Our leader can't be so funny

Feng Ling put down the mirror, put her clothes back on her body, frowned and looked at the moonlight falling on the ground, and judging from the investigation just now, it seemed that all the defenses in the Dragon Mansion had been adjusted, even the guards who had always been the last The weak South Court has strengthened its troops.

So Long Qingyue had already discovered that he had drawn such a topographic map, but why didn't he make trouble?With his temperament, if he finds out that he has done such a thing, he will be furious, maybe he has forgiven himself.

But why should he forgive himself for what he did?

Because you have unavoidable difficulties?Or is it actually involuntary?

Feng Ling was startled, thinking of a terrible possibility, someone used drugs or other methods to control him without his knowledge, making him obey him!

Thinking of Long Qingyue's strange behavior, Feng Ling felt that her deduction was correct.

It's unbearable to actually control him!

Feng Ling stood up abruptly, and then there was a knock on the door, and a worried voice came from outside, asking, "Master Feng, are you asleep?"

I'm afraid he ran away.Feng Ling sneered, and deliberately replied in a confused voice: "I'm asleep, what's the matter?"

"Oh, it's okay, excuse me, Mr. Feng, you can rest." The people outside breathed a sigh of relief.

The sound of footsteps came from the courtyard.

Feng Ling spread out the previous map on the table in front of him, looked at the lines and signs on it, and thought, since Long Qingyue has discovered that he has drawn the map, since he didn't stop it, it means that he has secretly adjusted all the defenses And formation agencies, in other words, this map is useless.

He raised his hand and crushed the blueprint. The more difficult question now is what method the other party used to control him to work for them, and what is their purpose.

Feng Ling really wants to go berserk now, really wants to take the pot of Red Lotus Villa and make wine with Bushenglian, it must be a good thing he did, it's all right, yes, there is also the one who is good with him.

But the most urgent thing is to leave Longfu to find Ye Fuyi, he is the successor of the medical sage, ask him to have a look, maybe there is a way to find out the root cause, or, tonight, break through the magical power.

But this is simply impossible, after all, after so many years of practice, the left and right protectors say that they have reached a bottleneck, every time Feng Ling sees their sad eyes, Feng Ling has the urge to break the Shenyue Order, but Now Shenyue Ling is still at Li Chengyu's place, a headache, one is more difficult to provoke than the other.

Feng Ling sat back on the bed, crossed her legs, and decided to try to see if she could break through the magic skills, maybe there would be a turning point.There is a good saying that people's potential is forced out.

Many years later, the leader found out that the reason why he was unable to practice magical skills was that he had already committed suicide to Ye Fuyi, and almost made Ye Fuyi's face bloody.Of course, in order to compensate for Feng Ling's loss, Ye Fuyi searched all over the world for him, and even had a lot of secret books on double cultivation.

Although Feng Ling did not practice the magic skills of the Shenyue Order, he has become one of the best masters in the world by virtue of his aptitude and those strange books. These are all things to come.

But the current situation is that the leader is eager for quick success and instant benefits, and he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so he has lost his temper.

After Long Qingyue returned to the mansion, he immediately went to see Feng Ling. He knocked on the door for a long time but no one responded. .”

Then it was Feng Ling who was at odds with him.Long Qingyue opened the door with a palm, and stepped into the room with a livid face, but was startled when he saw Feng Ling lying on the bed.

Hastily rushed over to hug him in his arms, only to feel that the tentacles were icy cold, Long Qingyue felt an empty space in his heart, and stretched out his fingers trembling slightly to feel his breath.

His breath was weak, but he was still alive.He breathed a sigh of relief, then held Feng Ling's wrist, carefully checked his pulse, and tried to inject true energy into his body, but encountered a strong internal force blocking it.

Long Qingyue involuntarily withdrew his hand, his face full of shock.

How could there be such a powerful internal force in Feng Ling's body?

After pondering for a moment, Long Qingyue held Feng Ling's wrist again, trying to guide that internal force with his true energy.

Uncle De came over from the entrance of the courtyard and stopped at the door with a hesitant expression.

Long Qingyue raised his head and asked, "Uncle De, what's the matter?"

"A young man who claimed to be the leader of the martial arts handed over a greeting card saying that he wanted to see you." Uncle De said.

"Ye Fuyi?" Long Qingyue frowned, "Why did you find him so quickly? Tell him, I don't see you."

"Yes." Uncle De nodded, just as he turned around, he suddenly saw a guard running in from outside the courtyard in a panic, and asked with a sullen expression, "What happened?"

"Reporting to the steward, that son who claimed to be the leader of the martial arts, he, he killed in just now, and he has injured many of us."

"You bastard!" Before Uncle De could speak, Long Qingyue scolded from inside the room, "Am I raising you all a bunch of idiots?"

The guard lowered his head in shame: "In addition to the leader of the martial arts alliance, there are also the owner of Wuzhuang and the young master of Shangguan's family. They are all strong in martial arts, and they have a lot of people. The brothers have tried their best."

"He Lianming?" Long Qingyue repeated He Lianming's name in a cold voice, "If he really leaked Feng Ling's whereabouts, he shouldn't have been allowed to leave in the first place."

