The third uncle always wants to elope

Wu Tongqing on the bed had a calm face, gentle brows and eyes, and the hostility just now was gone.

"Okay."

Wu Tomao looked pale and stood up from the bed, Chang Xin patted him on the shoulder worriedly.

"Come on." Huai Shuang wrote coldly, but the slight trembling of his fingertips still revealed the emotions in his heart.

Wu Tomato, who was in a trance, seemed to wake up suddenly, and said in a daze: "Master Guixian, have you really thought about it?"

A flash of astonishment flashed across Huai Shuangshu's face, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Ah."

Wu Tomao looked away, and the corners of his mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw Wu Tomao Qing lying on the bed, he retracted that sentence again.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Huai Shuangshu glanced at the long letter on the other end.

Chang Xin shook his head and said, "It can be regarded as repaying your mother's kindness back then."

When he arrived in the Demon Realm that year, he was already on his deathbed. He was rescued by the Meiniang back to the Demon Palace, barely saving his life, but there was not much time left to survive.

Later, when I heard him say that he wanted to worship in the magic palace and practice the exercises in the magic palace, he was rejected by Huai Fengting, who told him that life and death are up to the heavens, if you violate the rules, the world will not tolerate your existence .Originally thought that there was no possibility of turning around, but met Fang Shaoqian by accident in Pingyang City.

Huai Shuangshu nodded, without saying anything, walked to the bed and sat down, circulated the meridians in the body a few times, and then sealed the dantian, so as not to be unable to bear it later and accidentally injure others.

"You go out." Chang Xin looked back at Wu Tomao.

Wu Tomato hesitated, "But..."

Chang said: "This matter... you'd better not get involved."

Gotoma sighed, and finally left the room.

There was hot water and a facekerchief in a copper basin on the table, and a dagger was placed on a white cloth next to it.

Huai Shuangshu began to untie his belt, and slowly took off his outer robe and inner garment, only wearing a pair of obscene trousers, his upper body was bare, with scars all over his body, the most striking one being the scar on his chest. A long scar with stitch marks on it.

The long letter handed him a clean sweat towel, and he took it and bit it in his mouth.

"You really want to practice that technique?" Changxin soaked the veil with wine, and began to wipe the dagger in his hand.

Huai Shuangshu: "...I can't die yet."

"Fang Shaoqian and those monsters are not eliminated, sooner or later they will become a serious problem for Sanqing."

Chang Xin: "Think about it carefully, I will pass on the exercise to you when the meeting is over."

Huai Shuangshu nodded, and lay down beside Wu Tomaoqing.

He wanted to go forward to untie Wu Tomaoqing's clothes, but Huai Shuangshu stopped him, with a serious expression on his face, "I'll do it."

Hearing this, Chang Xin glanced at him speechlessly, but took his hand back.

His movements were quick, and he took Wu Tomao Qing's clothes off in a few strokes, closed his eyes slightly, and pressed a light kiss on the cinnabar mole on Wu Tomao Qing's forehead.

Chang Xin had been quietly waiting for his action. After seeing Huai Shuangshu lying down again, he put down the veil and probed into Huai Shuangshu's chest for a trace of true energy.

"It's here?"

Huai Shuangshu nodded.

The dagger only scratched the flesh lightly at first, and then Chang Xin's eyebrows and eyes frowned, and a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and the dagger had already penetrated hard into the chest carrying the double books.

"Uh..."

No matter how prepared he was mentally, Huai Shuangshu couldn't help but groaned in pain.

Chang Xin's movements were very clean and neat, making a big cut of a cross.

Sweat began to break out on the head, and the gums that held the double books were biting a little numb. The pain seemed to be eroding the nerves in the brain, and there was a buzzing noise in the ears.

Suddenly, there was a glint of clarity in front of him, Huai Shuangshu's eyes were red, he turned his head, and looked at Wu Tomao Qing who seemed to be sleeping soundly.

