Our leader has a special technique for chasing his wife

Mo Jiao and Elder Mo still left, as if they had taken away the festive atmosphere of the New Year, the mountain suddenly became deserted, and even He Lanmin stopped provoking Zhong Yixiao, because he was really in no mood.

Everyone is worried about Mo Jiao.

Zhong Yixiao lay alone on Mo Jiao's bed the first night, tossing and turning unable to sleep, finally closed his eyes for a while, the dream was full of Mo Jiao, he woke up in the middle of the night, suddenly wanted to find Mo Jiao.

But he couldn't find it at all, the place where Mo Jiao was going to unravel the gu was very private, only Senior Sister Mo, He Lanmin, and You Hufa knew about it on the mountain, and obviously, none of them would tell Zhong Yixiao.

Zhong Yixiao really couldn't survive the night, so he practiced sword outside the house in the middle of the night, and practiced all night.

Half a month later, He Lanmin left Qixuan Mountain.

It was only now that Zhong Yixiao realized that He Lanmin was an important minister in the imperial court, a few years ago he was the first in the imperial examination gold list, and now he is the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment.

Never thought that he would be a well-known cruel official in the imperial court by being so arrogant and domineering. Even Zhong Yixiao had heard people in the rivers and lakes talk about his reputation.

This half month is Mo Jiao's final deadline, and everyone has been in a panic waiting for this period of time, but there is no news from Elder Mo.

In the spring of the next year, the plum groves on the mountain were in full bloom. With the permission of Guardian Right, Zhong Yixiao was free to enter and leave the temple. When he saw the plum blossoms all over the mountain, his heart suddenly moved, and he entered the temple to see the sacred tree.

However, the sacred tree is still a dead wood that will not bloom, even in spring.

A month later, early February.

Guardian You had heard Mo Jiao's orders before, and he really took good care of Zhong Yixiao, and asked Zhong Yixiao if he wanted to communicate with Xianyunzhuang.

It was only then that Zhong Yixiao remembered that it had been more than half a year since she came out, and she hadn't sent a message to her family, so she wrote a long letter home to Su Tao.

But Mo Jiao had privately ordered that before he came back, the news of Zhong Yixiao's presence in the Devil's Cult was not to be leaked out, so the Right Protector ordered Zhong Yixiao's letter to be sent back to Suzhou in the name of Ouhua Xiaoju.

A few days later, Zhong Yixiao received a reply letter, only to confirm that Xianyunzhuang was not affected by him in the slightest, and it was still the same as before.

Because the Xianxia Sect has not leaked the news that he is no longer a student of the Xianxia Sect, and Mo Jiao has not let anyone leak a single word about him and the Demon Sect.

Thinking about it now, maybe everyone was protecting him.

Another half month later, Elder Mo finally sent the first letter since he left.

Guardian You and Senior Sister Mo specially asked Zhong Yixiao to find Zhong Yixiao. When Zhong Yixiao came, what Elder Mo told him was the news that Mo Jiao had temporarily stabilized. down.

This is Elder Mo's handwritten letter, not Mo Jiao's handwriting, but it is enough to make everyone feel at ease.

That night, Zhong Yixiao had a dream that made him laugh even in his dreams.

He dreamed that Mo Jiao was back.

During this period of waiting, the more there was no news, the more anxious Zhong Yixiao felt, and he would recognize his own heart more clearly, as long as he could live, he didn't dare to pray for anything else.

In a blink of an eye, May is here, and it is summer.

Zhong Yixiao's hard work also paid off. After he practiced for half a year and Mo Jiao taught him his sword skills, he unexpectedly recovered to [-]% of his original skill. At this speed, it would not take a few years. to surpass your former self.

What is even more gratifying is that since Elder Mo sent the first letter at the meeting in February, it has been almost stable since then, and people will bring back news twice a month.But it was all a list of some things that Elder Mo needed, and there was never a message from Mo Jiao, not a single word.

