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

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What will happen next is unknown, Xia Chuling's sixth sense as a woman feels that what they encounter in Mozi City in the future may be double the danger.

Even though Mozicheng was very dissatisfied with the other party's way of disturbing people's dreams in the middle of the night, he still listened quietly to his words: "Mozicheng, I don't know much, I just know that someone seems to be targeting you. In the Daoist sect, there seemed to be someone who provoked it."

"That time, wasn't it a matter of the Three Repairs Plan?"

The other party didn't speak, just looked at him with raised eyebrows.Mo Zicheng was uncomfortable being stared at by his eyes, something Sanxiu himself admitted...

No, if it was really all arranged by Xiu San himself, it is absolutely impossible to injure himself without measure, and it also threatened San Xiu's life at that time.

The Taoist master of the Taoist sect himself was impulsive?Unlike, I stayed by his side for a while as a young child. Although I didn't know him very well, I could basically feel that he was definitely not that kind of reckless person.

Then there is...

"It's not him." After Mo Zicheng left one with the method of elimination, the other party suddenly interrupted his thoughts, "Fanyin is not someone who will count the three cultivators into it."

"Huh? Why? Just because they are both Buddhists?"

The other party shook his head, but it's no wonder that Mo Zicheng couldn't figure out the reason, because: "Fanyin is Uncle Sanxiu's grandfather, and Fanyin is not so crazy to include his only descendant."

Mo Zicheng was stunned, this is really explosive news.Relapse, is it hereditary?

Just for a moment, Mo Zicheng looked at the other party with eyes full of sympathy, and he almost wrote the words "Oh ~ you Lao Gong has a child with someone else, you are green".

Knowing that the other party couldn't bear it, he said it in a hurry, speaking very fast and without stopping: "I was born, don't look at me like this, I'm not green, I'm fine, don't ask me how I was born, I'm not a stupid human like you and us The topic has gone off the rails!"

Mozicheng has always known that he is not human, he really wanted to ask what kind of creature and gender he is, but because the other party didn't want to mention it, and this is not the important thing now, so Mozicheng just let it go.

In short, the people around are excluded.In other words, now they are in the open and the enemy is in the dark. This situation is really not good for them.

This is equivalent to having a room full of apples, but not knowing which one is the poisonous one.The most important thing now is not to panic. If you panic and lose your position, you will fall right into the enemy's hands.

At first, I thought that the other party would ask for some reward from me, but the other party left quickly after speaking, didn't stay much, and complained about the cold weather while walking.

The other party left, and Mo Zicheng hurried back.

Sanxiu lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, feeling as though something was wrong.Then he got up suddenly and wanted to go out, but was stopped by Linger: "Master, it's late at night, don't go out, it's cold, and the leader is probably asleep."

Sanxiu, who originally thought there was something strange, was even more convinced that there was something wrong after going through Zero Two and One Block this time.With a gloomy face, he started fighting with Linger.Ling Er didn't expect that Sanxiu's strength was not only a little bit higher than his own, and he seemed to have the feeling of being higher than the leader? !

Ling Er's heart is not fighting but procrastinating, he can only procrastinate for as long as possible, at this moment Ling Er's heart is miserable: Zero Three!It's all up here and you're still asleep!Are you dead asleep?still alive?

Taking advantage of Linger's distraction, Sanxiu slapped Linger a few meters away, and then hurried to the room in Mozi City. Linger stood up from the ground and wanted to chase after him, but someone pinned his shoulder.

Sanxiu knocked on the door a few times, seeing that there was still no response, he kicked the door open forcefully.The sound of breaking the door woke up the person on the bed. Mo Zicheng rubbed his eyes and sat up to look at Sanxiu who was still raising his legs at the door. Just come in, don't kick the door..."

Good guy, I have to repair the door tomorrow.

Mo Zicheng blinked: "How about you put your legs down and come over and do it, let's talk about destroying the door."

The cold wind blew in along the door, and Mo Zicheng shrank back into the quilt in the cold.

Sanxiu knew that he was definitely late, but because he didn't catch Mo Zicheng's absence, Sanxiu couldn't ask anything.

He put down his legs, then went to Mozicheng's bed and lay down, covered the quilt, and hugged Mozicheng into his arms, and asked softly, "So, is it still cold?"

Mo Zicheng shook his head, and then heard an apology from Sanxiu: "Ah Cheng, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to tear down your steps."

Of course Mozicheng knew that Sanxiu didn't do it on purpose, he just used this excuse to drive Sanxiu away and ran out, but Sanxiu's apology made Mozicheng a little guilty, thinking about whether to confess to Sanxiu, But after thinking about it, I decided not to say it, so as not to worry Sanxiu.

Mo Zicheng hugged Sanxiu, leaned into his arms and said, "Little monk, after the matter here is settled, we will get married, okay? You promised me, I will get married when I grow up. You..." I won't go back on my word...

Hearing this, Sanxiu was stunned.He hadn't thought about it, he hadn't thought about it so early before.I always thought that when I was a child in Mozicheng, I said that I wanted to marry him just to amuse him, but was it true?

