Our leader has a special technique for chasing his wife

Mo Jiao frowned, very dissatisfied why these people in front of him had to be in pairs, it was really an eyesore.

"Go back and clean you up."

Guardian Zuo had an aggrieved face when he heard the words, without the slightest hint of shyness.

Mo Jiao took a deep breath, not wanting to argue with this idiot, and asked again: "Where is Elder Shang?"

Zuo Hufa tremblingly said: "Elder Shang is practicing sword, leader."

It can be regarded as someone who can handle things, and Elder Shang is the most reliable, Mo Jiao nodded, turned and left.

But after a while, the right protector struggled to get up, and as soon as he came out, he saw Mo Jiao's back going away under the moonlight, his body hadn't been connected yet, causing the little genius doctor to chase him out.

"Guardian Xia! Your bones haven't been connected yet!"

The right protector ignored him, and only asked the left protector in front of the door, "Is the leader looking for me?"

Zuo Hufa squinted at the obviously bruised ribs on the opponent's upper body, felt guilty, but said arrogantly: "Why should I tell you? Who do you think you are? Hmph!"

The right protector sneered, "Did the leader see that I was in such a miserable state, didn't he say he wanted to kill you?"

"How do you know? Why is the leader so partial to you? Have you lowered your head for the leader?"

Seeing the innocence on Zuo Hufa's young face, Right Hufa smiled faintly: "Don't you know, I'm the teacher's junior brother. Apart from He Lan, he loved me the most since he was a child."

Zuo Hufa: "..." He really didn't know, and felt even more jealous.

Seeing his troubled face, Protector You suddenly smiled again: "As long as I tell Senior Brother that I want you, Senior Brother will definitely give it to you. Protector Zuo, do you want to try?"

"You're insane! Die Duanxiu!" Zuo Dharma said with air.

Elder Shang, the second expert of the Demon Cult, is Mo Jiao's most trusted confidant.

As soon as Mo Jiao entered the courtyard, he saw him dancing his sword vigorously. His moves were sharp and exquisite, but they were very simple and did not show the slightest fancy and cumbersome. Elder Mo's family's swordsmanship can rival him, even Mo Jiao couldn't help but marvel when he saw it.

"Good swordsmanship."

Hearing Mo Jiao's voice, Elder Shang quickly withdrew his sword. Even though the Lord's appearance had turned into a delicate child, his attitude of saluting was not the slightest twitch, just like when he came to rescue Mo Jiao half a month ago. Not to mention the confrontation with Qin Yu, or when Mo Jiao dealt with the old leader alone many years ago, he stood up without hesitation.

In Mo Jiao's eyes, Shang Heng is not only a subordinate, but also a comrade-in-arms who can be easily handed over.

"Master."

Mo Jiao nodded, and walked towards him slowly, King Jing's courtyard is quiet and unique, especially the peach blossoms that have been invincible for many years are planted in the courtyard, although the scene of peach petals flying all over the sky during the sword dance is really beautiful , but it seemed a bit frivolous, making Elder Shang's swordsmanship look not solemn at all.

Mo Jiao once again complained about King Jing's bad taste in his heart, and then looked at Elder Shang, he was the only one who had been loyal to him for so many years, Mo Jiao actually remembered it in his heart, and when he was in trouble, the helper he could think of now was also Only the elder Shang is left.

"Elder Shang is happy today?"

He seldom danced the sword on weekdays, unless he was in a good mood, even his temperament was very cold and restrained, he didn't talk much, but he was loyal enough.

In previous years, most of the position behind Mo Jiao was reserved for him by the priests of the God Religion, and he always kept his words to himself. After Mo Jiao succeeded in winning the throne, Mo Jiao let him take up the extremely important post of right protector.

But many years ago, Shang Heng resigned from the position of right protector, and took the initiative to ask people from all over the world to find medicinal materials for Mo Jiao to relieve Gu. This gratitude has always been hidden in Mo Jiao's heart.

Elder Shang seemed a little surprised by Mo Jiao's question, so he couldn't help but look at the delicate child in front of him, and replied: "Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, the reunion festival, I can spend it with the leader, my subordinates are happy."

Mo Jiao smiled, turned around to look at the moon, and sighed: "The moonlight is really beautiful tonight."

