The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

Close the mountain.

Lin Wentian looked at a faintly visible palace on the top of the mountain, feeling a little complicated.

After all, I was really picked on that night. Although it was a bit uncomfortable, it was a progress with the leader, but then... Lin Wentian really didn't want to think about it again.

On the way, Mo Daosang suddenly said that he was too stiff and would get hurt, then got up, and then disappeared without saying a word, and sat there alone for half an hour.

Naturally, no one went back to the inn.

Now that I think about it, I'm not sick and I'm really strong.

He clearly told himself to forget what happened that day, but even if he forcibly forgot, he would always remember it suddenly at inexplicable times.

Lin Wentian felt that he was simply possessed by a demon.

He sighed, gripped his sword hilt again and began to patrol, the surrounding guards couldn't see that his right guardian had thought so much in a short time.

But at this moment, in the palace on the top of the mountain, Mo Daosang, who was being missed, was completely unaware of the serious impact of his mistake that night.

But listening to Xiao Yanzi's continuous popularization of detailed relevant knowledge and various possible accidents in his mind, it was so troublesome that he couldn't be interested at all.

Well, he also knew that it's not good to just throw people away and run away, but he thought his right guardian would understand him.

Thinking of this, Mo Daosang put down his supporting arms and lay down completely on his couch, and casually pulled Su Wanyan who was shivering in the corner next to him.

Realizing that his subordinates don't even care how he, the leader of the neuropathy, treats his little pets, Mo Daosang almost wants to let himself go. Anyway, since returning to the Demon Cult, the poor little guy has never had any problems. Opportunity to step out of this room.

He didn't even think about basking in the sun on his favorite grass.

There was even a time when Mo Daosang was bored to pick fruit to eat, and he heard several little maids discussing how much he loved Su Wanyan.

"I don't know if the Right Envoy will think too much." After saying this, Mo Daosang shook his head to interrupt this idea. There is no relationship between them, and he has nothing to do with Lin Wentian.

"Master host, hey, what a crime." Xiao Yanzi sighed with a thick voice, pretending to be sorry.

Mo Daosang put the little pet on his chest and began to fight with Xiao Yanzi. More precisely, Mo Daosang unilaterally crushed Xiao Yanzi who didn't understand human beings at all.

"Forget it," he said suddenly, and Mo Daosang felt the same, and got up with his arms on his arms. Poor Su Wanyan could only try his best to hook his paws on his robe to prevent himself from being thrown off. Mo Daosang Dao Sang resumed the secret communication with Xiao Yanzi again, "Little Yanzi, this is meaningless, I'd better go crazy again."

"Master host, what do you want to do?" Xiao Yanzi once again secretly hated why he used up his mind reading, and now he doesn't know what his host is thinking, which is really uncomfortable.

"It's nothing, Ling Yi will be back soon, just get ready."

"Oh, oh." Xiao Yanzi nodded ignorantly.

Then Xiao Yanzi was caught off guard the next moment and saw the hair of his host began to float up. He only felt a click from the memory, and an extremely bad premonition arose.

The host will not really want to come back.

I really envy Su Wanyan that he can run away, he really wants to run away once.

Mo Daosang didn't change his appearance this time, but his aura grew stronger and stronger, and then he just walked out of his palace.

Flying his own door panels and guards, accompanied by the turmoil along the way, Mo Daosang walked all the way towards the buildings of the people at the bottom of the mountain.

"Master host, you are the only one who can laugh now." Looking at this miserable scene, Xiao Yanzi felt inexplicably sympathetic.

"I think so too." Mo Daosang felt relieved for no reason, and replied casually.

Walking like this, when he reached the halfway up the mountain, Mo Daosang could no longer see anyone, but he could feel the familiar aura stopping there.

Although there was no difference from what he had expected, he still couldn't help sighing at this lunatic, why didn't he follow Modausang.

"Wait, Lord Host, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, what are you going to do later, don't mess around."

Mo Daosang said nonchalantly: "If you continue to quarrel, I will change my mind and send him home with a slap."

Xiao Yanzi didn't dare to speak at all.

Mo Daosang walked in a piece of grass that did not reach the top of his boots, his sleeves were so full of anger that they were almost cracking, coupled with his half-smile expression, if it was night, it could be said to be A murderous ghost.

Lin Wentian didn't expect that they would see each other so soon, nor did he expect that it would be like this.

Mo Daosang, who was walking up the hillside, still looked so good that he was dazed, and he was too scared to lift his feet.

But he still chose to come here with such a sliver of luck, and he couldn't control it at all.

"Master Right Protector, please go back with your subordinates." Lin Wentian's most confidant subordinates even knew all his secrets, including his identity as an undercover agent. Now the little guard was so anxious that he gave up his usual calmness and frowned. He kept repeating the same words, "Master, go back with your subordinates, you can't beat the leader."

