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

Chapter 222 The Sleeping Precious Disciple

With the disappearance of Chi Mei, Kui Wu, and Long Xing Lao Dao, the speed at which the entire Ghost Domain Alliance collapsed was shocking.

Because of Kui Wu's insistence, anyone in Hunyuan City who had some fighting ability was forced to go to the battlefield.

Once something goes wrong with the puppets, these people will lose their helpers and support, and will either be captured or killed.

Because they were deployed at the front of the charge, they had very few chances to escape.

The former Immortal Alliance quickly regrouped, and after counting the number of people, they quickly set out and rushed towards Hunyuan City.

When they arrived, they found the city had almost become a deserted place.

After much difficulty, they caught a few ignorant children and haggard old men who failed to escape in time.

Only then did I learn from them that in order to prepare for this battle, Kui Wu had done everything he could to drain the pond and kill the chicken that laid the eggs.

I never thought about what would happen to those people under the alliance in the future.

All the living people who were able to fight were driven to the front line, while those who were not able to fight were turned into puppets by him.

Only those who were too young or too old, and had little killing power even if they were turned into puppets, were left in the city and not taken away because Puppet Five looked down on them.

A team of city defense soldiers was originally stationed at each of the two city gates to guard them, and the remaining people in the city were strictly prohibited from entering or leaving at will.

Perhaps they had heard the news that the Ghost Domain Alliance had been defeated, so the two teams of defenders had already taken off their clothes and fled, disappearing without a trace...

After a brief discussion with Shen Changxun, Mu Jinshu and other high-level members of the Immortal Alliance, including Master Yuan Chan, Mo Zheng decided to take over Hunyuan City in accordance with the old Immortal Alliance's practice.

The city gates are blocked and free entry and exit are prohibited. A decision will be made after the Immortal Alliance Conference is held.

There are too many things to do right now, and all schools and factions are facing heavy tasks. They need to take a multi-pronged approach and take both internal and external factors into consideration.

Internally: Count the casualties and inventory the losses so that they can be used as a basis when distributing compensation after the Immortal Alliance Conference.

Externally: While recovering the territory taken away by the ghost domain, we are also vigorously searching for the fish that have escaped the net.

Rectify the chaotic situation and restore the Piaomiao world to normal operation as quickly as possible.

In addition, the disposal of the puppet corpses is also a task that cannot wait:

The traditional way of piling up corpses into piles like hills and burying them is obviously inappropriate.

First of all, they are puppets. Especially after seeing the horror of the corpse puppets, no one dares to leave any troubles and cause accidents in the future.

Secondly, puppets do not die normally like ordinary people. If the ghost vine poison on their bodies is not handled properly, the consequences will be unimaginable.

So after a brief discussion, each family decided to adopt the simplest and most direct method - incineration!

The temporary incinerator built at the gate of the Zichen Sword Sect burned day and night, and it took half a month to dispose of all the puppet corpses.

If it weren't for the help of the formation, the stench of corpses would have spread all over the place.

Almost two-fifths of the population of the entire Piaomiao Realm disappeared in this battle, and most of them still had some cultivation.

The Ghost Domain Alliance dug its own grave, and after the tragic truth was revealed, ordinary people who did not know the truth realized that the Ghost Domain Alliance was such a "cannibalistic" place.

If someone in the family was involved, they wouldn't even dare to cry too loudly.

As night falls, flames from burning paper rise from everywhere, and people tacitly close their doors to pay their respects.

After a hard and bitter battle, there is finally light.

Thinking that there will be peace in the future, everyone has a happy face.

As the day of the reopening of the Immortal Alliance Conference approaches, fleets of flying boats pass overhead and head towards Hunyuan City, and many people also set off.

On the flying boat, Liu Xingrou looked at the three masters and apprentices with worried expressions, feeling quite helpless.

They had just discussed a few words about the recent situation of Li Fuyi who was lying in bed, and the atmosphere became depressed and everyone was listless.

Liu Xingrou's temples were throbbing at the sight. How could this man be so listless?

He knocked on the table, trying to break the silence.

"I said, Li Fuyi is just exhausted and sleeping."

"Yubai said that there's nothing wrong. He'll wake up after he gets enough sleep."

"You and your disciples are all crying, is that necessary?"

She stretched out her slender finger and pointed out the window, "Look outside, there's jubilation everywhere. Can you be a little more cheerful?"

"If others saw this, they would think that our Zichen Sword Sect had suffered heavy losses, so much so that even the Sect Master was scowling!"

Mo Zheng rubbed his forehead, his expression revealing an unconcealable tiredness, "Junior sister, we are just a little tired..."

Turning his head to look at Lin Moran and Hua Jiantang who nodded, Mo Zheng put his hand on his forehead again.

Of the six peak masters, three and a half were seriously injured.

Apart from Liu Xingrou, Nan Yubai and Shen Changxun were still able to help him deal with the aftermath.

Mo Zheng, who has been a hands-off boss for a long time, looks at those who are in seclusion or bedridden...it would be bad to disturb them with these matters.

People need to be sent to deal with matters outside, but there are not many people available. Lin Moran and Hua Jiantang have been running around in various places for the past half month.

If the Immortal Alliance Conference was not finally about to begin, these active young people would still be busy everywhere.

Liu Xingrou looked down at her arm that was still around her neck, then looked at the three masters and apprentices who were all safe and sound, and rolled her eyes.

"I think you've been spoiled by your senior brothers. Which sect leader or clan master is like you?"

"These things are what you, as the headmaster, should do. The brothers have been helping the village here and there, and you've become accustomed to it being easy."

He even teased Xiao Mozheng, "Going back dozens of generations, I can't find a master of the Zichen Sword Sect who is more idle than you."

Seeing that Mo Zheng was really tired with his hands covering his head and eyes closed, he took out the lotus seed and lotus root powder with a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

"This is Green Lotus's Lotus Seed and Lotus Root Soup. Eat it and take advantage of this break to have a good sleep."

"I'll go to the place tomorrow. I can't let anyone see me like this."

He got up and left in a hurry, leaving behind a sentence: "Eat and sleep well, I'll call you when we get there."

Lin Moran picked up the bowl, took a few bites, and chuckled, "Uncle Liu is still the same. I think she is also one of the people who cares the most about Master."

She lowered her voice and gossiped, "This green lotus is extremely valuable. I heard someone gave it to Master Liu. It's a great thing for nourishing and invigorating the Qi."

"There aren't many in total. The sisters and brothers from Baishu Peak used to be very jealous."

"At best, I could occasionally get a few lotus leaves to make porridge."

He scooped a few more spoonfuls into his mouth, "It's sweet and refreshing, the lotus seeds are crispy, it's delicious!"

He called out to his master and fellow apprentice who were lying on the ground, "Master, Xiaohua, you should try it too. Don't let Uncle Liu down."

The two of them had no idea there was a story behind this, so they picked up their spoons and started eating.

Mo Zheng ate slowly. He looked at the half bowl left and stopped, putting it into the brocade bag.

Although the leftovers are good, you can save some for Li Fuyi to taste.

He was the biggest contributor to this battle, but unfortunately he was in a coma and could not attend the Immortal Alliance Conference.

He stood up, yawned loudly, and walked out.

"(~O~)... I'm going to take a nap first. After you finish eating, you can go to your own places."