Our leader can't be so funny

The white gauze was blown all over the sky, and Feng Ling was sleeping peacefully on the cold big bed, fragile and distorted.

Ye Fuyi trembled uncontrollably, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked Feng Ling's cheek, awed and careful, as if treating his own god.

"Ling'er..." A murmur escaped from his throat, thinking of his own heartlessness that day, and the desperate expression he and Feng Ling had lying in a pool of blood, Ye Fuyi couldn't bear it any longer, knelt down beside his bed, crying flow all over the face.

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Ye Fuyi walked out of the main hall, and the left and right guardians and a group of elders who were waiting outside went up to greet him, and asked eagerly, "How is the situation of the leader?"

Ye Fuyi lowered his eyelids, and said: "He hasn't woken up yet, so don't bother him. I gave him medicine, and he'll be fine after a night of sleep."

"Doctor Ye, please stay by the leader's side until the leader wakes up." The right guardian stood in front of him, preventing him from leaving.

Ye Fuyi glanced at him lightly, and said in a low voice: "Please don't worry, Ling'er will wake up in two days, and there are still some important matters to be dealt with in Peach Blossom Valley, so Ye will come back as soon as he goes. Anyway, this time I won't Let go of the feather again."

The right protector wanted to stop him, but the left protector pulled him over and clasped his fists at Ye Fuyi: "Forgive me for being abrupt, I don't know what is the important matter, if it is convenient, I am willing to help."

"Clean up the door." Ye Fuyi said these four words indifferently.

The wind is faint, and the grass is overgrown.

A young man in red on the edge of Heartbroken Cliff stood alone against the wind, tearing up the appointment letter in his hand with a smile, and throwing it into the wind.In an instant, countless flying pieces of paper, like lost butterflies, were swept off the cliff by the wind.

The boy let out a hehe laugh.

Ye Fuyi stood not far away, watching him silently.

The young man turned around, looked at him obsessively, and said softly: "Brother, you are finally here. Look at how well I treat you. Every time I meet you, I will come early and wait for you."

Ye Fuyi raised the cold sword in his hand, pointed at him, and called out in a deep voice, "Ye Shaoqin!"

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and said with a complex expression: "It's been a long time since you called me by my name. You used to call me Qin'er. Even if you found out that Master died because of me, you just called me angrily. Chin'er."

"Enough!" Ye Fuyi cut off his words, "I will take your life today, and from now on, all grievances and grievances between you and me will be wiped out."

The young man laughed: "A write-off? You say a write-off is a write-off? Brother, brother, you are still as naive as before. Do you remember how well you treated me, you treated me even better than your own brother, Every time you look at me, there is tiresome tenderness in your eyes. If it weren't for this, how could I have misunderstood you, how could I shamelessly go to seduce you and be discovered by Master.

The master is really biased, obviously we are all his disciples, but he only taught you martial arts and medical skills, every day he just told me to read those useless books, for the sake of senior brother you and I endured it, but he actually wanted to chase after you. When I was a teacher, I couldn't bear it and poisoned him.You must never have imagined that you only taught me simple poison techniques. Why would I use such powerful poisons?Because I was originally the heir of the poison king, you all think I don’t remember, but I still remember that when I was very young, the poison king has already passed on all the skills to me, but you don’t know it . "

"Is it because of this that you killed Master?" Ye Fuyi looked at him like he was looking at a poisonous snake.

The young man just laughed, and his smile became more and more smug: "I will treat the person who treats me well, and I will not let the person who betrayed me be easy."

"Then what about those innocent villagers in Luojia Village? They have no grievances against you, how could you do it?"

"Yeah, I was discovered by you." Ye Shaoqin pretended to be surprised, "However, brother, you are so heartless. I saw you chasing and killing the young leader that day. At that time, I stood in the crowd and looked at you. The sword stabbed again and again, no matter what, they have been slept by you, and you are not soft with a single sword, not to mention the young leader, even I feel chills when I look at it."

Ye Fuyi's face turned ashen, remembering that it was this sword that stabbed Feng Ling that day, his wrist trembled, and he almost missed holding it.