"Han Fei, you go back first, I'll come later." Lin Wentian knew it was useless after speaking, so he simply mobilized his internal strength, and at the end he said softly, "I have a letter under my pillow, if I have something to do , remember to give it to my mother for me."

Han Fei wanted to stop his master, but he was still a step too late. He watched Lin Wentian rise from the ground and flew towards his fearful master.

Sometimes he really admired his master for having such great courage to put his mind on such terrifying people.

In the end, Han Fei could only be cruel and stay away from here.

After all, when Mo Daosang got angry later, even the shock of his internal power was not something he could bear.

Mo Daosang watched Lin Wentian's approaching figure from a distance, and didn't pay much attention to it, just walked like that without even sending out a move.

Lin Wentian felt puzzled, so he had to stop and wait.

It wasn't until they were really close that Modasang gave him a look as if he finally saw him, and then stopped.

Although he was full of evil spirits, his eyes seemed to be still clear, and Lin Wentian even had the illusion that he could wake him up.

But immediately, a palm on the chest let him know that it was impossible.

"Master, this is the inner circle of the Devil's Cult, and further on, there are a large number of congregants. Are you really going to make them betray their relatives?" Lin Wentian spat out a mouthful of blood, but still struggled to say the rest.

Mo Daosang looked at the person lying on the ground, seemed to be attracted by the bright red corners of his mouth, and stared straight at him.

Then, I leaned over in front of him, touched it evenly with my fingertips and put it on the bottom of my eyes, and then stopped moving.

Lin Wentian almost stopped breathing. He was so close, his skin could feel the stinging pain of being cut by the wind around Mo Daosang.

He has been trying to figure out the law of the madness of the magic kung fu for so many years, but he didn't expect that he had just made some progress and now he suddenly became completely clueless.

He looked at the face of the man with flying forehead, with such a strange expression, he couldn't figure out even the most basic character of this person.

Modausang put his fingertips under his nose and tried to smell it, and then, a mutation popped out.

His face darkened, and his eyes turned red in an instant. In Lin Wentian's eyes, Mo Daosang's neck gradually climbed up with blue tendons.

Xiao Yanzi expressed his admiration for his master's proficiency in Mo Daosang's demonization ability, admiration, admiration, what a ghost, master host, please stop messing up, okay?

"Master." Before Lin Wentian was thrown into the air, he could only yell out such a sentence, but when he thought about it again, he felt that his whole body was broken, as if he was completely out of control.

In his sight, Mo Daosang could be seen rising from the ground and disappearing at a speed that he couldn't match at all, but he was relieved that Mo Daosang finally changed his original direction and went to the back mountain.

There is only the fine iron mountain used by the leader of the Demon Cult for retreat, and no reckless person will trespass.

Lin Wentian finally breathed a sigh of relief and passed out with peace of mind. When he woke up again, he could see that the sky had been burned into a fiery color, and occasionally birds flew by, and the surrounding area was too empty.

Lin Wentian moved his fingers, and finally got the strength to get up again, but even he, when he just got up, his chest felt uncomfortable, and he couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood.

"I really don't know if Bingwen can stand this palm." After secretly guessing, Lin Wentian struggled to get up from the ground, then limped towards the back hill.

I don't know how many times I stopped to rest along the way, even so, Lin Wentian could still feel the vibration of the soles of his feet when he arrived near Jingtie Mountain.

His knowledge of Modusang's force could not help but be raised to another level. I really don't know where the bottom line of this person is. He obviously doesn't look much different from ordinary people. Why does he have such a powerful force.

But no matter what, he transferred so many people, it should be enough.

Lin Wentian walked forward for a while, and rested against the mountain wall.

When the shaking finally stopped, Lin Wentian got up again and walked over there, just in time to witness Mo Daosang who had been banging in mid-air outside Jingtieshan with his eyes closed, falling to the ground.

The moment he opened his eyes and saw him, his eyes were full of doubts, but they were quickly hidden.

It is impossible to say that I am not sad, and there is even a backlog of unspeakable grievances that have been accumulated for a long time.

Mo Daosang smiled gracefully, and he was gentle and gentle in the past: "I am in seclusion, but I said that no one is allowed to trespass, so I am very courageous."

"This subordinate has no intention of offending, and I ask the leader to forgive me." Lin Wentian endured the pain and knelt down, but he didn't know what was going on with him recently. He used to think it was nothing, but now he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Moreover, Kill Wushe, huh? Are you injured?" Mo Daosang suddenly flashed to Lin Wentian's side, and put his hand directly on his shoulder, which made Lin Wentian almost groan in pain for a while. , his eyebrows became strange, and he said, "Did the deity hurt it?"

Lin Wentian raised his head straight, and smiled so hard that his white teeth were exposed: "Yes, how does the leader plan to compensate his subordinates."

Mo Daosang suddenly felt that this person seemed to have returned to the time when they first met, or that his publicity had never been restrained for him.

This person has always been a ferocious beast with sharp minions waiting for an opportunity.