Our leader can't be so funny

Ye Fuyi followed the carriage far away, and found that the carriage had entered a mountain village called "Wuzhuang".The guards outside the villa were heavily guarded, Ye Fuyi did not continue to follow, but guarded not far from the villa, and waited until nightfall to climb over the wall and enter.

He walked along the wall for a while, saw the carriage carrying Fengling from the side of the flower stand, opened the curtain and looked, and sure enough, no one was inside.

He stood silently outside the carriage for a while, then suddenly turned and left, and swept into another courtyard.

The courtyard is brightly lit, reflecting the stars of the world.A group of maids came over, rings tinkling, Ye Fuyi quickly flashed into the shadows, waiting for them to leave.

The special fragrance left on Feng Ling's body came from the front direction. Although there were various smells mixed in the whole Wuzhuang, it did not bother Ye Fuyi who studied medicine since childhood.

He distinguished the fragrance all the way, and stopped in front of a house.There was no light in the room, and it was dark, but after being in it for a long time, I could still distinguish the scene through the faint moonlight.

The furnishings in the room were extremely gorgeous, and there was a figure vaguely lying in the middle of the big bed covered with flowing white gauze. Ye Fuyi approached and opened the curtain, and Feng Ling's sleeping face came into view.

"Ling'er." He called softly, but got no response, so he sat down on the edge of the bed, held Feng Ling's hand, and carefully felt his pulse.

The group of people actually fed him medicine again in the carriage.

Ye Fuyi put down his hand, took out a pill from his sleeve, squeezed Feng Ling's chin and fed it to him.

Footsteps were heard outside the house, Ye Fuyi stood up suddenly, waved down the bed curtain, leaped up to the beam, and watched the movement below with bated breath.

The door of the room was pushed open, and the dim candlelight and moonlight poured in together. I saw that the visitor was dressed in brocade clothes, his hair was tied up high, his face was handsome, and his temperament was outstanding.On the left and right stands a woman in Chinese clothes holding a candlestick, and the former sister Yan is also there, following with a respectful expression.

The girls lit the lamps in the house with candles, and after putting down the candlesticks, they each stepped aside.

Sister Yan walked to the bed and said to the man, "Young master, he is here."

The man walked in front of the window with his hands behind his back, raised a hand to pick up the white gauze, and glanced lightly.

Sister Yan signaled the servant girl to bring the candlestick over, and the light in front of her eyes became much brighter in an instant. Feng Ling closed her eyes lightly, her thin lips were pursed into a line, her fair face looked as if it were made of snow under the bright red candlelight, and the corners of her eyes twitched. A cinnabar mole immediately added three points of beauty to this handsome face.

The so-called beauty is incomparable...

The man sighed slightly.

"Young master?" Sister Yan called anxiously.

"Has his identity been found out?"

Since asking this way, it means that this person has fallen into the eyes of the young master, Sister Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Go back to the young master, we are investigating."

"Who is it?" The young master suddenly shouted, flipped the bottom of his hand, and immediately shot a cold light towards Ye Fuyi.

Ye Fuyi on the beam rolled back and pushed open the window with his palm. The white shadow disappeared into the moonlight.

"Chase." Sister Yan ordered.

Immediately, only the man was left in the room, and Feng Ling's light breathing could be vaguely heard in the silence.The man stared at Feng Ling for a moment, and Sister Yan came back with two women to report: "Return to Master, that man has escaped."

"Trash!" the man scolded coldly.

Sister Yan and the others lowered their heads, waiting for his answer.

The man was silent for a moment, and said in a cold voice: "Continue to investigate."

"Take orders." Sister Yan said.

"Back off." The man said lightly, with a bit of tiredness in his voice.

Sister Yan glanced at Feng Ling on the bed, and retreated respectfully with the two women, and closed the door for him.

The man sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to caress Feng Ling's face.Perhaps because he wanted to take a closer look, he leaned slightly to get closer, only to see that fair face looked more and more unreal in the flickering candle shadow.

It seems to have a little fragrance.

Like the smell of grass and trees, refreshing, strange, desirable...

The man's face showed a somewhat intoxicated expression, and he was very close to Feng Ling's face, almost touching the tip of his nose. Suddenly, Feng Ling opened his eyes, and a clear but sharp gaze shot straight at him. into his eyes.

The man was startled and was about to back away, but it was too late.

The sharp object in Feng Ling's hand was pressing against his throat, as long as he stabbed lightly, he would die in an instant.

This man is so fast.The man sighed slightly.

Feng Ling held the silver hairpin with one hand, supported the bed with the other, and slowly got up, forcing the man to straighten up, but he didn't dare to move.

The hairpin was stuffed into his palm by Ye Fuyi, and when he gave it to him, he only whispered a word in his ear: "The hairpin is poisonous, be careful."