Ye Shaoqin looked at him mockingly: "The words outside the Peach Blossom Valley are left by me. I wrote them with my left hand. After you abolished my right hand meridian, I have been writing with my left hand. I used to be I wanted to leave it to you in my own name, but after thinking about it, I changed my mind. I wanted to see what you would do if that person did something you were unhappy with. The result really did not disappoint me, Brother, brother, you are still the same as before. Do you know what I saw before I burned the medical house? The letter left by the leader, who asked you to meet in Luoyang City on Qixi Festival, I burned his letter together with the medical house Damn that stupid dog actually wanted to pounce on me and bite me, so I slapped it, senior brother, you should really thank me for being lenient and not poisoning it to death."

"As expected, you did all of this. I misunderstood Ling'er. Ye Shaoqin, you deserve to die!" Ye Fuyi suddenly realized, his heart ached, and he stabbed at Ye Shaoqin with his sword.

Ye Shaoqin's complexion changed slightly, and he raised his hand and waved out a handful of medicine powder.He couldn't compare to Ye Fuyi in martial arts, but he was not inferior to Ye Fuyi in terms of using poison. Unexpectedly, Ye Fuyi didn't care about the poison powder at all, and stabbed at him with a sword.

Feeling cold in his heart, Ye Shaoqin lowered his head, saw the tip of the sword sinking into his chest, raised his head, and smiled palely at Ye Fuyi: "Senior brother, you are so heartless."

Raising his hand to hold the blade, he struggled hard.

Ye Fuyi couldn't help letting go of his hand.

Ye Shaoqin fell to the cliff behind him with his sword in hand.

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Ye Fuyi rushed over, only to be greeted by the howling wind, only in time to see Ye Shaoqin's figure turned into a small dot, and disappeared in an instant.

Ye Shaoqin is the son of the Poison King of Southern Xinjiang. Back then, the Poison King was hunted down and died outside the Peach Blossom Valley. Seeing Ye Shaoqin was young, the medical sage fed him a little Menghunsan and took him as an apprentice. After all, the child was too young, and Menghun The amount scattered is not very large, and the acupoints are not sealed with gold needles.

Unexpectedly, something happened.

Because he was concerned about his identity, the medical sage never taught him martial arts in person, but only told him to read books. There were words spoken by the sage in the book, hoping to purify his mind and help him get on the right track.

Ye Fuyi was also very happy when the medical sage brought the little child back. In order not to make the boy feel lonely, the medical sage let him take Ye Fuyi's surname. Since then, Ye Fuyi has treated him like his own brother. , ate and slept with him, grew up together, and even taught him some simple martial arts and poison techniques to make him happy.

Ye Fuyi remembered what Ye Shaoqin said, senior brother, you are so heartless.Did he think the same way when he killed Ling'er that day?He thought of Feng Ling's desolate and desperate eyes, as if a hole had been opened in his heart, and countless cold winds rushed in.

The martial arts leader's injuries have completely healed, he sighed: "After all, he is old, no more than a young man."

Ye Fuyi sent him down the mountain, the old man turned his head to look at him, his expression changed suddenly, and he said, "Young man, are you interested in being the old man's apprentice? In the future, when the old man retires, you will be the leader of the martial arts alliance."

"Senior was joking, Ye Mou's heart is too small, I'm afraid it won't be able to handle this world."

"Forget it, young man, think again. By the way, this should be yours." The martial arts leader handed him a scroll of bamboo slips.

Ye Fuyi was taken aback.The bamboo slip was indeed his, but he thought it had been burned with the medical hut, but he didn't expect it to appear here.

It must have been left by Feng Ling. He saw the content in the bamboo slips, so he misunderstood, so he left the book and left, taking advantage of Ye Shaoqin's loopholes.

There was nothing written on the bamboo slips, it just recorded the details of Ye Shaoqin's coming to Peach Blossom Valley.Ye Shaoqin who was in it misunderstood, and Feng Ling would naturally misunderstand too. Now that I think about it, that word, every stroke, every stroke, countless nights, was so gentle that it was ambiguous...

The martial arts leader was silent for a moment, and then said: "Actually, that young leader was standing outside that day."

Ye Fuyi: "???"

