Our leader can't be so funny

Chapter 8

The masters in the teaching looked at each other and shook their heads in unison, almost crying!Everyone knows that Leader Ye is the leader's favorite treasure, so who dares to be cruel.

Feng Ling breathed out and breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately she was just unconscious.

Ruan Xiaomu reminded: "Master, didn't we sprinkle some drugs on that net before?"

Feng Ling paused and remembered.Before he set off, he gave Ruan Xiaomu a pack of medicinal powder, and told Ruan Xiaomu to do something. He didn't expect him to be so smart that he knew how to use the Internet to trick his mind.

Feng Ling couldn't help but praised: "Xiao Mu did a good job."

Ruan Xiaomu raised her eyebrows proudly: "What should we do next?"

Feng Ling stretched out her hand and poked Ye Fuyi's cheek, thinking that her skin is really good, but her face remained calm, and she deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Tie him up and send him to my room."

Ruan Xiaomu was excited and ashamed, rubbing her hands wretchedly.The leader is finally planning to eat the leader, ahaha, the leader is mighty!Light another thirty candles for the martial arts leader!

"Master, remember to use Acacia Gu." Ruan Xiaomu reminded excitedly.Such a good thing, there is no need to use it for nothing, it is a sacred object of the gods, and it is not bad to use it for the daughter-in-law of the leader.

The masters turned their heads silently, with expressions of not being able to bear to look directly at them.

***

After Feng Ling returned to the inn, he took a shower, smoked some incense, and put on a new dress specially. Ruan Xiaomu had his hair tied up very nicely. Standing in the candlelight, his whole body was as graceful as an orchid orchid and a jade tree.

He stared at the person in the mirror for a long time, then suddenly said, "Xiao Mu, paintbrush."

Ruan Xiaomu obediently handed over the paintbrush stained with cinnabar.

Feng Ling took a paintbrush and painted a cinnabar mole at the end of her eyes, and looked in the mirror, the color and position were exactly the same, it couldn't be more perfect!

Satisfied, he put down the bronze mirror, turned around and asked Ruan Xiaomu, "Is Leader Ye awake?"

Ruan Xiaomu shook his head, and said dog-leggedly: "Isn't this better? Master, think about the high martial arts of Master Ye. If he is awake, you will definitely not be able to beat him."

Although she felt a little uncomfortable that she couldn't beat Ye Fuyi, Feng Ling admitted that she really couldn't beat him, and it was all because the author gave Ye Fuyi's golden finger too much!

He frowned, thinking that the problem was not whether he could beat him, but——

"He doesn't wake up, how can he move?"

Ye Meng took the initiative?Ruan Xiaomu opened his mouth, his face turned shamefully red, and his eyes were full of excitement.Master, you are too cruel. Master Ye is going to use the riding style for the first time, so don't be too rough!

Alas, this time I won't light the wax, just replace the burning paper.I still have to hire a doctor, maybe Leader Ye is very good at martial arts, maybe he will still be able to breathe tomorrow morning.

Ruan Xiaomu decided to invite the doctor with the best medical skills within a hundred miles.

Although I don't know what Ruan Xiaomu is imagining, but looking at his strange expression, one can guess that the picture in his mind must be very pornographic!

The leader resisted the urge to cut him.

The first time between him and the leader will be very gentle and beautiful!

With a happy mood, even a smile overflowed his perennially paralyzed face, the leader pushed open the door, walked through the corridor, and entered another room.

In addition to the table and wardrobe, there is only a folded green gauze screen and a large mahogany bed left in the room.The big bed was placed behind the screen, and the bed was covered with white gauze, and a person could be vaguely seen lying in it.

Feng Ling walked around the screen, walked to the bed, opened the curtain and lowered her eyes to look at Ye Fuyi who was sleeping.

Ye Fuyi's eyes were slightly closed, and the long black eyelashes were reflected in the dense candlelight, casting a light shadow around the eye sockets.

Feng Ling leaned slightly, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked his eyelashes like a curious baby, her eyes lingering on his eyes, nose bridge and lips.

The long black hair like splashing ink poured down like water with his movements, brushing gently over Ye Fuyi's chest, the leader's red clothes, the leader's white clothes, jet-black hair, three colors of red, white and black intertwined together, Produce a strong visual impact.

Feng Ling sighed softly, and sat down on the edge of the bed, her originally happy expression turned into distress.

His obsessive-compulsive perfectionism strikes again!

According to the development of the plot, they should meet at the Demon Cult General Forum, and then the leader fell in love with the leader at first sight, fell in love with each other and killed each other, and finally both of them fell off the cliff and achieved good things.

As a result, the plot actually collapsed like this.

The leader stretched out his hand tangled, and began to take off the leader's clothes.He thought, since the first part of the story has collapsed like this, the latter part of the story must be brought back to the right track.

Come on!

effort!

But the hands were shaking a little.

Bastard, what am I afraid of.Feng Ling held her trembling right hand, thought for a while, and touched Ye Fuyi's acupuncture points.

It must be that his martial arts are too high to be afraid.The leader comforted himself calmly and continued with the big task of undressing.

Pulling open the skirt, revealing the collarbone, Feng Ling's eyes couldn't help but become hot, and his head became dizzy.