"Master, what should we do?" Uncle De asked in a low voice.

"Activate the mechanism and hold them back." Long Qingyue finished speaking in a deep voice, took a cloak to wrap around Feng Ling, hugged it in his arms, turned around and said, "Prepare the car."

The carriage stopped at the door of the backyard, and Long Qingyue carried Feng Ling across the corridor, and could vaguely hear the sound of fighting coming from the front yard.

Long Qingyue snorted coldly, went straight out of the courtyard, got into the carriage, put Feng Ling on the soft cushion, and raised his voice to the driver: "Go to Doctor Ren."

The coachman responded, swung his whip, and the horse neighed, and the carriage wobbled and started.

Long Qingyue looked at Feng Ling through the faint light, and stretched out his hand to lift the hair on his sideburns. Suddenly, the carriage stopped suddenly, and the horse stopped, raised its front hooves, raised its head and let out bursts of neighing. The coachman flung himself out.

Long Qingyue quickly raised his arms to hug Feng Ling to prevent him from knocking on the carriage, and lifted the curtain, only to see a young man standing with his hands behind his back on the top of a tree not far away, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, It was Ye Fuyi, the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Seeing his gaze passing over Feng Ling and meeting Long Qingyue's, he couldn't help being slightly startled, and said in surprise, "It's you? I didn't expect you to be alive."

Long Qingyue curled his lips coldly: "Long time no see, Leader Ye."

Ye Fuyi's eyes turned back to Feng Ling, his face sank slightly: "What's wrong with him?"

"Don't bother President Ye to worry about it, I have already bought Feng Ling, and now he is mine, President Ye please come back."

Ye Fuyi frowned fiercely: "Perhaps Feng Ling didn't tell you that I already had a physical relationship with him, so why do you say that he belongs to you?"

Long Qingyue was taken aback for a moment, but quickly regained his composure: "I won't ask about his past. From now on, his future will be under my control."

Ye Fuyi's face was slightly cold: "Longcheng, for the sake of you saving Ling'er, I can ignore what you did, now, put Ling'er down for me."

Long Qingyue smiled coldly, took out a musket from his waist, pointed the muzzle at Ye Fuyi, and laughed wildly: "That depends on whether you, President Ye, have the ability to snatch Feng Ling from me today."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a bang, and the steel ball was pushed towards Ye Fuyi quickly under the push of the ammunition.

Ye Fuyi's face changed slightly, his body was like a big white bird, it swept lightly and avoided the blow.

The arc of Long Qingyue's mouth became colder and colder, and he fired several shots at Ye Fuyi, with constant bang bang, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.Ye Fuyi's body was covered with sweat, and his arm was brushed by the steel ball, slightly oozing blood.

Long Qingyue blew on the muzzle of the gun, and looked at Ye Fuyi provocatively: "Do you want to continue? President Ye, I will not show mercy next time."

Ye Fuyi raised his hand to wipe away the blood, and smiled calmly: "You can try your best."

Long Qingyue's face turned cold, he quickly raised the muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger. At the same time, Ye Fuyi flew up, pulling out countless sword flowers from the sword in his hand. It's coming.

Long Qingyue quickly mobilized his internal strength to resist, his robe was filled with the wind, puffed up, and fluttered about.Ye Fuyi looked stern, dodging left and right, like a frightened bird, rushed towards Long Qingyue's wrist with the sword in his hand.

Long Qingyue was secretly surprised, he didn't expect that even his superb marksmanship could not hit Ye Fuyi, this person's speed is really too fast, the number one in the world is really not for nothing.

While sighing, Ye Fuyi had already rushed to him, Long Qingyue hesitated a little, then raised his hand and pushed Feng Ling out.

Ye Fuyi quickly retracted the sword edge, turned around slightly, and stretched his arms to wrap Feng Ling into his arms.

Long Qingyue took the opportunity to break the roof of the car, and quickly swept up the tall buildings beside him, and his figure disappeared under the vast blue sky in between.

... run backwards.Ye Fuyi sneered at the direction in which he disappeared, and fell back to the ground with Feng Ling in his arms.Feng Ling was still unconscious and fell completely limp in his arms.

Ye Fuyi put the sword back into its sheath, hugged Fengling pitifully, and within a few ups and downs, the person disappeared.

***

Ye Fuyi stepped into the courtyard with Feng Ling in his arms, Su Yin was talking with Yun Sujin in the courtyard, when he saw Feng Ling in his arms, he couldn't help being surprised: "Young Master Feng?"

"Su Yin, protect the law for me." Ye Fuyi hurried into the room with Feng Ling in his arms, leaving only this sentence.

"Okay, President Ye." Su Yin nodded fiercely, regardless of whether he saw it or not, and said to Yun Sujin in a low voice: "Sujin, sit here for a while, I want to watch for President Ye .”

Yun Sujin just looked at him expressionlessly.

Su Yin sighed, walked to the front of the house, fully alert.

After Ye Fuyi closed the door, he put Feng Ling on the bed, stretched out his hand to take Feng Ling's pulse carefully, but his reluctant eyes kept lingering on Feng Ling's face, and soon found out the reason for his coma.

——Being obsessed because of his eagerness for quick success.