After practicing the sword that day, Zhong Yixiao carved another mark under the sacred tree.Counting it down, he has carved a trace on the root of the sacred tree every day since Mo Jiao left, and now there are 150 or four traces.

I don't know when, the sacred tree of the Demon Cult has become Zhong Yixiao's belief. He will insist on going to the temple every day to burn incense on the sacred tree every day.

Whether it was true or not, he believed that the blessing that day was actually fulfilled.

When he had just finished incense that day, the dumb girl came in to look for him.

Zhong Yixiao stayed here for five months, and saw the dumb girl every day, after coming and going, she gradually understood the dumb words spoken by the dumb girl, and knew that it was Senior Sister Mo who sent someone to look for him.

He felt a little flattered, since Mo Jiao left, Senior Sister Mo rarely came to punish him, and rarely took the initiative to see him, occasionally meeting once or twice a month.

He later learned that Guardian You and Senior Sister Mo were both very busy. Protector You had to manage the entire Demon Cult, and Senior Sister Mo was in charge of not only the finances of the teaching, but also the vital news network. Many things piled up in her place every day. Come down, I'm too busy.

Of course, this is what Zuo Hufa told him. Right now, Hufa is busy, and he really gave Zuo Hufa real power and asked him to help with affairs, but Zuo Hufa is actually not that material at all.

Those subordinates who praised him so much by Zuo Hufa in the past were actually coaxing him, and they were dealt with together because they took refuge in Bai Xun before. I came to him for help with a bunch of things.

Every day, I have to keep thinking about it, chattering and cursing that the right protector is not a human being, and Zhong Yixiao's ears are almost callused.

But as long as it's not about murder and arson, he can still help if he can.

Fortunately, Guardian Zuo didn't do anything like murder and arson, and Zhong Yixiao had been in the Devil's Cult for a long time, and gradually realized that such villains were actually very few, and there were actually quite a few sincere and honest people in the Devil's Cult.

Closer to home, Senior Sister Mo must have something urgent to come to him, and it is very likely that it is news about Mo Jiao. Zhong Yixiao guessed whether Mo Jiao was coming back, so she left the temple excitedly.

And inside the temple, under the cover of layers of red silk hanging down, light brown flower buds quietly grew one after another on the branches of the sacred tree, but they were only the size of rice grains, and they had burst open silently, revealing the inside. Fragile, petite and holy snow-white petals.

If you don't look closely, it's hard to be found.

Zhong Yixiao quickly returned to the room, Senior Sister Mo had been waiting for a long time, and she was still rummaging through boxes and cabinets without being polite.

Zhong Yixiao asked in embarrassment, "Senior Sister Mo, what are you doing?"

On several tables, several sets of Mo Jiao's clothes have been placed neatly.

Zhong Yixiao has seen Mo Jiao's wardrobe, which is either white or black, and the red dress that clearly shows the identity of the leader, but Zhong Yixiao only saw him wear it once, and it was when he and He He were in April last year. When Master Yun was fighting too much.

There is also something very interesting, Mo Jiao's wardrobe is very big, there are many clothes, but there are many clothes of different age groups, from 25 years old to nine years old, every time he grows older, Mo Shijie will put them into his wardrobe very thoughtfully Add some small clothes to the clothes, and a gorgeous peacock tail feather will be embroidered on the corner of the clothes.

For Mo Jiao, Senior Sister Mo is probably his biological sister, or has already played the role of mother, and is his closest relative.

But now these clothes were taken away by Senior Sister Mo.

Senior Sister Mo seemed to be in a hurry, and she muttered without turning her head: "It seems that the youngest is eight years old and you don't have to wear it. What should I do?"

"What's going on?" Zhong Yixiao asked suspiciously.

Senior Sister Mo turned around for a while, then turned around with a serious face, holding a pile of clothes, and then hugged all the clothes on the table, and hurried out of the room, saying: "It's okay, don't worry about it now." I'm looking for you."

After finding Mo Jiao's clothes, he left in a hurry.