☆、Fanwai three years ago (7)

"He heard everything you said to me, and I could feel his displeasure, especially when your intercession was more effective than any drug in the world. Young man, when you said that The eyes clearly told me that what you said was all lies, you liked that young leader very much, you liked it very much, but the young leader couldn't see, and then he left angrily."

Ye Fuyi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The martial arts leader sighed: "I, an old guy, don't understand the feelings of you young people more and more. Forget it, the future world belongs to you, so I won't get involved. If you are willing to be my apprentice , I can pass on all my life's skills to you, and then you will be number one in the world."

"Thank you for your kindness, senior. It's just that Mr. Ye still has some matters that have not been resolved. After Mr. Ye has dealt with these matters, I will reply to senior."

"Okay, if you figure it out, go to the Wulin League to find the old man." The leader of the Wulin League patted him on the shoulder.

Ye Fuyi never thought that meeting Feng Ling again would be in such a situation.

There was a table of thin wine on the moon-watching platform, and the man was dressed in white just like on Qixi Festival. He looked sick and thin, lying lazily on the low couch, his black hair fluttering in the wind.

The moon-watching platform was built between the cliffs, and there was the sound of gurgling water under the white jade railing. Seeing Ye Fuyi approaching, he stood up, leaned against the railing, and looked at him with half-opened eyes.

Ye Fuyi frowned seeing him brazenly blowing the wind.Without waiting for him to speak, Feng Ling picked up the wine cup in front of her: "You and I will have a drink first."

He drank it in one gulp, but accidentally choked and coughed again and again.

Ye Fuyi wanted to walk over, but he stopped him with fierce eyes: "Don't come over, if you come over again, I'll jump from here."

Feng Ling ruthlessly threw the cup in her hand off the cliff, climbed up the white jade railing, and sat obliquely on it.The wind was blowing from the opposite side, and his body was shaking, as if he was about to fall at any time.

His palm was wrapped with snow-white gauze, because of his movements, the wound oozes blood again, staining the gauze red, the bright red trace is comparable to the most powerful weapon in the world, piercing Ye Fuyi's heart with thousands of wounds Hundred holes.

The bloody hole in his palm was pierced by Ye Fuyi, the ruthless and fatal sword pierced there that day, if Feng Ling hadn't raised his hand to hold the blade at that time, a bloody hole would have been stabbed in his throat.

"Ling'er." Ye Fuyi's eyes trembled, but he didn't dare to move again, with a coaxing tone, "Hey, don't move around, hold on tight, I won't go over."

"Drink." Feng Ling glanced at the wine cup on the opposite side.

Ye Fuyi didn't say a word, walked over to grab the wine cup and drank it down in one gulp, as long as Feng Ling said, even if the cup was full of intestinal poison/medicine at the moment, he wouldn't even frown.

The wine is good wine, but at the moment he can't taste the slightest taste.

Feng Ling stared at him closely: "Ye Fuyi, I just want to ask you one thing, if you tell a lie, I will jump down from here immediately."

"Okay, you ask."

"If I really killed the villagers of Luojia Village that day, would you kill me?"

Ye Fuyi fell silent.

"Answer me." Feng Ling moved slightly, her voice shrill.

"Yes." Ye Fuyi lowered his eyelids, and replied quickly, with continuous pain pouring out from the bottom of his heart.He knew that no matter what he said or did now, he would not be able to make up for the damage he had caused.

Feng Ling's body swayed, and she almost didn't fall, but Ye Fuyi was terrified when she saw it.

"Well, then, the next question. Is the legend about Menghun San true?"

Ye Fuyi raised his head in shock, his face pale.

"Is it true?" Feng Ling repeated in a cold voice.

"...It's true." Ye Fuyi's voice was dry and hoarse, and he looked at him sadly.

"I want the dream to disperse."

"Ling'er, give me another chance, and I will make it up to you." Ye Fuyi said almost beggingly.

"Make up for it?" Feng Ling smiled, looking at him with a bit of sadness, "How do you plan to make up for it? Let me stab you so many swords? Abandoned nearly half of your skill?" He yanked his chest open The hem of his clothes exposed the mottled sword marks in front of his eyes. Not a single part of his body was intact, and the frozen scars meandered, as if dividing his whole body into tens of thousands of pieces.

Ye Fuyi's eyes were suffocated.

