The demon leader is back

Qin Wuyan's face darkened immediately, Ying Qi lowered his head, but he didn't see it, and luckily he didn't.

Qin Wuyan calmed down his emotions in an instant: "If that's the case, let's go!"

"More Hierarch." Ying Qi got up, with joy naturally showing on his face, which made the Hierarch even more unhappy.

"However," Qin Wuyan glanced at Ying Qi casually, "There are a lot of things going on in the church, so you should come back as soon as possible."

Ying Qi's happiness didn't make him immediately grasp the unhappiness in his leader's heart, but it might be because Qin Wuyan hid it too well: "Yes! This subordinate will definitely return as soon as possible."

He is the shadow guard of the leader, so naturally he does not need to deal with the affairs of the leader, but the order of the leader is absolute.

Qin Wuyan left, and Ying Qiben planned to go to his own business immediately, but in order to avoid suspicion from the leader, or to know that he had deceived him, he first contacted Mr. Wudao.

However, what surprised Ying Qi was that Young Master Wu Dao was also in this city.

Ying Qi held the note given to him by the intelligence personnel of Tianshengjiao, with a solemn expression: "Young Master Wudao, the Holy Blood Building... What is his purpose?"

No matter what purpose the other party had, Ying Qi went to the appointment on time.

The door of the private room of the restaurant has just opened, and the aroma of wine is blowing in. Young Master Wudao is sitting at the table in front of the window, pouring wine.

Ying Qi entered the room and closed the door behind his back: "I'm late?"

"It's not too late, I came early."

Ying Qi walked over and sat down opposite, watching Young Master Wudao put a glass of wine in front of him, then rolled his eyelids at him: "Master Qin is gone?"

Ying Qi's heart tightened, and his vigilance was suppressed in his eyes: "Master Wudao has something to do with my leader?"

Mr. Wudao was withdrawing his hand from delivering the wine glass, when he suddenly paused, he glanced at Ying Qi strangely, Ninjun couldn't help lowering his voice, and said vaguely: "My family?"

"What?" Ying Qi didn't hear what he said clearly.

Young Master Wudao picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip: "It's nothing." Then he raised his glass to him.

Ying Qi also took a sip hesitantly, not knowing what happened, but he could feel that Young Master Wu Dao seemed to be in a better mood?

The two of them didn't do anything when they met, they just drank, and naturally there was no long talk, but there was a little accident before they separated.

Ying Qi hugged Young Master Wu Dao who had fallen asleep drunk and put him on the couch in the restaurant. He really did not expect that Young Master Wu Dao could drink so little.

Ying Qi looked at the pretty pink on the cheeks of Young Master Wudao, stared at it for a while, then turned and left. He didn't drink much and was ready to do his own business.

This was the first time he had lied to the leader, and he felt guilty, so he had to finish it and return to the church as soon as possible.

Ying Qi turned to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by a hand, caught off guard and slashed down with his backhand, using a lot of force, if he did it hard, he would definitely break the wrist bone of the hand that grabbed him.

"Ah Qi..." With an intimate and familiar way of calling, Ying Qi froze at the moment he struck down, and he turned his head and stared at the Wudao young master lying on the couch in disbelief.

"Ah Seven..."

As if stung by a bee, Yingqi threw off the hand that Master Wudao was holding on to him like a conditioned reflex, and then froze.

What am I afraid of?

This is not the leader.

The one who dared to belittle him so much... Well, okay, no one has ever belittled him, if it really counts, the leader has kissed him.

But, I didn't expect Young Master Wudao to have such thoughts for him?

Ying Qi turned around slowly, her eyebrows twitched, and her eyes fell on the face of Young Master Wu Dao.

This matter is really strange, he and Young Master Wu Dao are just acquainted for the first time, he has self-knowledge, he does not have the appearance and temperament that make people fall in love at first sight, how could Young Master Wu Dao fall in love with him?

It seems that the leader is about the same.

etc!Look at... the leader?

No!It is the leader who likes the innocent son.

