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

"boom--"

A violent roar suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, Xuan Lao, who had been lost in the wrong direction countless times in the maze of corridors, rushed out, holding several handfuls of torn remains of veins in his hands, and fell to the ground with a pair of deep and horrifying eyes mixed with deep worry and worry. Anger and terrifying pressure suddenly rose!

"Wow—"

The extremely furious pressure condensed into a majestic wind, which washed away in the cave with the majesty of the changing wind and clouds. The wind blew and the dust and smoke faded away. In just a few moments, he was keenly aware of Huo Yun. The hiding place of Che and Huo Yuhao.

"Shh-"

With a flash of his body, he completely ignored the deserted relics outside that looked like they had been through a battle, and strode directly to Huo Yuhao and Huo Yunche. With a big hand, the two children hung on his shoulders with a calm sleeping look. In the crook of the arms, it seems that you can still vaguely see the gentle curves of the two little dolls that suddenly felt the breath of peace of mind.

Fortunately nothing happened.

Xuan Lao's heart that had been hanging on him slowly settled down.

Originally, Mr. Xuan was shocked when he was in the corridor. The large areas of the corridor had the ability to block the breath. He could only search for them one by one, fearing that he would accidentally miss the trace of the messenger of death.

After repeatedly hitting the wall, he knew very well that he had missed the best opportunity to rescue, and he had almost given up hope that the Huo Yunche brothers and sisters might still be alive.

But he just didn't dare to accept it, didn't want to accept it, and couldn't accept this tragic ending. He had the idea of ​​taking them back to the academy even if he had to collect the corpses. Moreover, these two little guys could always be in danger. The ability to turn misfortune into good fortune, and maybe some unexpected turns of events?

So he rushed in without hesitation, just to bet on the chance of survival, but he didn't expect that these two little guys were really capable.

With his level of cultivation, he naturally did not need to conduct any inspections. With just a glance, he could tell that although Huo Yunche and Huo Yuhao were in a coma, whether it was their heartbeat, breathing, or meridians, Both resilience and resilience are in an unprecedented state of activity.

Although the reason is unknown, the two people's previous hidden injuries to Shen Ke seemed to have been repaired.

A blessing in disguise.

These two children are indeed blessed with a blessing or two.

Amidst the ups and downs of his mood, the expression on Mr. Xuan's face also jumped repeatedly between sadness and joy. In a short period of time, he felt at a loss and couldn't adjust.

With his heartstrings relaxed, he was able to observe the surrounding situation.

There seems to be no other breath of life around. Did the messenger of death escape through the huge hole above his head?

Xuan Lao raised his eyes to look at the twinkling starry sky, with a little doubt on his face. Why was this cave empty except for some gravel and dust? Not even a broken corpse was left behind?
And why did the plant veins that spread all the way to the entrance of the cave suddenly wither and disappear at the entrance of the corridor? As if all traces of existence in the world were directly wiped out?
Could it have something to do with the children?
Mr. Xuan's eyes fell faintly on Huo Yunche and Huo Yuhao. These two children always gave him unparalleled joy and shock at certain times, so if they woke up like this, they would say that it was them who did it. , maybe there is nothing strange about him.

Wait another quarter of an hour. If the two little guys haven't woken up after a quarter of an hour, take them back to join the main force first.

Old Xuan calmed down his aura, his soul power and martial arts all faded away, and he returned to the slovenly and lazy look he had when he first met him. He waved his hand and revealed a gray cloth robe that was still new even though it had an old smell. On how old he is.

Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep standing there.

"Well" Huo Yuhao woke up slowly, and his eyes that slowly opened were still a little dazed and dazed. Why did he feel like he was having a dream? In the dream, there was a snoring beast chasing him with loud snores?

"Porphyrin." It sounded like a bubble suddenly bursting.

Mr. Xuan yawned, and a sleepy but loud voice rang in Huo Yuhao's ears like thunder: "You're awake, Yuhao."

“Xuan, Mr. Sitting on his arms, his face suddenly turned red.

Ahhhhhhhhhhh, he is such a big man, yet he is still being held in his arms like a child!
How to overcome the sudden burst of shame!
"Yuhao, can you tell me what happened just now?" Mr. Xuan's face was full of kindness, and he looked like he wouldn't ask if Huo Yuhao didn't want to talk.

Huo Yuhao:
His eyes were glazed over, and his right hand subconsciously touched his heart. The previous scenes were replayed in his memory like light and shadow.

Are those black-but-not-white lights and shadows a gift from the living tree?

Huo Yuhao couldn't confirm this, so he could only suppress the doubt for the time being. He swallowed in fear, his pupils trembled slightly, and he murmured as if he was in a nightmare:

"That messenger of Death. He has twelve very powerful corpse slaves. As soon as he entered here, he ordered those corpse slaves to tear my sister and I into pieces and sacrifice them to some great God of Death? Or some spiritual tree. What? I was trapped in the fog with my sister and couldn’t hear clearly.
Then I saw a very thick vine appear and hit the messenger of death with a whip. I don’t know what happened, but those corpse slaves turned towards the messenger of death.”

At this point, he trembled all over, silently hugged his arms with his hands, and screamed in horror: "They ate the people alive! It was all blood! Even the bones were chewed to pieces! Then. Then they rushed When we got to this place, we hugged a huge tree and spontaneously ignited! What a big fire! It was all smoke! There were ashes all over the ground!"

"Don't be nervous, Yuhao, it's okay, it's okay." Mr. Xuan frowned, and his soul power slowly poured in along Huo Yuhao's meridians, carefully calming his restless breath and perception, "The messenger of death should be The evil backfired, and he deserved his death. It's all over now, don't be afraid."

Sure enough, he is still a child.

No matter how mature and steady he looks on weekdays, he is still a child who needs care.

Mr. Xuan raised his eyes and looked around while comforting him. No wonder the surrounding stone walls were covered with black burn marks and the room was full of soot. Is that so? But how could such a fire leave Huo Yunche and his sister alone? Could it be that he suddenly remembered the vines and giant trees that appeared in Huo Yuhao's mouth.

Could it be it?

"Evil backlash?" Huo Yuhao raised his head in confusion, and his state gradually calmed down. He lowered his head slightly ashamed, holding the hem of his clothes with both hands, silently tightening them, his eyes were red, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xuan, I lost my temper. I I thought my sister and I were going to die here.”