The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

A carriage drove up from a distance on the dusty official road, but the speed was really slow, and it almost made people wonder what kind of valuable things it contained.

It's just that the surroundings of the carriage were empty, except for the man wrapped in a cloak and driving without a single guard, which made it hard to believe the previous guess, and at the same time, he became more curious about what was inside the carriage.

The mountain in front was getting closer, the carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain, and then the driver raised his hood and said to the curtain behind him: "The mountain is closed in front," then he seemed to hesitate, "When you go up the mountain , You can secretly lean on me when you are tired."

It's just that after he said that, he immediately lowered his head like the person he was talking about. Although his expression didn't change, his eyes didn't dare to fall on the carriage again.

The people in the carriage laughed softly, and then the voice came out: "What are you thinking? After all, I was also the leader of this place before. If people see what I say, I can walk."

Even though Wen Qionghua knew this was the result, he still couldn't help being disappointed. As he lowered his head for a long time, the hair hanging behind his back slipped down, and a black curtain swung open, making him appear weaker for no reason. Said muffledly: "Okay."

The laughter in the curtain became more obvious. Even when he was only talking, people could feel how happy he was. Modausang lowered his voice a little and even moved closer, so the voice seemed to be separated by a The curtain was whispering in the ear, so tender and touching: "Although you can't rely on it, but after you go back, you can hug Lingyi as much as you want." When he said this, his tone suddenly became a little deliberate, "It's just that we used to be alone at night. At the same time, Ling Yi didn't even look at me, I thought Ling Yi already hated me."

Instinctively, Wen Qionghua immediately replied: "No."

Mo Daosang couldn't hold back his laughter. He didn't know that Ling Yi was so interesting before, but he could also imagine the shameful expression on the faces of the people outside now. He couldn't let him be ashamed anymore. It's not good to become angry from embarrassment, so I temporarily coughed a few times and stopped, and said in a serious voice: "Let's go on our way first, and go back as soon as possible after delivering the things."

Although Wen Qionghua didn't make any more noise, the carriage started driving quickly again, but Mo Daosang seemed to feel that the speed was a little faster than before, although he didn't know whether he felt right or not.

Forget it, it's a trivial matter and I won't feel uncomfortable, so there's no need to care so much about it.

The carriage rumbled for a while, and finally came to a complete stop. When the curtain in front of him was lifted and the wind was blowing in, Mo Daosang was caught off guard and wanted to speak, and even choked. Wen Qionghua was so anxious that he could only give him relief.

Mo Daosang felt so ashamed, but he secretly glanced at Lingyi's expression, he didn't seem to have any dislike, so he was relieved.

Then they got out of the car together, and Mo Daosang looked at the many small roads criss-crossing under the Devil's Cult Mountain, and his mood became complicated: he said to the people around him, "If you are tired, you still have to walk this road with me."

What is the use of this road? After all, people with high internal strength can go down the mountain in an instant and it is useless, so the people who walk this road are those who have just practiced or traded with the mountain.

Maybe Wen Qionghua didn't know how to answer Mo Daosang now. After looking at him for a while, he finally opened the way for him with his sword. After all, this way is not that useful, and some places are too uneven or too long. Plants are also normal.

Mo Daosang watched a child who was so fond of laughing and talking in the past become what he is now. Although he is still considerate and gentle, he is different after all. For what reason, he sighed and followed up.

The two turned a few times between the mountain roads, and disappeared after a while.

Walking through this road, Mo Daosang looked at the birds flying past from time to time. I don’t know how many times he secretly complained in his heart why he used those two stones to kill him. If he had internal strength, those birds would How can it be faster than him.

Wen Qionghua, who was still in front, didn't see what Mo Daosang was thinking at first, but if he couldn't see it after so many times, he wouldn't be able to hold the position of the Demon Sect's left guardian, and the corners of his lips could not help but hook, Said: "Junhui, there is no one around now, if you lean on me a little, no one will see."

Mo Daosang actually wanted to help the man walk for a short distance just now, but when he said it so directly, his strong temper came out again, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I can. "

Wen Qionghua glanced at him a few more times, and seeing that the expression on Mo Daosang's face seemed unshakable, she turned back helplessly.

Little did he know that the moment he turned around, Mo Daosang looked at his aching soles and frowned disregarding his image.

Then when he was looking at his feet tangled, a sword suddenly appeared in his sight, which shocked Mo Daosang. After he recognized it was Lu Lu, he raised his head and looked for the previous that person.

Wen Qionghua handed the hilt of the sword into his hand, and then turned around again, as if he didn't do the thing just now: "There are a lot of gravel on the stone wall next to it, even the length of the sword can be used to borrow strength."

Mo Daosang immediately understood what the man wanted him to do by giving him his saber, and he couldn't help but immediately crossed out the rumors that the swordsman cherished the sword one by one, and stroked the sword at the same time. Mingjian mourned for the tower for three seconds.

Then, without hesitation, he put the sword on the mountain wall next to him, and walking was much easier.

Mo Daosang's liking for this sword has increased a bit, it is indeed the sword he got after healed it with great effort, it is really good.

