The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

It is true that he can do the previous things, but in the future, he can control the countless leaves at the same time to make such subtle changes. Even if he trains hard for ten years, he cannot guarantee complete success. , enough to make people awe-inspiring.

"You don't want to move." Mo Daosang saw Lin Wentian's trembling and tense body, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Master, you want to do..." Lin Wentian finally said these words. After all, Mo Daosang has become what he is now. Who knows if he thinks that the leaves are not red enough and wants to play more gracefully this time.

In such a situation, Mo Daosang leisurely freed one hand and made a silence gesture, saying: "Your envoy, be careful, if you disturb this Ye Zhen, I will punish you properly."

"Yes, this subordinate knows his mistake." At this point, Lin Wentian could only resign himself to his fate, waiting for the trembling leaf to grow bigger and bigger before his eyes.

Then the front piece stuck to his shirt.

The coolness with a bit of moisture gradually penetrated the layer of fabric and invaded the skin, causing a small tingling discomfort, but before Lin Wentian got used to it, the same feeling came one after another.

Lin Wentian didn't know what Mo Daosang wanted to do, but after some time, he finally confirmed his safety, and he had the leisure to speculate.

Vaguely, he felt that this resembled something, and such speculation even made him feel unbelievable for a time.

So much so that in the end he didn't notice that his body was covered with leaves, layer upon layer rolled up and down, even covering his neck.

He suddenly heard the footsteps of the person in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that Mo Daosang was already very close to him, and he was lazily playing with a red leaf, occasionally raising his eyes and looking at him with a half-smile.

Only his own shadow appeared in those dark and bright eyes, which made him suddenly feel that this was Modausang's gentle appearance, which was particularly fascinating. Lin Wentian kept his mind and kept his mind from being too obvious. But in the end, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make any sound even when he opened his mouth.

So I had to be silent.

Mo Daosang appreciated that the person in front of him was accentuated with a bit of coquettishness that did not belong to him amidst the blazing colors, and took another step with great satisfaction.

Then, he clearly heard a flustered and powerful heartbeat in his ears, which seemed to shake his chest.

"Your envoy," Mo Daosang raised his hand suddenly, almost taking advantage of the moment when he was still waiting for him to continue speaking, so he stroked his forehead hair up with one hand and put the red leaf he was holding on his forehead with the other hand, so It seemed that the last trace of disharmony in Lin Wentian's body had completely disappeared, and he was afraid that he would flatter his bones if he smiled casually, "It's really as the deity imagined, with the red dress on the right, as gorgeous as spring flowers."

"Master." Lin Wentian didn't know what to do, if he was given such a crack in the floor right now, he would be ashamed to crawl in, but because it was this person, he also shamed himself with excitement and joy.

"It's just that the red dress will be even more colorful if it is covered by heavy snow."

With such an expression, Lin Wentian even immediately said that if the leader likes to see red, I will wear it every day from now on.

Mo Daosang withdrew his hand abruptly, and the leaves on Lin Wentian's body fell down, piled up at his feet and buried the soles of his boots, and finally the leaf that Mo Daosang had placed on Lin Wentian's forehead , Mo Daosang said: "The right envoy has someone he likes. In this snowy day, I think it will be very eye-catching if it is paired with more red."

The moment Lin Wentian heard this, his internal energy was ready to move. Even though he knew that their relationship would no longer be like this by then, he still found it difficult to accept this person's arrangement, even if it was just a fake.

It's just that no matter how grievous and turbulent he was, he still endured it with a damn habit: "This subordinate thanked the leader for his kindness, but I only regret that this subordinate is unlucky. For the rest of this year, I will not get along with my subordinate."

"The right envoy is also a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes. He cares about what to do with these things. If it is true that the deity is asking you to go against your luck, and the sky will collapse that mountain, so why not the deity blocking it for you."

Lin Wentian still couldn't change his habit of kneeling before encountering problems, but this time the depression in his voice couldn't be hidden at all: "Subordinates, subordinates are not worth taking risks for subordinates from the leader."

"Adventure?" Mo Daosang seemed surprised at the end of his voice, "You Shi is joking with this deity, but it's just a mountain, and this deity is not so fragile."

Lin Wentian wanted to ask Mo Daosang if he knew that this made him feel the most uncomfortable, but he still didn't have the courage after all. The overly violent emotions even completely disturbed his mind. He who was calm and eloquent in the past even I couldn't even think of a single sentence to excuse myself, so I could only use the most primitive way to lie down: "My subordinates implore the leader to take back his life."

"You Envoy is not young anymore. I have been working for the Demon Sect all these years and have not had the opportunity to take care of my family affairs. This deity is also a person who cares about love. Don't worry about this envoy. This time the deity will not treat you badly."

Lin Wentian was speechless, but still knelt stubbornly and refused to get up. It can also be said that he was completely immersed in his own assumptions, and he could no longer tell the extra strength.