"It's less than one ten-thousandth of the leader." Elder Shang said.

He never said these compliments, only from the heart.

Mo Jiao froze his smile.

After a moment of silence, Elder Shang took the initiative to say: "Is the leader's health better?"

Mo Jiao nodded, "It's much better, thanks to Elder Shang for this period of time."

"You are welcome, the leader. It is Shang Heng's honor to help the leader a little bit."

Mo Jiao's smile became bitter, and he sighed again: "Now I'm not a leader anymore, Shang Heng, it's time for you to change your mind."

Elder Shang said: "Shang Heng said that the leader is the only leader in Shang Heng's eyes, and there is no one else."

"You have a heart."

Mo Jiao didn't know what to say anymore, he couldn't always be hard-hearted, because there were many people who were kind to him around him.

He is actually an unqualified leader of the Demon Cult, but he is not considered a leader now, he was taken over by Bai Xun.

After hesitating for a long time, Mo Jiao finally expressed his intention in the future. It's not that he doesn't trust Shang Heng, but because of Senior Sister Mo's matter, he probably feels sorry for him. He thought for a moment before saying: "Elder Shang, I have something to think about Let you do it."

Elder Shang was really as usual, and replied without hesitation: "Even though the leader orders, Shang Heng will do his best to do it for the leader."

What Mo Jiao was waiting for was his words, but in the end he felt uneasy, he took a deep breath, finally regained his usual calmness, and said in a cold tone: "I want you to go to Xuannv Peak."

August [-]th came quietly.

On Xuannv Peak, it is always windy and snowy, and the top of the cliff is frozen.

Zhong Yixiao went to Xuannv Peak to learn art since she was nine years old, and she has long been used to the cold here. Even though she has not gone up the mountain for many years, she has internal strength to keep out the cold, so she doesn't feel cold.

Ever since he went up the mountain with Master He Yun, Master He Yun had actually taught him the Inner Discipline Transformation Palm in the past half a month. Zhong Yixiao practiced hard all day long and had no time to think about too many things, including the one he dreamed about every night. worried people.

Master He Yun taught the meaning of Huaxu Palm to Zhong Yixiao. Zhong Yixiao probably understood that Master was kind to him and knew that Huaxu Palm was a threat to Mo Jiao. He wanted to remind Zhong Yixiao to stay away from him, or Zhong Yixiao had great expectations to teach him the unique knowledge of this sect.

Zhong Yixiao knew that she should not disappoint her master, but every day when she woke up, she couldn't help but miss that person.

That day in the inn, after Mo Jiao was taken away by Elder Mo, Zhong Yixiao never heard from him again, whether he was alive or dead, he had no idea.

He hid on the Xuannv Peak almost like a year.

Knowing that he was cheated, but still can't forget Mo Jiao, and worried whether the poison he personally gave him would kill him, he really didn't want Mo Jiao to die, even if Mo Jiao lied to him, but Zhong Yi Xiao also really liked him.

I don't know what Mo Jiao was thinking, but before he left, he stretched out his hand to ask him to go with him...

Zhong Yixiao shook her head, forgetting the scene where the other party begged him with pitiful eyes.

He didn't dare to think about it, for fear that he would regret his choice at the time.

But if that person really died because of him, he would never feel at ease in his life.

A pigeon fluttered under the frost and snow, and quietly flew to Zhong Yixiao's window.

Mid-Autumn Festival tonight, the senior sisters are not here, Zhong Yixiao happened to be alone, took out the letter on the carrier pigeon, read it hastily, and then he remembered that he has a good brother who is going to get married, but...

Two days later, Zhong Yixiao greeted Mrs. He Yun and went down the mountain to see Zhuang Feiyu.

Since the last time I talked about it, Master He Yun has a laissez-faire attitude towards him, but I hope he can stay away from evil spirits and heretics. After all, he is a disciple I have raised for many years, and Master He Yun is a self-proclaimed righteous person people.

Before going down the mountain, Mrs. He Yun also hinted that she has no objection to the revival of Zhong Yixiao's old love for Zhuang Feiyu.

At this moment, Zhong Yixiao didn't know that Zhuang Feiyu's engagement had been cancelled, so she shook her head subconsciously, now she just felt very embarrassed hearing this, and couldn't understand why Master said that.

