overnight evolution

I:"……"

My wife: "..."

Others in the restaurant: "..."

Fonst bit the cigarette back on his mouth, and moved his lips slightly, because of the beard, he couldn't tell he was talking at all, only the voice came from under the beard: "Tsk, why do you have such an expression? Did I remember wrong , is there a third Griffin on this continent?"

After hearing this, I suddenly had an urge to flip the table——

In your sister, don't use your baseless theories on others casually, you bastard!Such an outrageous guess can be uttered, Unscrupulous Uncle, your brain is really completely broken, right?

I don’t know what others think of his shocking remarks, but anyway, I stood at the door with a cracked expression, watching him playfully touching his bearded chin and muttering something incessantly.Xi lay on my shoulders completely unresponsive, as quiet as if he had fallen asleep, and his breathing rate didn't even change.

Subconsciously, I raised my hand to stroke his hair.

Although he is indeed similar to Xiu in some respects, I never thought about that.Because anyone with a little common sense knows that there is no second person on this continent who has inherited the blood of the Griffin.I'm pretty sure my son's still in my stomach, so...unless the teenager standing behind me is that man's illegitimate child, they shouldn't have anything to do with each other.

...well, bastard.An irresponsible father, a mother who died early in the morning, wandering around alone and so on.

I was in a trance for a while, and couldn't help falling into endless associations.

Speaking of which, Xi has a very bad impression of Xiu from the very beginning, always trying to prove to me that this man is not worthy of love.Well, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was the same thing, so my fingers gradually became stiff, and cold sweat broke out from my forehead——

Could it be that he is really Xiu's illegitimate son?

...Then shouldn't this kid hate me to death?As soon as he comes out, he steals his fucking love or something.

My old lady said something next to me, but I didn't hear clearly, and my mind was full of this matter.If they were really father and son, who was the one who conceived Qi?What kind of position does this person occupy in Xiu's life? Why has he never mentioned it to me?Do you feel that there is no need to mention the past, or do you feel that it is unnecessary to mention these things to me?

I am torn.In the middle of "what's so strange, if you have lived for so long, the richness of your emotional life is not as good as your high school student, then his life is not in vain" and "Niema, it is impossible to follow his temperament, how can he let himself go My bloodline has been reduced and suffered all kinds of hardships outside," when I suddenly heard my grandfather's voice faintly coming from the dining room.The old man put down his glass and said calmly, "Ste, you made a mistake. Xiao Qi is just a descendant of an old man of mine, and the one in my grandson's belly is different."

The unscrupulous uncle slipped and pulled on the door frame so as not to fall.I stood where I was, the corners of my mouth twitched twice——

This name is so cruel.

Feng ster scratched his hair, turned his head and smiled wryly at my grandfather: "Old man, can you stop calling me that? What if I'm used to being called and forget my name?"

My grandfather twirled his beard, smiled without saying a word.The butler was standing behind him, bending over to fill his cup with tea. My old man frowned, and reminded me in a low voice: "Don't drink too much at night, old man, be careful not to fall asleep."

The butler paused, hesitating whether to fill up the remaining half cup.As a result, the old man moved his fingers, tapped on the table, and said with deep emotion: "It's okay, fill it up for me, I think tonight is destined to be a sleepless night."

After speaking, he turned his head and gently instructed, "Xiao Ye, it's better to make another pot of tea to entertain our guests."

Mr. Butler nodded and respectfully followed suit.

"Grandpa, you are being polite." Fonst scratched his greasy hair again, grinning behind his beard.

I found that as long as this person is sloppy, he will lose any melancholy temperament. He is completely a middle-aged uncle who takes molesting others as his own responsibility and is keen to play hooligans on the whole world.He laughed and walked back from behind the door, with the big black bag swaying behind him, "Okay, I won't tease your children anymore. You don't need to be too busy, I just stopped by to see Let's see if Xiu is awake, just eat something here—"

My grandfather interrupted him with a smile: "Okay, then you can eat whatever you want. When my group of old friends come over, you will meet with me."

While talking, the butler had already made tea, the unscrupulous uncle choked, and silently turned the black bag back and put it on his lap.I sat down on the seat opposite my grandfather, touched my nose, and whispered: "Didn't you make this tea for me?"

"—Son?" My old lady suddenly reached out and touched my head, "What's wrong? You are so stupid, what are you thinking?"

I opened my mouth, but didn't say anything, and finally just shook my head silently.

Xi was right behind me, breathing warmly, but remained silent.

If Xiu and him are really like what Fungster said, why should he be so nice to me?Is it just for revenge?

I rubbed my face, loosened my collar irritably, and clenched my back molars.

Forget it, when someone wakes up, just ask if they don't, what's wrong with you here?

When my grandfather and Fonster were talking, my old man kept silent, and only cast his gaze gently at me and my old mother.We have always been excluded from the conversation, and the sense of presence is not strong. When his eyes fall on Xi, it immediately becomes complicated and difficult to understand.My heart just calmed down again, I just felt that the young man behind me had confirmed his identity as an illegitimate child, otherwise, how could my father have such a reaction?

"—I never said that."

I only heard my grandpa chuckled a few times, and I immediately looked away and looked towards his old man.

I saw him stroking his beard, showing the unique smile of the elderly, and said, "Ste, after all, you are also half of Axiu's elder. It is not convenient for others to say anything if you come forward to mediate at a time like this?"

