Our leader can't be so funny

Su Yin put away the broken knife, and took Yun Sujin back to the house, Feng Ling continued to sit in the courtyard to study the Shenyue Order, after a while, Ruan Xiaomu came in from outside the courtyard with a Holding two skewers of mutton skewers, seeing Feng Ling, he called out, "Master."

Feng Ling raised her head, her gaze fell on the mutton skewers in his hand.

Ruan Xiaomu handed one of the strings to Feng Ling and asked, "Why didn't the leader go to the meeting with the leader?"

"They're all people from the martial arts world. I'm the leader of a demon cult. Why go there to join in the fun." Feng Ling said indifferently, took a bite of the mutton skewers, and her eyes lit up.

……tasty.

Ruan Xiaomu nodded: "But why didn't Helian and Su Yin participate?"

"Wuzhuang is both good and evil, and is not under the control of the Wulin League. Naturally, He Lianming will not participate in this kind of internal meeting of the Wulin League. As for Su Yin, he has no family and no affiliation. If he goes, he can't get in the way."

Ruan Xiaomu saw the Shenyue Token in his hand, and said in surprise: "Hey, it's been a long time since I saw you, the leader, studying the Shenyue Token."

Feng Ling remembered Ye Fuyi's deceit, and snorted arrogantly.

He will settle this account well!

After a two-hour meeting, the plan to attack Honglian Villa was finally formulated. Ye Fuyi pushed open the door of the room, originally planning to spend some time with Feng Ling, but the scene inside the room stunned the leader.

If it weren't for the fact that there are experts everywhere in this yard, the leader almost thought he was ransacked.

He bent down and picked up a robe that had been trampled beyond recognition under his feet, feeling a little mixed. Looking at the messy traces in the room, the crumbling furniture, and the wardrobe that had been cracked by someone's palm, This violent style is definitely the style of the leader.

Ye Fuyi had a headache and rubbed his forehead. It was obvious that Feng Ling had discovered the existence of Shenyue Ling and was furious.

Why didn't he take the Shenyue Order with him!Leader Ye fell into deep annoyance, and was struggling with how to coax the leader to change his mind, especially now that the leader is still suffering from Soul Loss Gu, if he is angry and refuses to cooperate with his treatment, it will be good... …

Thinking of this, Ye Fuyi became even more flustered in the wind.

However, people always want to coax it back, and that is the priceless treasure that he cherishes on the tip of his heart.

Ye Fuyi walked out of the house, instead of going directly to Feng Ling, he went out first, ran from the town to the end, packed a bag full of pastries and fruits, and felt more at ease.

Leader Ye, who was carrying a bag across his shoulders, was walking on the corridor. Su Yin was walking towards him with a bowl of noodles just ordered for Yun Sujin. Seeing his attire, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Mr. Ye, are you going out now?" Is it far away?"

Ye Fuyi: "..."

He stared at Su Yin for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Have you ever quarreled with Miss Yun?"

Su Yin was confused, and smiled embarrassedly: "There was one time, but that time it was really my fault, I misunderstood her."

Ye Fuyi was silent for a moment, then asked again: "...how did you coax him back?"

"Apologize, apologize, honestly take a beating." Su Yin gave him a strange look, "Who did President Ye offend?"

Ye Fuyi didn't speak, but just reminded him: "The face is getting cold."

"Oh." Su Yin came back to his senses and ran away quickly, "Leader Ye, I'm leaving first, we'll talk next time."

Ye Fuyi took a deep breath.An apology, an apology, a beating... It's just Fengling's fist. Thinking about Ye Fuyi's whole body hurts. Naturally, a man's fist and a woman's fist cannot be compared. For the first time, he hoped that Fengling could only The strength of a woman.

A round of setting sun slowly fell towards the west mountain, and the afterglow fell on the courtyard with a golden halo.Ye Fuyi's figure was elongated by the setting sun and reflected on the door. He knocked on the door and called the leader's name.

There was no response from the house.

Ye Fuyi took a deep breath and said, "Ling'er, I know you're here. If you don't make a sound, I'll assume your acquiescence and I'll go in."

After speaking, there was no response from inside the room.

Ye Fuyi raised his hand to push the door, the door was locked from the inside, he pushed out with an internal force, and instantly broke the door bolt.

Ye Fuyi pushed the door open and entered, just as he took a step, a cold light suddenly hit his eyes.Ye Fuyi dodged subconsciously, but the sword light persisted and ran after him.

Ye Fuyi dodged left and right, with his hands behind his back, without any retaliation.

Although he was ready to be beaten up by Feng Ling, he didn't expect that the one who greeted him was a sword instead of a fist. This made Ye Fuyi very embarrassed. If he was really slashed with a sword like this, something serious might happen.

The elites of various factions of the martial arts are in this courtyard. Once the leader of the martial arts is cut down, they will definitely not sit idly by. At that time, no matter how high Feng Ling's martial arts are, there is no way to break through under the siege of so many people.

