The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

There are mountains and dense forests on the ground, and a bird flies in the sky. The bird flies straight, and suddenly it seems to see something from afar, and it goes down quickly.

The bird landed on the top of the mountain like a palace that had been formed out of thin air, raised its neck and called a few times, but suddenly there was a human voice in this quiet place where no one seemed to be, the bird was startled, flapped its wings and flew away up.

As for the originally silent hall, because of the words just now, there was a sound of clothes all over the room. Looking inside, two rows of figures could be seen lying on the ground, only the two at the front were still standing. Straighten your back.

Coincidentally, the clothes of these two people are actually white. The difference is that the person on the left is dressed in elegant and elegant robes, while the person on the right is wearing a windy cloak, and the hood is enough to cover the entire face.

Judging from the involuntary resentment on the faces of the last few people, I am afraid that the two people are already in danger.

"I want to be happy with others, can't you hear me?" On the first seat in the middle, a young man in black with a half-smile repeated, and then he slapped his palm, and the armrest under his left hand was cracked. into pieces.

At this time, no matter what the people below were thinking, it became absurd because of the leader's behavior.

"Master, your body hasn't grown up yet. The old master specifically asked you to be patient for another half a year." The person on the left with a cold voice who seemed completely incompatible with this place spoke slowly, as if he couldn't feel his body because of the pressure from above. The coercion exuded by people trembled unconsciously.

"Oh, that old thief, wasn't he the one who killed him?" The leader seemed to have not heard what he said at all, "Come here tonight and experience the request of the deity for yourself. Come in, hang yourself on the mountain wall for a year."

Finally, the first expression ever appeared on the face of the man in white, but the slightly stiff corners of his mouth made him unable to utter a word, and finally he could only bow down deeply to accept his orders.

When Mo Daosang saw this, he paused for a while before continuing to turn the page. Ever since he accidentally found out this book written by her from his new girlfriend, he was very obsessed with it because the villain in it was just like his own name. I borrowed it back after getting a lot of money, and then, it almost opened the door to a new world.

Because what hurt him so much was that there seemed to be such a subtle, one-word difference between this novel and his sexual orientation.

At first, he just felt that something was wrong. The absence of a heroine throughout the story could barely be said to be a flow of the plot. However, after seeing this, he seemed to finally understand what the weird atmosphere was all about.

But for him, who has an almost paranoid thirst for knowledge, it is not impossible to look at these magical feelings with the idea of ​​scientific exploration.

After all, he was bored during the time when he was skipping work to hide from his loyal subordinate.

It took a while to finish reading this book, and when he learned that the villain boss with the same name was getting more and more unconscious, he continued to die all the way in a daze and finally fell down successfully. He picked up his mobile phone from the sofa and dialed I made a phone call, but after several rings, they still dare not answer it.

Mo Daosang raised his eyebrows. It seems that the little guy was really scared last time. Let's go and coax him tomorrow. This time, he always feels that the time can be extended appropriately.

Seeing that it was getting late, he leaned on the back of the sofa in this sitting position and raised his head slightly, put his index finger against the sharp Adam's apple and began to unbutton his shirt, and then all the way down, his broad chest followed the unbuttoned line. A little bit was exposed, and then the index finger was drawn all the way, and then there was a flat belly. After all, he seemed to relax a little bit, stood up and walked into the bathroom while pulling off his belt. Finally, the picture appeared on the mirror. , is a body with smooth lines that make people almost want to worship.

Pressing his wrist casually on the faucet, the sound of water dripped. Mo Daosang picked his hair on the forehead facing the fog that was gradually rising in the mirror and then laughed, so his eyes that were always smiling with affection Glittered up.

If you look carefully, you can still see that the end of his eyes are slightly red at this moment due to the stimulation of water vapor.

The water flowed down from the gap between the stretched muscles with his movements, and the whole person seemed to be full of strength in an instant.

It's just that his skin is fair and delicate, and this sense of power is more indescribable.

