Mad owl

The scene unfolded in front of their eyes was two big men clinging to each other tightly, one tearing off the other's clothes, as if 'impatient', one hugged the head of the other forcefully, as if 'uncontrollable', and There was a mess all over the room, clothes scattered on the ground, but the corners of the eyes of all the people who rushed in all twitched, involuntarily thinking of another dimension.

After a little silence, Emperor Xi Yu struggled again, but Yang Jing reacted faster, and slammed him down on the ground. The wine jar in his hand was turned upside down against his face, and the remaining wine was unreserved. All poured down. "See if you drink or not!!"

"Get up!!" Xi Yuhuang resisted violently, stomped Yang Jing out on the spot with his right foot curled between the two, rolled three or four consecutive somersaults, and slammed heavily on the wooden chair. The altar then shattered.

Is this... a joke?Or... a fight?

The people gathered in front of the door were secretly surprised, but retreated quietly in a tacit understanding. Yan Shou walked in the last, sneaked in stealthily, closed all the curtains and windows, closed the door tightly when leaving, and left Lock the outside.

Xi Yuhuang and Yang Jing sat on the ground in embarrassment, panting heavily, neither of them confronted each other.

After a long while, when the breathing and emotions of the two became a little calmer, Yang Jing exhaled: "Is there any wine?"

Xi Yuhuang straightened his clothes: "No."

"Fart! Your room used to store wine, and there are plenty of storage rooms."

"If you know, ask again, bastard."

"You...I don't know as much as you, a birdman." Yang Jing got up from the ground, patted the fragments on his body, and walked to the locked storage room. "Do you have a key?"

"What do you say?"

"Guess you didn't either."

"If you know, ask." Xi Yuhuang also stood up from the ground.

Yang Jing rolled his eyes angrily, kicked away from the door resentfully, turned on the light and walked into the storage room: "Tsk tsk, there's a lot of wine in there, do you want to come together?"

"Not in the mood." Xi Yuhuang wiped his face, the strong smell of alcohol made him frown.Although he has been in the underworld for seven or eight years and has become the most watched tycoon in the Chinese underworld, he is indifferent by nature...he has never had a good impression of such strong things as alcohol.

"Hello!" Yang Jing stood at the door holding a bottle of wine.

"Don't drink!" Xi Yuhuang went to the bedroom to change clothes.

"Do you really want me to apologize to you?"

Xi Yuhuang's footsteps paused slightly, and the evil eyes flashed with obvious shaking.

Yang Jing stared at Xi Yuhuang's back, his expression was a little bit complicated, but he quickly calmed down, shrugged, and scratched his hair: "Okay, okay, I... I... this...cough Cough...I say to you...uh..." Hesitating for a long time, Yang Jing uttered a word from his mouth after a long time: "...Apologize..."

Emperor Xi Yu didn't leave, just stood there quietly, waiting.At this moment, what shakes is no longer the eyes, but... the heart...

The trainee Yuhuang still didn't respond, Yang Jing said: "Isn't it enough? Do you want me to kowtow to you?"

There were a few faint smiles on the corners of Xi Yuhuang's mouth, but he didn't look back and continued to walk towards the bedroom.

"Hey! Miscellaneous bird! Is it a man! I have the cheek to apologize to you, what else do you want?"

"If you dare to scream again, I will stomp you out and warn you, now... I... am better than you..." Xi Yuhuang turned his head slightly, his expression returned to indifference.

"Yeah? Want to fight?" Yang Jing stared.

"Abused you!"

"Oh, I'll go, are you kidding me?" Yang Jing rolled up his sleeves and was about to pounce on him.

Xi Yuhuang didn't bother to answer, and went straight to the bedroom.

Yang Jing yelled: "Stop!! I admit, I blamed you wrongly, I shouldn't doubt you, okay, I apologize to you, and I promise you, this is the last time! From now on Finally, unless you dare to tease my wife, I don't care about the rest."

Emperor Xi Yu rolled his eyes: "I'm going to get the wine, there are two bottles of good wine in the cabinet in the bedroom."

"Damn! Tell me earlier!" Yang Jing gestured with the middle finger to Emperor Xi Yu's back.

Soon, Xi Yuhuang returned to the storage room with two bottles of wine and half a bag of leftover peanuts.

Neither of them said a word, they just raised the wine bottle and touched it, and started to gulp down.The alcohol content of these wines was already high, and it was scorchingly hot after one sip. Even if the two of them could bear it, they couldn't stop inhaling and grinning.

