After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Chapter 230 Night Market Troubles

Lin Jiaojiao heard Mo Zheng's words, but before she could react, the two of them had already walked away.

By the time she wanted to follow the script and talk to Mo Zheng, the opportunity had already been missed.

There was laughter from the crowd, "Haha..."

"I wonder which girl, who has never seen the world, is trying to scam the Purple Star Sword Sect's leader..."

Lin Jiaojiao was already annoyed, and when she heard such ridicule, she immediately glared at him.

Perhaps most of the people walking around in this night market are related to the Immortal Alliance, and are not ordinary people. Naturally, they are not afraid of her anger.

Instead, the discussion became more lively:

"Hey, hey, have you heard? Immortal Lord Ying Xi... he has a lover. This girl is doing this here, and she still thinks she can turn into a phoenix~ Tsk tsk..."

"Really? Whose is it? How come I don't know?"

"This matter can only be understood but not explained. Immortal Lord Ying Xi has always been very low-key, so naturally few people know about it."

Perhaps because he had been gossiping for a long time without saying a name, the others were getting a little anxious, so someone urged:

"Tell me quickly, who was lucky enough to catch his eye?"

"If she were to be married, she would definitely be the mistress of the number one sect in the Misty World!"

"What's the rush? I'm telling you right now."

The voice was lowered again. Lin Jiaojiao pricked up her ears but only heard a few words, "Disciple...disciple...dotes on you...can't bear to let you go..."

Next, a group of people started to make noises and sigh, and it was so noisy that no specific words could be heard.

Suddenly, someone glanced sideways and saw Lin Jiaojiao still lying there. They said sarcastically, "Why are you still waiting here for help? You don't even notice that the person has disappeared."

Lin Jiaojiao was so angry that her blood boiled, her face turned red and her neck became thick. She jumped up and was ready to fight with the old lady.

But the old lady was not a pushover either. She swung her palm and sent her flying far away, and she fell into the dark weeds with a plop.

Even the old lady herself was surprised by how easy it was. She looked at her palm and said, "I only used 30% of my strength... With such poor cultivation, I'm still trying to imitate others to catch a rich husband..."

"Tsk tsk... People these days... have no regard for their dignity..."

He shook his head and sighed as he slipped away.

When Lin Jiaojiao crawled out of the grass in a mess, covered with weeds and branches, rubbing the bruises all over her body, she was about to roll up her sleeves to start a fight.

But she found that the night market stalls around her had begun to close up, and the group of people who had just gossiped about her and watched the fun had long disappeared.

She could only kick her feet hard a few times, "What bad luck! Don't let me run into you guys again, or I'll make you pay!"

He left behind some mindless angry words that had no lethality and no real effect, and ran away with his face covered.

Several stall owners who were closing their stalls looked at each other for a moment, and their loud laughter almost broke through the sky.

Mo Zheng pulled Li Fuyi and hurried back to the stall where he used to sell crabapple cakes, but it was empty.

For a moment, he was like a deflated ball, and could only lead Li Fuyi back dejectedly.

Just as he was feeling frustrated, half a piece of fragrant crabapple cake appeared in front of him.

His greed was immediately piqued, and his hand reached out involuntarily, but reason made him take a second look at the owner of the hand.

"Um... Fuyi, don't you want to eat?" Mo Zheng asked this, but there was an expectation in his voice that was hard to ignore.

Li Fuyi directly stuffed the Begonia Cake into his hand and shook the string of snacks hanging on his wrist, "You've eaten too much. I really can't eat any more."

"If Master doesn't mind, please try it." She said it lightly, but in fact she was worried that Mo Zheng would mind the missing piece of the Begonia cake.

Mo Zheng was immersed in the joy of regaining what he had lost, so how could he feel disgusted?

Li Fuyi is not someone else. She is his apprentice who he lives with day and night and eats at the same table with. What is there to dislike about her?

If you want to dislike it, it's too late now. Why make things difficult for yourself?

"Well, then I won't be polite." Mo Zheng said, opening his mouth wide to cover the missing part.

His cheeks were full of sticky texture, carrying the unique sweet fragrance of jujube paste. Mo Zheng was so happy that he squinted his eyes.

I couldn't help but admire how delicious this Piaomiaojie Haitang cake is. It's glutinous but not sticky, the jujube paste is sweet but not greasy, and the sugar shell is crispy.

Li Fuyi's heart began to beat faster when she saw the position where he took the first bite and the look of enjoyment on his face.

Just stand aside and quietly observe Mo Zheng's every move and every expression.

Whenever Mo Zheng showed a satisfied smile, a secret joy would surge up in his heart uncontrollably.

This joy was like sweetness emanating from the outside, warm and irresistible to him.

Li Fuyi's lips curled up into a smile unconsciously, her eyes soft and filled with unconscious doting: "Master, if you like, I can try to do it."

Mo Zheng raised his head and looked at Li Fuyi, his eyes gleaming with the sparkle that only a foodie can have. "Really! But... Begonia cake doesn't seem to be easy to make..."

Thinking about that unique mold, just looking at Mo Zheng made me feel that it would not be easy to replicate at home.

He stuffed the last bite into his mouth with reluctance: "It's too troublesome. Next time I come across it, I'll just buy a few more."

Although Li Fuyi did not think it was difficult to make a crabapple cake mold, she had a general idea of the steps and materials required while waiting.

But since Mo Zheng said so, he just went along with him and put it aside, nodding his head in agreement. Anyway, when the time comes, he will just send it to him and see if he is happy.

She raised her hand to wipe away the cake crumbs from his lips and looked at the increasingly sparse crowd around her. "Alright, Master, let's go back. Senior Sister and Xiaohua should also go back."

They continued walking side by side, the night breeze was blowing gently, the starry sky was shining brightly, and their figures were stretched out in the moonlight.

Li Fuyi had thought that the night would pass peacefully. Just as she took off her coat and was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" At this time, Li Fuyi guessed for a moment, thinking that it might be Huajiantang, so he put on his clothes and prepared to open the door.

Unexpectedly, a strange and awkward voice with a pinched throat came from outside the door, which made him stop all his movements instantly.

"Ling Feng Immortal Lord, it's me. I have something important to tell you."

Seeing that there was no movement in Li Fuyi's room for a long time, she knocked on the door a few more times, "Really, I have a secret about your senior sister Lin Moran."

"I came here because I was afraid you would be deceived by her reputation as the most beautiful woman..."

Seeing Li Fuyi finally open the door and come out, Lin Jiaojiao's heart was beating like a deer, and she almost jumped for excitement.

Fortunately, I still remembered the purpose of coming here tonight. I tried hard to suppress my happy expression and pretended to be sad.