As soon as he casually leaned against the wall, his posture was very coquettish and attractive.

It's just that if he has any plans, he can only think about it, because he hasn't realized what happened before, and after a blink of an eye, the scene in front of him suddenly changed to a weird cave.

No matter how strong he is, his brain will inevitably fall into a short-term crash.

When he was finally able to think normally, he immediately looked at the environment around him.

It's just that there seems to be something wrong, hey, this kind of natural formation is not like man-made excavation. The key point is that the original architectural style without doors is inexplicably familiar. There is also this silver cave wall, Mo Daosang can't help but It reminded me of the retreat place of the insane leader in the novel I just read, it seems to be exactly the same as where he is now.

If this is not his dream, there is only one unscientific explanation.

Mo Daosang realized that he was sitting at the moment, so he got up from the potholes on the ground, checked the black robe on his body, and confirmed this idea again. I have to admit that I really seem to have time-traveled like the countless novels I have read.

Moreover, after transmigrating into a book he had just finished reading, and thinking about the experiences that the protagonist would encounter after transmigrating, Mo Daosang entered a state of waiting.

Because he was mentally prepared enough, he didn't show too many unbearable expressions when the memory influx caused pain as described in the book, at most his face was a little pale.

After sorting out the memory of the original body, Mo Daosang felt that this was really a sharp weapon. The memory was really different from the book, and the details of life were to such an extent that if he didn’t know, he might be exposed on the spot.

What's interesting is that the face of the leader he uses now is exactly the same as before, and even his figure is not much different.

Obviously this leader is much younger than him, while Mo Daosang felt a little dissatisfied, he also felt a little more familiar with this identity.

After all, it is a shell that has been used for more than 20 years, and it may take him a few days to adapt to the sudden change.

From the memory, he found the path of the magic power practiced by the original body. Mo Daosang thought about it several times and waited for a long time. This time, he felt that there were probably no other strange things that would appear. He gritted his teeth and tried to run it. Practiced the exercises again.

This technique is a bit evil, but I have to understand it, not to mention that a Demon Cult leader who has no cultivation level is simply a target for the people below, he can't even leave this place without skills, but when he got angry, he I felt that chaotic bloody smell suddenly kept pounding in my mind as if I had broken free from a cage, and my body began to heat up, and there was always an urge to vent it out.

"It's finally here, ehhhhhhhhhhhh? Host."

It was vague, as if he heard a child yelling something, he just felt so noisy, so noisy, and really wanted to kill him.

Killing, no, it's against the law.

"Master Host, Lord Host, ah, I forgot."

The cool feeling is like water dripping into the soil, but it ripples silently, smoothing all the restlessness where it passes.

After Mo Daosang finally recovered his sanity, he felt as if his bones had been broken and he couldn't move. He raised his eyelids but couldn't open them at all.

And that voice really wasn't his delusion, it was still calling him tirelessly: "Master Host, Lord Host, wake up."

Perhaps moved by the pitifulness in the words, Mo Daosang finally scolded: "Shut up." He really felt that his brain was going to tumbling.

"Oh, good." The tone was still aggrieved.

Probably Mo Daosang didn’t know that the sympathy thrown into that corner had a rare outburst for a while. He actually felt that he was a bit too much, but he refused to admit defeat, and just said: “Okay, tell me what you just did, and then , just say what you want.” In the end, he seemed to give up.

"Ah, really? You are so kind, Master Host," the voice in my head jumped in surprise, "I gave you sobriety, and whether I am here or not, you will not be affected by these foreign objects." , Master Host, I am your system, as long as we complete the tasks in this world, I can go back and get promoted, by the way, Master Host, you can try to communicate with me with consciousness, so that it will be more convenient for us to act in the future."

Mo Daosang felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't distinguish the true meaning from the cute and stupid words. Who knew if he thought too much, he was making trouble for himself.

