The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

At the moment when the gravel exploded, Mo Daosang instinctively felt that it was dangerous, even though his whole body was still concentrated on his fists above his head, he reluctantly turned sideways to block it.

Then he lowered his head, and saw the Ding Qin sword that was shot out like an arrow deviated from the trajectory and flew towards his cheek. A cool gust of wind blew by, and finally it was nailed to the wall and buzzed.

Mo Daosang rubbed his hands on his cheeks, and the bright red gradually melted away from his fingers.

He looked at Qin Feng who was standing there leisurely and smiled dangerously: "Xunmei, this is not funny at all."

Qin Feng looked as expected, but suddenly raised his hand, and the palm wind hit him directly.

Mo Daosang simply couldn't understand this person. If he had just attacked in a sneak attack, he might have succeeded, but now he is attacking in such an open and aboveboard manner.

Xiao Yanzi was completely dumbfounded.

Qin Feng's palm wind turned before he was about to come out, and slammed at Lin Wentian, who was half clenched in his fists on the ground, and Mo Daosang had no choice but to pick him up and take him away.

Qin Feng didn't know where to pat again, and countless openings were opened on the wall in an instant, and feathered arrows stabbed densely towards the center.

Seeing that Qin Feng pulled back and fixed Qin Li waiting for him at the entrance, Mo Daosang didn't want to waste time with him and miss the opportunity to defend, so he simply stomped on the spot, shaking his body away with a burst of strength.

Then it hit the countless feathered arrows, and the sound of the golden sword that shook people's scalp numb followed.

After the rain of arrows, Mo Daosang faced Qin Feng's stabbing move with his sword, and he was too lazy to guess what he wanted to do.

Still free to ask about the situation: "Little Yanzi, what's going on?"

"Master host," Xiao Yanzi obviously read his mind again, but every time he read the results, it was difficult for him to speak, "Mr. Qin, I think you can't like him anymore, so I treat you as a His biggest obstacle is that he really wants to kill you, Master Host, you are careless."

Mo Daosang was tired, who could tell that the man's attitude hadn't changed at all: "In Qin Feng's eyes, besides being good-looking and liking him, can't he see anything else?"

Xiao Yanzi was silent for a moment, then said, "It's probably like this."

Mo Daosang thought for a while and asked, "Where's Chu Youning?"

Xiao Yanzi: "Probably, maybe it's also the first type?"

Qin Feng laughed suddenly, but the offensive became fierce in vain: "Although there is nothing useful here, but this mechanism is quite good if it is changed."

Then Mo Daosang ushered in a rain of arrows again. To be honest, the force on the arrows was really powerful, and it was completely incomparable with the attacks he received when he was besieged. If he hadn't saved a little more strength, he might have suffered a real loss. .

After getting over it, Mo Daosang really didn't want to spend any more time with this person: "The antidote."

Qin Feng fought for a while and still couldn't hurt Mo Daosang. He also knew that this was the only way he could do today. His moves gradually stopped, and finally there was a gap between the two of them: "I have to Admit brother Mo that you are indeed powerful, but this admission really makes me very uncomfortable."

"Why are you crazy, hand over the antidote, and I won't kill you."

Qin Feng is also very straightforward: "Brother Mo has a jade pendant on his body, if you give it to me, I will give you the antidote."

Mo Daosang was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he had indeed obtained a jade pendant from Chu Youning, and secretly said to Xiao Yanzi, "So that's how it is."

Xiao Yanzi: "..." So it's such a mess, Mr. Qin, the host, really wants to kill you, and you have made up some messy things in your head.

Lin Wentian still wanted to struggle, but Mo Daosang directly reached into his bosom to touch, and he directly tore off the rope and threw the jade pendant hanging around his neck so much that he ignored it.

Qin Feng looked at it, bowed to Mo Daosang, put a porcelain bottle on the ground, turned and left.

Mo Daosang was finally able to put this burden by the wall at this moment: "Young Master Lin, please see if this antidote is right."

The warmth of this person still lingered around Lin Wentian's body, and he seemed to be able to smell that special smell from him. He looked at the luxurious man in black in front of him through the perspective, and a sense of panic gradually rose in his heart.

Mo Daosang roughly calculated the distance between Lin Wentian and the medicine bottle, and felt that it was unrealistic for such an immobile person to take it by himself, so he went back and bent down to pick it up, and then walked over to open the bottle. Handed it to his nose: "Young Master Lin, is there any problem with the antidote?"

Lin Wentian lost his mind just now, and now in a blink of an eye, he saw the face of Mo Daosang close at hand, his cheek was still oozing blood because of a scratch left by him, it was unbelievable, his eyes flickered with fright After a flash, he managed to let out a weak "huh" from his nose.

Mo Daosang put the medicine in his hand and stood up: "Since that's the case, Mr. Lin, you should be able to come out after taking the medicine. I'll go ahead and tell everyone."

Mo Daosang turned a few steps away, but by accident, he suddenly looked back. The person in his line of sight still hung his head and remained motionless. It made him feel an inexplicable sense of guilt.

"Little Yanzi, should I help him?" Mo Daosang hesitated.

