The third uncle always wants to elope

Recently, the Demon Palace can be described as gloomy and gloomy. Everyone's heart seems to be weighed down by a thousand catty stones. The dark sky is like a cauldron, which makes people feel a little suffocated.

There was a person lying in a dark room, his clothes were disheveled, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle, empty wine jars were scattered on the ground, and his whole body was full of decadence and dullness.

As soon as Feng Yingying opened the door, a strong smell of alcohol came to her face. She frowned, and a flash of anger flashed in her eyes.

Walking to the side of Huai Shuangshu, the loose hair sticks to the face, and some wine is stained on the skirt, looking very embarrassed.

Feng Yingying couldn't believe it. In just a few days, how could Huai Shuangshu, who was once the best in the world, become so sloppy.

Huai Shuangshu touched the wine jar beside him, blushing slightly, groping to pour it to his mouth, like an alcoholic who has been in the party for many years.

Seeing his appearance, Feng Yingying became angry, snatched the wine jar, and poured it on Huai Shuangshu's face.

The spicy wine poured heavily on Huai Shuangshu's face, and the intoxicated Huai Shuangshu woke up a little bit.

The drunken Huai Shuangshu glanced at Feng Yingying and frowned, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I come? Look at you now, how can you afford the position of Palace Master in the future." Feng Yingying's face was full of anxiety and worry, and her words were also a bit sharp.

Huai Shuangshu sat up from the ground as if he didn't hear her words, "Where's the wine?"

Hearing this, Feng Yingying frowned, and raised her right hand, trying to violently wake up the decadent double book in front of her.

But when she saw Huai Shuangshu's gloomy eyes, Feng Yingying couldn't let go of her hand no matter what.

"Tell me, what happened?!"

Huai Shuangshu on the ground froze, and when Feng Yingying thought he would say something, Huai Shuangshu didn't say a word.

"You..." Feng Yingying frowned, trying to say something, but footsteps came from outside the door, Feng Yingying shut her mouth hastily.

Looking back, I found that it was Aunt Mei.

"Aunt Mei..." Feng Yingying looked worried.

Aunt Mei waved her hand, smiled at her and said, "Go down first, I have something to talk to Sijun about."

Feng Yingying hesitated in her heart, but after seeing Aunt Mei's face, she finally walked slowly to the door and closed the door for them by the way.

Seeing the appearance of carrying double books, Aunt Mei didn't show any strangeness on her face, on the contrary she was very calm. She walked to the table and sat down, with a bit of sternness in her eyes, looking down on this son whom she regarded as proud.

Huai Shuangshu leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes slightly closed, although his face was still flushed with drunkenness, his eyes were clear again.

Sensing the hostility in him, Aunt Mei sighed helplessly.

"go out."

Thin lips kissed each other, the words carried the chill of winter, and his cold and hard face revealed the resistance in his heart.

Aunt Mei didn't speak, she stood up from her chair, the smile rarely disappeared on her usually gentle face, and after a while, she said something coldly.

"He's not dead."

"...father let him go."

When Huai Shuangshu, who was still like a walking dead just now, heard this, he raised his head in an instant, the veins on his forehead protruded fiercely because of his emotion, and said hoarsely: "What did you say!"

A trace of disappointment finally flashed across Aunt Mei's plain face, "Are you going to fight against your family for an outsider now?"

The face with double books slowly calmed down, and there was no emotion in the cold eyes.

"...you are not my family."

Aunt Mei started to get a little sullen, "Do you know what you're talking about..."

Before she finished speaking, Huai Shuangshu interrupted her, "Where is he?"

"Are you going to find him?" Aunt Mei's face was a little horrified, and she said in astonishment: "Are you planning to leave everything here?!"

Huai Shuangshu stood up from the ground and looked at her with deep eyes.

"I never wanted to."

Aunt Mei seemed to have been hit, she couldn't bear it any longer, and sat down on the chair exhausted.

"you!"

Huai Shuangshu didn't want to listen to her any more, so he paced towards the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhao Mu sitting at the door with a cautious expression on his face.

"elder brother..."