It turns out that it hurts so much...

Soberly experiencing your pain back then, it can be regarded as fulfilling one of my wishes before I died.

Looking at his bloody chest, Chang Xin also began to get nervous, his hands trembled a little, as if a thread had broken in his body, he didn't dare to take a breath.

Finally, the tip of the knife seemed to have touched a hard object. Chang Xin hurriedly recited a mantra, penetrated a trace of true energy, and a small gold-copper lamp was reflected in the spiritual consciousness, which looked ordinary, There was nothing outstanding about it, but there was a wick on the lamp, and the weak flame was flickering slowly.

Chang Xin held his breath, and prepared to use his true energy to pull out the long soul lamp first, but this lamp has lived in Huai Shuangshu's body for many years, and the flesh and blood have long been stuck together, so it is very difficult to peel it off.

The body of Huai Shuangshu began to tremble violently, his hair was wet with sweat, his eyes were bloodshot, and his usually gentle face now turned ferocious, looking very terrifying.

Withdrawing his eyes, Changxin's movements became more and more rapid, and the true energy rushed into Huai Shuangshu's chest violently. The two different breaths repelled and tore at each other. The dantian in his body was violently vibrating. Huai Shuangshu suppressed the pain in his mouth. Huh, I'm a little worried about waking up Wu Tomao who is next to me.

Finally, after a stick of incense, the long soul lamp began to reveal its lighting body, Chang Xin took a deep breath, recited a formula silently, and poured two strands of true energy into it with both hands.

Huai Shuangshu only felt a roar in his head, the severe pain of bone erosion hit, and then numbness covered every corner of his body, as if something was slowly passing through his body, he was relieved, he couldn't bear it anymore fainted.

The Long Soul Lamp should not stay outside the body for too long, that's why he came up with this method, Chang Xin picked up the dagger again, and prepared to cut Wu Tomao Qing's chest open.

As soon as the cold blade touched Wu Tongqing's bare skin, Chang Xin's wrist was held, he was startled, and when he looked up, he saw those eyes that looked like evening eyes, looking at him gloomyly.

The night wind blew in through the open window and hit Changxin's back, and he felt goosebumps on his back.

"...you've been awake?"

...

It was already midnight when Huai Shuangshu woke up, the inn was completely silent, and the disciples of the Xianchong Sect had already set off.

Sitting up halfway from the bed, Huai Shuangshu's throat was itchy for a while, he covered his mouth and coughed twice, glimpsed the scarlet in his palm from the corner of his eye, curled his fingers together, Huai Shuangshu sat up from the bed.

There are seven more days.

This technique can only hang his life in the mortal world for seven days, it seems that the action has to be accelerated.

Huai Shuangshu ran a circle of meridians and found that his dantian was in severe pain. He touched his chest, but he didn't find the breath of the long soul lamp.

Feeling so relaxed for the first time, Huai Shuangshu sighed, hoping to wash away all the sins of this body before dying, and disappear cleanly.

There was a sudden noise outside the door, and then the wooden door was kicked open.

Feng Yingying rushed in excitedly, and Wu Renlin followed behind with a helpless expression.

"I..." Wu Renlin looked a little embarrassed, subconsciously touched the back of his head, "I can't stop her."

'Snapped! '

Feng Yingying walked up to Huai Shuangshu with a sharp expression, raised her hand and slapped him hard.

This is the person she has held dear to her heart for so many years. Even when she was young, although she was impulsive, she had never been cruel to Huai Shuangshu.

But now her slap didn't show any mercy, her heart seemed to be empty, Feng Yingying burst into tears with tears in her eyes, and suddenly laughed.

"It seems that I underestimated you all these years..."

"I should have thought of it a long time ago. You are a person who is soft-hearted to everyone, but cruel to you alone."

Huai Shuangshu's pale side face turned red in an instant, but Feng Yingying did not soften her heart at all, and looked at him coldly.

