Our leader has a special technique for chasing his wife

The wheels made ruts on the mountain path, and finally stopped on the side of the road. The horses were grazing loosely, and there was no one on the carriage to drive them.

Half an hour later, no one came to this remote path.

When Zuo Hufa opened the curtain of the car, Mo Jiao was lying on Zhong Yixiao's body, his small body looked very petite, snuggling up against Zhong Yixiao who was unconscious, there were some blood stains on the snow-white lapel, And on the face covered by the veil, those sharp eyes were tightly closed.

Zuo Hufa was startled, he couldn't feel Mo Jiao's breathing, when he stretched out his hand to probe, Mo Jiao suddenly opened his eyes, so frightened Zuo Hufa backed half a step, his tongue was knotted when he spoke.

"... Master, are you awake?"

Mo Jiao closed his eyes, sat up slowly, pulled off the veil, and held a white jade porcelain bottle in his other hand, but it was already empty, and there was some dried blood-colored liquid at the mouth of the bottle.

His face was very pale, and even his breathing became very heavy.

Guardian Zuo cautiously asked, "Master, are you alright?"

Mo Jiao rubbed the center of his brows and shook his head, then raised his eyes to look at him, his voice was soft and menacing, so it wouldn't make people feel limp.

"What about the medicine?"

Zuo Hufa quickly came back to his senses, and said in embarrassment: "The subordinate went to Qingzhou, but the doctor Chang Yong didn't have any medicine. He said that the medicine was given to him by Elder Mo. Elder Mo left a message saying that if the leader wants to find medicine again , then go find him immediately."

Mo Jiao originally planned to bring Zhong Yixiao to Elder Mo to cure the poison. Although he is proficient in medicine and poison, he doesn't understand the poison. The ghost doctor taught by Mo Xin, Elder Mo.

As for Gu poison, Elder Mo is more proficient than him.

Mo Jiao nodded, and after drinking Murong Ling's blood, he temporarily suppressed the restless Zi Gu, but he endured the pain for half an hour. Murong Ling had already left, and borrowing her blood would not last long. As a plan, he should go back to Elder Mo, even if it would reveal his identity.

"Let's go then."

Zuo Hufa silently looked at Mo Jiao for a while, his eyes were a little suspicious, flashed a few times, but he didn't dare to do anything, he nodded respectfully on the surface, but his movements were also slow.

Mo Jiao squinted at him, and suddenly laughed.

"Guardian Zuo, if you want to kill me now, this is the best chance."

A trace of astonishment flashed in Zuo Guardian's eyes, and he quickly put on a frightened expression.

"The subordinate dare not, the subordinate has always been loyal to the leader, how can the leader think of the subordinate like this?"

Mo Jiao sneered, and lay back, using Zhong Yixiao's body as a cushion, he felt comfortable, and sighed softly, "Guardian Zuo, you just have a wicked heart and no guts, so you can't do anything big..."

The left protector showed a bit of displeasure, but Mo Jiao had closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep again. He looked very fragile now, and the left protector only needed one blow to get rid of him.

But in this way, those who support Mo Jiao in the Demon Cult will not let him go, even the Right Protector...

Guardian Zuo wrinkled his face in displeasure, put down the curtain, and consciously went outside to drive the car.

Mo Jiao treated him badly, of course he would not sincerely respect Mo Jiao, but if Mo Jiao died, he would not be able to live, so it is better to honestly make offerings to this great Buddha in order to live in peace.

The carriage started to run again in the mountains, Zuo Dharma showed resentment, and thought that he was so tired from running around that he was working as a coachman for Mo Jiao again without even drinking his saliva.

While he was silently cursing Mo Jiao in his heart, Mo Jiao's voice suddenly came from the carriage——

"When did Guardian Zuo join my god religion?"