Seeing Sanxiu's hesitation, Mo Zicheng just smiled awkwardly, then turned around.Sanxiu put his arms around Mo Zicheng's waist and leaned into his ear: "Okay, let's get married. I was just thinking, is it you marrying into the Buddhist sect, or I marry into the Demon Sect. I will listen to you."

Hearing this, Mo Zicheng's mood obviously improved a lot.

But to be honest, it doesn't seem to make any difference whether you marry yourself or him.Even if I marry into Buddhism, I can't stay in Buddhism, I will still return to the Demon Sect, and the nature of the three cultivators will definitely follow, so I will live in the Demon Sect anyway, is there any difference?

Mo Zicheng thought about it, and then... fell asleep.

Sanxiu smiled dotingly, gently hugged Mo Zicheng and closed his eyes.

When they got up tomorrow, they found that the door had been repaired, and when Sanxiu was full of doubts, Mo Zicheng put his chin on Sanxiu's shoulder: "Since you are so curious, why don't you ask the magical Zero Two? "

Now the third cultivator understands that Ling Er came to repair after they fell asleep yesterday.Linger is really an all-round shadow guard, Sanxiu sighed in his heart that fortunately Linger is not the type that Mo Zicheng likes.Otherwise, who would not be tempted by such a heart-warming person.Fortunately... the heart of Mozicheng is himself.

After washing up, the two of them ate breakfast and stayed in the kitchen cooking porridge.As for the meals of the others... Let's warm them up after they wake up.

Sanxiu was making porridge for the people in this place, and Mo Zicheng watched from the sidelines, occasionally helping to add some firewood.

How nice it would be to live like this in the future!It's just that Mozicheng knows it can't.At least for now, at least until those people who are against me behind their backs are completely eradicated, not yet.

"Three repairs."

"Huh?" Mozicheng called Sanxiu, Sanxiu responded almost subconsciously, and then waited for Mozicheng's continuation, and when he found that Mozicheng was just calling for fun, Sanxiu just smiled helplessly Continue to cook porridge.

But the gaze from Mozicheng was still so hot, Sanxiu clenched his hand holding the spoon, and pursed his lips: "Ah Cheng, don't keep looking at the poor monk like this. Is the poor monk afraid that he will not be able to bear it?"

"Can't bear what?"

Sanxiu shook his head and told him to let him guess.Mo Zicheng thought it was that, and his face flushed suddenly.

Sanxiu is patient, has been patient.Hold back your desire to lock up Mozi City, in a place only you know.Let Mo Zicheng always have only himself in his eyes.

But he can't do that.Doing that is no different from breaking the wings of an eagle. He was afraid that Mo Zicheng would hate himself for it.

Nobility is feigned, compassion is feigned, and morality is also feigned, only love, tenderness, and loyalty to Mozicheng are not feigned.

He never said it, and he would never tell anyone, that when he first came here and saw those dying people, his heart was actually...unfeeling.

The rice porridge boiling in the pot is like Sanxiu's heart, but the difference is that Sanxiu's heart will not cool down, and the love for Mozicheng will not cool down.

Sanxiu and Mo Zicheng were preparing to eat, Fu Wanran was in charge of dispensing medicines and finding treatments, and the three shadow guards were in charge of their safety. Therefore, only Mu Yaofeng, who was sincere in saving people, had nothing to do. The idle one.

After more than half a month, everyone found that the people suffering from the epidemic gradually showed signs of improvement.Mu Yaofeng was very happy, and those who came out except Fu Wanran were in a bad mood!

Everyone showed signs of improvement, but Fu Wanran's complexion was getting worse and worse, and he could figure out what was going on with his knees.Only Mu Yaofeng, an idiot who doesn't know anything, is happy all day long like a cute (mentally retarded).It made Mo Zicheng want to give this heartless thing two slaps.

Fu Wanran was also hiding in Mozi City, and was caught after squatting for a few days.Mo Zicheng looked at him with a very bad expression.

Fu Wanran knew, Mo Zicheng knew.That's right, if you can't see such an obvious situation, unless Mo Zicheng is blind.

Mo Zicheng frowned, almost going to explode with rage!Now his only thought is to knock Fu Wanran's head open and see what's in his little head!

Sanxiu followed behind Mo Zicheng, shrugged his shoulders, and said that he had no choice.It is a normal reaction for Mozicheng to be angry. If Mozicheng did this today, he would be angry too.

After all, Mo Zicheng was angry because he cared.He cared too much about Fu Wanran, the person who accompanied him like a relative.

Mo Zicheng stared at him: "Fu Wanran, do you know that you are going to die?"

[The author has something to say: The small theater——

Xia Chuling: Hierarch, why did you marry or him marry, instead of him marrying or you marrying?

Mozicheng (holding up his non-existent glasses): Because the little monk has no face, how can he be allowed to get on the bridal sedan chair?

Xia Chu's spirit slandered: "Is he losing face?"If he is thin, there will be no thick ones in this world. 】