Xiao Yanzi wondered if this is not a matter of course, but he was more tactful when speaking to his host: "Master Right Protector may not be able to move now, how should I take medicine?"

Mo Daosang sighed and walked back.

Lin Wentian obviously didn't expect him to come back, his eyes lit up when Mo Daosang's boots reappeared in the corner of his vision, but against his weak movements, it was only funny.

Mo Daosang didn't know what to say for a moment, so he half-knelt down to pick up the medicine bottle, poured out a pill, put it in his hand, and brought it to his mouth: "Take the medicine first."

Lin Wentian's attention has been completely absorbed by his shiny palms. Unlike him who practiced sword all the year round, Mo Daosang's palms are smooth and white. At first glance, they even look like jade. You can almost imagine the coolness of the tentacles. .

He was almost stupefied.

"Young Master Lin?"

Lin Wentian finally heard this sound, and struggled to move, but the result of his reckless force was that he lost his balance and fell forward.

At that moment, Lin Wentian closed his eyes in pain, he knew that Mo Daosang didn't like people to touch him, and he was afraid that it would be even more difficult for them to make friends after this one time.

Mo Daosang also wanted to back away, but in his mind, Xiao Yanzi kept emphasizing to him that this is a patient, a patient, a patient, a patient, and Mo Daosang felt that if he still retreated, he would be too insane.

Lin Wentian almost didn't know how to hide his astonishment when he fell into the knee that felt cold because it was in the ground.

Even his body was lifted up, seeing Mo Daosang gesturing in a dilemma for a long time, and then he simply hugged him in his arms, his heart that was ready to move was warmed up again in an instant.

After a while, the throbbing from there went straight into his mind, shaking him dizzy.

Mo Daosang pulled his jaw to feed the medicine. Fortunately, Lin Wentian still had the strength to swallow, which kept him from being too embarrassing.

While waiting for the man to recover, Mo Daosang asked by the way: "What's the matter with you?"

When it came to this matter, Lin Wentian also seemed to find it difficult to speak, and managed to squeeze out a few words slowly: "Song Siqi said, if you come to me, I'll come over."

"Oh." Mo Daosang already understood that it was Qin Feng who asked Song Siqi to pass on his words, but Song Siqi didn't have enough guard against Qin Feng, so he believed it.

As a result, this trust influenced Lin Wentian imperceptibly through spreading rumors. Probably, Lin Wentian was drugged as soon as he was deceived, and he didn't even have a chance to resist, so he fell to such a point.

After all, although Qin Feng is very skilled, it is still impossible to subdue his right protector without any injuries.

But what can he say? Mo Daosang said helplessly: "Be more careful in the future."

"I see."

But after Lin Wentian said this, his body kept sliding down because of involuntary, Mo Daosang had no choice but to stretch out his hand to support him, and lifted the person up by the way, finally suffering from lack of a fulcrum, he threw the person directly placed on the chest.

From this angle, the sound of Mo Daosang's heartbeat is behind the ear, and a feeling of blood connection emerges spontaneously, as if the two of them were born so close.

Lin Wentian wondered if he was dreaming, after all only in dreams could such impossible things happen.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Mo Daosang's blood-stained face on one side, which made his unkind demeanor, which was clearly smiling, seem a bit more smokey.

Mo Daosang was arguing with Xiao Yanzi whether what he had done was enough to leave, and he naturally noticed Lin Wentian's gaze on his face for too long, and then remembered that his face seemed affected at the beginning. hurt.

It's just that when Mo Daosang touched it again, he could only touch a layer of uneven lines on his face, but nothing came off his hands.

He thought it was impossible to go out like this, Wen Qionghua alone would definitely ask, and with his famous name as the leader of the Demon Cult, leaving such traces would be the same as publicly declaring that he had lost a fight, it would definitely not work.

So Mo Daosang asked Lin Wentian: "Young master Lin, do you have any medicines that can remove scars?" There should be many elixir in the legendary martial arts that can promote muscle growth and remove scars in this book.

Sure enough, Lin Wentian was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Yes, it's just that it's not convenient for me now, Junhui, you can look in my bag, the black bottle is there."

At the beginning, Mo Daosang just opened his bag with the mentality of looking for medicine. However, after witnessing the array of treasures filled with elixir, he received a fatal blow.

"Look, people keep their money in piles," Mo Daosang joked at first, and then started to run away without giving people any preparations. "What's the use of being number one in martial arts? I'm not the number one in martial arts." The poorest, very angry, very unconvinced."

Xiao Yanzi felt that it was better for him to remain silent, and he would be fine after letting the host vent his anger.

"Have you found it?" Lin Wentian saw that Mo Daosang was stunned for a long time without moving, thinking that he couldn't find it because he had placed too many things, "Junhui is sorry, I usually go out just in case, I will Bring a little more stuff, you can look in the medicine bottle on the left, the black color is still obvious."

Mo Daosang came over and took a breath and smiled at him: "We can find it."

Lin Wentian was startled for a moment, and suddenly felt that Junhui was so kind to others after losing his memory. In the past, he really misunderstood him, and it turned out that everything was a problem with magic skills.

He thought for a while, summoned up his courage and said to him: "Junhui, you can't see the wound, let me help you."

"Ok?"