The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

Chu Youning did go towards Qin Feng majesticly, but only took advantage of the moment Qin Feng lost his strength to restrain him.

Then he rolled up his shirt and began to stop the bleeding for him.

The cloth strips torn from the white underwear were wrapped round and round, and occasionally the cold knuckles fell down inadvertently, Qin Feng never looked there again from the beginning to the end.

There was no change in Chu Youning's expression, but after she spoke, her voice was full of exhaustion: "Although Jingjia designed it for you this time, it's because you have been sorry to his relatives and friends, so stay away from him."

"The lord is really powerful and can't hide anything from you, but what I want to do, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with the lord."

"I can't rush to save you every time."

"Save me? The lord is not joking, is it saving me if you cut someone off and lock him into your forbidden area of ​​Mingchun Stream?" Qin Feng laughed sarcastically, "If I didn't fall into the water, I don't know where I came from I have struggled a lot with my luck, I am afraid that the reincarnation has entered at this time."

Mo Daosang suddenly thought of Qin Feng's appearance when he stepped on the driftwood to find him on the island, and he didn't take it seriously at the time, but now looking back, it seems that his emotions are indeed not right.

The panic was like flames being pressed down by the palm, sprang up in clusters from time to time, and then swelled and extinguished.

"I was wrong that time." Finally, some uneasiness surfaced on his face intermittently, and finally forced himself to stabilize into a serious one, "You used to be very safe in your shots, why are you doing it recently?"

"The leader loves to think about the past, but my patience is really not good."

As soon as the words fell, Dingqin in Qin Feng's hand stabbed out again, this time without the cover of his sleeves, the bloodstains splashed on his arm clearly drew arc lines in the air.

It even stained the corners of Chu Youning's eyes. I don't know if it was because of the angle, but it seemed that Chu Youning's eyes were also covered with blood.

For a long time.

The sword pierced straight into his chest.

Chu Youning backed away. He felt that the pain was not too painful and he could barely bear it, so he wanted to continue to say what he had planned, but his body was cold, especially the place where he was cut by the sword blade. His voice was trembling.

"You..." Qin Feng tightly clenched his hands behind his back, but the side holding the sword remained motionless, and his tone of voice did not change: "What does the leader mean by feeding a tiger with his body? Do you think that we will be fine if this is the case?" Cleared?"

"Chu has done everything with no regrets in his life," Chu Youning temporarily managed to stabilize the breath in his body, but it was still inevitable. Blood slowly flowed out from his wound, staining his always neat white clothes, "but I finally stopped You acted, and it really put you in danger."

"Does the lord really think that one sword can count as my revenge?" Qin Feng laughed unexpectedly, then raised his hand and drew the blade back, "Who am I, the lord still doesn't know? Or is it true that the lord?" I don't think you have any other affection with me."

Chu Youning clutched his chest where the blood was completely out of control after the blade was drawn out, even though his eyes were darkened, he still unconsciously held the airs of his martial arts leader: "Stop it, if things go on like this, you will harm yourself, it's too late to regret it .”

"Chu Youning," Qin Feng called out his name suddenly, "You know that what I hate the most is your pity for others. Who do you think you are, and you can save everyone?"

After saying such a sentence, Qin Feng shook the sword that was almost dripping with blood, took it away, and walked into the woods.

After leaving a space that was finally devoid of people, Chu Youning knelt down on the ground without having to support the steady outer skin that protected others, coughed a few more times, sat down cross-legged with difficulty, tore off her clothes and applied medicine to herself.

He looked at the direction Qin Feng was walking, and there was a daze in his eyes that was almost impossible for him.

He was quickly pushed down again.

Mo Daosang saw that his heart was complicated, and wanted to say something to Wen Qionghua, only to find that Wen Qionghua had moved forward by himself, so he had to troublesomely repost: "Lingyi, let's go."

Wen Qionghua swept around, pondered for a while and said, "Junhui, take me over there and go around to the back." He turned back to look at Mo Daosang, "Let's find it from the mark again."

Mo Daosang probably knew that if they agreed to say anything tonight, they would wait until the other party came over, and really couldn't understand this inflexible approach.

But he still raised his figure, and walked towards the direction pointed by Wen Qionghua as unobtrusively as possible.

This is Mo Daosang. If it is another person, there is no other way to think about it except to wait until Chu Youning leaves.

Or it might have been discovered in the first place.

Sure enough, after they deliberately dawdled around, they saw that Chu Youning had returned to his usual, even somewhat inhumane appearance. If he hadn't witnessed the fight just now with his own eyes, even his slightly lighter lips Can't even notice.

Wen Qionghua saluted first and called the leader, Chu Youning returned the salute, and Mo Daosang stood aside watching their expressionless and silent exchange.

Then Chu Youning glanced sideways at Mo Daosang, then went back and nodded to Wen Qionghua.

Wen Qionghua said again: "I will take responsibility."

Chu Youning let out a long breath, as if acquiescing to something, and said, "You don't need to call me respectfully."

"That's the rule."

Chu Youning doesn't like arguing with others. The same thing is said the second time is extremely rare, so it's not easy to force it. When he was about to say that you went back to rest, Mo Daosang, who had been pretending to be in the background, interrupted.