His thoughts are well known to the entire Demon Cult. Now that he is like this, is it possible that Mo Daosang is already tired of him and wants to cut off his thoughts completely.

Too late, too late, too late.

Unless he never saw him at all.

Mo Daosang stretched out his hand to help Lin Wentian up, and it is impossible for him to be disobeyed by using his internal strength: "You Shi, the sister of the young master of the Floating Life Sect, I have seen it before, she is a rare beauty with superb martial arts, and she has a good temper. She is quite docile, I believe the right envoy will fall in love with her when he sees her."

Lin Wentian was still slowing down, Xiao Yanzi cut in first: "Lord host, when have you met Young Master Qin's younger sister?" The host died, why didn't he know that the host had met Qin Feng's sister.

"Don't care about such small things." In fact, Mo Daosang's words are a bit false, after all, the descriptions just now are from the book, and this is the reality, which is still somewhat different from the book.

However, it is not so unlucky to come and go in and out of this place.

Xiao Yanzi was stunned for three seconds and then said Amen: "A silent tribute to the Right Protector."

Mo Daosang didn't know what to say, so he just continued to provoke his envoy: "How is the envoy thinking?"

Xiao Yanzi once again refreshed his understanding of his host's ability to kill, and couldn't help asking: "Master host, what do you want to do?"

Modausang smiled without saying a word.

In the end, Lin Wentian has seen many storms and waves in recent years, so he can still put on a face, although the excitement this time is indeed a little bigger.

Being hindered by Mo Daosang's support, it was difficult for him to bow down again, so he had to step back a little to get away from Mo Daosang's control, and bent slightly: "The leader rewarded me, and my subordinates dare not resign."

Mo Daosang no longer wanted to care about this man's sudden change of attitude, as long as he could achieve his goal, he said: "I will hand over the marriage letter to Fushengjiao when I go back, so you can feel at ease, but the wedding is still It needs hard work, so I can do it myself."

"My subordinate understands."

"I am very pleased to have a right envoy to work for my Demon Sect." After Mo Daosang said this meaningfully, he drifted away leisurely and quickly, in order not to be so abrupt and imposing. Looking at the heroes in the costume TV series I watched before, I laughed a few times extraordinarily boldly.

Although Xiao Yanzi thinks that the host seems to be more like a neuropathy.

Lin Wentian dutifully bowed his head where Mo Daosang could not see: "Respectfully send off the leader." Then he still stood there for a while, and then left as if nothing had happened.

Mo Daosang naturally wanted to look at the results of his stimulation this time. Xiao Yanzi felt that the biggest change in his host after he came to this world was probably the addition of a habit of squatting on the wall secretly.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing, it's really disturbing.

In the middle of the month, the top of the mountain is closed.

A single candle was burning in the silent hall, and the wind blew in through the open window, making the flames seem to make noise.

The dark ground is cold and empty, leading directly to the inner room, the door is still open, and there is no one on the bed.

Judging from the messiness of the pillows, the people resting here should not have left too hastily.

Slowly, there were footsteps, and Mo Daosang, who was still wearing a loose nightgown, re-entered the bedroom with a small jar of wine.

Xiao Yanzi really wanted to complain, Mr. Host, have you watched too many martial arts dramas? Now is not the time to pretend, but for the sake of his own future, he wisely insisted on not saying a word.

The premise is that they have a future.

"Little Yanzi, don't be so nervous." Mo Daosang put the wine jar on the table and sat down by himself, "We all hid the chain so tightly, and no one thought that it was Mo Daosang who made it." , what are you worried about?"

"But, Lord Host, do you know how many people the Right Guardian has recruited?" After detecting the surrounding information, Xiao Yanzi almost wondered if his program was wrong, "I think the foundation of the righteous way is all here. gone."

"Naturally, Zhengdao has held a grudge against the Devil's Cult for many years, even at the expense of letting one of the three masters sneak in undercover at a young age. If I don't think about killing me this time, I won't be reconciled."

"The host, you, you, you, aren't you afraid?" Xiao Yanzi felt that his host was a little too calm, maybe he was frightened and couldn't think normally.

"I probably knew it from the book. I don't know what kind of battle the opponent is about to make. I dare not do such a risky thing." Have you read the book?"

"Master host, you also know that from the perspective of the protagonist at that time, what you can see most clearly is how cruel and terrifying the leader of the demon sect is. It’s normal to not be able to pay attention, and it’s also possible that the author exaggerated it for emotional reasons.”

Mo Daosang's level of unreliability against Xiao Yanzi has been refreshed again, but he thinks it's better not to waste too much energy on this kind of thing now.

After a sound, the wine seal was slapped open, and the mellow fragrance filled the entire bedroom. Facing the moonlight, Mo Daosang's fingers protruding from his sleeve seemed to have a metallic luster.

The author has something to say:

Indulging in love with the producer's unintentional coding, what a sin.

Also, it hurts to not be able to get out of SSR.

By the way, I like Xu Mo the most, so warm and flirtatious.