For the sake of thorough consideration, Ye Fuyi felt that Fengling couldn't be allowed to be petty like this, so he took advantage of Fengling's sword stabbing at him again, raised his hand to hold his wrist, twisted it lightly, and made it Jianfeng turned in one direction, pierced the bead curtain on the side, and immediately the beads fell all over the ground.

Feng Ling was furious immediately, and the other hand that was still free exercised enough internal strength to slap Ye Fuyi on the shoulder.

Ye Fuyi hesitated for a moment, didn't dodge, took the slap hard, took two steps back, and stepped on the slippery beads on the ground.

Originally, Ye Fuyi could easily balance his body, but when he met Shang Fengling's angry eyes, Ye Fuyi changed his mind instantly, relaxed himself, let his body fall out, and fell hard on the ground behind him, bang With a bang, his head hit the wall.

Feng Ling's anger still persisted, he was chasing after him with a sword, he thought Ye Fuyi could dodge, but unexpectedly he fell out like this.

Feng Ling was startled secretly. Seeing that the sword was about to hit Ye Fuyi, she quickly withdrew her strength. The blade of the sword deviated slightly, and it stabbed fiercely into the wooden cabinet next to Ye Fuyi. The blade was just touching Ye Fuyi. Fuyi's head was really extremely dangerous.

Feng Ling was startled into a cold sweat, panicked for a moment, didn't hold back her strength, and just threw herself into Ye Fuyi's arms.

Ye Fuyi opened his arms very happily, and hugged him, even though the force of Feng Ling's body hitting him made him frown in pain.

Feng Ling: "..."

After struggling but not breaking free, Feng Ling couldn't help being furious: "Let go of me!"

"Don't let me go, unless Ling'er forgives me, the sea will dry up forever, just don't let me go."

"..." Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reached out to poke Ye Fuyi's cheek, and lightly bit Ye Fuyi's ear, "President Ye, has anyone ever said that your skin is thicker than a city wall? "

"No, someone said that my mouth is sweeter than sugar, do you want Ling'er to taste it?" Ye Fuyi continued very smoothly.

Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, and then angrily said word by word: "Who! Said it!"

"Is Ling'er jealous?" Ye Fuyi asked happily.

"Hmph." Feng Ling snorted softly, "I only eat spicy food."

Ye Fuyi looked at his radiant expression from close at hand, couldn't help holding his head with both hands, and bit his mouth.

Feng Ling: "#￥%..." You!steal!Raid!

mean!Shameless!Dirty!

Naturally, Ye Fuyi wouldn't leave him so much strength to scold others, and he used his tenderness and sweetness to paint Feng Ling's lips to his heart's content, and it didn't take long for Feng Ling to become dizzy and couldn't find the north.

Ye Fuyi was very satisfied, and the kiss became even more passionate, almost exhausting all the pampering in his life, just wanting to drown the person in front of him in his tenderness, leaving only himself in his eyes and heart.

Feng Ling felt that he was going to be out of breath, the only breath left in the world was Ye Fuyi, he could only breathe with his breath, he even had an illusion that without Ye Fuyi, he would not be able to survive go down.

Every time they kiss, Ye Fuyi will give him this feeling.

This man is far from being as gentle as he sees in his eyes. Gentleman, he is domineering, assertive, and possesses a strong desire to control and possess. It can be seen from every way he kisses that he monopolizes in the name of gentleness Controlling Feng Ling's world, even trying to control his thoughts.

Different from Ye Fuyi's sophistication, Feng Ling is pure and immature in this respect, Ye Fuyi can completely control his rhythm, whether it is the feeling of happiness or pain, it is all given by Ye Fuyi, Feng Ling has no choice.

Feng Ling's breath was gradually taken away, and he could only breathe the breath in Ye Fuyi's mouth. Tears gradually appeared in the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't help moaning, and grabbed Ye Fuyi's clothes indiscriminately, but this was not enough. , he seemed to be sucked into the depths of the vortex on the bottom of the sea by the strong wind, spinning around without any support.

At this moment, Feng Ling suddenly had the urge to cry and beg for mercy.

He poked Ye Fuyi's body vigorously with his nails, hoping to awaken his reason - he could hardly hold on anymore.

Every kiss in the past, sometimes gentle, sometimes domineering, but never like this crazy, almost with the decisive momentum of the world falling apart.

This man actually wanted to swallow himself.As Feng Ling thought about it, she felt that her consciousness was gradually leaving her mind.

……

……

When Feng Ling opened his eyes, Ye Fuyi was sitting next to him, an oil lamp was lit in the room, the window was half open, the night wind blew in, and the light of the fire was flickering.

With the recovery of consciousness, the memory gradually returned to his mind.Feng Ling couldn't help covering her face with her hands, crying in her heart - I was kissed and fainted!

Can I still have the aura of being the leader of the Demon Cult?

Ye Fuyi noticed his movement, turned around, took his hand away from his cheek, with a very happy smile on his face and eyes, and called out softly: "Ling'er."

Feng Ling simply covered her head with the quilt.

Ye Fuyi laughed, leaned over and hugged him with the quilt, and threatened in a low voice: "If you don't come out again, I will take off your clothes and kiss you all over your body."

Feng Ling, who was huddled under the quilt, suddenly widened her eyes.