The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

The guards outside the Chengze Hall changed round after round, and even Lin Wentian's wounds were healed. He went to see him a few times, but still no one inside came out.

Originally, he thought that Mo Daosang would recover after a period of time as usual, but the current situation made Lin Wentian panicked.

No, he just just now... This person must not just die for no reason like this.

What is he thinking, Mo Daosang has done a lot of evil and trampled on other people's feelings at will, such a person, he should behead him himself to comfort the common people.

But no matter how he struggled, he couldn't do anything at the moment.

Because there seemed to be some power around that palace, no one could break through it at all, and it was at this moment that Lin Wencai finally understood how huge the gap between the two was.

He was attracted by his strength, but also because of such strength, he couldn't even take a step closer to him.

Xiao Yanzi didn't think as much as Lin Wentian did, but their anxiety was the same. After all, his heart was bleeding when he saw the once formidable Lord Host look weak. A body, it is estimated that it has been lying on the window to look out.

And Mo Daosang has already lay down in order to preserve his strength, and he is making fun of the small system in his head. To be honest, he has not experienced the feeling of being hungry for a long time. Some couldn't bear it: "Xiao Yanzi, why don't you say that Mo Daosang doesn't have the habit of wearing ornaments? Really, food storage things like mustard bags have to be put in the closed place by others. Could it be that he can't feel it?" hungry?"

"Master host." Xiao Yanzi wanted to cry again.

"Stop, little Yanzi, I'm not in the mood to listen to you howl now," Mo Daosang sighed at this point, "Okay, I'm too greedy, I want to get two people for one thing, but Ling Yi Over there, he was hurt a little bit last time, I'm afraid it's not easy to coax him if he doesn't pretend to be pitiful."

Xiao Yanzi has a saying that is really difficult to explain clearly, that is, since the host knew that it was not easy to coax, why bother to be so cruel at the beginning, he thought about it, and changed to a more practical question: "Master host, you said that Guardian Zuo has returned. Why don't you come here?"

Mo Daosang seemed to have guessed something a long time ago, and he raised his brows in a particularly sinister manner. He said, "Because some people don't want him to come."

Xiao Yanzi immediately thought of the white-toothed right protector, trembling, and continued to ask: "Then what should we do, Master Host, should we just wait like this?"

"Don't worry, it's coming soon."

Although he still wanted to ask, he stopped knowingly when he saw that the host had closed his eyes, he should bear with it and let the host rest well, he will know sooner or later.

Indeed, Wen Qionghua had already returned from Qiantou Mountain at this time.

When Lin Wentian was at a loss.

Lin Wentian has never had such complicated emotions towards his companion for many years like now. It is true that he can sit in this seat for so many years and always maintain a peaceful mind. He appreciates it. After all, he can't do this. But when it comes to the fetters with the leader, he is jealous.

He can save him, in order to reduce the number of people who have been harmed by the devil, but he really doesn't want to rely on this person to bring Mo Daosang out.

If it was this person who went in, he didn't even know whether he should expect the leader to come out.

So without considering the result, Lin Wentian sent people to guard everyone who witnessed everything that night, and at the same time, quickly created the illusion that the leader was retreating.

Then he said to the attendant beside him: "Han Fei, please go over to the mansion after the Dharma protector Zuo recuperates."

In this regard, although Mo Daosang was expected, he silently made a note of Lin Wentian's memory of how hungry he was.

Prepare to calculate this account slowly later.

Lin Wentian still doesn't know the consequences of his decision. At this moment, he is rushing to destroy some key points of the few things he has handled one by one. Wei was taken out, and after confirming that these were enough to drag Wen Qionghua for several days, he finally stopped.

On the other hand, when Wen Qionghua returned to the mountain, he wanted to meet the leader as soon as possible, but was told by the people below that Mo Daosang had already retreated, and at the same time, the right protector had something to ask.

So he had no choice but to explain the matter to Song Siqi, who was familiar with him, and sent him to the waters to inspect and rectify it. As for the reputation of the Demon Sect, he didn't care, but it didn't make sense because he would be counted by the righteous way, so he had to explain it over there.

The way of explanation is also worth considering.

Wen Qionghua's clothes were dusty at the moment, and her hair was a little disheveled, so she put Lu Lu down and went to the bedroom to freshen up.

After he came out, he tied up his wet hair with a hair crown that he almost never wore, and when his whole face was exposed, he looked even more jade-like, handsome and handsome.

Then he set off to walk towards the yard where Lin Wentian lived, paused when he passed the grass, and then left the yard with his usual expression.

It was as if the moment just now was just an illusion.

The place where the two lived was still some distance away, but he ran into the right guardian who came up to him not long after he left.

After some greetings, the two entered the house together.

The door is closed, and no one knows what happened inside.

It wasn't until the sky gradually darkened that the door was pushed open again, and the tired-looking Zuo Guardian was sent out by Lin Wentian.

"Thank you Zuo Shi today. I will order someone to deliver the rest of the case books later. I, a rough man, will be responsible for the recent on-duty duties. Zuo Shi can only take care of things in peace. If you are troublesome, please ask Zuo Shi Take care."

"The right envoy doesn't have to care about the responsibility, but I'm wondering why the leader has just left the retreat not long ago, so why did he retreat again within a few days."

"What the leader thinks, how can we as subordinates understand it?"

