northernbook Chapter 270 I Just Realized
Chapter 270 I Just Realized
It secretly learned from Chi Mei's casual conversation with Yun Ji and Yao Ji that this was not the ethereal world where he lived!
There is actually another Mo Zheng in this world!
That Mo Zheng lived a life completely different from his own. With the support of his parents and the personal protection of his grandfather, he changed his fate and was praised by everyone... He lived a very comfortable life.
The six peak masters and fellow disciples who had always had many opinions about him and were seemingly at odds with him became very close to him and respected him in everything.
When people talk about Zichen Sword Sect, both inside and outside, they always praise the leader.
The brother and sister whom he regarded as stray dogs were taken in by him out of hypocrisy and he even gave them the title of "Ling Feng" to please Li Fuyi.
Lin Moran, that worthless fallen woman, was praised as being elegant and self-possessed, with noble character and numerous suitors.
And that Flower Sword Hall, who appeared out of nowhere, actually helped to forge closer ties between the Thunder Sound Heavenly Palace and the self-proclaimed Sword Sect...
All of these things sound so desirable and yet so out of reach.
why!
why! !
We are both Mo Zheng, both born in a mediocre family and destined to be mediocre, so why does he live a completely different life from me!
Is it because that person is hypocritical and pretends to be noble and upright?
Is it because that person knows how to please Li Fuyi, knows how to cater to her preferences, and say nice things? !
One more time, give him another chance, he can do it too!
It is angry, unwilling, and unable to accept the reality that it has ruined a good hand of cards.
Mo Zheng and I clearly stood at the same starting point, so why were our destinies so different?
It cannot see any difference between Master and itself. In its eager eyes, it only has accusations of injustice and resentment towards Master.
But now it is still a remnant soul with its spirit and soul incomplete. No matter how unwilling, hateful, or jealous it is, it can only be forced to shrink in the broken incense burner and wait for an opportunity to move.
The victory that was just within its reach almost made it think that it could escape from the predicament and regain its freedom, but it was obvious that fate had once again played a trick on it and finally abandoned it.
Just as it was raging with impotence, Li Fuyi on the bed began to mutter, "...Master...don't go..."
"...Master...promised...to form a Dao..."
"I said... love... well..."
Although it was confused by what it heard, at this moment, it would desperately grasp even the slightest clue!
After being counterattacked, its residual soul was in even greater danger, and the formation carved by Chi Mei on the incense burner that could nourish the residual soul had been shattered.
If we don't find a solution, over time it will turn into dust and dissipate into the air.
It controlled the incense burner and carefully moved it closer to Li Fuyi, trying its best to hear more clearly. It didn't want to miss any word.
If we can instigate it and use Li Fuyi's hand to help it seize Mo Zheng's body in this world, that would be the best choice.
It is originally Mo Zheng, and its spirit and soul are naturally one. There is no need to consider things like rejection and refining.
For nothing, he had achieved the Great Perfection of the Mysterious Immortal Realm and a highly respected reputation...
The thought of being able to replace Mo Zheng in this life... just thinking about it made it tremble and want to laugh wildly.
Then he patiently hid in the old incense burner, listening to every word Li Fuyi said in her dream, ready to make a move...
Ten days later, late at night, Li Fuyi finally woke up.
He groped his way up to sit up, without lighting the lamp or making any sound, but staring blankly at the darkness ahead with empty eyes.
Just when the beast hiding in the incense burner thought that Li Fuyi had fallen asleep again while sitting, Li Fuyi suddenly exerted force and slapped the bed board under him.
With a "crack", the thick bed broke into two pieces and collapsed with a loud bang.
Li Fuyi was suspended in mid-air, expressionless. His eyes had turned into a cold silver-gray, and his whole body exuded a strange and terrifying aura.
The broken incense burner in the wreckage of the bed was so frightened that it dared not move at all, just like the beads on the abacus that had just been clacking and were all tense.
The succubus was startled by the sudden loud noise and finally couldn't bear it anymore and floated in to check.
When he saw Li Fuyi's unusual expression, his heart sank suddenly.
The Li Fuyi in front of him seemed to no longer be the person he was familiar with.
Even without direct eye contact, the succubus could clearly feel the sudden change in aura, which was definitely not the same as the previous Li Fu.
It was so powerful that it was frightening and made people tremble involuntarily. The vague anger was like a sword that had been unsheathed, sharp and full of murderous intent, as if ready to take someone's life at any time.
The succubus approached Li Fuyi tremblingly and with an extremely respectful attitude.
After lighting the candle, he prostrated himself on the ground respectfully and bowed to Li Fuyi, "Master, are you okay?"
Li Fuyi's eyes finally moved, and he stared at the succubus for a long time before he opened his thin lips and said, "You are my soul slave, succubus."
Although the succubus was a little confused, she immediately nodded and said, "Master, I am your personal soul slave. The succubus is right."
Li Fuyi leaped lightly and landed gracefully from mid-air, standing right in front of the succubus. "Well, very good."
He reached out and touched the top of the succubus's head through the air, and the next moment he injected a stream of chaotic power into his Dazhui acupoint. "You are too weak. Go. I will give you three days to cultivate your human form and then come see me."
The succubus felt that the chaotic power that suddenly surged into her body was almost going to burst her, but after hearing Li Fuyi's words, she was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly to express her gratitude.
Li Fuyi waved him away like a fly, "I don't like nonsense, just go ahead."
The succubus got up and was about to float away, but suddenly stopped and turned back hesitantly, stammering and not knowing how to start.
Li Fuyi also saw that he had something to say, "Speak."
The succubus was relieved. [Master, do you still remember that our mistress ran away?]
It's not that he is deliberately looking for trouble or bringing up things that are not related to the topic.
But he felt that if he didn't mention it now, he would be in trouble if Li Fuyi remembered it in the future.
Li Fuyi's brow furrowed sharply. "I am merely contemplating, not losing my mind. I know my own affairs well, and you can simply follow my orders."
"Oh, yes, yes, I'll take my leave now." The succubus quickly responded and gracefully floated back to her own residence. She didn't have the energy to think about anything else and desperately began to cultivate with the power of chaos.
As soon as the succubus left, Li Fuyi looked around the cave, which was a somewhat eye-catching red, and clenched his right palm upwards.
In an instant, all the red silks that symbolized joy turned into pieces and fell to the ground like snowflakes.
Standing in the unique red rain, Li Fuyi's gray eyes turned black for a moment, but it was only fleeting.
When the red silk fell to the ground, there was only cold gray in his eyes, and a silence as dead as death.
He stretched out his hand towards the broken incense burner and it flew over automatically and landed obediently in his palm.
"Heh...if you still don't come out, I won't be polite."
Li Fuyi's voice was very flat, without even a rise or fall, but even the air seemed to be stagnant because of his words.