"Lingyi, that's not what you said when you introduced me," Mo Daosang smiled and leaned against a tree beside him, "According to me, the elder brother has also been born, why don't you call him elder brother?"

But at the same time, Mo Daosang also knew that he was talking about Lele. If Lingyi could really call out the word "brother, who has a bit of coquettish meaning", no matter what the reason was, he would dare to tear his bones Chop the output to go.

Wen Qionghua's anger at being punctured rarely surpassed the habit he had developed as a subordinate over the past ten years, as if he looked at him plainly, if Mo Daosang read it correctly, there should be a warning in it.

Chu Youning kept a straight face, but the breath around her seemed to be a little more lively, and said: "Send a message when something happens." Then he said, "Farewell."

Wen Qionghua bowed there and waited until Chu Youning left before getting up.

At this time, Mo Daosang didn’t want to look like a heartless person asking why he didn’t tell me a word, he straightened up from the tree, and picked a question that Wen Qionghua cared about to divert his attention: "Lingyi, is your brother's injury okay?"

Wen Qionghua glanced at him helplessly: "Your temperament really hasn't changed at all."

Seeing that he wasn't very worried, Mo Daosang simply pretended to be a rascal: "I don't know what kind of temperament I am, Ling Yi, you didn't tell me."

Wen Qionghua seemed to remember something, frowned with some headache, and said: "Junhui, let's go back, otherwise we won't sleep at night."

"This time, don't I need to bring it?"

"No need." Wen Qionghua dodged him in embarrassment, jumped up the treetops first, and then sank into the night with a few swings.

"Okay." Mo Daosang said to himself, glanced below, and let him go in a good mood.

After coming out like this, the most obvious change was that the next morning, Yan Sui held up his chopsticks and looked at the two people who were on the dining table, but they suddenly became closer after sleeping.

Feel a little redundant.

"Brother Mo, do you remember?" Yan Sui only had one guess.

"No," Mo Daosang took a sip of the soup, handed over another steamed bun, and said perfunctorily, "Eat more to grow taller."

"Brother Mo, at my age, I can't grow any longer."

"Oh, look at my memory," Mo Daosang took the steamed bun back just before Yan Sui wanted to reach out, thought about it and couldn't finish it, broke off half of it and asked, "Do you want Lingyi? "

Wen Qionghua had been eating porridge with side dishes, and when suddenly called out, she raised her head and smiled, and said, "Okay."

Yan Sui secretly wondered if something happened to the chef in the back kitchen this morning and his hands shook so that he made the dishes weirdly. He had eaten in this restaurant many times before, but this was the first time he felt so uncomfortable.

The rest is simply chewed indiscriminately, chew it, and swallow it directly.

Finally, when Mo Daosang finished his meal slowly, Yan Sui got up quickly: "I'm going to lead the horse. By the way, Second Young Master, how did you get here? If there is a horse, I will also lead it for you."

Only then did Wen Qionghua's eyes turn to Mo Daosang, and his eyes showed some worry again: "Junhui, are you traveling on horseback?"

Yan Sui and his brother-in-law are different from them, they are people who travel on the official road all year round, so there is nothing wrong with them riding horses.

But for people with their level of skill, it is the fastest, most trouble-free, and most appropriate for them to go out once in a while and use their internal strength.

"Why?" Mo Daosang casually weighed the tails of his chopsticks resting on the edge of the bowl, and said, "Ji Xian will accompany him if he wants to ride a horse."

Wen Qionghua thought about the pulse of his diagnosis, and then smiled slightly: "It's my fault, there is a small post at the street, I will go back when I go."

When Wen Qionghua finally went out, Yan Sui looked back at Mo Daosang who was sitting. He saw so many people that he naturally understood that he couldn't speak in the situation just now: "Brother Mo, you bought it before you walked with me." Ma, do you not want Second Young Master to know that you are injured?"

Mo Daosang gave him a look that he should pay more attention to: "You just remain the same as before, as long as I'm with you."

This sentence is full of threats. Yan Sui realized for the first time whether it was a wrong decision to go with this person, but since the trip is completed, there is no reason to break up the partnership halfway, so he had to use another excuse to lead the horse and hide open.

"Wait a minute." Mo Daosang called to stop him.

"Brother Mo, what else do you want to say?"

"Lingyi," Mo Daosang seemed to be worried about what to say, "Ji Xian, don't call him the second son, he doesn't like it."

"Really?" Yan Sui slightly widened his eyes.

Mo Daosang said that the little bit of guilt of lying was gone: "Ling Yi is very tolerant, but I can still see his dislike."

Yan Sui echoed: "That's it." But in his heart, after the memory that Mo Daosang lost, everyone had seen Wen Qionghua for the same amount of time, why didn't he see it, "Then Brother Mo said that I What should I call it?"

Mo Daosang fell into the same distress as just now. Although Yan Sui could call him by the same name, he couldn't get past the barrier in his heart. When it came to him, he could only compromise: "Except for this, you can see for yourself. shout."

Yan Sui complied, gave him a strange look, and then went to the backyard to lead the horse.

After Wen Qionghua came back, they set off together, but as soon as Mo Daosang entered the street, pairs of eyes that could be felt even without much effort followed him.

Mo Daosang casually twisted the whip around his hand, then looked at the people around him, and pressed down his fingers again.

Although it is really annoying and you can't touch it, but forget it.

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