Feng Ling turned her head, looked at the opposite cliff with erratic eyes, and said in a soft voice, "Ye Fuyi, please let me go?"

"Why?" Ye Fuyi was unwilling, "I will do whatever you want me to do."

"Let me tell you this, I have severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I can't tolerate any flaws in my relationship. If someone likes me, he must like me wholeheartedly, only believe in me, and only have me in his eyes. Of course, If I like someone, I will naturally only care about him. Even if the whole world is against him, I will stand by his side, live with him, and die with him. Unfortunately, Ye Fuyi, you can't do these things "Feng Ling hugged her knees, and flicked the gauze in her hand boredly, "Forgive you, act like nothing happened, I can't do it, I don't like you, act like you never existed, I can't do it either Now, the me now seems to be split into two souls every day, I'm going crazy! Ye Fuyi, do you understand this feeling? If you can't do it, don't provoke me again!"

Feng Ling raised her head and stared at him fiercely: "When I close my eyes, I will think of how you stabbed me with sword after sword in Luoyang City that day, and how cruel and ruthless the expression on your face is. His eyes flashed before my eyes again and again, telling me, you wish I could die..."

"Ling'er..."

"I'm dying." Feng Ling looked at him sadly with her pale lips trembling, "I'm about to be forced to death by those memories, Ye Fuyi, please let me go, okay?"

"Stop it, Ling'er!" Ye Fuyi roared violently, looking at him in despair, suddenly, he closed his eyes, with a pale expression on his face, "...I promise you, whatever you want, I I promise you all."

Feng Ling finally showed a relieved expression.

To block the memory, in addition to taking Menghunsan, three golden needles need to be pierced into Yuzhen, Lingtai and Baihui points.Ye Fuyi never thought that one day he would feed his lover Menghunsan with his own hands. He put Feng Ling on the bed and took out three golden needles.

Feng Ling hadn't fallen asleep yet, she opened her eyes and glanced at the golden needle, there seemed to be a shivering light in her eyes.

Ye Fuyi keenly caught this ray of light, couldn't help but grabbed his shoulders, and said in an almost pleading tone: "Ling'er, it's too late to regret it now."

Feng Ling looked at him indifferently, pursed her lips: "Continue."

Ye Fuyi's wrist trembled.

The drowsiness became more and more intense, Feng Ling couldn't control it anymore, and fell into the deep darkness.

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A bleak wind blows in from outside the hall, blowing the white gauze inside the house flying.Ye Fuyi stood in the center of the hall, looked at Feng Ling on the bed, and felt in a trance that it was a drifting boat carrying his beloved, no matter how hard he chased it, he would never reach the other shore.

He had already lost his way.

Feng Ling is right, there is no way to restore the relationship between them, just like some priceless porcelain, once broken, it will be broken, no matter how precious it is, there is no way to put it back together completely.

Perhaps, forgetting is the most correct choice, but it's a pity that he can't be as chic as Feng Ling. From now on, let him bear those sweet or painful memories alone. This is the best punishment , after hurting Feng Ling.

Taking a deep look at Feng Ling, he suddenly turned around in a hurry, and ran out of the hall as if fleeing, he was afraid that if he hesitated a little, he would be reluctant, reluctant to leave, reluctant to let go.

Ling'er, after this farewell, we will meet indefinitely.

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After Ye Fuyi returned to the medical hut, he packed up his things, settled the unattended children and old people in the village, carried a burden on his back, carried a sword, and led Da Dai out of Peach Blossom Valley, towards the direction of the Martial Arts League. go.

Before leaving, he looked back at this place that carried many memories of him and Feng Ling.

Peach Blossom Valley, I won't come back easily in the future...

If you can't wait by his side, then let him change another way to protect his Ling'er.

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Seven days later, the leader of the Demon Cult, who had been sleeping for many days, woke up from his sleep and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Ruan Xiaomu was sleeping next to him, but was startled by his movement. She raised her head, glanced at Feng Ling, and opened her mouth slightly: "Master, you're awake! Master, you're finally awake! Great! Master! Just wait, I'll go find Guardian You and the others right away."

Ruan Xiaomu ran out quickly, leaving Feng Ling alone on the bed rubbing her head with a distressed expression on her face.

