The third uncle always wants to elope

"Wu Tomoqing!"

Wu Renlin blushed and his eyes widened.

The sky cleared, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the surrounding area was a mess struck by thunder. The remains of monsters were mixed in the blood and mud.

A cyan figure streaked across the night like a frightened bird, and fell to the ground with the first ray of dawn in the sky.

"You are smart and confused for a while, this sentence is suitable to describe you." Fang Shaoqian smiled sarcastically, and searched around the chest with his hands on the double book, but found no trace of the long soul lamp. Pulled out.

Why didn't he fight with Wu Renlin just now, because he found that the Long Soul Lamp was not on Wu Tongqing's body, so he hid, ready to move.

But why is there no sign of the long soul lamp on the body of the double book...

The wound on his chest has been split open, but he is still kneeling on the ground with double books in his arms, his face is rarely clean, and there is no emotion in his eyes, leaving only a barren blank.

The onlookers looked at the scene before them in astonishment, not knowing what happened.

"Three woods!"

Wu Tomaoyu was the first to react, and rushed out from the door, half hugging Wu Tomaoqing who was on the ground.

"You!" Wu Tomaoyu murmured with red eyes, trembling lips, "If I had known this was your intention, I would never have agreed to you no matter what."

The power of this last lightning calamity is beyond the imagination of others. Many cultivators have been blocked in this last hurdle, their bodies and spirits are destroyed, and their cultivation bases are completely destroyed.

The blood gradually soaked the blue clothes, and Wu Tomaoqing's face was bloody and bloody, leaving only a pair of surprisingly bright eyes, which contained madness, persistence, love, and hatred, all of which gathered in those eyes , clearly telling the world that he is not heartless and loveless, but he also has emotions and desires, he can laugh, cry, be sad, get angry, and resent.

"...Senior brother." As soon as the corner of his mouth was pulled, the wound on his face was ripped apart, and hot blood gushed out from it, and now his eyes softened rarely.

"Thank you."

Wu Tomato wanted to cover his mouth, but he was afraid of touching the wound on his face, so he gritted his teeth tightly, "Are you thanking me?!"

"You are hurting me! Wu Tomaoqing!"

Wu Tomaoyu's eyes were red with anger, and he roared: "If you really thank me, you will live for me."

"I bear this charge, how can you let me spend the rest of my life..."

The meridians in his body were all damaged, Wu Tongqing wanted to laugh twice, and blood gushed out of his throat, Wu Tongyu hurriedly sent true energy into his body, but this true energy was like disappearing into the sea, how could he be saved Wu Tomao cleared such a serious injury.

Wu Tomaoqing raised his hand to stop him, and slowly put his eyes on Huai Shuangshu who was sitting slumped over there.

"...Sijun."

This long-lost voice called back Huai Shuangshu, who had lost his soul. He shook a few times as if he was in control, stood up from the ground, and walked towards Wu Tomaoqing step by step.

Fang Shaoqian behind him had a complicated face, and it was rare that he didn't make any movements.

"Sanqing..." Huai Shuangshu's face had lost all color, looking at the unrecognizable person on the ground, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he yelled hoarsely after a long while.

Wu Tomao clenched his fist, and finally put Wu Tomqing on the ground, stood up and turned his back.

"I said..." The dantian in his body was burning and hurting. As soon as he spoke, blood gushed out of his mouth continuously, but he still insisted on spitting it out word by word.

"I won't forgive you..."

These words were like a heavy punch, smashing all the excuses of Huai Shuangshu. Only now did he realize that all this happened for real.

... Sanqing is really about to disappear.

This thought finally made Huai Shuangshu wake up, he hurriedly knelt on the ground, hugged Wu Moqing carefully in his arms, and kept murmuring his name.

"Sanqing... Sanqing...don't do this."

"I beg you..."

Huai Shuangshu kept kissing his forehead and cheeks, his eyes lost his mind.

"I was wrong...really wrong...I beg you...please...don't be like this..."

Wu Tomaoqing's dark eyes were like epee swords, piercing the double books in his arms with cuts and bruises all over his body.

"...Since you are wrong, you will be punished."

This person who had never been cruel to Huai Shuangshu finally said the most heartless words in the world.

"Don't...don't...don't treat me like this, I really can't live..." Huai Shuangshu's eyes were red, his expression distorted into another face, and he no longer saw the usual gentleness like jade.

"I'll return the Long Soul Lamp to you! You'll be fine!" He looked excited, and raised his hand to dig into his chest.

Xu Shi was frightened by the bloody scene and the madness of Huai Shuangshu, those cultivating disciples turned their eyes away one after another, even the angry Wu Renlin softened his expression, and looked at them with a complicated expression.

His movements were fierce, he didn't care about his own body at all, and there was no pain in his eyes, he was persistently trying to find the long soul lamp in his chest.

Seeing his appearance, Wu Tomqing, whose heart was like a rock, finally softened. With his last breath, he grabbed the wrist with double books.

Wu Tomao made an ugly smile, "Haven't you seen it?"

"..." Huai Shuangshu didn't seem to hear it, but continued to probe the long soul lamp in his body.

