The Wolf of Douluo Walks the World

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When Li Liang first arrived on the fourth floor, Ode, dressed in purple, rushed up from below and saluted: "Young Master!"

Li Liang smiled and nodded at him, "Uncle Audder, I'm just going home for a trip. You can come up here if you need to work hard."

Aode hurriedly waved his hand and said, "What is the hard work, Young Master, you can come back, the whole Yuexuan is very happy."

He paused, pointed downstairs and said, "Shall I talk to my wife?"

Li Liang shook his head, "No, I'll just wait upstairs slowly. Go ahead and do your business."

Odder nodded intently and said, "I understand." After speaking, he went downstairs.

Perhaps it was because Li Liang's return made him a little excited, the commotion in his bones could not be restrained, abandoning his elegance, he lightly jumped and walked downstairs.

He was watching all the links of the whole dance. He was really busy, but when the waiter told him that the young master came back, he was the first to find him.

Li Liang looked at his cheerful appearance, smiled bitterly and shook his head. This Uncle Aode always looks like a serious and majestic chief in front of outsiders, except that there is a bit of anger in Yuexuan from time to time. He likes purple.

He went to the fifth floor, opened the door, and was startled by the messy sight before him.

Various dessert residues and uncleaned tableware were placed on the table. The blankets showed no signs of tidying up, and they were directly rubbed into a ball and thrown on the sofa.

There were a few pieces of broken glass under the table, and several empty wine bottles were placed between the legs of the table and the sofa.

The harp also crumbled to the side of the sofa.

The sight in front of him made his breath stagnate, and his heart ached sharply.

"What can make Yue Auntie make this mess at home?"

He instinctively ignored himself, the crazy killing intent was assembled in his mind, and the cold "Cthulhu Realm" was directly imposed on himself.

"Are the Haotian Sect and the others persecuting Aunt Yue again? Or did the damn thing Xueye provoke Aunt Yue again?"

Murderous intent was raging in his heart, but his face was extremely calm. He gently stepped over the mess under his feet and walked to the closed door of Aunt Yue's bedroom.

Opening the door of her bedroom, the situation inside was worse than the outside.

Countless pieces of drawing paper were randomly piled up on the ground, and colorful paints were everywhere on the walls and the ground.

Li Liang already felt unable to breathe. The cold murderous intent encroached on his whole person. The fusion of "Cthulhu Realm" and him has also entered a deeper level. He didn't realize that he hadn't even released his martial spirit, but he was surrounded by others. Layers of dark and evil air currents.

And just on her bed, there was a huge portrait covering the whole bed.

The young man in the painting is dressed in black and red, with a slight smile on his face, standing there quietly, without any extra movements.

That is his portrait.

All the murderous and icy cold quickly melted like ice and snow in the warm sun, and the "Cthulhu Realm" that merged with the sea of ​​spiritual knowledge also faded instantly.

He looked at the portrait and walked over slowly, with many thoughts in his heart.

He finally dared to realize that no one except himself could make Aunt Yue look like this.

He couldn't help but recall the helplessness, fear and resistance of Auntie Wan Yue. How many people in the world could escape the shackles of the world?

But seeing this painting and looking at the mess on the ground, how could he not imagine how she looked haggard at home?

The teardrops gathered slowly, dripped slowly, and dripped onto the painting.

He wiped the corners of his eyes with some surprise, then stood in front of Aunt Yue's dressing table and looked at himself in the mirror.

"It turns out that this cold and ferocious wolf also has a soft appearance."

He laughed at himself, grinning slightly at the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to show a smile, but he couldn't stop the tears, making his look even more bitter.

He walked out of Aunt Yue's bedroom, a curiosity arose, and suddenly wanted to see what his room would be like.

He tried to open the door, but found that it could not be opened, it seemed to be locked.

He didn't choose to brute force to crack, but jumped out of the window and walked towards the window of his bedroom.

The bedroom window is still open, but the wooden frame of the window has a somewhat decayed feeling, and it seems to be corroded by water.

After he turned in from the window, it looked neat and tidy inside, and everything on the bed was still neat and tidy.

But he smelled a few traces of dust, walked to the table and stretched out his hand to wipe it, then piled the dust on his fingers.

His heart sank, looking at the closed door, and thinking in disbelief: "Aunty Yue hasn't been in my room for a long time?"

"why why why……"

Countless "whys" filled his mind, driving him crazy, he couldn't believe that Aunt Yue wouldn't even clean his room.

He couldn't believe that Aunt Yue had actually locked the door of his bedroom, not knowing when he would not step in again.

Doubts, entanglements, contradictions, and complex emotions filled his mind, and the "Cthulhu Realm" resurfaced, helping him stabilize the turbulent spiritual consciousness.

There was a clear stepping sound, and he slowed down, stretched out his hand to pull the lock of his door, and opened the door.

He walked out, and Aunt Yue was standing at the door of the room, looking at him in surprise with her red lips.

He showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and said, "Aunt Yue, I'm back."

Aunt Yue was already speechless, her lips opened a few times, but she didn't utter a word.

Only the gradually rosy eyes showed her chaotic state of mind.

Xiaobai, who had been extremely pleased to see him, jumped out of the gap in the door instantly, curled up into a ball in fear, and did not appear in the vision of the two.

They stood there silently staring at each other, looking at the complex and unspeakable emotions in each other's eyes.

After a full quarter of an hour, Aunt Yue just woke up like a big dream, and said in a hoarse voice: "Come back, it's fine."

She suddenly realized something, and then bent down frantically to pick up the messy clutter on the ground, not even daring to look at him again.

But her body was weak, and she had stayed in place for so long, and several of them were already unsteady and fell to the side.

Li Liang, with quick eyes and quick hands, immediately grabbed her waist and picked her up and walked towards the sofa.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Yue pushed him incomparably resisting, and said softly, "A Liang, put Aunt Yue down, Aunt Yue is fine."

Li Liang didn't say a word, but Aunt Yue had been struggling, and at the same time her tone gradually changed to begging, "Good Aliang, let go of Aunt Yue..."

"Why are you all right!" Li Liang was angry. He never imagined that he would be angry with her or his favorite Yue Yi, "What do you do at home all day, ah? What kind of life do you live all day? ,what?"

Aunt Yue was also stunned when she saw him roaring, but in the next second, she became more serious, and she had never seen this look like Li Liang.

She forcibly supported Li Liang's shoulders and stood up, and said angrily: "What? You think you can teach me when you grow up, don't you? Do you need your consent to do what I do?"

Li Liang's breathing fluctuated violently, and his heart was bleeding.

But he didn't refute any more, but just looked at her straight.

The "Cthulhu Realm" completely covered her body, and Aunt Yue could see clearly. His originally red eyes became calmer and calmer, so calm that she felt the fear, as if he was no longer the Alian she was familiar with, but one. The ferocious and cruel wolf.

Li Liang's tone no longer fluctuates, "I only ask one question."

"Do you really want to marry Xueye?"

Aunty Yue trembled all over, then turned around and stopped looking at him.

"You go." She said calmly, just like Li Liang, without a trace of fluctuation in her tone, "Go."

Li Liang stopped speaking, he walked to the balcony, and left with a few jumps.

Tang Yuehua stood there, lowered her head, not looking at his leaving figure.