Our leader has a special technique for chasing his wife

The fact that the leader went down the mountain did not alarm too many people. After all, the news of the leader’s illness cannot be spread. At present, only the top leaders of the Demon Cult know the inside story, and Guardian Zuo...

Presumably he was the last of these people to know.

Protector Zuo was driving the carriage under the scorching sun, feeling extremely wronged, why would he do such a thing!The reason is also very simple.

Protector You said that there is no shortage of people in the affairs of the church, and the illness of the leader cannot be known to more people, and the leader has enough ability to stir up the rivers and lakes, so that you will be nothing more than a servant who needs a command.

In this way, his majestic guardian of the sacred religion has become a labor force at the beck and call of the leader!

Humming and whimpering, he finally left the boundary of Qixuan Mountain, the sun was too strong, Guardian Zuo felt that his handsome face was going to be scorched, so he asked the leader who was resting in the carriage to rest for a while, and was rewarded by Mo Jiao very much Disgusted eyes.

Guardian Zuo: "...I'm very tired, and we'll be going to the next town soon, leader, please let me have a rest!"

The carriage stopped long ago, and the left guard covered his face like a dead dog lying on the carriage pedal.

Mo Jiao's expression darkened, "Are you going to the next town soon?"

Protector Zuo pretended to be wronged, "Yes..."

"Hurry up."

"...the leader..."

Mo Jiao said indifferently: "If you don't want to die..."

With a slap, the whip hit the horse's buttocks, and the horse started to gallop again. The left guard sat upright energetically, looking dedicated to his work, who knew what he was thinking.

"Don't worry, the leader, we can go to the next town before dark!"

Who doesn't know how powerful Mo Jiao is, Master He Yun has practiced kung fu all his life, didn't he lose to Mo Jiao in the end?

Besides, Guardian Zuo knew a little bit that Mo Jiao's position as leader was not easy to come by, and such things as killing a master and seizing the position were not something a kind person could do.

Mo Jiao stared at him for a while, then slowly lowered the curtain, leaned back into the carriage and closed his eyes to rest, not paying attention to the ambitious subordinate who was driving the carriage.

Mo Jiao has not been to the Central Plains for many years. Ever since he got the strange disease of reverse growth, every year there will be a period of time when he becomes one year younger than usual. By analogy, this year he will be nine years old. Since such a strange situation After appearing, he rarely left Qixuan Mountain.

The last time Master He Yun asked him to go to Xuanyuan Terrace for a decisive battle, for the sake of his old woman's many years of experience in the world, and the time just missed the period of the onset of the disease, Mo Jiao only went down the mountain once.

I didn't expect to go down the mountain again so soon.

He was walking in front, and behind him, the left guard who was still a little boy after a day in the sun was carrying big bags and small bags on his back. Mo Jiao looked like he was not an ordinary person, after all, the Demon Cult was rich, and Mo Jiao was born to be good. He also has a good-looking subordinate, which attracts the attention of many passers-by.

Guardian Zuo was full of joy when he saw a crowded place, but the little leader in front didn't wait for him at all, and walked ahead on his own.

Guardian Zuo chased after him, flattering him and said, "Master, are you tired after sitting in the carriage all day? Are you hungry?"

Mo Jiao didn't want to talk to him at all, he became smaller and shorter, the nine-year-old's body was too short, and he couldn't reach the dog's head of the left guardian when he raised his hand, Mo Jiao had to raise his head to look up if he wanted to talk to these people.

That feeling is really disgusting!

"Without further ado."

Protector Zuo's enthusiasm was not extinguished by Mo Jiao, he bent down, took out something from behind with a mysterious face, and stuffed it into Mo Jiao's hand, his eyes showed kindness.

"Master, this candied haws is loved by children, and my subordinates specially paid tribute to you. Are you happy? Are you surprised?"

Surprise your head!

The most annoying thing for Mo Jiao in daily life is this cheap Guardian Zuo, who dares to be poor on his head. He stared at the bunch of brightly colored candied haws in his hand expressionlessly, with a ferocious smile on his mouth.

"happy……"

"Yeah! That's really great, huh huh..."