Thinking of this, Ying Qi's face was not only confused and slightly surprised, but his body shook in shock, and his mind went blank.

In the next instant, killing intent burst out from Ying Qi's eyes, and he stabbed at Young Master Wudao.

Young Master Wudao was probably really drunk, and he didn't wake up in the face of such a strong killing intent. He just frowned and moved/body uncomfortably.

This movement didn't matter, Ying Qi woke up immediately, her killing intent receded like a tide, her face turned completely white, even her lips were pale.

He thought of a very important thing!

Young Master Wu Dao likes him, he likes the leader, and the leader likes... Young Master Wu Dao.

Ying Qi looked at Young Master Wu Dao with complicated and bitter eyes: "Master..." The person I like is you!

The feelings he didn't dare to express were more cruel than asking for nothing, and he didn't even dare to ask for it.However, with Mr. Wudao, he didn't have to pay anything, and he got it easily.

What he dreams of is something that Mr. Wudao doesn't need at all. He... is so envious!

Ying Qi closed his eyes and suppressed all the pain inside. It felt like a drowning person finally surfaced. After taking a breath of air, he was immediately pulled down by the underwater plants.

The days of getting along with the leader are his hopes.Now, with hope completely shattered, the feeling of drowning again is always more terrifying and hopeless than the first time.

When Ying Qi opened his eyes again, there was nothing inside, only thick black and deep, the insoluble black made people feel the endless darkness.

The leader is pleased with Young Master Wudao, so he must cut off Young Master Wudao's feelings for him, and Young Master Wudao must respond to the leader's affection.

Ying Qi took off the robe of Young Master Wu Dao that he put on the screen, and lightly covered Young Master Wu Dao.

This is the person the leader likes, and he must take good care of it.

Master Wudao likes him, there is a high probability that it is true, after all, no one would take risks for a stranger, let alone invite another son from the God Blood Building to go straight to Badaomen, that is a top-notch sect in the world, even if it is It is impossible for the young master of the Divine Blood Tower to be in danger in the face of all the combat power of a big faction.

The Shenxue Building has always been aloof in the Jianghu, but now there is a person who enters the bloody battlefield for him.

Ying Qi left the restaurant lightly, the sky was raining, it was raining, but the air was exceptionally fresh.

Ying Qi raised his head and looked at the dark sky: It is impossible for Master Wudao to develop affection for him for no reason, so something must have happened that he didn't know about, related to himself and Young Master Wudao.

"It must be found out." Ying Qi murmured, walking into the rain.

After Ying Qi left, Young Master Wu Dao, who was lying on the couch drunk and drowsy, opened his eyes, but he was not drunk inside.

Young Master Wu Dao turned his body sideways and propped his head, pinching the robe covering his body, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, blooming on his stunning face, it was very pretty.

"However..." Young Master Wudao blinked his eyes, thinking of Ying Qi calling out "Master" when he looked at him, put down the hand supporting his head, and gently pillowed it on his arm, "Could it be that Ah Qi has discovered my identity? "

impossible!

In the next moment, Young Master Wudao denied himself: "Then why..."

Thinking of something, the smile on Young Master Wu Dao's face froze, disappeared little by little, and even became gloomy.

Young Master Wu Dao flipped off the robe covering his body, grabbed his own clothes and stared at it, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

He finally realized that the person Ying Qi took care of was Young Master Wudao, not Qin Wuyan, the leader of Tiansheng Sect.

Young Master Wudao tore off his robe and was about to throw it away. He froze when he lost half of it, and then slowly moved back, gently stroking the clothes: This was covered by his Ah Qi, and he still couldn't bear it and was not willing to throw it away. .

"Could it be that Ah Qi really has something for Master Wudao?"

Suspected of having something to do with Mr. Wudao, Ying Qi walked into a blacksmith's shop, not that kind of nameless small workshop, this blacksmith's shop was the big iron shop that cast the world-famous "Wu Ying Knife"!

Yingqi wants to make something with his own hands, something for the leader.