Wen Qionghua then straightened his expression: "I would like to ask you a question, please tell the right envoy truthfully."

Lin Wentian squinted his eyes and flashed a hint of doubt, but his face was sincere: "I will tell you everything I know."

"I don't know what kind of attitude the right envoy has towards the restored leader."

"What embarrassing things do I have to ask as the left envoy? The leader is in charge of the Demon Cult. No matter what, I must be loyal to you."

Wen Qionghua didn't want to hear such an answer at all, but she didn't delve into it, so she said: "I'll go back now, I hope you will remember what I said today."

"Of course, without the leader, how will the Devil's Cult gain a foothold?"

The two greeted each other, and then parted.

It's just their faces, after others can't see them, there is an incomprehensible expression.

At the same time, in the remote hall.

Mo Daosang has even complained about Wen Qionghua, it's really useless, he hasn't come yet at this time, fortunately he still wants to care about Xiao Yanzi and abuse him lightly, didn't he find the sword spike he dropped? ?But he will definitely pass by that position.

"I knew it earlier, so I brought the cakes on the table. I don't care if he will be suspicious. I really regret it."

Faced with such a complaining host, Xiao Yanzi did not intercede greatly for his left protector.

The dedication of the host is really touching. Just now, a few guards on duty secretly roasted a fat and tender old hen outside, and the host clearly squeezed the handrail. A piece of it was broken, but it was still strong and did not rush out.

Of course, Xiao Yanzi felt that he could not raise this issue with the host.

In the end, Mo Daosang had already decided that if Wen Qionghua didn't come tonight, he would change his plan and rush out, eat his fill first, and then beat up those two guys one by one.

Started to take the route of torturing the body first and then torturing the heart. If you don't accept it, beat it and then beat it until you are obedient.

Little Yanzi was a little worried about whether his host was going crazy from hunger or not, and his sanity was not clear.

Fortunately, all this finally came to an end tonight. When Xiao Yanzi noticed that there was a peaceful atmosphere outside, he immediately jumped up in surprise: "My lord host, the left protector is here, hold on, and play the role." You can eat after one play."

At this time, Mo Daosang was calmer than Xiao Yanzi, sitting up straight with his back in a posture ready to go, he didn't look like a person who was so hungry that he had no energy: "There are still people following, and then Wait a minute."

Xiao Yanzi was dumbfounded.

Sure enough, when Wen Qionghua avoided the guards and landed at the back of the hall, behind him, Lin Wentian also showed his figure.

Lin Wentian's white hood was taken off by him, so Zhang Yang's hair fell down. He said, "It's really a pleasure for Zuo Envoy to travel late at night."

Wen Qionghua was still smiling and gentle: "No one is more loyal than the right envoys, no one can match."

"It is my duty to protect the leader."

"The right envoy, can you ask your subordinates to step aside and let me enter Chengze Hall."

"It's more serious, what's the important thing for the left envoy, how about letting the subordinates do it for you?"

"Insignificant matters, I will solve them by myself."

"It's hard for the left envoy. The leader chose to retreat here because he has imposed a restriction here. A group of people are not allowed to enter. It's really not what I shouldn't."

"The envoy of the right may not be aware of this. I was out of the country and was summoned by the leader. I think that the leader will meet with me."

Lin Wentian smiled as usual, but the outstretched hand was a little stiff: "That would be rude, Zuo Shi, please."

"Thank you in advance."

Under the watchful eyes of the person behind him, as if he would immediately attack him if he couldn't get in, even Wen Qionghua was always well-mannered, but he was a little annoyed, but this annoyance was actually more aimed at himself.

It is true that he has said too much, thinking that he is more than twenty years old, but he still talks like a young boy to argue with others, it is really funny.

What he relied on was just the tattered tassel of sword in his arms, hoping that Junhui, who had lost his mind, would tolerate the familiar aura and let him in.

As he got closer to the main hall, his fingers tucked into his sleeves became paler and paler. In such an anxious state of mind, he couldn't even think of what to do if he couldn't get in.

The admonition he received since he was a child was to make decisions before acting, to think twice before acting, and then to face the turbulent intrigues in the Devil's Cult. He had never experienced such a lack of confidence before, and this time, his mind was completely blank .

Facing the threshold of the main hall, Wen Qionghua raised his foot, he couldn't remember what he was thinking in a short time, when his foot landed on the ground, he moved forward almost numbly.

After Wen Qionghua's white clothes disappeared outside the hall, Lin Wentian almost laughed at himself.

Then when the frightened guards asked, he simply withdrew all the guards and left.

With Wen Qionghua here, that's enough, he still waits for these things by himself.

It doesn't matter what the hell he was thinking.

Wen Qionghua didn't realize that he had really come in until his front was completely filled with the tall gilt dragon wall, and then he lowered his gaze, and looked into a pair of red eyes that were staring at him firmly.

The owner of the eyes is tough, as if every inch of the senses in his body is on alert, and what he is on alert is everything he can touch, everything.

But he also found that he was weak to a certain extent and trembling under the strong disguise. It was so obvious that he had no strength at all, and he couldn't hide it no matter how hard he tried.

And that mouth...

At this moment, Modausang is unconscious, like a small animal locked up in fear, baring its teeth and claws, but it has no deterrent effect at all.

So he smiled, stretched out his hand to him, and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to pick you up."