Soon Protector Zuo couldn't be poor anymore, because Mo Jiao looked at him with a sullen look and stabbed the bunch of plump hawthorn seeds into Protector Zuo's mouth viciously.

Left Protector: "..."

With his mouth full of candied haws, Guardian Zuo looked at the leader in front of him with a cold face and asked him, "Is it delicious?"

Guardian Zuo was almost killed!

But he still held back his tears and pulled the candied haws out of his throat. The feeling of the round hawthorn piercing the top of his throat was too painful. He felt that his mouth must be bloody from being poked, but it was just a feeling, so he nodded in fear.

Mo Jiao smiled coldly, his tone was extremely cold.

"You don't have to thank the leader too much."

Not really... Zuo Hufa had tears in his eyes, and he was cursing the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the leader in his heart.

The Demon Cult's industry has developed so much that when they went down the mountain, the first inn they encountered was their own. After chewing the candied haws with hatred, Zuo Hufa knocked on the door of Mo Jiao's room and told him to come down for dinner. .

But as soon as he sat down, when Zuo Hufa was about to eat with his chopsticks, Mo Jiao suddenly said a word.

"Don't call me the leader in the future."

"Why..." Guardian Zuo paused, and suddenly asked with surprise: "Could it be that the leader has finally decided to resign as the leader? Who are you planning to pass on the position to?"

Mo Jiao's already better complexion was slowly darkening again, he silently looked at Guardian Zuo, and said affirmatively: "You want to usurp the throne, don't think that the leader doesn't know."

Once the ambition was exposed, Guardian Zuo was surprised, and hurriedly explained: "It's not the leader..."

"Don't call me the leader," Mo Jiao ordered seriously, "Call me the young master from now on."

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks, and calmly picked up the chicken leg that Zuo Hufa had put into the bowl earlier. Zuo Hufa was speechless for a moment, and then hurriedly returned to the topic: "No, young master! I'm not trying to usurp the throne! I don't have one!"

He complained again and again, but Mo Jiao remained calm and was not affected by him.

"What do you want to do, I have been clear from the first day you joined the church."

The left protector was startled, "Then I want to kill the right protector, do you know that?"

Just as Mo Jiao wanted to bite the chicken leg, he raised his head when he heard this, and looked at Zuo Hufa strangely, "Aren't you brothers? For the position of leader, you even killed your brother?"

"...Are you kidding me! Since when are we brothers!" Zuo Hufa shouted.

Mo Jiao said: "What's your name?"

"Xia Qingming."

"What about the right protector?"

The left protector said naturally: "Everyone knows that the right protector is called Xia Jingming!"

With a serious look on his face, Mo Jiao nodded, lowered his head to eat chicken legs, his movements were elegant and he could still speak clearly.

"That's it, you all have similar names."

"..."

Guardian Zuo began to collapse, and wanted to explain clearly, but then thought that he had been completely misleading the topic by the leader, and he seemed to have exposed his ambition to usurp the throne just now!

Mo Jiao swallowed the food in his mouth, frowned dissatisfied, "The meat is too old."

Left Protector: "..."

He didn't spend much time with the leader, and he had only been promoted to the top for two years. He didn't know how to be alone with the leader who had a strange disease. Zuo Hufa even began to think that the leader should beat him up.

Stop talking, it's so torturous!

But Mo Jiao was not as he wanted, and Mo Jiao said slowly: "At that time, the candidate for the new guardian was recommended by the right guardian, so I used you. So you are not brothers."

The left protector began to fidget, "...Master, you mean I became the left protector because of the nepotism of the right protector?"

But he just wants to compete with the right protector for the position of leader!Suddenly knowing the truth is so frustrating!

Mo Jiao said indifferently: "So it's not brothers, I thought you guys were fighting for fun, since it's not..."

"Then you want to remove my position as a guardian?"

The left protector suddenly became anxious, he couldn't beat the leader, he couldn't handle the right protector, if he didn't even have the position of protector, wouldn't he lose badly QAQ.

Mo Jiao smiled kindly, "It depends on your performance."