Seeing Huai Shuangshu coming out, Chao Mu's face flashed with joy for an instant, but when he saw his brother's gloomy face, Chao Mu's heart shrank again.

Although his elder brother doesn't smile at him normally, but it won't be like this now, causing Chao Mu to feel a trembling fear deep in his heart.

After a moment of silence, Huai Shuangshu suddenly looked at Chao Mu and smiled, with the corners of his mouth raised, but there was no smile in his eyes.

The young Chaomu didn't know the meaning of this smile, seeing his brother smile at him for the first time, Chaomu also instantly became happy.

Huai Shuangshu put her hands on Zhao Mu's chest, some sharp nails touched Zhao Mu very painfully.

"...jumping."

Just as Zhao Mu was about to say something, he raised his eyes and saw the dark eyes of Huai Shuangshu, which seemed to be mixed with strong blood, which made people feel a little terrified.

This kind of Huai Shuangshu looks like the evil ghosts in the paintings who cannibalize people. They are obviously glamorous, but they are also very dangerous.

Zhao Mu took a step back timidly, Huai Shuangshu took his hand back.

The smile on his face was put away, and he gave Zhao Mu a cold look.

"...Live well."

Zhao Mu didn't understand what his brother meant, and was about to ask something, but saw that his brother had already left.

The long robe drew a shadow on the ground, and the pitch-black sky covered all the roads ahead. Zhao Mu watched his brother step by step step by step into the abyss where the sun never appeared.

There was a dense crowd of demon soldiers standing at the gate of the demon palace, even Huai Cangxiong and Huai Fengting were also standing on a high place, looking at him with complicated expressions.

Huai Shuangshu took off the long robe on his shoulders, tied up his messy hair with a hair tie, revealing his clean forehead, his brows and eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge, and the overwhelming aura made the demon soldier in front of him tremble a little.

"Father, are you okay?" Huai Fengting looked at Huai Cangxiong worriedly.

Huai Cangxiong's face still had an unsmiling majesty, but in fact his back was soaked in cold sweat.

Although the witch said that she gave some spiritual power to his son, but at any rate, she had tens of thousands of years of cultivation, so she could kill as long as she wanted. Although the witch's inner alchemy was destroyed in the end, Huai Cangxiong also suffered. Seriously injured, which is why he can indulge in double books these days.

"I'm fine." Huai Cangxiong waved his hands with a cold face.

Huai Fengting frowned, "How about I go."

"You...can't stop him." Huai Cangxiong sighed and jumped down from the city gate.

"Go back." Huai Cangxiong's eyes were full of shock, and a strong coercion was released from him.

Huai Shuangshu just looked calm, and said lightly: "Where are you going back?"

"Go back and continue to be one of your dogs?"

A flash of anger flashed across Huai Cangxiong's face, "Presumptuous! Is this your attitude when talking to your grandfather?!"

"Ah."

Huai Shuangshu smiled sarcastically, "You can't stop me."

"Will you let me go today, or let me die here."

Huai Cangxiong frowned, and said coldly: "Okay! Then you will die here today!"

"I would rather not have your grandson!"

Huai Shuangshu smiled bleakly, and slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

"...you never thought of me as your grandson."

Terrifying coercion emanated from the two of them, and the demonic energy rushed straight into the sky, and the sky was filled with dark clouds, as if it was about to rain cats and dogs.

Huai Cangxiong took the lead in launching the offensive, the black mist in his hands surrounded the two of them, and the bitter wind of his palm slashed down on Huai Shuangshu.

His body quickly avoided Huai Cangxiong's moves, and Huai Shuangshu's face was relaxed. Everyone was shocked to find that under the thunderous offensive of the former palace lord, this young boy could not be defeated. When I grow up in the future, I don't know what kind of person he should be.

A trace of surprise also flashed across Huai Cangxiong's face, but Huai Shuangshu suddenly raised the corners of his lips sinisterly towards him.

"You are injured."

It's not a question, but an affirmation, obviously he already knows.