Just drinking sip after sip, just bumping each other bottle after bottle, the two big men stood, squatted down, and finally sat on the ground leaning on the wine rack, with a pair of evil eyes, a pair of blood-colored eyes, He stared straight at him from beginning to end.

Until there were six empty wine bottles on the ground, until the faces of the two were flushed, until the consciousness was a little fuzzy, until the loneliness in their hearts was soaked in alcohol.

"Good job!" Yang Jing gave Xi Yuhuang a thumbs up.

"Really?" Xi Yuhuang leaned back on the wine rack, belched full of alcohol, and stared fixedly at the ceiling of the roof with his evil and misty eyes.

"Brother Cheng said, I have wronged you. Mr. Changsun said, I admire you."

"What do you say?"

"I?"

"Ah."

"You deserve it right, who told you... slightly... to break through before me..."

Emperor Xi Yu raised his wine glass and shook it towards Yang Jing, raised his head and gulped down two gulps, as if he was drinking nonsense, but also seemed to have some deep meaning, and said slowly: "It's almost... I... can't come back It's..."

"It's good to be back." Yang Jing looked at Emperor Xi Yu with hazy eyes, lost his mind for a moment, and said again: "It's good to be back."

"Yeah...it's good to be back...it feels...very good..." A faint smile appeared on Xi Yuhuang's handsome and indifferent face. Perhaps only he himself understood the emotion in this smile, and maybe Yang Jing also understood it. .

Perhaps many people are scolding him for hesitating and struggling for half a month, but who can understand the pain and suffering involved.After all, he is different from Yang Jing. He is not loyal to Tianmen or Di Cheng. He is ambitious and has his own ideals, and he is never willing to submit to others.

So... In order to truly walk on the road to 'home', he needs to completely eliminate those magazine thoughts, completely purify his soul, and complete... the real transformation...

That kind of pain, who knows?Who can understand that kind of suffering?Who can understand the pressure and suffering he endured?

Only, himself!

"It's really decided?" Yang Jing calmed down.

"It doesn't matter what grievances and unwillingness are. In fact, I am more suitable for this path. I also hope that I can walk out of my own life and my own emperor's path on this path. It may be a bit bitter and difficult, but fortunately, I have someone to support me."

"You mean me?" Yang Jing asked with a smile.

Emperor Xi Yu smiled silently. If it was in the past, it might have caused another bickering, but today...at this moment...here...this situation and this scene... Emperor Xi Yu nodded lightly: "There is you, there is Brother Cheng .”

Yang Jing lost his mind slightly, lowered his head and smiled, his eyes suddenly felt hot. "The 'hidden' you are talking about, do you hide behind the scenes, or hide your strength?"

"All right."

"It's still nearly ten months before the gang decides the list again. The news of your transformation into an emperor may not be hidden."

"The only one who knows is Tantra. Although Skynet is strong, they dare not get involved in Huaxia, so they won't know. In the fierce battle that day, I didn't make a move, and Yinyangcao, Seder, and Emperor Soul didn't know."

"Where's Nakamura Yuzawa?"

"Let's talk about whether he can walk out of no man's land alive. Even if he can walk out alive, he will no longer belong to Skynet and will not appear in public after returning to Japan. He has already withdrawn from this stage and will not come back."

"Where is Yuwen Huangxue? His eyes are very tricky."

"Before the saints declare war on Tianmen, Yuwen Huangxue will not announce it."

Yang Jing smiled and raised his wine glass: "You have thought very comprehensively. Come on, I wish you the strongest trump card in Tianmen!"

Emperor Xi Yu raised his wine glass, raised his head and took two sips: "You should also work hard. Brother Cheng and Mr. Changsun both have great expectations for you. If there is another emperor born in Tianmen, the three of you and I will join hands. That’s the real rise.”

"I thought about it too, but it's not that easy. At first, I thought that after some experience in Outer Mongolia, I would be able to break through smoothly, but now it seems... the road to the emperor... is far away... It's more difficult than I imagined a lot of."

"Don't force too much, follow your path, and one day, it will belong to you."

"Are you complimenting me? Or encouraging me?"

"Compliments."

"Damn you."

The two stared at each other, but laughed involuntarily. They toasted again and bumped into each other in the air. The special brotherhood permeated the narrow hut with the smell of alcohol.