The boss always wants me to die [Quick Transmigration]

In front of Lihen Valley, all the famous sects in Jianghu gathered together like never before. They looked at the huge crowd of Demon Cultists in front of them. I have done a lot of evil for many years, and today we, the righteous people of the martial arts, are gathered together to attack you, so come out and die soon!"

The members of the Devil's Sect parted ways on their own, and Li Qianren walked out leisurely. Some young disciples were dumbfounded by her beautiful face. Li Qianren raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Moli on the opposite side without realizing it. A boy was pulled out from behind the crowd.

When he saw the young man, Chen Moli's expression changed, and he called out to the young man eagerly, "Feng'er—"

Chen Wenyao bit the bullet and looked at the opposite father, although he tried his best to make psychological hints - this is just a task, don't take it too seriously.But when he saw Chen Moli's worried and annoyed expression, and remembered the little things he had done to him in the past ten years, he still couldn't help but blush.

He knelt down with a "plop" and said, "Father, I'm sorry, the child has already joined the Devil's Cult, and is now a member of the Devil's Cult."

"What did you say!" Chen Moli said in shock.The righteous people on the opposite side were also in an uproar.

"Just a moment ago, the boy joined the Devil's Cult." Chen Wenyao closed his eyes and smiled wryly.

"Chen Yufeng! Tell me honestly, is it because of the demons who forced you!!!" Chen Moli roared angrily.

Chen Moli shook his head, "I did it voluntarily. Father, just treat me as an unfilial son."

A young disciple in the righteous way couldn't see it, and said, "Bah! Chen Yufeng, thanks to the fact that you are still the son of leader Chen, you have completely disgraced our righteous way of martial arts!"

A few disciples beside him also said angrily, "Chen Yufeng, is this what Leader Chen usually teaches you?! People like you are really a scum of martial arts!"

"Hey, it seems that the fame of the Chen family is about to be ruined by this kind of person."

"It's really a declining world, and people's hearts are not old. It seems that we will have to see if our children can distinguish right from wrong when we go back. If they are like Chen Yufeng, it's better to kill them with one sword and eliminate harm for the martial arts!" Said the gray beard.

……

No matter how everyone accused Chen Wenyao, he always looked indifferent, which made Leader Chen very angry.

He pointed at Chen Wenyao's nose, "All the martial artists testify that from now on, Chen Yufeng is no longer my son, Chen Moli. If you see him in the future, just kill him!"

Chen Wenyao lowered his head and smiled wryly.

"I have one more thing to announce—" Chen Moli turned around and bowed deeply to the righteous people, "Chen Moli asked all martial arts seniors to look up to him. It has been more than ten years since he became the leader of this martial arts alliance. Now Chen Moli A certain child has no way to teach, and after such a scandal, Chen Moli has no face to face the martial arts people, and he is willing to abdicate to let the virtuous." After the words fell to the right path, there was another discussion on the other side.

After hearing this passage, Chen Wenyao raised his head abruptly.

"Leader Chen doesn't need to be like this," the white-browed Taoist held a gossip plate and looked deeply at Chen Moli, "All of us have witnessed the behavior of Lord Chen in the past 15 years. The disputes between sects are also more harmonious because of the mediation of Leader Chen."

Chen Moli shook his head, "Chen is really ashamed to be the leader of the alliance anymore."

Taoist Baimei wanted to persuade him again, but the head of the Wuji faction interrupted, "This is really the best, I wonder when will the leader of the martial arts be elected?"

Chen Moli cupped his hands, "Chen has decided not to interfere in this matter."

The head of the Qingxin faction looked at the head of the Wuji faction beside him and sneered, "The head of the Wuji faction agrees so much, has he made up his mind to be the next leader?"

"What is the head of Qingxin talking about? Don't you all want to be the next leader?"

"I just can't understand some people's villainous faces. In terms of martial arts and character, besides Daoist Baimei, who else is more suitable to be the leader of the martial arts than Leader Chen?"

"Hmph! Character? Who knows if the Chen family has colluded with the Demon Cult for a long time. It seems that the Demon Cult has been suppressed by us all these years. Maybe it's because they teamed up and acted!"

"Master Wuji! Please pay attention to your words and deeds!!!" Bai Mei warned.

The head of the Promise Sect grinned and looked at Chen Wenyao and his son in front of them, flicked his sleeves and turned away.

After he left, Baimei sighed, patted Chen Moli on the shoulder, and finally led everyone back.

As soon as they left, Chen Wenyao seemed to have suddenly lost all motivation, and knelt down on the ground decadently.

Li Qianren squatted beside him in a good mood, his magnetic voice was still so charming, but Chen Wenyao was not in the mood to appreciate it.

"What's wrong? Sorry?"

Chen Wenyao shook his head, his waist was still in hot pain, for some reason, but his heart felt even more uncomfortable.

Back in his room, Chen Wenyao lay flat on the bed with his eyes open, showing a state of emptiness.

As an audience who stood by and watched the show from beginning to end, Xiang Ning was moved by his uncomfortable back kneeling on the ground at the end. He tentatively spoke to Chen Wenyao, "Are... are you okay?"

Chen Wenyao remained motionless, as if he didn't see the hand shaking above his head.

Xiang Ning:_(:з」∠)_

He pushed Chen Wenyao's shoulder again, and Chen Wenyao came back to his senses, looking at the handsome face in front of him, he looked away, "Don't panic, I'm fine."

Xiang Ning said "Oh", looked at the sad look of the boy, rubbed his hair, and comforted him, "Take it as a game, so that you won't be sad."

Chen Wenyao sniffed, "Who says I'm sad."

"Okay, okay, you're not sad." Xiang Ning nodded his forehead amusedly, his intimacy gave Chen Wenyao a strange feeling, he inadvertently looked into Xiang Ning's eyes, his eyes met, there was something colliding, something what is burning...

After a long time, Xiang Ning turned his eyes first, "You are tired, go to bed first."

"Are you gay?" Chen Wenyao asked suddenly.

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