The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

Hearing these words, Mo Daosang couldn't help looking at Lin Wentian. Looking at the situation, it seemed that the person in front of him knew some things long ago, but he still didn't know how his envoy dealt with them before.

Lin Wentian was so calm in the silence, he straightened his back slowly, looked up at his father, and said: "Father once warned me that a gentleman is as good as he is, and I have already received the punishment. Abide by your agreement and stop interfering with my decision."

Answering that Lin Wentian was thrown over again with a writing brush, this time he must have been furious, and the thing no longer avoids his face and smashed it straight down, the tip of the pen fell from his forehead and brushed his eyes. The tail was so shocking that he could only close his eyes, and then splashed a somewhat embarrassing ink dot on his face.

It's just that against his face, it looks more like the jagged rocks in an ink painting for no reason.

Then he actually stopped pleading, and only said calmly: "Father, please consider it seriously, this matter is not harmful to An Lu."

"You, you, you, you are going to piss me off." Lin Lixin pointed at him with trembling fingers, but when he looked into Lin Wentian's eyes without any fear, he seemed to see the girl who was there when he was a child again. The child who practiced swords in the snow and even forgot to eat, he already knew that he had such a temperament, and for a moment he just sat down on the seat behind him, his face was empty, but when he looked closely, he was full of regret.

During the stalemate, a gust of wind suddenly blew in from the door. Mo Daosang looked up and found a man with an extremely serious face but unexpectedly disheveled hair. Walking towards Lin Lixin, his demeanor was upright, as if this was not a family conflict but a serious meeting about the survival of the sect.

The person who came came to stand still, seeing Lin Wentian kneeling there looking really embarrassed, he frowned unconsciously, and shouted to the door: "What are you doing, bring a chair for the young master."

With such a calm but extremely convincing tone, one is really glad that the atmosphere here is no longer so stiff.

The little guard by the door also moved, and Lin Lixin shouted again: "Don't go."

The little guard who was so frightened that he still wanted to run could only stand back after hesitating for a while.

Then Lin Lixin actually sat up straighter, and the person who had been persuading him and the person who came last glanced at each other, revealing that they were all helpless.

"I'm thinking now, I really shouldn't have let you go undercover in the Devil's Cult." Lin Lixin's voice was calm, and only by listening carefully could he discover the emotion he was covering up.

"This matter has nothing to do with the father, it is the child's own decision, and the father does not need to blame himself."

Unexpectedly, just after Lin Wentian said this, Lin Lixin's tone became harsh: "You told me how can I not blame myself, how can I have the face to see your mother and Lie of the Lin family when you become like this? Ancestors."

Even Lin Wentian didn't know what to say anymore, after a while of silence, Lin Lixin sighed, and his voice finally sank: "Your cousin, you should remember that she liked you very much when she was young, and she also said no Mind if you are now..." It seemed that he had encountered something difficult to say, his lips parted and closed for a long time but did not say the following words, "She is willing to marry you, you are together, this Anlu will be handed over to you sooner or later, you... "

Lin Wentian suddenly interrupted him: "Father, I am in the Devil's Church and try my best to restrain my subordinates. I have done what I promised you, and please keep your promise. I don't want to get married."

This time, Lin Lixin, no matter how hard he tried to persuade himself to calm down and take his time, finally couldn't suppress his anger, and stood up while slapping the table: "I won't keep my promise today, An Lu, it's easy for you to come in, do you really think I can still leave?" With that said, his gaze slowly shifted to Mo Daosang who had been watching the play for so long.

Before Lin Wentian came here, he had thought of countless possibilities, but he never thought it would be this one. His father has always been the most committed person. Even if he risked his life back then, he never let anyone down. He really never thought it would become this step. .

I was a little confused at first, but seeing my father looking at Mo Daosang again, the anxiety in my heart became even heavier.

Mo Daosang saw that he could no longer just stay on the sidelines and pretend that he had nothing to do with himself. He met those two pairs of eyes that suddenly felt similar to him, smiled, and looked up at An Lu, the current master: "Master Lin But as you said, the right envoy is willing to hand over the medicine when he gets married?"

Although he didn't resent this man's attitude of being so arrogant and ignoring his son at all, but after thinking about it, this is the easiest way to make his son give up. He took a breath, suppressed all the anger, and actually laughed along with him: "My lord, I did."

Lin Wentian, who also had a premonition of something, stared at Mo Daosang, obviously wanting to rush forward to stop him with every nerve, but stood there motionless as if he had been frozen.

As long as the eye sockets gradually turned red.

Maybe he knew that he couldn't change any of Modasang's decisions.

So Mo Daosang looked down at Lin Wentian like this again, he didn't pay attention to some unclear thoughts in his heart, and then said: "It's really inappropriate to make father worry, I will marry you today. , would you like to?"

Lin Wentian didn't dodge or dodge, as if he wanted to see every expression of Mo Daosang. He was clearly focused on the above picture, but he still spoke clearly without any hesitation: "I don't want to."