I pricked up my ears, feeling as if I heard something extraordinary again, Unscrupulous Uncle and Xiu are actually relatives or something.

Uh, and looking at the gloomy look on his face that even the beard can't hide, it's probably true.

Although I feel that at this moment when the family secrets come to an end, there will be such a feeling that I should go away quietly.But the burning soul of gossip finally defeated reason, and he didn't care about killing the cat because of curiosity. He just stared at the gossip protagonist intently.

To be honest, I am very curious about the relatives of the Z-level scorpion and the super-A-level griffin.

Sure enough, even the parties involved thought the same thing as me.I saw him half holding the big black bag on his thigh, and laughed at himself: "Old man, what use can I be if I stay here like a trash? Besides, he didn't admit that I was, after all, I did it myself... never mind."

He suddenly became depressed, lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and took a deep breath.

After he finished speaking, the room was silent for a long time.

... I said, is this gone?

I couldn't help looking back at my old lady, and complained in a low voice: "Why do you like to talk half and leave the other half?"

She smiled slightly, pinched my missing sleeve with two fingers and shook it twice, and replied: "This is called the art of speaking. When you can understand it, you will grow up."

The implication is that I am still a brat in her eyes.

...Mouth!I'm obviously going to be a father, so what are you trying to do by treating me like a kid?

My old lady wanted to say something, but at this moment, Xi tightened the arms resting on my waist, slowly raised her head, and said in a voice that could not hear the ups and downs of emotions: "... I'm awake."

In front of the dining table, Fonster trembled his fingers as if he sensed something, and the half-burned cigarette fell on the table along with the ash, leaving a black burn mark on the white tablecloth.The black package resting on his lap swayed wildly, as if something was struggling to get out.He frowned, as if under the influence of some force, his body swayed on the chair, his arms tightly wrapped around the package in front of him, and he squeezed out a voice through his teeth: "This is... what's going on?"

The things in the package struggled more intensely, wanting to break away from Fonst's restraints and jump outside.He held his forehead with one hand, while the other arm still firmly hugged the black package in front of him, his eyes gradually became dizzy.The thing in his arms finally struggled hard, fell to the ground, and rolled out of the wide-open package, but it was a black chrysalis with dark golden patterns lingering on its surface.

The pupa rolled around on the ground and stood still in front of the dining table. Two seconds later, it suddenly released a large amount of black mist.My old man frowned, and wanted to step forward to restrain the pupa's movement, but my grandfather stopped him with his hand: "It's okay."

Behind them, Ye opened his eyes, and the light in them flickered.

A series of changes made me have no time to think about the meaning contained in the sentence "wake up" just now.I grabbed Xi's hand and took a breath, then hurriedly turned around: "This is——Qi?"

The boy shook twice and fell backwards softly.

The room was filled with black mist, and with a bang, Fonster fell from his chair.Panting quickly, he crawled on the ground for a certain distance, approaching the chrysalis in the center of the mist, and called hoarsely, "Aka."

The surface of the chrysalis fluctuated for a moment like water ripples, and then the pieces shattered. A young butterfly flew out of it and fell to the ground exhausted, turning into a child with black hair and black eyes.There are wings with golden patterns on his back, two tentacles hanging down softly, his eyes are half closed, and there is no trace of life on his delicate face.

Feng ster reached out and hugged him in his arms, and squeezed out a voice from his throat with difficulty: "Old man, what... what's going on?"

I hugged Xi, who was almost unconscious, and felt that my heart was clenched tightly. I couldn't help but raise my voice and asked, "Grandpa, what's going on?"

My grandfather was sitting on a chair, his eyes were either happy or worried.However, it was not until much later that I understood the meaning of this gaze.Anyway, the old man sighed, picked up the tea in front of him, and said nothing else.

The dark blue night sky outside the window suddenly became as bright as day, my complexion changed, I pushed the perch to my old lady, and rushed to the French window by myself, and then felt dizzy for a while.I saw countless pure white phantoms rising between the sky and the earth, intertwined with brilliance, covering up the bright lights on the edge of the city.Countless aircraft soared into the sky and flew towards the empty plain, densely packed, covering the sky and covering the earth.

They are suspended around the castle, and each one is full of people.There was a soft white light emitting from their bodies, and each of them stood with hands down, with pilgrimage piety on their faces.The phantoms that emerged behind them were also as humble and respectful as their masters, surrounding this ancient castle like stars in the sky.

Fonster groaned, and the power began to pour out uncontrollably, and the pure white phantom representing the original body flashed in the air.Garnier has been unconscious, but the glow on his body has not been weakened. The huge white butterfly shadow flutters its wings lightly, floating on the left side of Fungster's scorpion.

——This kind of thing is like losing the will to struggle in an instant and choosing to surrender.

I looked at Xi subconsciously, but the phantom standing behind him was a blur of light without shape.He opened his eyes slightly, an expression of struggling against some kind of force flashed across his face, and he struggled to stand up on the floor.However, the first second the figure of this struggling figure appeared in this space, he became a failure.

Just standing there, Xiu looked more oppressive than any time I saw him before.And with every step he takes, there will be strange fluctuations of time and space breaking.He bypassed Qi, Garnier and Fonst, and me, took the last step, and disappeared into the air.

The moon moved slowly in the clouds, and in the next second, the silver moonlight penetrated the clouds and filled the silent land.The people gathered around the castle bowed their heads towards the man who appeared on the cliff out of thin air, as if they were using their most pious etiquette to welcome the gods from ancient times.