Zhong Yixiao didn't come back to her senses for a long time. As the leader of the Demon Cult, Mo Jiao should not be short of clothes, unless Senior Sister Mo wanted to take the opportunity to send him there and meet him at the same time, but why did she bring those small clothes? Where are the clothes?

Logically speaking, if Mo Jiao successfully dispelled the Gu, shouldn't he have regained his original figure and appearance, how could he squeeze those clothes?

Zhong Yixiao quickly thought of a possibility that made him very worried, that is, Mo Jiao might not have succeeded in dispelling the Gu.

After tossing and turning and not being able to sleep that night, when I woke up the next morning, the whole Demon Cult was aroused by a piece of news——

The sacred tree is blooming!

The whole tree is covered with small snow-white plump flowers, which looks like it is covered with a layer of fine snow, which is extremely beautiful and holy.

The dead wood is finally in spring, but it comes later.

Zhong Yixiao was also deeply shocked by it, and began to suspect that Mo Jiao was lying to him by saying that the dead tree hadn't bloomed for more than 1000 years.

His heart was in a mess, and he found some comfort for no reason, then he left the long sword that never left his body and went to Senior Sister Mo's small building.

Fortunately, Senior Sister Mo was still there at this time.

Senior Sister Mo changed into a thin summer dress, and sat by the window, mending a small snow-white dress. At most, it would not be a dress that a child over four years old would wear, because it is really small, and there is still a piece of clothing on the side. Several smaller clothes.

This made Zhong Yixiao start to suspect that Senior Sister Mo was making clothes for her future child, but Senior Sister Mo seemed to be older than Mo Jiao, and she was not married yet.

Outside the window is the blue sky and green lake, and there are goshawks soaring in the sky. The scenery of this small building has always been the best on Qixuan Mountain.

Zhong Yixiao rushed in in a hurry, and when she got closer, she realized that Senior Sister Mo was not mending clothes, these clothes were brand new, and she just carefully embroidered a peacock tail feather on each of them.

The delicate and dazzling peacock tail feathers were actually embroidered by Senior Sister Mo herself, and almost every piece of Mo Jiao's clothes has them.

This made Zhong Yixiao quickly understand Senior Sister Mo's feelings for Mo Jiao, and she couldn't help being touched.

Senior Sister Mo didn't hide, and she showed Zhong Yixiao her embroidery skills openly, and asked, "Why are you here, don't you want to see the sacred tree bloom? That is a rare miracle in a thousand years." ah."

Zhong Yixiao came back to her senses, and replied: "I've been there, the sacred tree is indeed in bloom. But Senior Sister Mo, I have something to ask you."

Senior Sister Mo smiled and said: "I know what you want to ask, but I can't say, these clothes are going to be sent to the junior brother, so don't ask, for the sake of the junior brother's self-esteem hahaha... I didn't say anything !"

He vaguely understood something, but mostly still didn't understand, Zhong Yixiao said: "Is he alright?"

Senior Sister Mo nodded, "This period of time should be fine. You came just in time. I will go down the mountain tonight to find my junior brother. Do you have anything to say to him?"

Zhong Yixiao said: "Can I go together?"

Senior Sister Mo refused without even thinking about it, "No, you don't want to go, just wait for us to come back with peace of mind."

Zhong Yixiao had no choice but to give up, and said earnestly: "Then you just say, I want to see him very much, and then...you tell him that the sacred tree is blooming, and everything will be fine."

"No more?" Senior Sister Mo asked, "Don't you want to say anything else?"

Zhong Yixiao said: "I don't know what to say for a while, this is enough."

Senior Sister Mo thought for a moment, shortened her needle and thread, folded the clothes neatly, and smiled on her face. Obviously, she was in a good mood today. She said slowly, "Okay, I'll help you bring the message. You Don't rush away, just talk to me."

Zhong Yixiao had no choice but to sit down, Senior Sister Mo pointed to the embroidery patterns on the clothes and asked: "Does my embroidery look good?"

"Very nice." Zhong Yixiao nodded.

