Douluo 2: I transmigrated as Huo Yuhao's own sister

Huo Yuhao was secretly speechless.

No wonder he was willing to open his legs directly in exchange for a chance to escape. I am afraid that this is not the first time that the messenger of death has encountered a situation like today. Even this act of abandoning his legs without hesitation is probably not the first time. Already?

In other words, as long as he remains alive, even if he abandons all the parts on his body, as long as he can escape into this corridor, relying on the mixed atmosphere of blood mist in this corridor, he will be able to be reborn in "blood" sooner or later!

No wonder the Death Messenger Bandits are always like weeds swaying in the wind on the wasteland, and they cannot be removed no matter how hard they are removed!

With this evil method, what if all his subordinates are wiped out? As long as their leader is still alive, it will only be a matter of time before a new bandit group rises again.

Can't let him go!

Keeping him will only create more hidden dangers!

"Brother Tianmeng, the Ice Emperor." Huo Yuhao's eyes were full of fierceness, and he quietly separated part of his consciousness and fell into the sea of ​​​​spirits, "Is there any way to kill him?"

Tianmeng Bingcan looked serious: "Yuhao, don't worry, we"

"Of course." The Ice Emperor snapped his fingers and formed a piece of ice to cover Tianmeng Iceworm's chattering mouth. The corners of his lips slightly curved into a cold arc, and his eyes couldn't hide the disdain and disgust. .

Of course, this emotion was not directed at Huo Yuhao and Huo Yunche.

As the most powerful person in the Arctic Icefield, what she despises the most is this kind of bastard in the gutter. Even if he kills only humans who are her natural enemies, it still makes her sick!

What's more, this bedbug now threatens the safety of her host and her little cutie, which is even worse!

The Ice Emperor's bloodthirsty eyes fell on Huo Yuhao, and he retreated slightly: "It's not difficult to kill him, but you may have to suffer a little."

"Uh-huh--" Tianmeng Bingshen blinked his eyes wildly, and finally the thin layer of ice on his mouth melted away under the frantic licking. He burped with satisfaction, not forgetting to conjure up a He picked his teeth with a toothpick, and then said seriously, "But this time it's really a bit troublesome."

"Yu Hao, although Bingbing can temporarily take over your body to fight, your own soul power is too different from that bug. If you want to make up for the gap, you can only use Bingbing sealed in the torso bones. strength.

It's just that Bingbing's power is extremely overbearing, and your body may not be able to bear it. If you perform it improperly, it may damage your spiritual origin.

But if you just take Xiao Yunche to escape, the problem shouldn't be big. Maybe Yuhao, you should consider leaving this bug to Old Man Xuan to deal with. "

Huo Yuhao simply ignored the option of escaping. It was not that he didn't understand Brother Tianmeng's worries.

Although it is a good way to save one's life and wait for Mr. Xuan to deal with it, but under the obstruction of these layers of explosions, who knows whether the enemy will have escaped by the time Mr.

Whether it is for oneself, for Shrek, or for the future of the continent, releasing this kind of enemy is not a wise choice.

"Thank you, Brother Tianmeng."

"But I still choose to kill!"

Huo Yuhao slowly exhaled. There was no wave in his blue eyes. His face was full of solemnity and fortitude, and his whole body revealed the courage and fearlessness that only existed at his age.

"Being able to nip danger in the cradle, being able to avenge those innocent people who died in vain and those who were injured, is just a bit of pain, it's worth it!" Huo Yuhao's eyes were bright, and he turned his head and leaned slightly towards the Ice Emperor, " Ice Emperor, I leave this matter to you."

"You are very good." The ice emperor's original cold voice was full of undisguised admiration, and the coldness in his eyes had completely faded away. The gaze that fell on Huo Yuhao still had a hint of undisguised warmth. It was obvious that Huo Yuhao's choice perfectly suited her taste.

Then, as if he had accepted his commission, he nodded solemnly towards Huo Yuhao: "I swear with the pride of the Ice Jade Scorpion clan, I will do my best to protect you."

"Okay." Huo Yuhao closed his eyes slightly. As soon as his consciousness left the sea of ​​​​spirit, he felt as if he had rolled in the air with a huge step, and then he was hit to the ground with a "bang——" sound. The smoke dissipated, but he still held his sister and rolled on the ground several times before he hit a hard object and stopped.

Hiss, it really hurts.

The pain coming from his shoulder blades caused his eyebrows to knit together tightly. He lay on the ground for a while and then regained his strength. He struggled to get up and knelt on the ground, his eyes scanning Huo Yunche back and forth. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"sough--"

A mysterious touch, like a gentle breeze, suddenly climbed up his neck. Huo Yuhao's body froze slightly, and he turned his head slightly stiffly. His eyes slowly wandered to the God of Death, who was only slightly taller than the kneeling figure in front of him. Above the messenger.

"Oh Mo! What a young little blood slave!"

"What an intoxicating smell!"

"It's a pity that Shrek's old man turned out to be a titled Douluo. In order to save his life, I can only make you into a puppet of the original one!"

The messenger of death in a black robe, even his face was tightly wrapped with a hood. Only his eyes dancing with a faint light, straight and unblinking, quietly looked through Huo Yuhao's eyes. A dark blur that cannot be seen with the naked eye.

"Huh——" He quietly exhaled a wisp of green smoke, and the fourth soul ring flickered slightly. The light smoke was like mist, following the invisible dark tunnel, and quietly invaded.

Huo Yuhao's eyes only dimmed for a few moments before falling into a dull state.

"I'm really looking forward to the scene where the old man is plotted by his own people! It's a pity that we can't see such a happy scene!" A cold smile flashed from the corner of the death messenger's mouth, and he mentioned Huo Yuhao's body was thrown aside with disgust.

Then he stood up straight away.

As he stood up, twelve figures rose up simultaneously behind him! The most surprising thing is that these twelve figures didn't even breathe. Moreover, under their empty black robes, there was no flesh and blood exposed, only white bones, and there was still a little bit of blood in their movements. A mouth-watering crunch!

"what--"

"What a nostalgic smell of death!"

An old voice with a hint of emotion and surprise suddenly rang in the ears of the messenger of death.

"Who?!" The messenger of death was horrified, his hair standing on end.

"Oh, are you asking me?"