"Headache..." Feng Ling groaned, "I seem to have forgotten something important... No, I... I seem to be the protagonist in a book..."

Countless lights, shadows and fragments flashed through her mind, Feng Ling was eager to grab something, but couldn't grab anything.

When Ruan Xiaomu led You Guardian and others in, Feng Ling had already returned to normal, but she leaned on the bed with a shocked expression and murmured: "I remember, I am the protagonist in the book, my character set It must be stupid, cute, violent and obsessive-compulsive, I must be a Virgo, there should be a male protagonist in the plot setting, he is the leader of the martial arts, I want to steam buns with him, by the way, where is the leader of the martial arts?"

Feng Ling raised her head and asked the right protector.

The right protector was startled: "Master, do you remember?"

Feng Ling also had a horrified look on her face: "How do you all know that you are a character in the book? Isn't this the golden finger given to me by the author?"

Right protector: "???"

Ruan Xiaomu scratched his head: "The leader won't be out of his mind, right?"

"Calculating the time, the plot should start. At this time, the leader of the martial arts should lead heroes to attack the Demon Cult. Should I prepare something..."

"Master." Right Protector interrupted Feng Ling's muttering, reminding him, "Now the Martial Arts League can't take care of the Divine Sect."

Feng Ling raised her head.

"Two days ago, the leader of the martial arts alliance suddenly announced his resignation, and his successor was his new apprentice, the owner of Peach Blossom Valley. The martial arts alliance will be busy with the succession of the new leader in the past few days, so there should be no time to attack us. "Guard Right tried to make his expression not look so crazy.

Their leader seemed to have become stupid after sleeping, that Ye Fuyi wouldn't take the opportunity to feed their leader something that shouldn't be fed.

"Oh, that's it..." Feng Ling rubbed her chin, "Then wait a little longer, don't worry, the plot will be developed slowly, as long as it doesn't collapse."

Right protector: "..."

"I'm hungry." Feng Ling raised her head and said.

"Master, I'll serve you a meal." Ruan Xiaomu ran away.

"Master, this subordinate will wait for you to wash up." The Right Protector helped Feng Ling get off the bed.

After lying on the bed for many days, her body was still a little weak. When Feng Ling staggered past the mirror, she casually glanced inside and was suddenly stunned.

Right protector: "???"

"Where is my cinnabar mole!" Feng Ling was terrified. He remembered that, as the most important protagonist in the novel, his character set clearly stated that there was a cinnabar mole at the end of his eye, which was a very important symbol.

Guardian Right has complex eyes, and I don't know how to tell him that it is not a cinnabar mole at all, but a red imprint. Anyone who has practiced the martial arts recorded in the Shenyue Order will have such an imprint at the end of his eyes. On this day, the imprint will disappear. Of course, if another thing happens, the imprint will also disappear, that is, the loss of virginity.

The leader's situation obviously means that he has lost his body to Ye Fuyi, but at this moment he has forgotten about Ye Fuyi, so the Right Protector doesn't know how to explain it.

The leader didn't seem to care about these things, he just stood in front of the mirror, picked up a pen and dipped some cinnabar, tapped another one at the end of his eyes, and smiled at the right protector: "It's back like this, it's perfect. "

Right protector: "..."

Inside the Martial Arts League, wine and wine were exchanged, and the guests chatted happily, but Ye Fuyi had lost his mind.A bluish-white moon hung in the long sky, Ye Fuyi got up, supported his forehead, and pretended to be drunk.Someone wanted to come to help him, but he pushed him away.

The lanterns on the promenade swayed, and the night wind rushed towards him.Ye Fuyi suddenly stopped and looked at a peach tree in the courtyard, but it was already past the season of flowering and fruiting, so it looked a little withered.

He thought of Feng Ling standing under the peach blossom tree.

From now on, the world will be separated. He is the leader of the martial arts alliance, protecting the safety of the world. He is the leader of the demon sect, domineering and domineering.It's just that he protected the world, but in fact he just wanted to protect one person.

Since you can't stay by that person's side all the time, then use this method to protect his Ling'er.As long as Ye Fuyi is in power for one day, Fengyue Sect will last forever.