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

Ranran's blackness was constantly being swept out of the man's body by Huo Yunche's control of the soul-splitting power, and the man's body gradually turned from constant twitching to calmness.

The last ray of turbidity was removed.

Huo Yunche casually pinched a soul power bottle in the air, threw the last trace of the original power that she had swept out into it and sealed it.

The weak and almost invisible origin that has lost its black meaning is not as dark as its appearance, but a drop of lavender water droplets and condensed oil, a flocculent crystal that is so slippery that it can roll. There was also a strange purple fire beating within the interlayer of the crystal. Although it was only a small wisp, it could not help but make Huo Yunche feel fearful.

It's better to understand the situation first before talking.

Huo Yunche covered up the surging exploration in his eyes, and his soul power came out of his body. He wrapped up the man who looked extremely embarrassed after rolling on the ground. He waved his right hand gently, and the man was thrown to the ground in a familiar posture. A somewhat dirty bed in the distance.

Wuhu!Scored a nine points by myself!

The one point less was not because she was not used to the weight hitting a man's head and knocking him unconscious, but because she was afraid that the man would struggle to move and did it deliberately.

That’s right, on purpose!

Although it won't be a big deal if you have soul power to protect you, but with this kind of strength, you still have to sleep for three to five days, huh?
Huo Yunche turned to look at the woman with a slight feeling of guilt in his eyes.

"Thank you, little fairy girl!"

The woman didn't mean to question him at all. She gave Huo Yunche a grateful smile mixed with a bit of bitterness, then limped forward and picked up the things that had been abandoned by the man who was suspected of being possessed. savings.

She lowered her head and carefully breathed on it, wiped it and stuffed it into her pocket. Then she skillfully took out a hemp rope from under the bed, which was nearly as thick as Huo Yunche's wrist, and gave it to the man with great effort. Tied up.

"You're welcome, Auntie."

"I'm not some little fairy. My surname is Huo. Just call me Xiao Huo."

"What are you doing?"

It can be seen from the woman's skillful movements that her actions were definitely not practiced in a day.

Although Huo Yunche looked at the woman's actions with some confusion, he saw the remaining bruises on the woman's old face, as well as the woman who was trembling with cold sweat on her forehead, but still stood firm and kept repeating the binding movements, slightly After sighing, I still couldn't bear it, so I could only step forward and lend a hand.

The woman who had finished everything stumbled and fell to the ground. Perhaps she had been holding it in for too long, or she was breathing to save herself after letting out a sigh of relief. Her eyes looked slightly hollow into the distance, and her huge teardrops looked like they were broken. , without saying hello at all, rushing outside.

Huo Yunche looked around at a loss, but found that there was nothing in this house that could wipe her tears. She could only squat down and hug her knees, and accompany him quietly.

"I'm sorry, Miss Huo." The woman just let herself be swallowed up by her emotions for a moment, then raised her hand to wipe away her tears indiscriminately, with a forced smile on her face.You know, in the lives of poor people, even sadness is an extremely luxurious thing. "Does it scare you?"

Huo Yunche shook his head. There was no fluctuation in his clear blue eyes. Only when he touched the traces left by the ropes tied by the bed, there would be a flash of doubt or two.

The woman didn't care and kept talking to herself.

"My surname is Wang. If you don't mind, you can call me Aunt Wang."

"The one on the bed is from my family."

"Don't look at how crazy and scary he looked just now. He is actually a very good person." "If I hadn't been there a month ago"

"It's all because of that damn Fushou Ointment!"

Fushou ointment, a very familiar name.
Wait, Fushou ointment? ? ?

".Opium packaged as longevity medicine was introduced to China"

A few words that Lao Li said in class suddenly appeared in Huo Yunche's mind, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes. Did she enter the Qing Dynasty by mistake?
I don’t know if this is the early Qing Dynasty or the late Qing Dynasty.
Thinking of this, Huo Yunche's eyes fell on the skinny man on the bed, whose face was mixed but it was easy to see that he was full of death. Is it late in the Qing Dynasty?

But what is the strange black meaning in this man?
What is the connection between it and Fu Shou Ointment?
Otherwise, why not go to a smoke shop?

Huo Yunche lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, and his intuition told her that perhaps unraveling the mystery of the black meaning was the key to her leaving this world.

"Take a sip, no, you can't take a sip."

"Liu Niang, tie me up."

The man's unconscious murmur interrupted Huo Yunche's thoughts. She glanced at the obvious dents on the edge of the bed that were frayed by the ropes, and nodded suddenly.

It turned out to be the case.

That's worth saving.

"The second soul skill, Xingquan."

Huo Yunche's brows and eyes had a touch of softness. She raised her hand slightly and touched the simple silver door earrings with her fingertips a few times. The strong green color decorating the silver edge burst out. It split in two in the air and landed on Aunt Wang and her husband.

The conditions of the two of them improved visibly.

The old look on Aunt Wang's face faded a little, and the scars left by the man's punches and kicks also disappeared quietly, and even her breathing became a little lighter. She was a little surprised, and pinched the corner of her clothes a little awkwardly, na na He opened his mouth and said: "Little God. Miss Little Huo?"

"Aunt Wang, it's okay." Huo Yunche pursed his lips and smiled softly, "This is the blessing accumulated by your good deeds every day."

"It's just that my ability is limited. I can only repair the old and hidden diseases in your husband's body. I'm afraid he still has to survive the addiction caused by Fushou Ointment."

"I've strengthened your rope a lot. As long as you don't get upset and get in trouble, your good days are still to come."

Although Fu Shou Ointment is highly addictive, the man in front of her shouldn't have taken it very deeply. It was just the black intention that aroused the desire in her heart, which led to the scene she saw when she opened her eyes.

Of course, he still has to suffer the consequences.

Hearing this, Aunt Wang's eyes suddenly burst into burning hope. She swept away the depression she had just felt, wiped her face vigorously, and then hurriedly got up from the ground, her face covered with the aftermath of the disaster. With Yu Sheng's hearty smile, she wanted to say something, but in a blink of an eye she saw the bare appearance of her family, and scratched her head in embarrassment.

Huo Yunche chuckled and shook his head, turned around and left the place where he had kindly picked her up and kept her for a while. Aunt Wang's slightly indistinct shouts came from far behind -

"Miss Huo, if you want to check Fu Shou Ointment, remember to go to the Fu Shou Cigarette Shop in town."