newbobooks Chapter 277 Oath
Chapter 277 Oath
Mo Zheng's heart tightened. If Li Fuyi was not satisfied, she would not cooperate with him easily.
He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then slowly said: "What do you want me to do in order to trust me?"
Li Fuyi narrowed her eyes slightly and lowered her eyelids for a moment, making Mo Zheng hold his breath and become nervous. It seemed that he was thinking about something.
After a moment, he raised his eyes and met Mo Zheng's somewhat nervous eyes: "Master, you should know that what I want is not just the position of the headmaster and the Zichen Sword Sect."
Mo Zheng nodded hurriedly and asked anxiously: "You tell me, I will do my best."
The corners of Li Fuyi's mouth curled up into a beautiful arc, "Hehe..."
Leaning close to Mo Zheng's ear, he whispered in a very ambiguous tone into his blushing ear, "Since we are officially Taoist partners, I can't shirk my duties as a master, don't you think?"
As she spoke, she deliberately brushed Mo Zheng's earlobe with the tip of her tongue, causing Mo Zheng to feel a tingling sensation all over his body, and a shudder like an electric current spread throughout his body.
The person holding Mo Zheng's wrist also climbed up like a snake and moved around.
His fingertips gently stroked Mo Zheng's skin through his inner clothes, bringing waves of numbness and making Mo Zheng's heartbeat suddenly accelerate.
Li Fuyi, who knew Mo Zheng's body very well, easily aroused Mo Zheng's breathing to the point that his body involuntarily responded to his approach.
"Fuyi..." Mo Zheng opened his mouth, but found that his voice became fragmented and sounded disturbing under Li Fuyi's teasing.
Li Fuyi seemed satisfied with Mo Zheng's reaction, and the curve of her lips deepened.
"Master," Li Fuyi's voice was low and seductive, "You can definitely do what I want. It's very simple... just come back with me... every day... and that'll be all."
The atmosphere was a little subtle for a moment. Every word Li Fuyi said seemed to be scratching Mo Zheng's beating heart.
Li Fuyi had said such sweet words before when she was infatuated, but she had never said them so explicitly.
Mo Zheng just felt that his whole body was so hot that he was about to burn.
But when he met those silver-gray, cold eyes, which were filled with lust, anger, and dominance, he lost the love and tenderness that almost overflowed in the past.
This feeling was like having a whole basin of water with icy spikes poured on his head, which instantly made Mo Zheng's heart sink cold and his face turned pale.
His lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but found that his voice seemed to be choked in his throat.
Li Fuyi watched Mo Zheng's every move, but he did not waver in the slightest. He would never give Mo Zheng any chance to escape.
He lifted Mo Zheng's chin with his hand and forced him to look directly into his eyes.
The voice was so calm it made one's heart tremble: "Master, I don't want to hear those useless words. Just tell me what to do."
"Master's mouth, if you want to hear some sweet words from it, I'm afraid it's just poison to paralyze me." His fingers traced along Mo Zheng's lips.
Finally, right on the mark, “It’s better not to listen!”
His slender fingers extended down his neck and caressed it, "Why not practice it yourself... At least, Master's body is much more honest than your mouth."
"Now that I'm here, don't even think about trying to coax me out of here with just a few words."
Mo Zheng gritted his teeth and endured, "I can't leave..."
Li Fuyi's eyes turned cold, and he thought to himself, he is indeed a liar!
Even in this situation, he still wants to cheat and get away with it.
"Then Master is not sincere?" He immediately withdrew his hand that was setting fires everywhere, crossed his arms across his chest, and looked at the bewildered Mo Zheng with a calm and cold face.
Mo Zheng has been single for three lifetimes, and his experience in love is limited to the articles he learned from scanning the rankings.
Who would have thought that he would encounter such a dilemma?
It is inevitable that one feels helpless and overwhelmed.
It seems that nothing I say is right, and not saying anything is even more wrong.
But the well-behaved child, who had been taught to travel the world with reason, still tried to fight for it: "Fuyi, Xiaoran will be completing the Dao in half a month. You also need to make arrangements for the position of the headmaster..."
"It's not that I don't want to, but..." He was so anxious that his mouth felt dry and the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't speak clearly. "Wait for me to take care of things here, okay?"
Fu Ruxin suddenly remembered that if Li Fuyi succeeded as the headmaster, he would also have to live in Tianze Peak in the future.
"After you take over, you will also have to return to the Zichen Sword Sect. Why not come back now?"
With a hint of expectation, she looked at Li Fuyi cautiously, waiting for his reply.
Why would Li Fuyi care about the headmaster or the Purple Star Sword Sect?!
Those were just things he said casually out of anger, following Mo Zheng's words, but he took them all seriously!
Now I am still using these as excuses to try to delay and shirk leaving him.
The resentment and suppressed hatred in his heart, intertwined with the deep disappointment, almost made him lose his mind.
His voice suddenly sank. "I told you, I don't want to hear any more of these useless words. If Master can't show me some sincerity that satisfies me..."
"I'll do it myself!"
Seeing that Li Fuyi was going to do it himself, Mo just thought that he meant to take everything by himself.
Mo Zheng was anxious, "Wait, Fu Yi!"
"I... I really can't go back with you." It was almost like begging, but it didn't make Li Fuyi soften or give in in the slightest.
Seeing that there was no way out, Mo Zheng made up his mind.
"Since that's what you want, I agree!" He blurted out, "Just come here to see me every night. I won't regret it."
As long as Li Fuyi's anger can be calmed, it is more important than anything else.
Li Fuyi had already prepared to forcibly take Mo Zheng away, but was stunned when she heard his words.
After a moment, he realized that Mo Zheng had misunderstood him. A hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Oh? Master, for Senior Sister and the Purple Chen Sword Sect, is really..."
He gnashed his teeth and spat out each word: "Desperately risking your own life?!"
How could Mo Zheng not feel sad and upset after hearing such sarcastic words from his mouth?
But he had no time to care about these things. The physical fear and the unplanned "funeral affairs" in his mind made him extremely anxious. In his panic, he thought that the most important thing was to keep the person calm.
He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, stretched out three fingers of his left hand, raised them above his head and swore: "When all is settled, I will make you satisfied. Mo Zai swears that if I do anything against the will of heaven and earth...!"
Before he could utter the word "Rong", Li Fuyi pressed a point on his acupuncture point with a gust of wind from his sleeve, and he was forced to be silent.
Li Fuyi had her back to him, facing the wall. Her voice was almost inaudible with panic, yet it was cold and hard. "Just as Master said, at 3:30 every day at midnight."
"If Master breaks his promise again, don't blame Fu Yi!"
He closed his sore eyes, and with a thought, his figure disappeared in front of Mo Zheng and returned to the snowy land.