The leader of the devil's sect, he is so cute

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Mo Zicheng felt that too much time was wasted in the Daomen, and it was for saving people. Now that the person is found, he can leave after Fu Wanran wakes up.

After about half a month, Fu Wanran woke up.He looked at the shocked Ruoye Xuansang beside him, and shrugged.Although Ruoye Xuansang was prepared in advance, he was still a little shocked when he saw that Fu Wanran woke up safe and sound.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"No, it's just...do you want to sit still and not wash your face, doctor?" Ruoye Xuansang was embarrassed by the question, so he had to make up a random reason.

"Of course I have to wash it!" Fu Wanran felt her whole body sore, probably because she was too tired and slept for several days.

Ha, where did I sleep for a few days? It's been more than two months.

As a shadow guard, Ling San, although he couldn't escape in Daomen, he could still do it by sneaking around, so he was entrusted with the heavy responsibility of telling Mozi City that Fu Wanran woke up. .

Really, Zero Three doesn't want to go!What are you doing at night?See other young couples flirting?Noisy.

Flirting is not really counted, but Mo Zicheng likes to harass Sanxiu at night when he can't sleep, and he never tires of it.Sanxiu endured hitting his hand every time, and he didn't know why the leader of the Demon Cult was so thick-skinned!Can't you see that you don't want to see him?

Mo Zicheng is not stupid, of course he can tell, but it is because of this that he is more willing to come!

Zero San hesitated for a while in front of Sanxiu's door, then opened the door and went in, knelt on one knee and said, "Master Doctor is awake."

Mo Zicheng nodded.Zero Three left immediately, he didn't want to stay between the two of them for one more second, Zero Two had told him before that when the two big guys were together, other people should not intervene, just say what you should.Just leave, don't stay.

He has never understood what Linger's instructions meant, but what Linger said and what he did, nine out of ten were correct, even if he didn't quite understand what Linger wanted to express, he would still listen.

Mozicheng looked at Sanxiu with a smile: "Little monk, Ah Ran woke up, we... have to run away too!"

"Ah."

Mozicheng took out a small bottle, poured out a green pill from it, and ate it.

Sanxiu asked him why he took the medicine, but Mo Zicheng didn't say anything, just said that it was an old problem and it didn't bother him.Sanxiu is also a discerning person, how could the other party force him to ask if he didn't want to mention it?What's more, they haven't been there for a long time, and they really shouldn't care about other people's affairs.

Mo Zicheng firmly believed that if Cheng Cheng was taking medicine, Sanxiu would be very concerned about it, asking questions from the beginning to the end, the kind who didn't want to be left behind at all!

"Lord of the Devil's Cult, how sure are you that we will be able to escape from the Dao Sect?" Sanxiu asked.

Mo Zicheng thought for a while, then replied with a smile: "To be honest, it's only [-]%!"

Sanxiu's complexion turned bad in an instant, is it only [-]%?

He wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to get away, but he felt that Mo Zicheng would still do it when he knew that there was only a [-]% chance of winning...

"It's stupid, knowing that the chances of winning are not great, but still doing it."

Mozicheng didn't think this kind of behavior was stupid, he asked Sanxiu: "If something happens to your Buddhist school, you can save it, but there is only a [-]% chance of winning, will you do it or not?"

Sanxiu didn't respond, but the answer was almost ready.

"Little monk, if you think I'm too adventurous, you don't have to participate. It's also a way to protect yourself. If something happens to us, I'm afraid I will trouble you..."

Sanxiu didn't want to listen to his words like last words at all. Although it was impolite, he interrupted: "The poor monk will accompany you to do it." Buddha saves all living beings, and others are all living beings, whether it is the leader of the demon sect or Ye Xuansang , at this moment, to him, they are all sentient beings.

Sanxiu knew that he had been under the protection of Buddhism for too long, so he didn't quite understand other people's thoughts and practices sometimes.And this journey of three repairs itself has three purposes: one is to eliminate demons and defend the way, but this is basically useless.The second is to find something to do when you have nothing to do.The third is... feel the warmth and warmth of human feelings.

I really don't understand that kind of behavior that I know can't be done, but no matter what, I still want to help, just for the sake of Chengcheng!

A letter was thrown in through the window suddenly, and Ling Yi quickly caught it. He opened the letter and read it from beginning to end.Then he got up and woke Xia Chuling and Mu Yaofeng up.

Xia Chuling, who was woken up, was obviously in a bad mood. He rubbed his eyes: "Lingyi! You better wake me up if you have something important to do!"

Ling Yi shook the letter in his hand: "You two, it's time for us to work!"

Mu Yaofeng took the letter from Lingyi: "At noon tomorrow? So suddenly?"

There was no warning, no advance notice, and it was directly stated that Tiandaomen was saving people.

Lingyi found that there was also a map in the envelope, an extremely abstract map.If you're not good at drawing, don't draw. I really can't understand this map!And is it not good to say?Why do you have to throw the letter? Hey!