Few people know about Huai Cangxiong's injury, Huai Fengting can't take care of the overall situation, it's all up to him to support him, if he knows that Huai Cangxiong is injured, there will probably be an uproar in the Demon Palace, he is so anxious to leave Huai Shuangshu behind The reason for this is because he doesn't have much time left, even if he has to fight this old life, he still has to keep Huai Shuangshu in the magic palace. If he dies under the Huai Shuangshu sword today, Huai Shuangshu Shuding felt guilty, and gave up the idea of ​​leaving from the magic palace.

He made a lot of calculations, but he did not expect that Huai Shuangshu already knew all his thoughts.

Huai Cangxiong couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was too smart and didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Now that he knew it, Huai Cangxiong knew that this method was not feasible. If so, he could only be forced to stay.

He glanced around at the demon soldiers below, and ordered: "Take down the young palace master, if you let him go today, I will never let him go lightly!"

Those demon soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, and rushed up with the weapons in their hands.

"and many more!"

Seeing that the sharp blade was about to cut on Huai Shuangshu's chest, a small figure stood in front of Huai Shuangshu.

"You are not allowed to hurt brother!"

Looking at the child who was a head shorter than himself, a trace of complexity appeared on Huai Shuangshu's face.

Huai Fengting looked anxiously at Chaomu, "What are you doing, come here quickly, swords don't have eyes!"

"What about brother! Aren't you afraid that these swords will hurt him?!"

Huai Fengting was taken aback, not knowing what to say.

Huai Cangxiong glared, "What are you messing around with, come here soon!"

Seeing that his grandfather was rarely angry with him, Zhao Mu's face was a little scared, but he looked at the figure of his brother behind him, and he still stood bravely in front.

"Grandpa, let brother go!"

"If you are afraid of being lonely, Chaomu can accompany you! Chaomu can tell you stories every day, and stay with grandpa every day! Take medicine well and never lose your temper again. From now on, Chaomu will be obedient and listen to grandpa if!"

"So...you let brother go."

Huai Cangxiong's face seemed to have aged instantly, and his words were rarely mixed with vicissitudes and exhaustion.

"What do you know..."

With his grandson's heart, this farewell is a farewell. Huai Cangxiong has been the umbrella of this magic palace city all his life. Now he is old and has no strength to support it. If Huai Cangxiong's wolf ambition in peak years Your brother is gone, what will you do next?

Seeing that Huai Cangxiong didn't speak, when Zhao Mu thought he was about to agree, Huai Cangxiong's face turned cold.

"Take it."

Hearing this, the magic soldiers rushed up again in an instant, the long sword in Huai Shuangshu's hand was ready to go, and the tense breath slowly spread.

At this moment, an arrow pierced through the air.

Huai Cangxiong didn't notice for a while, and was shot through the chest by an arrow.

"Father!" Huai Fengting hurried forward to catch Huai Cangxiong who was about to collapse on the ground.

This change stopped Huai Shuangshu and the demon soldiers who were fighting, and after Zhao Mu realized it, he also ran towards Huai Cangxiong.

Huai Shuangshu also wanted to follow up, but suddenly remembered something, he looked at the direction the arrow was flying towards.

Let's go.

A voice suddenly sounded in his heart, and Huai Shuangshu looked at Huai Fengting over there in surprise.

Huai Fengting's eyes were a little red, but his face was calm.

After a moment of silence, Huai Shuangshu withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked slowly outside the palace gate.

The demon soldiers surrounding him gave way to a wide aisle.

"Brother! Don't go!" Chao Mu's voice sounded a little crying, and suddenly shouted from behind.

The figure with double books paused, and his footsteps slowly stopped.

Don't look back!

Huai Fengting's voice sounded in his heart again.

Huai Shuangshu clenched his hands, and stepped out of the gate of the magic palace recklessly, the tearing cries of the morning and evening disappeared in his ears as the city gate slowly closed.

...it's over.

Originally, I thought I would be happy or sad, but Huai Shuangshu now only has a blank space left in her heart.

Looking at the golden sky in the distance, which is the boundary line between the demon world and the secular world, Huai Shuangshu suddenly felt that the light was a bit dazzling, he took off his black robe, threw the long sword on the ground, and only wore a White underwear, walking to the distance alone...