The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

"Master Mo, we're almost there," the first handsome young man pointed at the stone tablet not far away, and said happily to the people behind him, then he looked up again, Suddenly surprised for a moment, he said, "Master Mo, I will excuse you for a moment, and I will report to you later."

Mo Daosang noticed the person waiting on the mountain wall earlier than him. Although he didn't have any impression, he saw the unfriendly expression on the person's face after seeing him through the cloud and mist, and knew that this person must recognize him. , but so what, he nodded gently: "Qili, don't worry about me, please take care of me when I'm troubled this time."

Although the words were polite, but after all, he was a young boy who happened to meet on the road, and there was not much else in Modausang's tone except gentleness.

The young man also understood it very well, and after bowing to Mo Daosang, he jumped up onto the mountain wall. At such a distance, even the young man, who is an extremely rare talent, stopped several times in the middle. The boy knelt in front of the man in white to salute, and called his uncle, Mo Daosang blocked his perception out of politeness.

Anyway, he couldn't recognize so many people in Ming Chunjian, and he didn't bother to recognize them, and these people couldn't help him.

Mo Daosang waited for a while, probably because the man understood that the young boy didn't know his identity, so he rushed down from the mountain wall with a loud shout: "Mo Daosang, come and let me call the spring stream, what will happen?" What do you want?"

Mo Daosang felt his robe being blown by a gust of wind, and saw the man jumping down from the mountain wall, shaking his robe after landing, his face with sword eyebrows and starry eyes was full of indifference.

Following his sound, the disciples who were still on duty at the Jianmen in various places jumped up and gathered behind him, each of them looked as if they were facing a big enemy and were at a loss.

Mo Daosang laughed lightly. After all, these disciples probably still thought that he should be locked in a forbidden area without knowing the sun and the moon. Seeing the young boy who took him across the mountain path looked at him in shock, he silently said his sin, and said indifferently: "I'm here to find Lingyi, I don't want to argue with you, where are you two young masters?"

"Don't be a thief." The man was also afraid of his reputation at all. Mo Daosang felt that it is not uncommon to have such courage these days. Either a real master or a lunatic, but how could he have no impression of it at all? , Mo Daosang was thinking about it, when he saw the man go on to say, "Second Young Master, you can see him as soon as you say you see him."

That's right, with such a temper, do you have to prevent him from coming up directly and find him desperately to die by the way?

"That's not necessarily the case." Mo Daosang's smile didn't change but made him even more angry for no reason. "Can't you disturb him like this? I won't rush in, but as long as Lingyi listens to me Come, you will definitely come out to find me."

Everyone had an inexplicable feeling in their hearts at the same time, which was a bit indescribable. They always felt that the leader of the Demon Cult was a little different from the rumors.

The man realized that he was about to hold his sword and fight Mo Daosang to the death. As expected of a member of the Demon Cult, he was so shameless. Seeing that he was so angry that the sword was out of its scabbard an inch, the people around him hurriedly stopped him.

A little disciple behind him tugged at the man's sleeve almost in fear, and in exchange for the admiration and sympathy of the others, he seemed to have just realized what he had done, with disbelief and despair on his face, but also I could only bite the bullet and continue in a low voice: "Elder Jingjia, please be safe, the leader's order has not yet arrived."

In fact, he wanted to tell the elders not to die, the devil is a character that even the lord can't deal with, they don't have the same battle as the last time to kill the devil, but he didn't want to die so quickly, so he could only tactfully say remind.

Mo Daosang didn't expose him very much. He looked around and saw a large flat rock in the east corner, so he walked over and sat down. The disciples who formed a formation in the east took a few steps back carefully.

Xiao Yanzi only felt that the Master Host was talking too much, and it would be embarrassing if Master Zuo Dharma didn't come out. Although he knew it was impossible, there was always a chance.

In such a strange situation where one side was at war with swords and the other was calm and composed, not long after, two white figures rushed towards this side.

Mo Daosang looked at the two people who were indeed very similar, and then felt that he was too ignorant to not connect them together in the past.

Thinking about the prosperity of the journey along the way is exactly the scene of the Chinese New Year, but there is a bleak whiteness in front of it, I just feel that I seem to have come a little earlier.

It's time to finish this year anyway, what a mistake.

However, he was still thinking about it, and when he saw the person who was looking at him with terribly bright eyes after trying to suppress his joy, all complaints disappeared, he stood up and took a step forward, laughing loudly: "Lingyi, the old man is dead, I came down the mountain to find you."

He hadn't heard such a lively tone for many years. Wen Qionghua was in a daze, almost unable to tell what was today and what was. His vision gradually blurred, as if he saw the boy who made him laugh wearing an inappropriate black dress. , obviously disgusted, but his demeanor was still completely confident and high-spirited. He raised his head, smiled, and his small canine teeth were exposed. He said, "Lingyi, I came down the mountain to find you."

As if to make up for what he regretted most, he was completely unable to think.