The part Feng Ling was holding was wrapped in a brocade handkerchief.

The moment Ye Fuyi left his body, Feng Ling felt a warm current circulating in his body. It seemed that the internal force that Ye Fuyi secretly gave him broke the blockade of the medicine on his internal force.

Then the mysterious man in front of him entered the house.

Feng Ling stared at the man coldly, and asked, "Who are you?"

The man actually smiled lightly, and said slowly: "He Lianming, the master of Xiawu Village."

Feng Ling frowned, apparently not expecting him to answer honestly, paused, and said coldly: "Get up."

Helian Ming stood up.

"Get out." Feng Ling said again.

He Lianming said softly: "Don't get excited." He turned around and walked out the door.

As soon as she walked to the door, Feng Ling's expression suddenly changed, and she turned to glare at He Lianming.

He Lianming's innocent face: "I didn't order it."

Seeing countless cold arrows pointing at the two of them, Feng Ling said angrily, "You're courting death."

"You can't escape even if you kill me." He Lianming said indifferently, reminding him, "Your friend has abandoned you and ran for his life, why not follow me? You can choose your weapon."

Feng Ling snorted, and said silently, it's a good idea, I am the leader of the martial arts alliance, and you are just a supporting role.

"Tell them to back down." Feng Ling pressed the silver hairpin, "Be careful with your life."

"Back off." He Lianming ordered with great momentum.

All the archers took three steps back in unison.

Feng Ling dragged He Lianming into the courtyard, walked through the Moon Cave Gate, and walked to a relatively wide courtyard, He Lianming said again: "We don't seem to be familiar with each other yet, but when we do, you will definitely change your mind about me. "

"Shut up!" Feng Ling shouted impatiently.This broken village is so big, where is the exit?Suddenly, he felt movement above his head, and he raised his head suddenly.

The eyes of He Lianming next to him flashed, and his hand was like lightning, he held his wrist, twisted it lightly, and the extremely strong internal force rushed into his body, tearing at the meridians, Feng Ling had no choice but to let go of his hand under the severe pain.

The silver hairpin fell to the ground with a crisp sound.A palm wrapped in wind and thunder landed on Feng Ling's shoulder, and Feng Ling gave way sideways, but did not completely avoid it after all.

With a bang, the moment he fell to the ground, a huge iron cage fell down, covering him just in time.

Feng Ling pressed her shoulder with one hand and supported the ground with the other, her face was slightly pale, and she looked up at He Lianming who was standing outside the iron cage with a relaxed expression.

He Lianming smiled, and softly spit out four words: "Soldiers never tire of cheating."

Feng Ling simply sat on the ground with his back leaning against the iron cage, practicing kung fu to heal his injuries in secret, with a gloomy expression on his face. If the gloom turned into reality, he would definitely see a black mushroom cloud above his head.

Shouldn't the arrogant and beating lines like "Bing Bu Tie Lie" be exclusive to this seat?The leader who was robbed of his lines was a little unhappy.

Although he is one of the protagonists of this article, as the cp who is the incarnation of justice and the leader of the martial arts, the setting of a vicious and insidious villain must be ruthless.

Unhappy.

The author must be slippery, that's why he put such a cool and domineering attribute setting on this unremarkable supporting role.

Ask the story to go back.

No!Require the plot to be reversed.

The one who is locked in the iron cage in embarrassment must be a supporting role!That's right!

Of course, He Lianming, who had been classified as an "inconspicuous" "supporting role", didn't know what the leader was thinking. He just saw the leader's depressed expression and was slightly taken aback.

He was obviously arrogant just now, and this kind of reversal must be ruthless. He Lianming felt that his heart was about to be melted by the leader, and instantly regretted that he had hit too hard just now. I don’t know how he was hurt. But look good.

Helian Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, deeply thinking that the leader was more interesting than any beauties he had gotten before, so he squatted outside the cage and poked the leader.

The leader is manic: "What are you doing? Be careful that I beat you!"

He Lianming withdrew his hand: "You really don't think about following me?"

The leader is angry: "I have a partner!" The target is more handsome than you, that's right!

He Lianming sighed regretfully: "It seems that I have to wait until you agree before I can release you."

The priest glared at him.

"So cute." He Lianming was stunned.

The leader complained, grandma's, such a weak word as cute is actually used on the domineering me, this supporting role is not very educated, the appraisal is completed.

After He Lianming left, the leader continued to squat on the ground while pretending to be a mushroom and practicing kung fu to heal his injuries.

At dawn, the leader tried to break open the iron cage with his bare hands, but in the end, he had to use all his strength to feed, but he only bent a little, and his head was not stretched out enough.

The leader decided to give up temporarily and save his strength.