Senior Sister Mo laughed again, and said with a bit of nostalgia on her face: "I have been in the Devil's Cult since I was three years old, and was accepted as an apprentice by the old leader, but the old leader is very cruel, and I have always been afraid of him. Junior brother was about five or six years old that year. His mother had just left. In order to save others, he had to kneel down to the old leader and confess him as his father. On the surface, the old leader valued him very much. I want to kill him, but why I can't do it every time at the end, I guess it has something to do with the junior brother's mother, it is said that the junior brother and his mother look very similar."

Zhong Yixiao suddenly froze.

Senior Sister Mo explained: "I forgot to tell you that the younger brother's mother is the sweetheart of the old leader, but if you want to know more detailed things, you have to ask the younger brother. I don't know much about it. Because that hall is The old leader built it for the younger brother's mother, and the younger brother also hates it, and you must have seen it."

Zhong Yixiao nodded in astonishment, "Those things are over, right? He is safe now, right?"

Senior Sister Mo paused, then smiled and said: "Yeah, it's over, all the power of the old man has been overthrown by us, and there is only one Qin Yu left, but I don't think he dares to come out again, and then... Don't ask your junior brother, he doesn't like others talking about these things."

Zhong Yixiao nodded and said, "There is also Qin Yu..."

Senior Sister Mo saw that there was a rare killing intent in his eyes, and she said quite satisfied: "Let's not talk about that, speaking of the past, what I remember most clearly is the day of my tenth birthday, no one remembers this day, because I was teaching The position in the middle is also very embarrassing, but my junior brother is so good, he went down the mountain and bought me a hairpin and gave it to me."

She smiled happily when she said this, "Although it is not something expensive, it was a gift from my junior brother. Since then, I have always carried this hairpin with me, thinking that my junior brother is such a nice child. I have to watch him for the rest of my life, and I will not dare to leave until he is safe and married and has children."

When Senior Sister Mo said this, she raised her hand and gently stroked the hairpin on her hair. Zhong Yixiao quickly recognized it as the wooden hairpin that Mo Jiao hid under the pillow last time, but he was even more surprised by what Senior Sister Mo said.

"What do you mean, do you, Senior Sister Mo..."

Senior Sister Mo quickly understood, waved her hands and said with a smile: "I mean I'm married, I'm going to leave the Devil's Cult sooner or later, and I don't like this place either."

Zhong Yixiao felt a little emotional when she heard the words, Senior Sister Mo didn't like the Devil's Cult, so she must have stayed for Mo Jiao all these years, thinking about it, she had paid far more for Mo Jiao than herself, and she was really did nothing.

As Senior Sister Mo said, she mentioned another matter.

"By the way, how is your swordsmanship going?"

Zhong Yixiao knew that she was deliberately changing the subject, and responded honestly: "It's not good enough, the mind has already reached the second level."

"It's pretty good." Senior Sister Mo said: "Junior brother entrusted their family's swordsmanship to you, and your talent is also good, so you can't say that you have lived up to the ancestors of their Wei family."

"What Wei family? What family-inspired swordsmanship?" Zhong Yixiao was at a loss.

Senior Sister Mo looked at him and said, "Didn't Junior Brother tell you? You don't think that both Junior Brother and I are really surnamed Mo, and we both have our current name?"

"Isn't it?" Zhong Yixiao said with difficulty.

Senior Sister Mo said with a smile: "I only know that my junior brother comes from a famous family, and his family's swordsmanship is unrivaled in the world, and the sword Mo Wen is passed down from generation to generation in the Wei family. It's a pity that the family was exterminated, but this is a hermit family, which disappeared 30 years ago. , you probably won’t be able to investigate anything.”

"You just need to know that Mo Wen's sword is very important to Junior Brother, even better than his life."

After hearing this, Zhong Yixiao was completely stunned.

When Mo Jiao handed him the sword that day, he was extremely serious, not only because he wanted to teach him how to practice the sword, but also because Mo Wen was very important to him.

And Mo Jiao mentioned it many times, so that Zhong Yi could not leave his body with Xiao Jian...