To be honest, when the man was drawing the map, he felt that he was doing a good job, but he didn't expect to be deeply disgusted, but he was not disappointed at all, he just felt that it was Ling Yi and the others who couldn't appreciate his art!The teacher can understand!

And men don't talk to them directly because they have a sore throat and don't want to talk, probably because they are a little angry.

Mo Zicheng didn't know when he fell asleep, there was no way, he had a fight with Sanxiu too late at night.Sanxiu sat at the side and closed his eyes to rest his mind, but he didn't fall asleep. He was worried that if he really fell asleep, he and the leader of the Demon Cult would oversleep, it would be fun.

Sanxiu was a little sleepy. He opened his eyes and patted his face to wake himself up. In order to divert his attention, he decided to find something to do for himself, such as... watching the leader of the Demon Cult.

Mozicheng fell asleep on the table, and Sanxiu felt that it might not be comfortable for him to sleep on the table all the time, so he picked up Mozicheng and put him on the bed, and then sat on the edge of the bed.

In fact, Mo Zicheng looked like a frail scholar when he was asleep, but he kept his mouth full all day... tsk, his personality was... oh, what a waste of this face.

In his sleep, Mozicheng subconsciously leaned against Sanxiu. This action reminded him that Chengcheng also liked to be close to him when he was asleep. Should he be called a real brother?The reaction to falling asleep is the same.

Mo Zicheng had a dream, and dreamed about the scene of that year again. Although it has been so many years since the massacre of the Demon Cult, it is still a lingering shadow in his heart.

The picture changed sharply, it was what happened a few days after Mo Zicheng saw his father being cramp and stripped.He wanted to be quiet, so he ran out secretly. At that time, he bumped into the boundary of Buddhism by mistake and met a young monk.

The little monk had never seen anyone outside. Seeing such a young man with fluttering hair, he moved over curiously for a moment: "Brother Donor! Your hair is so beautiful!"

Mo Zicheng glanced at him, but ignored him.The seven-year-old monk is very cheerful and familiar with himself, he only thinks that Mo Zicheng doesn't want to talk, not that he doesn't want to talk to him.

The little monk kept chattering in Mozicheng's ear, annoyed Mozicheng, and was pushed aside by Mozicheng.The little monk who was pushed down was a little aggrieved, but he didn't cry. He stood up silently, patted the plaster on his body, and walked away with an unhappy face.

After a while, the little monk came back again, holding a quilt and spreading it on the grass.The little monk patted the quilt: "Brother Benefactor, the floor is dirty, don't sit on the floor."

Mo Zicheng finally opened his mouth and said the first sentence to him: "I think you may not be a little monk, but a little fool."

The little monk smiled happily: "The elder brother of the donor has talked to the little monk!"

"Sure enough, he is a fool." That year, Mo Zicheng commented.

Mo Zicheng lay down on the quilt, and the little monk was lying beside him, he clearly smelled the sandalwood fragrance from the little monk: "Little monk, you smell really good."

"Really? Does the little monk have a smell? Hmm... probably sandalwood!" The little monk smiled sweetly and was very cute.

Later, Mozicheng also ran over to play with the little monk when he had nothing to do.

Until one day when Mozicheng was about to leave, he came to say goodbye to the little monk and gave the little monk a scarlet bead.

Holding the bead, the little monk cried out of breath: "Shi...Brother benefactor...can...can you come back to see me?"

"Yes! Little monk, wait for me!"

In other words, why didn't Mozi City look for it later?Oh, he had been there before, but at that time he was told that the young monk was not there, and Mozicheng did not insist, even though he knew that they deliberately did not let him see the young monk.Mo Zicheng also knew in his heart that they were thinking of the little monk.

At first, he would sneak in and take a peek at the little monk in the dark, then he began to rectify the Demon Cult, and then he was poisoned and turned into a young child.I haven't seen the little monk since I was poisoned.

But he still remembers the little monk's Dharma name - Sanxiu.

[Little monk... the Dharma name is three cultivators. 】【The poor monk's Dharma name is three repairs. 】

Mo Zicheng opened his eyes, looked at the person beside the bed, and then smiled: "Good afternoon, little monk."

Hearing Mo Zicheng say hello to himself, he replied: "Good afternoon."

Mo Zicheng sat up from the bed and stretched, went to the table and drank a cup of tea, then turned his head: "Little monk, let's go, steal someone!"

"The leader of the Demon Cult, please try to speak normally, what is stealing..." Why does this sound like cheating?

"I can't~ my dear Master of Three Cultivators~"

Sanxiu gave up, he can say what he likes.Mozicheng held Sanxiu's hand: "Hey, hurry up, time is precious!"

So, little monk, you were the one who clings to me before, but this time it's me who clings to you!You must... recognize me sooner.

[The author has something to say: I didn't expect it!Did not expect it! hhhhhhh]