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

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Lingyi took a careful look at him, and then said, "Fuck, it's you! I haven't seen you since Mr. Master was poisoned! I thought you died somewhere!"

"I ask, where is your leader?" The man asked again.

"Where are you in the church!" Ling Yi replied, and then suddenly realized something: "Farewell, you won't get lost again, right?"

Truth be told, yes.Floating farewell lost.I don't know what the main god's plan is. Before, he asked himself to intervene, and later he asked himself to be a narrator, and now he has to intervene.

When I left before, I conveniently sealed their memories of myself, and now I have to untie them one by one, which is troublesome.

Fu Biebie forgot a variable before arriving at the Devil's Cult——Xia Chuling.

I had communicated with Xia Chuling before when I was doing the narration.

When Xia Chuling thought about the past, she realized that Fu Biebie seemed to have done more than what he said before.But she didn't care about these, since there was no threat to the Demon Cult anyway.

Mo Zicheng jumped out of Sanxiu's arms and walked over on his short legs: "Da da! Abie! Welcome back!"

Then he ran back to stand on his feet and grabbed Sanxiu's fingers. Sanxiu smiled and bent down to cooperate.Mo Zicheng led him to Fu Lie Bie, and introduced him, "Little monk! This is Fu Bie Bie, my senior brother!" Of course, although his seniority is here, he never called him a senior brother.

We all know that calling your name is a sign of relationship iron!

"Abie, let me introduce you. This is Sanxiu, my love! You can just call me Sanxiu." The title "Little Monk" is mine exclusively!

"I know."

Mo Zicheng: "Huh? How do you know?"

Fu Bie pointed to Ling Yi who was squatting at the door: "Looking at Ling Yi's appearance of drowning his sorrows with wine, you can guess, and only this master of three repairs I have never seen before."

More importantly, I saw it in the main temple.It is estimated that the original narration script has also changed with my participation.

In fact, at this time, Sanxiu was a little panicked.He wants to know everything about Mozi City, but it seems that he doesn't understand a lot. He is very worried and uneasy. He is afraid... He is afraid that he will lose Mozi City.

Fu Bie frowned: "Chengcheng, I'll go shopping first to see how the Demon Cult has changed over the past few years. I hope my room is still available."

Ruoye Xuansang smiled: "Of course, the leader will always keep it for you!"

Fu Biebie is not a fool, since he knows what kind of temperament Sanxiu is, of course he can't have too much contact with Mozicheng.

There are two reasons for not doing too much contact, one is that the main god does not allow it, and the other is the possessiveness of the three cultivators.

Although Sanxiu looks pure-hearted and ascetic, his desire to possess and control Mozi City is actually extremely strong.It was only because he felt that Mo Zicheng would not like him like that, so he restrained himself as much as possible.

Mozi City is also uneasy.Both of them have the feeling of worrying about gains and losses. They are both afraid, not because they don't believe in each other's love, but because... they don't believe in themselves.

This situation can only end when one of them fully reveals his original and most authentic self.And this time, it seems not far away.

Seeing Fu leave, Sanxiu heaved a sigh of relief.But the stone hanging in my heart still hasn't let go.

Sanxiu thinks that Fu Li has a unique temperament, fair skin, good looks, thin lips with a smile all the time, confidence in his eyes... also... the kind that Mo Zicheng likes.

Sanxiu picked up Mo Zicheng and went back to his room, calling it: Afternoon Sleep.

Mozicheng was placed on the stool by Sanxiu. Sanxiu squatted down, looked at Mozicheng and asked, "Ah Cheng, will you one day get tired of the poor monk? Will you leave the poor monk?"

Mo Zicheng shook his head: "No way! Unless the little monk changes his mind!"

They are afraid and tempting, if one day the beauty is gone, can they still hold the other's heart?

After all, none of them are actually ready to be loved and loved, so they are like this.

Mo Zicheng took out the pill and ate it, and then he turned back into an adult. He hugged Sanxiu and buried his head in the other's neck. After a long time, he finally said, "Sanxiu... let's do it."

It seems that only in this way can they feel at ease, it seems that only in this way can they prove that they love each other, it seems that only in this way can they prove that everything is not a sweet dream.

Mo Zicheng is actually the kind of person who pretends to be strong, he just habitually appears in front of everyone with a confident attitude.The abandonment of his mother and the death of his father made him terrified of being abandoned by his loved ones. For him, this was... unforgivable.

"Sanxiu, little monk, stay with me forever and ever."

"it is good."

Don't wait, don't want to wait!Confess, confess everything in a few days, it doesn't matter if you are hated...

Mozicheng leaned against Sanxiu's arms, although it was not good to be promiscuous in the daytime, but he never cared about such things.

"Sanxiu, I love you. I'm afraid, I'm so afraid, I've always been afraid... Sanxiu, if you choose to abandon me, you must say it, you must tell me, just don't lie to me." Negative physical and mental distance, Still uneasy.

"No. I love you, life after life, never give up and never change."

Mozicheng's mother personally cooked the food and sent it to Mozicheng. As soon as she arrived at the door, she heard Xiangyan's voice. She stood there holding the food for a long time, and then heard an affectionate confession.

Women are a little bit angry at first, how could my son like a man?But in the end it was up to him.After all... I have done so many wrong things, it is better not to interfere with his feelings this time.

For Mozicheng, this man may be a good home.

The sexual orientation problem in Mozi City is actually more or less the responsibility of this mother, because she has always worried that she will be like her father in the future, and her children will be like him, so she is very disgusted with the closeness of women. What he hates is actually The admiration those people have for themselves.

Mo Zicheng yawned: "Sanxiu, I'm sleepy..."

Sanxiu hugged him tighter: "Go to sleep, the poor monk is always here, always will be, the poor monk will not leave you."

Fu Wanran originally lived well in the forest by herself, but Mu Yaofeng came here a while ago, and refused to leave desperately, so she just wanted to stay here.

Fu Wanran's face was ashen: "My lord, do you have nothing to do with your old martial arts alliance?"

"Of course there is! But there is also the deputy leader." That is to say, even if he doesn't deal with it, the deputy leader will take care of it, so he doesn't have to worry at all.

As for Fu Wanran, it would be a lie to say that he doesn't want to stab Mozicheng to death now, he can't help wanting to stab Mozicheng to death, he even wants to flog the corpse!Did you agree not to let the third person know? !

If Mo Zicheng was here at this moment, he would definitely say to Fu Wanran: "You two are the same person in my eyes."

Mu Yaofeng met Xia Chuling on the way here before, and Xia Chuling couldn't stand it anymore, so he directly told him why Fu Wanran was angry.

Mu Yaofeng also apologized according to what Xia Chuling said. Although Fu Wanran still drove him away, his attitude was obviously much softer.

Xia Chuling rushed over all the way, sat on the side and drank from the spout without any etiquette.After drinking enough, Xia Chuling put down the teapot and started to talk about business: "Let me tell you, the relationship between the leader and the master is fixed! Confession! Now they seem to be stuck together all day long."

Fu Wanran was not too surprised, this was within his expectation.In contrast, Mu Yaofeng was stunned!

Suddenly a man in a dark green cloak took Fu Wanran away, and left a sentence - borrow it, I'll be back later.

[The author has something to say: Enduring the stomachache and typing... I swear I will never eat spicy food again!If I eat again, I will be mentally retarded!The most retarded in the universe!The rest of the words... change it tomorrow]