The boy's eyes became worried, he touched the back of his neck in distress, and said to him from a distance: "Ling Yi, don't cry."

That person's figure continued to grow, and finally turned into a calm and reliable man who was extremely trustworthy. Only then did Wen Qionghua feel sore eyes, tentacles, and cold cheeks.

But he didn't care at all, he was surrounded by so many fellow students, almost all of them were his juniors, a man of manners like him would take care of himself when he went out, but now he just said like a wayward child: " I have been waiting for you for a long time, but you have never come."

But he didn't actually wait for him, even Xiao Yanzi, who knew about the past between them, didn't understand.

Mo Daosang answered his words very naturally: "No way, I didn't expect it would take so long to get rid of the old man's control."

Wen Qionghua cried even harder.

Mo Daosang was also distressed and helpless, Ling Yi couldn't think about things now, so he stepped forward directly, and ran towards Mingchun stream after kidnapping someone.

The people in Mingchunjian, who were still lamenting the great drama, immediately panicked, and hurried to chase after them, but found the owner of the stream who had been standing there as silent as a rock on a mountain wall, and immediately fell down in shock.

Chu Youning didn't even raise his eyelids, and called them up: "This matter must not be spread, let's go." His voice stopped, and he said, "Jingjia, follow me."

Jing Jia, who didn't seem to be paying attention to anyone, bowed respectfully and said: "Yes."

Afterwards Mingchunjian obviously had such a big incident, but it was taken over so lightly and skillfully, and even because Mingchunjian was too remote, there was no news about it elsewhere.

It was as if it was really just an old friend who was welcomed into the stream by their master and second son.

It's simple, the little disciples who were present that day were very itchy in their hearts, but they still had to keep their mouths tight and dare not spread a word.

Could hardly sleep well.

But Mo Daosang took Wen Qionghua away from the crowded place, and it took him a while to take Wen Qionghua like this, Wen Qionghua finally woke up, feeling that the two of them are too intimate now, he was embarrassed for a long time before opening his mouth : "Junhui, let me go."

It's just that the voice is low and hoarse, which makes people want to be bullied.

Mo Daosang did exactly that, he leaned closer to Wen Qionghua's ear: "Could it be that Ling Yi forgot that when your old injury relapsed, I was the one who watched you sleep every day. I never saw you get annoyed before, but now Why are you so shy?"

Wen Qionghua kind of missed that Junhui who was eroded by the magic power, at least after that, this person didn't shame him so much anymore.

Angrily breaking away from him, Wen Qionghua stepped back a few steps with a cold face before speaking again: "Speak as you speak, don't do this."

"Lingyi, tell me, what's wrong with me? I obviously don't want Lingyi to lose face, or I'm not the one who suffers?"

As he said this, Wen Qionghua seemed to realize something, his pupils widened slightly: "Junhui, do you remember?"

"Yeah, the bad grass is quite effective. My memory has recovered." Mo Daosang began to lie without moving his eyes, "You see, I came to you as soon as I recovered, but what about you, Ling Yi, It really hurt me so much."

Wen Qionghua's face flushed slightly: "I just don't want to trouble you," then her voice became lower, "I don't want to leave either."

As soon as these words came out, even Wen Qionghua himself was frightened. It was as if he blurted out his words out of control in his pale face. Sang changed the subject as if she didn't hear it: "Ling Yi, where do you live?"

Wen Qionghua breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help being a little disappointed, and then looked at him puzzled, as if asking him why he asked this.

"Go to Lingyi's place, let's sit down and let Lingyi explain to me what's going on?"

Although Wen Qionghua also agreed in his heart, but he really didn't want to talk to Mo Daosang to make him go too far, so he walked forward alone without saying a word.

Mo Daosang shrugged his shoulders and complained to Xiao Yanzi, and slowly followed with squinted eyes. His reaction to Lingyi was really interesting, and he couldn't help but look forward to his future days in Mingchunjian.

Followed Wen Qionghua on the water corridor for a long time, and then walked on the land for a while, seeing them going further and further away, Mo Daosang was already very puzzled, and even got on the boat at last.

Mo Daosang looked at the small island with no one in the center of the lake in front of him, wondering if his left envoy had been squeezed out, otherwise how could he end up living in such a place? So people who like this kind of place.

Wen Qionghua seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. Standing on the bow of the boat and rowing the boat, she turned around and said, "Mingchunjian is accompanied by snow and snow, Yuxiaochun Pavilion, Chongchun Tower, Fuchun Island, Luochun Cliff, etc. The place is the most pleasing to the eye, this island is Fuchun Island, and the day just arrived, my elder brother specially allocated it to me to live in, others can't ask for it."

Sitting in the center of the boat, Mo Daosang looked directly at the tall and slender man who seemed to be following a burst of fresh air. He felt refreshed with the light of the water and the sky. Seeing that expression, he almost said that the scene did not make you feel happy. It looks good.

Wen Qionghua turned her head dodgingly.

Under that calm face, only he knew how fast his heart was beating.

Junhui is really, really foul.

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