"Are you satisfied this time?"

"The soul is scattered, and you will never be able to enter reincarnation. It's so good... so good!"

Feng Yingying laughed maniacally, "Let me ask you one last question, have you ever regretted this consequence..."

Sorry!Sorry!As long as you say you regret it, even if you risk your life, you must take back the Long Soul Lamp!Feng Yingying shouted crazily in her heart.

But Huai Shuangshu's answer disappointed Feng Yingying after all. His expression was calm, and although his brows and eyes were warm, they were like snow and ice falling from frost, and his heart ached from the cold.

"not regret."

These two words shattered all Feng Yingying's fantasies, she seemed to have lost all her strength, and slumped on the ground powerlessly.

After a moment of silence, Wu Tomato's voice sounded outside.

"Master, the bell of Yunyou Mountain is ringing, and it's time for us to go up the mountain."

Wu Tomato looked at Feng Yingying on the ground with some hesitation, "You can stay here."

Feng Yingying, who was still in a daze just now, stood up from the ground, wiped away her tears, and stared fiercely at the face with double books, "I want to go too, I want to watch you die, watch your soul fly away! If your face If I dare to show a trace of regret, I will..."

"I'll beat you to death!"

After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at Huai Shuangshu's face and rushed out of the door angrily.

Wu Renlin was afraid that something bad happened to her, so he hurriedly followed her.

Why didn't he know Feng Yingying's thoughts in his heart, because he knew, he couldn't leave Feng Yingying with a thought, which was unfair to them.

Just as he was about to go out, there was a piercing sound next to his ears, Huai Shuangshu's expression tightened, and he turned sideways hastily.

Looking up, he found an iron sword stuck on the wall, and the rusty blade glowed coldly in the room.

...Punishment, who brought it?

Huai Shuangshu took Zhu Huo off the wall, thought about it, and walked out of the house with it in his hand.

Only Wu Tomyu, Chang Xin, Wu Ren Linfeng Yingying, and Wu Tomqing standing in the corner with an indifferent face remained in the yard.

His face was a little pale, and he looked weak after recovering from a serious illness. The time was too tight, and now was not the time to rest.

Forgetting the river and forgetting the river, he was born to bury ghosts, but what he buried was not the thoughts of his life, and the cup of Hejin wine that he drank together also broke Wu Tomaoqing's addiction to Huai Shuangshu.

Seeing Huai Shuangshu approaching, Wu Tomoqing glanced at him indifferently, those black pupils were about to melt into the night, it seemed that there was everything in it, only Huai Shuangshu was missing.

Knowing that he should be happy, but Huai Shuangshu's chest still couldn't stop throbbing, he went straight to Wu Tomaoqing, and handed him the misfortune.

"Things you lost."

Wu Tomaoqing's eyes were full of strangeness, he stared at his face before slowly taking it over.

Looking away, Huai Shuangshu sighed inwardly.

fair enough.

Turning around and seeing Feng Yingying looking at him gloatingly, Huai Shuangshu felt amused in her heart.Then he threw a small bottle at Wu Tomaoqing.

Wu Tomaoqing didn't notice it for a while, and took it over.

"Qiongyeyulu, for wound healing." Huai Shuangshu explained a few sentences, and then stopped giving alms, so as not to make Wu Tongqing suspicious.

Wu Tomaoqing lowered his head to look at the bottle in his hand, pursed the corners of his mouth tightly and put it in his sleeve.

"Let's go." Wu Renlin nodded towards them, and took the lead in flying with Yujian.

The sky that had been sunny for several days finally turned gloomy today. The sky was covered with dense dark clouds, making the black and oppressive area look extraordinarily dull. Birds flew across the night from time to time, their flapping wings seemed very hurried.

'Boom! 'A thunder flashed in the sky!

A flash of lightning flashed across the air, and the white light appeared in an instant, illuminating the solemn expressions on everyone's faces.