……

Sure enough, in the next few days, Zuo Hufa performed very well, because Mo Jiao had something to say that day, he lightly pressed one hand on Zuo Hufa's shoulder, and the other's arm was taken off, and he grinned in pain and wanted to scold his mother. , Mo Jiao said to him with a smile——

"Guardian Zuo, you are very disobedient today. I will teach you a lesson. Do you have any objections? You must know that my temper has improved a lot over the years. If you do this again next time, I can't guarantee whether you will still be able to do so." Return to the Demon Cult while alive."

Sure enough, he has the aura of the leader of the Demon Cult, even though he looks like a cute kid now... As soon as the leader made a move, Guardian Zuo was trained to be very obedient, and he could only dare to be angry but not speak out.

Of course he didn't dare to fight back when the leader beat him before, he thought he was not bad, and he should be able to fight him a few times, but if Mo Jiao had strangled him, he would have died long ago.

Thinking about it, he was still forced by the power, maybe Mo Jiao would be cured by Mo Jiao, and he would be the next leader.

Zuo Hufa, who is striving towards a new goal, is willing to be the pedal when the leader gets off the carriage, and he is very hardworking.

Mo Jiao's expression couldn't tell whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied, but he hadn't beaten Guardian Zuo for several days, and he finally came to Qingzhou City stumbling.

They came here to find a doctor, and they were familiar with Elder Mo, the ghost doctor in the religion, and he had a relationship with the devil religion.

Mo Jiao stood on the street with a sleepy expression, unwilling to go in and look for that doctor Chang.

While hesitating, two people came out in front of the opposite medical hall, a beautiful Taoist nun with white hair and childlike face, and a young and handsome young man in white beside him.

Seeing this, Mo Jiao's expression changed, and he hurried into the shop behind him to hide, and Zuo Hufa didn't know why, so he hid in there, and after the two people walked away, they came out of the pastry shop behind them.

"...Master, why are we hiding?"

Zuo Hufa, as a simple and straightforward subordinate, naturally asked what was in his heart.

Mo Jiao withdrew his gaze, and reprimanded softly: "Don't call me the leader, you should call me the young master."

"……Yes Yes Yes."

Mo Jiao's expression turned sharp in vain, "Perfunctory my leader?"

Zuo Hufa shuddered all over, immediately stood up straight, and shouted loudly: "No, young master!"

The mentally retarded behavior attracted the attention of many people on the street, and Mo Jiao's expression became more and more ugly. He began to regret that he led this stupid dog out, but he thought he was a very patient person, and he patiently treated the stupid dog. His subordinates explained the identities of the two who had just left.

"The white-haired nun is Mrs. He Yun of the Xianxia Sect. The person supporting her is the master of Xianyun Villa, Mr. Zhong Yixiao of Xueting."

"That old woman is He Yun!"

Guardian Zuo screamed, and quickly shut up under Mo Jiao's cold gaze, but he couldn't help but ask.

"Zhong Yixiao seems to be a newcomer who has only emerged in the arena in recent years. Master, you have not been out of the arena for many years. How did you know him?"

Mo Jiao looked at him expressionlessly: "Does my leader need to tell you?"

Zuo Hufa was immediately discouraged. In order to return to the sect smoothly and take over the position of leader, he could only endure the humiliation for the time being. After all, being the leader of the devil sect was his lifelong wish.

It's good to know each other, Mo Jiao snorted softly, looking at the streets with people coming and going, suddenly the face of the young master Xueting who left just now appeared in his mind——

On a snowy night, in a deserted tavern, under the ambiguous dim lights, that pretty good-looking guy hugged him and kissed him again and again, and then told him seriously, I like you...

Like a fart, Mo Jiao's expression immediately became stinky, and he snorted coldly in the direction that the person was leaving.

"Scumbag."

Guardian Zuo was stunned for a moment, before he could react, "Ah? Master, who do you call scum?"

As soon as the words fell, he was kicked away, and there was another click sound on his knees. Zuo Hufa really wanted to curse, but when he looked back, his leader had left without saying a word, and hurriedly limped after him. go up.

Who is going to find a quack doctor for treatment?He didn't go in when he got to the door, and beat me for no reason!

Protector Zuo had a lot of thoughts in his heart, feeling that he was extremely wronged.