"That's good." He just said it, and the others hadn't expected the reaction of Mo Daosang, when there was a dull knocking sound in the hall.

Looking over there again, you can see that Lin Wentian, who has been kneeling upright all this time, has fallen to the ground at some point, and he can't even struggle a bit even after falling, so he can't help but realize his identity as the devil again. At the same time, I was really afraid of what this demon would do if he went crazy.

Mo Daosang withdrew his hand, ignoring the eyes that were still staring at him, and said: "This deity has made a move, Lin Master, you can make some medicines."

Lin Lixin looked at Mo Daosang warily. He probed out his internal energy and found that Lin Wentian was only suppressed by his anger, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief. But when he asked the people around him to go out to get the medicine, he couldn't help but think, , he still doesn't want Ying Yang to have a chance to see this man.

This kind of person who gets hurt once, if he can't beat him, he will really go straight to it.

Turning his gaze, he said politely to Mo Daosang: "My son's wedding, Master Mo is willing to come and watch the ceremony."

This is the best way to make Ying Yang give up, although he really thinks that the sooner this person gets out, the better.

Mo Daosang looked at the brocade box handed over by the people around him, and when he opened it, he smelled a bitter smell of medicine. He probably thought that they would not lie, so he nodded and said, "This deity is not interested in these things, but the right envoy will not be able to Go back, and ask An Lu to bring a message to the Demon Sect."

Lin Wentian's vision was a little blurred, and he couldn't tell whether the familiar face in his impression was cold or gentle. Support couldn't help thinking of the thoughts in his heart when he first saw him.

In the beginning, he simply felt that he was really powerful and protected him, so he couldn't help but have a good impression of his overly handsome face. There were more and more things, and finally he knew what kind of person this little leader of the Demon Cult was. Although he was afraid, the longing and longing did not fade away at all. He thought, probably because of what he saw and the eyes of others. After all, it is different.

Although he has such a dangerous identity as an undercover agent, he also possesses all the forces of the righteous way behind him. When he found out that the original target had died in just a few days after joining the Demon Cult, Mo Dausang was his next prey. All connections and forces will be compiled into a net to catch him, bit by bit, to catch this person, and finally watch him struggle in the net until he loses all strength, that's how he can cover up his In fact, he didn't know much about his nature, so he disguised his indifferent expression because he only knew martial arts into a face that a demon guardian should have.

However, he did not expect that things would be so different from what he thought. Even though he repeatedly overestimated Modusang's force, it was still not what he should have been. It is impossible for Modaosang to take care of him, so he can only watch him enter the forbidden area of ​​Mingchunjian. Under his already cold appearance, he is full of bewilderment and helplessness. He even doesn't know what to do. up.

In that way, he ran over without hesitation the first time he heard the news from Mo Daosang, even though seeing Mo Daosang who didn't know him at all smiling at Wen Qionghua, he couldn't bear to want to he recalled.

But he was also a little obsessed with the most authentic actions that Mo Daosang, who had forgotten their past that could not be called tenderness, would show him occasionally.

During these days, new thoughts gradually arise in him through these contacts, that is, the person in front of him that he can't let go of no matter what, he wants to get him, and he doesn't want to worry about anything anymore.

But in the end he was defeated in his sadness.

To this day, he still doesn't understand why he let him go. During those cold nights, every time he thought of the warmth he once had in his arms, he felt more and more unbearable. I couldn't help but rush to Mingchunjian to report, but in the end I could only rely on wine to numb myself.

Although he was so paralyzed that he couldn't feel anything, he still remembered him, and remembered the decisive back when he left.

Is he happy to see Mo Daosang this time?It can't be denied at all, but he still can't laugh, he can do anything for him, but he doesn't dare to believe him anymore.

Even, like self-torture, wanting to know what he will do this time, so that he can kill his heart completely.

Such a person, he can't ask for it, can't force it, it's impossible to get it at all, so don't expect extravagantly, even if in the end, he can only have an empty shell named Modusang, it is much better than having nothing now.

This person has no heart at all.

His mind was in chaos, but he was still looking at Modasang, whose smile hadn't changed from beginning to end, until his body was dragged down, and that face became smaller and blurred, as if Consciousness follows.

In his mind, the countless obsessions finally became pitch black, and finally he didn't know anything at all.

On the other side, Mo Daosang looked at the closed gate in front of him after being sent to An Lu, and looked up at the guards on the wall that were ten times more numerous. He didn't know how many auras were concealed around him. He forgot for a while, and went out expressionlessly. Walk.

I was still thinking about the words of Xiao Yanzi just now in my mind: "Master host, do you really want to go back to save Master You? I, I just saw his expression and wanted to eat you, or let's go .”

Mo Daosang raised the box in his hand with a smile, and thought funnyly to the blue sky, did you eat him?Should it be said that he is his right envoy?As bold as ever.