Just when he was at a loss, Ye Fuyi suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze swept across Feng Ling like a sharp sword.

Just as Feng Ling was about to comfort her, Ye Fuyi suddenly pushed her out with a palm.

Feng Ling didn't expect that he would move after being acupunctured at all, he slapped his palm right on the center of his mouth, his body flew backwards like a big bird, and hit the wall.

Feng Ling spat out a mouthful of blood, put her hands on the ground, and looked up at Ye Fuyi.

Ye Fuyi sat up from the bed, raised his hands to straighten his clothes, so that he could look at him leisurely.

Suddenly, the voice of the Right Guardian came from outside the door: "Master, what happened?"

Feng Ling got up, and Ye Fuyi was even faster, like a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Feng Ling, grabbed his hand with one hand and cut it behind him, and strangled his neck with the other.

Feng Ling's breathing was blocked, and her face gradually turned blue.

The guardian right outside the door didn't get a response, so he yelled badly and broke in, just in time to see Ye Fuyi holding his leader hostage.

Ye Fuyi glanced at him, let go of Feng Ling's neck, stretched out his hand to touch several big holes on his body, broke open the window beside him with his arms, and fled out.

You Hufa chased to the window, the long street was slow, the moonlight was cold, and the two figures had long since disappeared in the dark night.

***

Ye Fuyi ran wildly in the night wind with Feng Ling on his shoulders. To be honest, his mood was a bit complicated.Unexpectedly, this guy looks tall and big, but it is surprisingly light when he carries it.

Are you thinner?

Something is wrong with my head.

And it seems that the disease is not light.

He flew into a courtyard, opened a door casually, and put him on a soft couch.

He decided to give Feng Ling a thorough physical examination.

Feng Ling's body was tense all the time, and she lay down on the couch, her eyes turned around uneasily, full of vigilance.

The bloodstain on his lips had solidified, Ye Fuyi took out a soft handkerchief, poured some water from the teapot to wet it, wiped off the bloodstain, and looked down at him.

Feng Ling stared at him without blinking. After a while, he suddenly said, "Honestly speaking, have you fallen in love with me?"

If this is the case, the plot is on the right track, and it is not in vain for him to chase Ye Fuyi madly to gain a sense of existence.

Ye Fuyi chuckled and said, "If you are willing to tell me the purpose of chasing me around, I will answer your question."

"I'm chasing you, naturally because I like you." Feng Ling said with a straight face.

"Oh, it's an honor to be favored by the leader of the Demon Cult. However, the leader should stop using these sweet words to coax me. I'm not an ignorant little girl." Ye Fuyi laughed.

Feng Ling choked on his anger.

Why don't you believe it?Could it be that his majestic leader of the Demon Cult must be in a bloodbath, so he can't love his sons and daughters for a while?Although the object of his love for children is also a man.But he doesn't mind anymore, he doesn't care what to do.

Ugh……

Ye Fuyi sighed softly, and grabbed his right wrist.

Feng Ling's expression tightened: "What are you doing? Do you want to abolish this seat's martial arts? This seat tells you, you will regret it."

"Abandon your martial arts? Very good proposal." Ye Fuyi said.

Feng Ling's face turned pale.

Ye Fuyi chuckled lightly: "The lord of this alliance is not killing innocent people indiscriminately. In the past few years, Wulin Baidao and the Demon Sect have lived in peace. As long as you stop doing evil, I will not touch you. If you do a lot of evil, you can consider it." That suggestion above."

Feng Ling snorted disdainfully.

Ye Fuyi took his pulse carefully, Feng Ling wondered: "I'm not sick, why do you want to see a doctor for me?"

Ye Fuyi ignored him, and only asked, "Have you ever knocked your head?"

"You just smashed your head!" Feng Ling said angrily.

He speaks clearly and doesn't look confused, but his temperament has changed a bit. Although he is still very domineering, he is much more restrained than before. The way he looks now is quite cute. The only thing that hasn't changed is that he is better than before stubborn.

He took out a silver needle.

Feng Ling frowned, and looked at him warily: "What do you want to do?"

"Take a little of your blood."

"No!" If it wasn't for the acupoints being restrained, Feng Ling would have jumped, and he refused with righteous words, the reason being——

"I'm dizzy!"

It's really hard to believe that such embarrassing words came out of my mouth.Feng Ling really wanted to dig a hole and bury herself now.

That hasn't changed at all.Ye Fuyi came to a conclusion in his heart, looked at his expression, and asked, "You really don't remember me?"

Feng Ling was furious: "Remember a ghost! Take it away quickly!"

Ye Fuyi put away the silver needle and smiled to himself.It didn't look like he was pretending, and the medicine didn't lose its effect so quickly. It seemed that he didn't remember himself, but returned to his side by instinct.

Oh, love his instinct, that's what he said that day.

Unexpectedly, after making such a big circle, he ran back by himself.

Ye Fuyi's eyes darkened, and he thought, this time you threw yourself into your arms, don't blame me.

He got up and went out, and after a while, he came in with a bundle of rope.

Feng Ling looked suspiciously at him and asked, "What are you doing with the rope?"

"sleep."

"Sleep?" Feng Ling smiled.Who sleeps with a rope, are you fucking kidding me?