The voice was obviously weak, but it could be heard that Mo Jiao was very energetic. Zuo Hufa was taken aback, and he thought with lingering fear that it was lucky that he didn't hit someone just now, otherwise he might be beaten to death by Mo Jiao, but when Mo Jiao suddenly asked about this, he I was also worried.

"Master of Islam, this subordinate joined the religion when he was ten years old."

The carriage was still quiet, Mo Jiao lay quietly on Zhong Yixiao's body with his eyes closed, his hands resting on his lower abdomen, as if he had fallen asleep.

Guardian Zuo waited for a while, thinking that he would not speak again, Mo Jiao said again: "It's been ten years now?"

Zuo Hufa should be, inexplicably thinking in his heart, why is Mo Jiao asking about this if he has nothing to do?

"My leader still remembers that the right protector brought you back that year. You seem to be from a famous and scholarly family, right?"

Mo Jiao paused for a moment, then continued with some distaste: "You only started learning martial arts after the age of ten, and you are not a good person, and even got into trouble with the imperial court. If the Right Protector hadn't pleaded for mercy, my leader would have thrown you down the mountain to beg for mercy." The imperial court's reward of one thousand taels."

Hearing this, Protector Zuo was taken aback suddenly, did this really happen?

"You didn't call yourself that name before. I thought you were really Xiaojing's younger brother, so I kept you here."

Speaking of this, Zuo Hufa had a look of resentment. His life experience is probably only clear to You Hufa, but he was a court prisoner picked up by You Hufa at random, but he was a little moved.

No wonder Protector You changed his name and surname back then, but he still complained about Protector You all the time, thinking that after he sat on the position of leader, he would restore his real name and show off his might in front of Protector You...

Mo Jiao stopped talking after that, but just a few words had disturbed Zuo Protector's mind, making him no longer in the mood to think about making trouble for Mo Jiao.

Finally, one day later, Mo Jiao and Zhong Yixiao were safely sent to their destination by Zuo Hufa.

Hangzhou, Wang Family Courtyard.

At the place where Zhong Yixiao had already woken up, the child in her arms was already sound asleep, without a veil, and there was a light white mark on her somewhat pale face, which could not be seen clearly without careful attention, and the blood stains in the carriage and on his body had already been dealt with. It was clean, so Zhong Yixiao found no other abnormalities.

He carefully sat up with the child in his arms. The child seemed to be extremely tired, but he hadn't woken up yet. Now Zhong Yixiao had time to look at the scar on his face. There really was a faint mark, but now it's gone It's almost gone.

Zhong Yixiao originally thought it was a big deal, but it didn't matter, it wasn't disfigurement, he planned to coax the child after he woke up, so as not to hurt himself anymore.

Suddenly the carriage stopped, and along the way Mo Jiao ordered the left protector who had already disguised himself to open the curtain, and met Zhong Yixiao's eyes, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, because Zhong Yixiao was sleeping with their leader...

Zhong Yixiao was overjoyed to see him, "Master Zuo, it really is you!"

Zuo Hufa rubbed his nose, his face was well disguised and he was not wearing any clothes. He glanced at the sleeping child in Zhong Yixiao's arms, then looked at Zhong Yixiao strangely, and said, "The young master ordered me to see you off." Come to relieve Gu, we have already arrived at the place."

Zhong Yixiao didn't know anything about how he was rescued, but even if he was full of doubts, he didn't have time to think about it, because the child in his arms had already opened a pair of watery pupils after hearing Zuo Hufa's voice, and blinked. He squinted at Zhong Yixiao's face.

"Jiaojiao is awake." Zhong Yixiao said softly.

Mo Jiao blinked blankly, and hugged Zhong Yixiao's neck with a clingy look, which can be described as a bird's obedience, and then quietly looked at the astonished Zuo Guardian outside the carriage, with dangerous eyes.

Zuo Hufa hastily put down the curtain of the car, and said outside: "Master, it's time to arrive."

