Huo Yuhao of Douluo knows the plot

Chapter 60 The Protagonist's Halo
Sure enough, after 10 minutes, the young man's speed suddenly dropped, and the distance between the two quickly narrowed.

At this time, the young man's speed suddenly decreased by a point, and then he swooped down to the forest below.

"So cunning." Huo Yuhao said secretly. Although the two of them flew relatively low, they were still about 20 meters above the ground.

Huo Yuhao is not very familiar with this kind of spirit bone flying method. Acceleration in a straight line at high altitude is fine, but if it is in a complex forest environment, it will be greatly restricted. This young man probably also saw this.

Click!

Accompanied by a large cloud of dust, a large tree with a diameter of nearly one meter fell down. A moment later, a figure jumped up from the ground like a carp.

This person was not a young man who had run away, but Huo Yuhao. Just talking about it made Huo Yuhao angry. This young man was as slippery as a fish in a pond when he entered the forest.

Just now, Huo Yuhao chased so fast that he broke the tree and fell into the mud.

The pure black cloak that Huo Yuhao was wearing when he released the soul bone was also torn to pieces and covered in mud.

"I don't believe it. I can escape from the sky. I'm not the protagonist." The current situation is a bit like those scenes in Xiuxian novels where the protagonist is chased and killed by the villain. The protagonist is always on the line of life and death, but there is always surprise risk resolution.

Huo Yuhao has this feeling now, the difference is that he seems to be playing the villain.

That young man had to die today, Huo Yuhao said, even if Jesus came.

Outside the forest, on an open flat ground, there are more than a dozen tents, with piles of bonfires rising beside them, and several men in black suits are guarding the periphery.

"Attention." Suddenly, one of them seemed to have discovered something, and shouted loudly, and the others immediately moved closer to him.

A figure suddenly jumped out of the forest in front of him, and just as he was about to escape, he was surrounded by several well-dressed men.

The figure that sprang out was naturally the young man who was being chased by Huo Yuhao. At this moment, the young man saw several people stopping him, and was furious in anxiety, but when he sensed the other party's cultivation level, he immediately froze.

Oh my god, these are all six rings, when did the soul emperor become a Chinese cabbage?

Muttering in his heart, the young man cupped his fists respectfully to several people, "Seniors, I am just passing by, and I don't mean to offend you, can you accommodate me?"

Several people looked at each other when they heard the words, the person in front of them was pale, his left arm was almost cut off, only a little flesh was left hanging, his body was covered in blood, he looked really miserable.

It was obviously a scene of being chased and killed by the enemy, but they were not coming for them, and the few people were too lazy to mingle, so they planned to let this person go.

Before a few people could speak, Huo Yuhao from behind chased after him. Suddenly seeing so many people, Huo Yuhao was also slightly taken aback, and then realized that all of these people were masters with advanced cultivation bases. It became gloomy and uncertain.

The previous shout alarmed the people in the camp, and at this time seven or eight people had already gathered.

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao gave up completely. Without hesitation, he turned around and planned to leave. It is not known whether the opponent is an enemy or a friend, but Huo Yuhao has no intention of gambling.

It really feels like a villain in a novel, but isn't he the son of luck?
"Little guy, you're here. Why don't you come in and sit down and have a cup of tea?" Just as Huo Yuhao turned around to leave, a light male voice sounded from the field, full of magnetism, and even a little old. , It's really weird.

The voice was not loud, but it was accurately transmitted to the ears of everyone present. Huo Yuhao's complexion changed. The Snow Empress and Ice Empress in the Sea of ​​Spirits sent him a message at the same time. The owner of the voice was very powerful. It's not an ordinary Title Douluo.

Huo Yuhao turned around slowly, clenched his fists at the camp with a stiff expression, "Senior is invited, and junior is honored, but..."

"It doesn't matter, he will also stay together, so it doesn't prevent you from understanding the enmity, how about this?" The voice sounded again, but the tone was a little stronger than before, with a vague tone of indisputability.

Huo Yuhao felt bitter in his heart, he was only a rookie in the third ring, how could he encounter such an old monster like this.

"Your Excellency, please come inside." A middle-aged beautiful woman in blue came out of the crowd and made a gesture of invitation to Huo Yuhao.

"Excuse me." Huo Yuhao nodded numbly, followed the beautiful woman in blue and walked in with a nervous mood.

Soon, the beautiful woman in blue brought Huo Yuhao to a bonfire. From a distance, he could see a tall figure sitting beside the bonfire. He was dressed in black and had dark green long hair hanging behind him. He was still bald. .

The two stopped three meters away from the old man, and the beautiful woman in blue bowed slightly to the figure, "Sovereign, the man brought it here."

"I've met senior." Huo Yuhao also saluted respectfully. The distance is so close, Huo Yuhao can't feel the sense of oppression before. The person in front of him now feels like an ordinary person, but it can make a person How could a titled Douluo respect Taoist so much be an ordinary person?

The beautiful woman who led the way for Huo Yuhao was a real Titled Douluo. To be honest, Huo Yuhao didn't realize it at all before, and Snow Emperor told him.

"You don't need to be too polite, come here, little guy, come and sit, Hongyue, you come too, and try the old man's craftsmanship." The figure waved his hand, pointed to his side, and motioned for the two to sit over.

"Yes, Sect Master."

The two walked over, and immediately someone moved two stools.

After sitting down, Huo Yuhao looked at the so-called Suzerain in front of him. He could tell from the sound that this person was already old, but when Huo Yuhao raised his eyes, he saw a face as delicate as a baby, slightly rosy, without a trace of wrinkle. , looks healthy.

Huo Yuhao didn't think it was strange about this, the art of retaining face was just a trivial matter to someone whose cultivation had reached the title of Douluo.

Aside from these, if someone sees this suzerain for the first time, he will definitely be frightened by his eyes. Unlike the eyes of normal people, this suzerain's eyes are dark green, and even the whites of the eyes cannot be seen , It makes people feel a kind of scalp numbness.

Huo Yuhao didn't know what the old guy asked him to do, but seeing that the old guy didn't say anything, Huo Yuhao didn't dare to ask, so he just sat down in a well-behaved manner.

The three of them sat around the bonfire, on which was a roasted whole sheep. At this time, the sheep had been roasted until it was golden brown, and the faint smell of meat was spreading. Sprinkle various condiments, so the aroma of the roasted lamb becomes more intense.

"What is this old guy doing? Didn't he invite me to drink tea? Why did he turn into a roast lamb?" Huo Yuhao slandered in his heart.

"Little guy, turn up the fire pot."

Huo Yuhao didn't know what the old guy was doing, but he could only follow suit.

But then this old thing will not stop. Sometimes it will let Huo Yuhao help to turn it over, sometimes it will be too hot, and sometimes it will be too much oil, which makes Huo Yuhao very annoyed, but because of the title Douluo of this old thing The strength can only do it obediently.

(End of this chapter)