That night, Senior Sister Mo left the Devil's Cult alone, and handed over all the affairs in her hands to the right protector. The right protector was too busy, so she threw it on the left protector, such as many ledgers.

These Zuo protectors were obviously laymen, so he came to find Zhong Yixiao who was in a daze in front of the door.

Zhong Yixiao was really helpless, she would help if she could.

Another month later, it has been half a year since Mo Jiao left.

The Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, and it is also a big festival. The aroma of zongzi has spread throughout the Demon Cult.

When Zhong Yixiao put away the long sword, he was surprised that Elder Shang, whom he had not seen for a long time, appeared in front of the gate of the courtyard.

"Elder Shang... When did you come back?"

As Zhong Yixiao said, she stretched her neck and looked out of the courtyard.

Elder Shang still said expressionlessly: "The leader hasn't come back."

Zhong Yixiao was very disappointed, and was about to go back to her room to help Guardian Zuo check the books, but Elder Shang spoke again.

"improved greatly."

Zhong Yixiao suddenly became proud, turned her head and said with a smile: "That's right, I practice sword seriously every day."

In order not to disappoint Mo Jiao, and to make himself more outstanding, he must at least surpass Elder Shang, a potential love rival.

Elder Shang didn't respond, but stretched out his hand to Zhong Yixiao.

Zhong Yixiao took a step back, and said cautiously: "What do you want to do?"

Elder Shang's eyes were focused and serious, and he declared war: "Let's compare."

Just in line with Zhong Yixiao's wishes, the fighting spirit was ignited in his heart, and he accepted Elder Shang's declaration of war without saying a word.

But naturally, after half an hour, Zhong Yixiao was really powerless to resist and surrendered, then Elder Shang tidied up his clothes calmly, then turned and left.

Zhong Yixiao was annoyed that his skills were not as good as others. After looking at the sword and sword tassel that Mo Jiao gave him for a long time, he decided to punish himself by swinging the sword a thousand times. He was very tired from practicing.

After that, I went back to my room and stayed up late to check the accounts. I got on the bed in the middle of the night and fell asleep, sleeping in the dark, not wanting to care about anything.

When it was dawn, the bells and drums on Qixuan Mountain rang out in a rush, making the outside messy. After Zhong Yixiao woke up, she didn't hear any more ringing. She didn't take it seriously, so she continued to sleep with her head covered.

When Zhong Yixiao finally woke up from a full sleep, it was already high in the sun, and a black shadow was covering his eyes, preventing the sunlight from reaching him.

Zhong Yixiao was sleepy and confused, thinking she was still in a dream, then rubbed her eyes, turned over, caught off guard, was turned back by a strong arm holding her waist.

"who……"

Originally, she was very vicious, but when the last sentence fell, Zhong Yixiao had already seen the person in front of her clearly, and suddenly her voice became hoarse.

A handsome young man in a gorgeous red dress was lying on his side in front of him. He was an extremely beautiful face that he was not unfamiliar with. Those pair of indifferent and sharp peach blossom eyes looked at him with some dissatisfaction, which was annoyed at him. He didn't come out to greet him, even his beautiful brows were slightly furrowed.

He supported his head with one hand, and put the other hand on Zhong Yixiao's waist, because against the dazzling red dress, this posture made him look a bit enchanting, and it also made Zhong Yixiao dumbfounded. is stunning.

Zhong Yixiao's unlined clothes were a little messy from sleeping, revealing a small white waist, and the other party's hand almost touched the bare, warm skin, which made him tremble subconsciously , recovered from the stunned eyes, pointed at the person in front of him with trembling fingertips, but stuttered when he spoke.

"You you... you are back!"

Mo Jiao frowned even tighter, but at this moment his right hand clenched the slender waist. Seeing Zhong Yixiao's expression was dull, but he couldn't hide his excitement and surprise, and his eyes were silently red, he was in a good mood After a while, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and a beautiful smile bloomed.

The moment he opened his mouth, Zhong Yixiao was completely intoxicated by the tenderness implied in the soft voice.

"It's me, Zhong Yixiao, I'm back."

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