"...You are always like this. You clearly understand it in your heart, but you always refuse to admit it."

Wu Tomaoqing sighed, "Without the Long Soul Lamp, I am still Sanqing, a complete Sanqing."

"Now... come out... I really waited too long..."

The hands holding the double books dropped from his chest, covering his eyes, his throat was so hoarse that he could no longer make a sound.

Now he finally understands what the beauty's words mean...

Soar to heaven!That beauty escaped from the fairy world, how could she push her most precious son into the flames? The reason she said this was just to trick Huai Shuangshu into Sanqing's side.

She thought that time would dilute all of this, and Huai Shuangshu would gradually understand what is the most important thing in Sanqing.

Unfortunately, she didn't expect that Huai Shuangshu had already been imprisoned in the ground, the long soul lamp was the shackles, and Sanqing was the prison that trapped him.

The dull Wu Tomaoqing didn't understand until the end what his own existence meant to Huai Shuangshu, so he gave up...

"...Since I locked you in back then, let me release you now."

Hearing this, Huai Shuangshu hung his head, the blood stained on his body couldn't tell who it was, "Okay...my Sanqing is so smart, I'm too stupid, I'm conceited, I'm selfish, You can punish me however you want, as long as you survive..."

Wu Tongqing shook his head, his eyes were full of innocence, and he said, "I haven't forgiven you yet."

"Say... tell me, how do I do it! What do I want to do! I can do whatever I want! Let's find a quiet place, get married, and drink Hebei wine again, okay?"

Wu Tomaoqing still shook his head, although there were other emotions in those eyes, it made Huai Shuangshu's heart feel cold.

"Come on... talk to me, please... I beg you... talk to me..."

After hearing this, Wu Tomaoqing finally raised his eyes and looked at him, his mouth was full of blood, so the words were a little blurry, but in Huai Shuangshu's ears, he could hear not only the ligatures, but also the accompanying breathing sound. Be clear.

"Live... survive..."

Wu Tomaoqing held his hand tightly, "If you...survive, I will obediently go to reincarnation."

"No... no... you won't be able to reincarnate..."

For the first time, he hated his reason to death, otherwise he could deceive himself, but every corner of his mind reminded him.

... Sanqing has no afterlife.

"Yes." Wu Tomaoqing looked at him firmly, "Didn't you want me to forgive you? If you believe in me, I will forgive you."

Huai Shuangshu desperately denied it, "No... no... Sanqing... just be patient for a while, I will find a way to keep you alive..."

"Come here." Wu Tomaoqing's pupils began to slack, and it seemed that the end was approaching.

Huai Shuangshu could only rely on his body's instincts, and slowly lowered his head.

"How about we make a bet..." Wu Tomaoqing leaned into Huai Shuangshu's ear.

"...If I am really reincarnated, you will be my wife."

Huai Shuangshu murmured: "What if you lose?"

"Then I will be your wife..."

Wu Tomao's clear voice sounded in his ears.

After all, the tears in his eyes could not be held back, and the double book was buried on Wu Tomao Qing's neck, and the tears mixed with blood wet Wu Tomao Qing's skirt.

His throat seemed to be scratched by the tip of a knife, and he whispered hoarsely.

"If you lose...you won't have an afterlife...you've been lying to me until now, Sanqing, you've really learned bad things now..."

"Right... Sanqing... when did you play such evil tricks..."

"...Why don't you speak...Do you want to admit..."

"..."

He seemed to be abandoned in the darkness, and no one dared to interrupt his monologue, nor did they dare to remind the person in his arms that he had died.

"He's dead..." Wu Tomatoyu opened his mouth after hesitating for a while with tears on his face.

"Get lost!" Huai Shuangshu interrupted him coldly, "He won't die!"

Wu Tomaoyu looked complicated, but finally said nothing.

"Why are you willing to die? Right, Sanqing, don't you love me the most..." Huai Shuangshu's tone was gentle, but everyone could hear the danger in his words.

"I didn't realize until today that besides pretending to be smart, Mr. Guixian is also good at deceiving himself and others." Fang Shaoqian smiled mockingly.

"Wu Tomoqing is dead."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Shaoqian only felt his eyes blur, and when he realized it, he had already been lifted into the air by Huai Shuangshu pinching his neck.

The corners of Huai Shuangshu's blood-red eyes were full of murderous intent, and the brows and eyes were full of sternness, and he slowly choked out a word from between his teeth.

"What did you say!"

Fang Shaoqian was neither surprised nor panicked, staring at the crazy face of Huai Shuangshu, laughed twice, and then repeated word by word: "Wu Tomaoqing is dead!"

Looking at Huai Shuangshu's crazy expression, his eyes were full of pleasure.

"Dead?" With a cold tone, Huai Shuangshu suddenly smiled, and the mole under his eyelids added a bit of chill to him.

"Hahahahaha! Dead!"

"Dead...dead..." Huai Shuangshu tightened the hand holding Fang Shaoqian's neck, and slowly put away his smile. The surrounding wind was strong, and the sky that had just dawned was covered with dark clouds again. The overwhelming sky made everyone breathless.

"Then you can bury him with me..."