It's just that Mo Daosang still refuses to let go of his beloved sword for a moment, and he can almost see the Demon Cult's gate standing halfway up the mountain, and he quickly throws it to Wen Qionghua, and then passes Wen Qionghua smoothly to swing it away. Stance walked over.

Wen Qionghua then mounted her sword, and followed with a smile.

When you get closer, you can see the panic on the faces of the guards after seeing him from a distance. Mo Daosang doesn't care what his current rumors are like, and he doesn't even give them a superfluous look. , went straight to the door.

Naturally, no one dared to stop him, even if some people could see that Mo Daosang seemed powerless and vulnerable, when they saw Wen Qionghua following behind him, and met those emotionless eyes, they stopped thinking go back.

Mo Daosang blatantly walked directly into the Beacon Hall all the way, and nothing happened except that he was really tired from walking.

But the Demon Cult is really on its last legs, he has come here and no one can react to inform Lin Wentian, it is really miserable, Mo Daosang has the idea of ​​finding some good seedlings for the Demon Cult for a moment.

There are several good ones in Mingchunjian. It doesn't make sense that people from the Demon Sect can enter Mingchunjian, but people from Mingchunjian cannot enter the Demon Cult.

He just wanted to see that the Demon Cult was so pitiful that he couldn't stand it anymore, but he just looked at Wen Qionghua who followed, who seemed to be indifferent but unconsciously on guard, so he had no choice but to give up this idea with great heartache.

But when they came here, even if no one informed them, Lin Wentian should have reacted, otherwise, the Demon Cult would be completely over before he noticed it.

Fortunately, Mo Daosang didn't despair in the end, they entered the hall and took a seat, and a gust of swift wind blew away in the hall.

The force of this momentum was so strong that Mo Daosang could not fall because of Wen Qionghua's support. For a moment, he really felt that his serious and cautious right protector might be gone.

With such a frustrated mood, he looked at the people who appeared on the main seat in the past with more unconscious regret in his eyes.

Lin Wentian couldn't describe his current mood at all, even though he was sitting on his seat, he could still feel his heart still swaying in the wind, unable to stop for a moment.

His hand tightly gripped the armrest next to him, almost crushing it. Fortunately, his remaining rationality restrained him, so he finally didn't do anything that would make people's jaw drop.

Obviously he watched him jump with his own eyes. How could anyone survive at such a height? Also, why are they together?

Thinking of this, the jealousy that almost made him ashamed, the unwillingness and the emotions that he should not have now could no longer be suppressed. He fixed his eyes on Modausang, as if he could get what he wanted. s answer.

It was only after looking at it like this that he suddenly realized something was wrong, squinted his eyes and asked inquiringly: "How about your martial arts?"

The voice is full of majesty that cannot be gimmicked, with a hint of madness, and even a little, imperceptible joy.

Mo Daosang thumped in his heart, but he still came up with a well-thought-out explanation: "Before I fell off the cliff, I suddenly realized that I actually fell in love with Ling Yi, and I didn't want to die all of a sudden, but I wanted to live in such a situation." It’s not easy to come down, if you accidentally use your internal strength, you will overuse it, it will take a while, and you will come back.”

He knew that there were many loopholes in what he said, but this was the only answer he could give. He felt Wen Qionghua's suspicious gaze, but he pretended not to notice it, and found a seat for himself to sit down.

But Lin Wentian's side obviously couldn't ignore it anymore, and he was full of sarcasm when he opened his mouth: "You said, you like it? Do you think I will believe it?"

Mo Daosang ignored his emotions and continued: "The moment of life and death always makes people think a lot more clearly. This time, I have something for you." Then he looked at Wen Qionghua who was still standing there.

Wen Qionghua took a breath when he received Mo Daosang's gaze, but he still didn't say a word to Lin Wentian, took out the two stones from his bosom and threw them directly.

Lin Wentian's quick eyesight and quick hands naturally caught the stone, and he felt a majestic power inside just as soon as he touched it. Even the power was so familiar, he subconsciously looked at Modausang.

After controlling the stone and opening it to Lin Wentian, Mo Daosang said: "Take it, anyway, I don't need it now, and I won't use it when my internal strength recovers."

Lin Wentian closed his palms unconsciously, and the force almost made the sound of knuckles rubbing against each other. Hearing that Mo Daosang was hurting for him, he heard Lin Wentian's extremely suppressed voice: "What is this? Do you want to comfort me?" ? Let me fulfill you?"

His gaze suddenly became extremely serious, as if he could see through Mo Dao-sang's true thoughts like this: "Did you still choose him?" Then, as if afraid of Mo Dao-sang's answer, he quickly said, "Why, can't I?" ?”

Mo Daosang didn't know how to answer, so he heard Wen Qionghua beside him say, "Even if Junhui will be like this from now on, and his lifespan is less than a hundred years, I will go with him."

Even though he knew that such an assumption was untenable, everyone could hear the seriousness and determination in Wen Qionghua's words, no one could doubt the authenticity of his words, Mo Daosang's heart trembled.

