Douluo: The Life Choice of the Peerless Huo Yuhao

Chapter 162 Wang Yan moves boxes
Then, he saw Wang Yan walking out holding three small wooden boxes.

Through mental detection, he saw the words Gong Yangmo, Yao Haoxuan, and Chen Zifeng.

"Damn it, no way, so many people died." Huo Yuhao never expected that so many people would die this time.

"Dai Huabin is not dead yet, life is so hard!" Huo Yuhao sighed in his heart.

Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao were shared with Huo Yuhao for mental detection, and naturally they knew what happened.

But it seems like they couldn't help much now.

So they stayed quietly with Huo Yuhao.

At the same time, I felt a sense of fear. If they and Huo Yuhao had agreed to take responsibility at that time, it would probably be like this now, right?
They are not soul kings and can withstand two corpse explosions.

"Tsk, now it's hard to even gather a team that can fight."

"I might as well just run away. There's really no need to continue playing in this game."

"After all, it would be too scary if Shrek's eternal glory is ruined in my hands!"

Huo Yuhao was thinking about what to do next.

No matter what, he will not play in this game.

Although Xuanzi would say that winning is theirs and losing is his, but who dares to blame a titled Douluo!

So in the end it is the contestants who must bear the blame.

After all, Shrek hasn't lost for 1 years, but now he loses. Whose problem is it if it's not your problem?

……

The Messenger of the Dead used explosives to block the road, buying him time.

Soon, he ran out of the tunnel.

The speed he showed today is something he has never achieved before.

Obviously, the pressure brought by Xuanzi was too much, which stimulated his potential.

When he saw the twelve figures in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The Beibei in his hand had already fainted.

After the twelve figures saw the messenger of death, they immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully to the messenger of death.

They seem to be loyal fans of Death's messengers.

"Jie Jie, Jie Jie."

"The corpse slaves who belong to my messenger of death, please stay and marry this messenger! This is your honor!"

"Jie Jie Jie, I really didn't expect that I could actually kill many of his students in front of a titled Douluo and still survive."

"I am the only one left in the world who can do this!"

"In ten years at most, if I meet a titled Douluo again, I will have no choice but to be dominated by me!"

Wait for the messenger of death to go away.

Only then did Xuanzi rush out.

But the first person to greet him were the twelve corpse slaves.

Fortunately, at this time, there was no one else, and Xuanzi defeated the twelve corpse slaves in three blows.

However, this was also entangled for dozens of seconds.

When he chased him out again, he could only vaguely see the back of the messenger of death.

And the babe in his hand.

……

Mingdou Mountains, air.

The Death Messenger was using all his strength to activate the flying soul guide on his back to escape.

"Well, the old guy shouldn't be able to catch up for a while. He's probably very distressed by what I left behind, right?"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

The messenger of death saw Xuanzi who was also carrying a flying soul guide far away.

After a while, he discovered that the distance between the two was still the same as before.

"Pfft." The messenger of death laughed.

"Bless the God of Death. This old guy's flying soul guide seems to be at a disadvantage. No wonder he can't catch up with me, jie jie jie jie!" "Ahhhhh! Speed ​​up!" Xuanzi continued to transfer soul power to his body. Among the eighth-level soul tools manufactured by the Soul Guidance Department of Shrek Academy.

Trying to fly faster.

However, the large amount of soul power not only did not increase the speed, but actually made the eighth-level soul guide a little overheated.

Overheating reduces performance and actually slows down the speed.

"No, my soul power is far less than his. Sooner or later, he will catch up... It seems that he won't give up until he catches up with me. It's very dangerous. No, I have to find a way."

The Death Messenger frowned.

He looked at Beibei in his hand and thought of a wonderful idea.

"what!!!"

A scream was expanded by the soul power, and the scream resounded through the sky.

Even Xuanzi who was chasing after him heard it. It was the scream of Beibei in the hand of the messenger of death.

"Asshole! Asshole! You are looking for death!!!" Xuanzi's eyes were splitting.

Of course the messenger of death heard Xuanzi's threat, "Jiejiejie, since you want it so much, then I'll give it back to you!"

The Death Messenger said and threw Beibei out.

Now Beibei was flying towards Xuanzi at an extremely fast speed and was about to hit a mountain not far away.

Xuanzi finally caught up. This time Xuanzi did not hesitate and immediately chose to save the abandoned Beibei.

He knew that Beibei was dropped by the messenger of death to delay time.

But he had to save him, he could no longer watch Shrek's disciples die in front of him.

Just when he was about to get close to Beibei, Beibei's body expanded rapidly.

This is... this is corpse explosion!This is already the third corpse explosion.

Beibei, he was just... killed by the messenger of death.

Xuanzi knew that he had to kill the messenger of death.

He was heartbroken and stopped caring about Beibei's body.

Behind him, there was only a "bang" sound, and the Beibei exploded.

No bones remain, no, maybe some ashes remain.

I will avenge you, for you!
Xuanzi swore secretly in his heart.

However, because of this, he could no longer see the messenger of death at all.

But he still pushed the eighth-level flying soul guide with all his strength in the direction where the Death Messenger had left.

Trying to find him through the breath left by the messenger of death.

It's a pity that he will never see the messenger of death again.

Because, when he was running away, his soul power was exhausted and the plane crashed.

This was also the reason why he didn't see the messenger of death later.

By the time he returned to the temporary camp that everyone had set up, he already looked completely devastated.

He was a majestic level 98 super Douluo, but he actually failed to catch up with the messenger of death and let him run away.

Even Beibei's ashes could not be found.

When he saw the people in the camp, he couldn't help but be stunned.

There were only a few people in the camp at this time.

Jiang Nannan was sitting next to He Caitou, wondering what she was doing.

Wang Yan was applying therapeutic ointment to Dai Huabin. This was the third time he had applied the ointment.

Ma Xiaotao, Zhang Lexuan, and Ling Luochen all sat there in a daze.

At this time, only half of Dai Yueheng's legs had been bandaged.

He also saw a vague lump of meat, but he could vaguely tell that it was Xixi.

He clearly remembered that Xixi was still alive and well before he left. How could that be?
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(End of this chapter)