As if running away, Zhong Yixiao was a little puzzled, but seeing the sleepy-eyed child in his arms, he hugged him and rubbed against him, then his consciousness slowly came back, and he stretched out his hands to rub his little face, looking cute and cute During this period, Zhong Yixiao kept holding him, looking at him tenderly with a smile in his eyes.

Mo Jiao shook his head, feeling better, and then said to Zhong Yixiao, "Get out of the car."

"it is good."

Before Zhong Yixiao could move, Mo Jiao stood up and got out of the carriage. Zhong Yixiao only saw the serious expression on the child's face and the slightly red ears, and then got off the carriage.

Guardian Zuo had already arrived at the gate of the huge other courtyard, and handed over a token to the servant guarding the gate.

Mo Jiao was waiting for Zhong Yixiao by the side of the carriage. Zhong Yixiao looked at the plaque in front of the door and wrote to the Wang family, knowing that the owner of this house must not be an ordinary person. I am afraid that there is no house in Hangzhou that is more beautiful than it. luxurious.

"What is this place?" Zhong Yixiao asked.

Mo Jiao held his hands behind his back, bathed in the sun, and looked like a serious and cold little adult, not at all like a child. He could see that there was too much doubt in Zhong Yixiao's eyes, so he explained it to him in a few words——

"Xiao Zuo saved us, Zhuang Feiyu and Murong Ling are all fine now, Ji Qinghe has already returned to Xuanyue Palace, and will not come to the Central Plains again in a short time, the owner of this place is me... the doctor my uncle found for you , this is his other courtyard."

"So it's Xiao Zuo..."

Zhong Yixiao rubbed his forehead, he had been in a coma for too long, his memory was broken, so he could only believe Mo Jiao's words.

At this time, the other courtyard of the Wang Family beside the West Lake finally opened the door. It was the servant who delivered the token that notified the owner of the other courtyard, and the owner of the other courtyard also came out to greet the guests in person.

Behind the handsome young man in blue, another stern man who was taller than him walked out of the house, and quickly fixed his eyes on the child in front of the carriage. The young man in blue smiled softly and looked at them. come over.

However, he didn't notice Zuo Hufa who was standing next to him. This blue-clothed young man was the ghost doctor Mo Xin. Zuo Hufa recognized him and never dared to offend him. Very powerful.

Mo Xin just wanted to go over and tease Mo Jiao, when he saw a weak scholar in white clothes standing in front of the door approaching him, bowing his hands to him.

"Long time no see, how is Dr. Mo?"

Mo Xin looked dazed, and the man in black behind him followed closely, looking at Guardian Zuo very vigilantly.

Guardian Zuo's smile froze, and he whispered to Mo Xin: "Don't blame Elder Mo, the leader doesn't want his identity to be exposed, so I just ask you to cooperate."

Mo Xin raised her eyebrows slightly, then glanced at the gentle young man next to Mo Jiao, seemed to understand, suddenly smiled, her smiling eyes were as bright as stars, and she really cooperated with the left protector, patted the back of his hand and smiled Said: "So it's Xiao Zuo, and I haven't seen you for almost a year. You have worked hard to take care of the young master these days."

Guardian Zuo: "..." How did Elder Mo know that the leader called him Little Zuo?

At this moment, Mo Jiao had already brought Zhong Yixiao to the door, Mo Xin let go of the hand of the left protector, rushed over to hug the little Mo Jiao with a smile, and said happily: "Isn't this our young master? You've lost weight again and again, haven't you eaten properly recently? You look thinner than last time..."

Mo Jiao clearly saw the teasing in his eyes, and hearing his nonsense, his complexion was extremely unkind, and he almost scolded him for being crazy.

Looking up, the elegant man in black clothes also looked at him with a frown. He was very dissatisfied with Mo Xin's closeness to him, and there was still some hostility in his eyes.

Of course, Mo Jiao didn't like this man very much, and raised his eyebrows at him provocatively.