What's more, he originally thought that he didn't have such a restriction to have fun with this name, but thinking about it, it would be good to have a way back. This time, he really combined the two most important things for time travelers. One does not fall to experience it again.

"Mission?" Mo Daosang tried to think of a sentence like this, and immediately felt that he was so stupid. If the system really made him an official in his mind, it would probably not be far from a collective collapse. Should I talk about the benefits to the person being fooled?

But the system can indeed hear it: "Master host, don't underestimate me, I am a good grade in our place, if it weren't for being forced by the team leader to sort out the program for him every day until he couldn't sleep and was about to collapse, I I won’t end my vacation so soon and come back to work, I want to be the team leader, and let the team leader sort out the procedures for me every day without sleeping.”

The voice in my head suddenly changed, "Master Host, I recently watched a lot of dramas to make up for human feelings, and then I also gave myself a name that can be promoted. How about Master Host calling me Xiao Yanzi in the future? Do adults feel that just listening to it will give you the feeling that you can make a fortune, haha."

Modausang said that he did not desire such a promotion at all.

At the same time, knowing that the system still needs to go to sleep these days, he felt that he was really ignorant.

"The host is really lacking in ambition. If you can be my little Yanzi's host like this, you must be aggressive."

"Oh, please go ahead." Mo Daosang finally gathered up some strength and got up from the ground.

"Master host, you are going to be angry as a little Yanzi. Once I leave before you fully integrate into this body, the discrepancy between your soul and body will dissipate immediately. Even if you reincarnate, it will be difficult. I'm afraid you won't be able to be a human being."

Mo Daosang's eyes immediately darkened, and he asked rhetorically, "You guys are buying and selling by force?"

"No," Xiao Yanzi said innocently, "Master Host, you have already died. We are saving you, but we need you to complete the task."

"Are you kidding me?" It's just that the subsequent memories slowly came back, and he really couldn't continue, because he clearly knew that he was indeed dead, and it was because he was too busy reading a book all day. After eating and taking a shower, I slipped and couldn't get up again, so I lost consciousness for no reason.

It was impossible to imagine the expressions his subordinates would have when they came to see him in such a way of death.

It's a shame, and he can't die for it.

And based on the idea of ​​opening roads in every mountain and bridges in waters, he didn't have to make it difficult for him to play with his life in order to fight for a sigh of relief, it was more cost-effective to agree.

"What is the mission?" Modausang asked as calmly as possible.

"The task only requires the host to live well."

"Survive? It's that simple?" But at the end, Shan Mo Daosang almost bit his tongue, as if surviving as the leader of the Demon Cult was not just a matter of eating and sleeping.

"Of course, the host is also responsible for raising the two gates that open the boundary wall. You can go back only if the two gates are full of energy, the host." Xiao Yanzi said, "In addition, the energy required by the gate But it is very huge. Before that, the host has to help the gate to get the approval of the blessed land before they can start absorbing power. For the sake of world balance, in order to prevent a certain part of the world from being too thin, there is also a need for a gap between the two gates. Just keep enough distance."

"The gate?" Mo Daosang looked at a pendant that suddenly protruded from his waist. Two exquisitely carved small brown stones were hanging from the rope, which was very cute. "That's it? Then what if you don't care about the balance?"

"Master host, what did you say?" Xiao Yanzi growled.

Mo Daosang frowned: "I was just thinking about it, I wouldn't really do that."

"Ah, host, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking, no, we will all fall into it if the aura is chaotic and the world collapses."

Mo Daosang raised his eyebrows: "You know what I'm thinking?"

Xiao Yanzi suddenly became stiff, with a voice like a little daughter-in-law holding a handkerchief corner: "Master host, I don't think it's dangerous, so I won't look around. Lord host can also use this ability, but it can only be used once. .”

"Huh?" Mo Daosang was a little surprised, then he spoke again but suddenly changed the subject, pointing to his feet, and asked, "Is the condition of this demon sect sufficient?"