But before he finished feeling emotional and wanted to say something to Wen Qionghua, Lin Wentian said again: "Since you don't like me, why did you give me a marriage in the first place? You are really not afraid..."

Modausang didn't know how he could make up his mind to be like this. He was obviously in pain when he bestowed the marriage, and finally changed the name of the marriage certificate to Wen Qionghua.

But seeing Wen Qionghua next to him suddenly feel dangerous again, he immediately interrupted Lin Wentian: "At that time, I really wanted you to give up and live a good life, it's a pity."

"Really?" The voice sounded like he didn't believe a word, but he kindly didn't hold on to this point, but looked at Wen Qionghua, who was almost two people when he first met, and smiled. , with killing intent in his voice, "It's just, Junhui, are you really willing to spend your whole life with such a person?"

Wen Qionghua looked at him without evasiveness, the same killing intent in his eyes almost overflowed in an instant, he spoke, each word was as sharp as ice: "Don't bother."

Although his voice was so silent as if he didn't seem to be worried at all, only he himself knew how flustered he was now. He really didn't even know himself now. People, he felt it was a crime to stay in Mingchunjian any longer.

He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't control it at all.

Is such a him really qualified to be with Junhui?Perhaps it was right for Junhui to leave him all the time, he was not qualified at all, and it was always his fault.

Thinking so wildly, he became more and more confused, his eyes and ears were in a mess, and he didn't know what else they said, but he felt something hot, but so soft that he couldn't bear to shake it off.

Looking along, he saw Modossang's worried eyes: "Lingyi, it's me."

He suddenly realized that at some point, Lu Lu had been out of the sheath for three inches.

Then a sneer finally woke him up completely, and he looked towards the voice almost immediately.

Lin Wentian smiled and said: "Junhui, look at such a person, do you really not regret it?"

Wen Qionghua subconsciously held the hand that fell on the back of his hand, as if he was afraid that he would escape, but what he didn't expect was that Mo Daosang let him hold it without moving, and he didn't care about the difference in temperature between the two of them. Show a little discomfort.

Modausang said, "I've chosen it, and it won't change."

Wen Qionghua held his hand even tighter.

Lin Wentian couldn't see it and said directly: "Do you want his hand to be abolished? He has no internal energy now, or take your own internal energy away."

It was only then that the palm of my hand felt as warm as holding a piece of charcoal, and Wen Qionghua immediately let go of it after realizing it.

Mo Daosang didn't chase after him, but silently wrapped his hand with his sleeve and put it in his bosom: "Ling Yi, don't go crazy in the future, do you understand?"

The great guilt made him no longer care about what Mo Daosang said, and he just kept nodding.

Lin Wentian finally couldn't bear it anymore, he got up and walked directly to the apse: "Your Wanyan is now closed to the mountain, take it with you when you leave, and don't give it away."

Seeing that Mo Daosang was surprised, he still paused and explained to him: "I went to have a look last time, and I checked something was wrong, and then I found out that those ordinary people couldn't stand their cold air and couldn't keep in contact with it for a long time. , No way, I took them all over."

Mo Daosang thought that something was wrong when he left last time, but he didn't pay much attention to it at that time, and couldn't help but blame himself.

Lin Wentian could see what he was thinking: "It's not your fault, after all, you were too busy to take care of yourself at that time." Then he sighed and kept looking at Mo Daosang, his eyes were full of words that he couldn't say, but he didn't speak again .

Mo Daosang looked at the powerful man in front of him, only to find that his brows were wrinkled and his temples were a little white. He couldn't help but return to the small town a long time ago. In the lights of the city, he blushed unconsciously, his eyes were full of light when he smiled.

In just a blink of an eye, that smile was already shattered, and it couldn't match up with the one in front of her.

He closed his eyes and said, "The Demon Cult is in your hands."

Lin Wentian said yes casually, and then walked into the apse step by step without saying hello to them, without making a sound.

Mo Daosang finally glanced around the palace where he lived for more than ten years, suppressed those emotions, and said to the people around him: "Let's go."

Wen Qionghua came over and picked him up.

Outside the hall, the sun was setting, and Su Wanyan's overly delicate face, who was holding a little beast in the grass beside him, even looked a little cute.

There was a whirring sound in my ears, and that voice kept calling the host, I'm back to see you, are you okay?

Modausang looked at the people around him and said, "I'm fine."

Wen Qionghua was stunned for a moment, turned to look at him, and finally smiled silently.

Under the setting sun, a figure gradually elongated, and occasionally moved, the figure split into two, and it was pasted again after a while.

The wind whizzed past, mixed with it, and I don't know whose sigh it was.

The author has something to say:

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This article ends here, and there should be another episode later.

Thanks to the little angels for their continuous support. The author knows that sometimes he writes badly, but you can still read it. The author is really touched.

The author of this article has also written it with great care. It is a big breakthrough for the author who is late in the lazy cancer. I hope the little angels will like it.

Then the next book is "The Truth Behind Literature and Art", a book is now available, if the little angels are interested, you are welcome to enter the pit.

In the end, I am still very grateful.

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