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

Time goes back a little bit.

The light mist followed the undercurrent created by the messenger of death, temporarily blinding Huo Yuhao's senses, and then swayed, turned into a long needle, and plunged directly into the sea of ​​​​his spirit.

As long as he enters the sea of ​​​​spirits, the Death Messenger can control Huo Yuhao's consciousness, enter instructions to recognize him as his master, or leave some not-so-good hints, such as a self-destruction when Mr. Xuan finds him. Play something.

Definitely a big hidden surprise!

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid the plot would have been successful.

Unfortunately, Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea is far more profound and mysterious than he imagined!

As soon as the long needle penetrated, it was beaten hard by the firewall set up by Tianmeng. Fortunately, it fell into the sphere of influence of a terrorist who was sleeping quietly in the corner. He fell into a drowsy state. The familiar aura emanating from the room directly awakened the head of the three giants who lived in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea!

"Ah, it's such a familiar scent that makes one's soul tremble."

"Big bug, little scorpion, I will ask you to seize your highlight moment this time. This is the smell of death. I am very familiar with it."

"It's just a little corpse witch. If he dares to attack the little guy I'm protecting, let's destroy him."

The gray cloud that Electrolux stepped into suddenly exuded an aura that even the best Ice Emperors of Tianmeng Ice Silkworm could not see through. A kind of vicissitudes of artistic conception that seemed to be able to see through everything in the world was surrounded by the misty gray, and suddenly appeared in Huo Yuhao's eyes. Spreading in the sea of ​​spirit.

Huo Yilaixi Yuhao suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that Huo Yuhao's eyes, which were originally dull, suddenly filled with a gray color that was filled with the meaning of death. The gray was deep and thorough. He raised his eyes and looked at each other, as if It's like being completely seen through, which makes people unavoidably frightened and frightened.

A pure and thorough death energy invaded directly from the death messenger's left shoulder along the palm he slapped, and an old voice sounded faintly: "Oh, are you asking me?"

The Death Messenger felt as if he was covered by an unknown shadow. His heart was shaken and he looked back in horror. When he saw Huo Yuhao, who was smiling calmly, his face suddenly became whiter than the snow falling in winter, and his eyes were even brighter. It's full of confusion and fear.

The momentum has changed!

This boy's momentum and temperament have changed!

"You, you, who are you? There is absolutely no way you are that boy from the second ring!" He yelled sternly, but it had a bit of a lustful tone.

"You are wrong. I am him, but I am not him either."

The corners of gray-eyed Yuhao's lips curled up into a meaningful smile. The next second, a circle of gray soul rings replaced his two "pitiful" white rings and slowly rose from his feet. rise.

"T-twin martial souls?!" the Death Messenger muttered, "No, no, why are your soul rings gray?"

The gray soul ring is still climbing upwards.

"Are you also an evil soul master?" The Death Messenger stared at the strange gray soul ring, feeling inexplicably suffocated.

He subconsciously took a step back, looked away, and then shook his head as if to comfort himself: "Even if you are an evil soul master, you are only a second-level boy. , Why dare you pretend to be a fool in front of my messenger of death!" The more he spoke, the more convinced he was of his own thoughts, and then he glanced at Yuhao with gray eyes fiercely, and snorted coldly: "For the sake of being an evil soul master, As the spokesperson of the God of Death, the most loyal and fearless messenger of the God of Death, I will give you a chance. As long as you are willing to surrender, I will not give you a chance to live!"

As he spoke, he lifted up the cloak on his head, revealing a skeleton-like face. It was not completely bone-white. There was also a very thin film of skin crawling on it, as if someone's face had been ripped off the day after tomorrow. It looks like it's wrinkled when pressed up. Although it's not a skeleton, it looks even more terrifying and terrifying than a skeleton!

A pair of eyes that seemed to be embedded in the bones still emitted a faint green light, filled with complete cruelty and threats: "Otherwise, hum - see if the twelve corpse slaves behind me are gone, their yesterday This will be your day!"

However, how could Yi Lao be intimidated by just a few words?

"I don't know what an evil soul master is."

"But the messenger of death? Are you worthy?" He sneered, as if he had heard some big joke, with contempt in his eyes, "

Although I can no longer remember the past world under the torrent of time.

but--

The throbbing hidden deep in my soul tells me that if I am willing, I am just the god of death, so what's the difficulty?

And you are just a person with evil intentions. You went astray in your random cultivation. You don't know how you came into contact with the magic of the undead. You didn't even make a step forward, but you already sacrificed your own flesh and blood as a sacrifice in exchange for life. Is this little corpse witch worthy of being called the messenger of death?

What's more, the reason why a god is called a god is that even if he is a god of death, his ability is absolutely bright, unless his mind goes astray and he becomes a demon.

So, your dirty and bloody methods are tarnishing the reputation of the God of Death that you care deeply about. Well - then I will just work hard and let you feel what the purification of the God of Death is! "

A strong look of ridicule came to my face!

"Asshole! You actually, you dare to comment on the God of Death at will! The great evil soul master swears to the God of Death that he will never let you, the person who insults the gods, go! What undead magic! What corpse witch! The blasphemer should be Fall into hell forever!"

The messenger of death roared angrily, veins loomed on his forehead, and the green light in the skull's eyes was even brighter.

The soul power suddenly exploded, and the death energy that invaded his body was dispersed for a moment by this sudden counterattack. A trace of surprise flashed in Huo Yuhao's gray eyes, but this death energy was picked out of the air casually by him. It's not a pity.

The messenger of death didn't care whether Yi Lao was surprised or not.

He fluttered his fingers and grabbed it in the void, and the third soul ring on his body suddenly lit up!

Twelve silver-black threads suddenly flew out from his fingertips, and without any mincing words, they went directly into the backs of the twelve corpse slaves' heads!

"open eyes--"

The twelve corpse slaves suddenly opened their eyes!

If you look closely, you will see that their pupils are actually dancing with the same dark green pupils as those of the messengers of death!

Faintly, there seemed to be some purple-black airflow spreading out from their eyes, but when they closed their eyes and opened them again, they seemed to have just looked away. They were really evil!

Huo Yunche saw such a scene as soon as he woke up. In an instant, even his sleepiness and pain seemed to be driven away.

Meowing, what's going on? Can any family member explain it to her? !