It wasn't until he went down the mountain and saw Zhuang Feiyu in the tavern at the foot of the mountain that he remembered what his master had told him, that Zhuang Feiyu's marriage contract had not been held as scheduled.

Zhuang Feiyu expressed his heartache, "You don't even know that my engagement has been canceled a long time ago. It's been half a month! Are you still a good brother? You don't care about me at all!"

Zhong Yixiao hehe, guiltyly thinking that he broke up with Mo Jiao on the front foot, and Zhuang Feiyu broke up with Murong Ling on the back foot. It was such a coincidence that he was deceived by others and he couldn't even think about it.

Even if someone told him, he didn't listen...

I don't know when, Zhuang Feiyu is just someone else's identity in his heart. Even if the brotherhood is still there, it is impossible for Zhong Yixiao to have such unreasonable thoughts, because his mind has long been seduced by others. up.

Still a big liar, a big liar who played with him for so long and deliberately watched his jokes!

Zhong Yixiao was furious from the bottom of her heart, she still cared about her good brother on the surface, poured him a glass of warm wine, and asked, "Why did you call off the engagement? Didn't Miss Murong reconcile with you already?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Feiyu put down the wine glass that was near his lips, and said with a wry smile: "Ling'er said that she doesn't want to marry me anymore. It's true that I'm not good enough, which hurt her heart and disappointed her. She doesn't care about our future. Any expectations, so... Let’s separate, it’s better for everyone to be happy.”

In the past, Zhong Yixiao had been watching how much Murong Ling liked Zhuang Feiyu. He was also surprised when he heard that it was Murong Ling who proposed to cancel the engagement on his own initiative.

"How can she let go..."

Zhuang Feiyu smiled wryly: "So what if you can't let it go, if it's not suitable, it's not suitable, no matter how deep the relationship is..."

He didn't continue talking, but Zhong Yixiao felt a pain in his heart, he just couldn't let it go.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's talk about you, Axiao."

Zhuang Feiyu glanced at Zhong Yixiao, sighed quietly: "I have heard about you, and now the whole world knows that you were deceived by the leader of the Demon Cult, and I am also surprised that the child is actually Mo Jiao. I have never heard of Gu poison...but fortunately, you wake up in time, and he is not well now."

Originally speaking of this person, Zhong Yixiao was a bit shy, but after hearing Zhuang Feiyu's words, he suddenly became worried, and then controlled himself, so that his tone would not be so eager, and he would not appear to care about that person very much. He asked, "How is he now?"

Zhuang Feiyu glanced at him, and said with a half-smile: "He's not doing well, the whole world is chasing him now, anyway, he's not the leader of the Demon Sect now, and he's been poisoned by the poison for a few years. Also running around..."

"Wait! What do you mean you haven't survived for a few years?" Zhong Yixiao asked eagerly.

Recently, he has no news, and he is extremely afraid that it is because of the medicine that he took the medicine that it will cause Mo Jiao's health problems.

Zhuang Feiyu actually saw it all, but he replied truthfully: "Ji Qinghe was in trouble, because Mo Jiao gave his apprentice Yan Suiyu the Broken Heart Powder, and he poisoned Mo Jiao's body, and the mother insect was dead. The news that he can live for half a year is spread, and the whole world knows about it."

"Half a year..."

Zhong Yixiao's eyes were dazed, and she suddenly slapped the table to get up, and said in a flustered tone: "But I don't know! How could he be so short-lived... I, I haven't settled with him yet!"

He has been unable to figure out what he should do, should he obey Master's words and let go?But he couldn't let go of Mo Jiao, but Mo Jiao didn't give him an explanation.

It's just that he didn't go back with Mo Jiao, Mo Jiao is about to die, could he be lying to him again?

No, this news was spread by Ji Qinghe, so it should be true.

Zhong Yixiao found in the chaotic memory that more than a month ago, she had eavesdropped on Ji Qinghe's awakening of the Gu King in the inn, the mother worm who returned to nature, and Mo Jiao's sudden illness that day...

Zhong Yixiao had to believe that this was indeed true, but if Mo Jiao died, what would he do?

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