Douluo's Shura Angel

Chapter 34

"Crackling~" In the forest at night, a tall fire was burning, and the warm flame dispelled the cold and moisture of the forest at night.

"Uh~hmm" Qian Renxue was a little sleepy, she rubbed her sleepy eyes with her small hands, took out a cushion and spread it under her body, and leaned her little head on Shura's lap.

After that, Qian Renxue took out her little quilt, covered herself up, and was about to sleep.

After a while, there was a shallow snoring sound, Shura moved his fingers, and adjusted the temperature of the campfire to a level just suitable for sleeping.

Then, a sound-proof circle was set up for Qian Renxue, no matter what kind of movement came from for a while, it would not disturb Qian Renxue's sleep.

"Shushua~" There was the sound of the bushes being plucked, and there were creatures coming here.

Shura didn't move, but just added some firewood to the bonfire, Xiao Shui Xiaohuo, who was lying on the side, moved his ears, then moved his body indifferently and continued to sleep.

Only the Dark Devilgod stood up fiercely, and then thought that he was not alone now.

Glancing at the big bosses present who didn't care at all, the Dark Devilgod Tiger just obediently lay down on the grass and continued to sleep. Just now, he dreamed that he had beaten the dragon king of water and fire, and the serf turned over and sang, and was awakened.

Now I immediately make it up, I don't know if I can continue this dream, alas~, the Dark Devilgod Tiger was a little worried, and fell asleep after three or four seconds.

In less than a quarter of an hour, two people came out of the shadows.

It seems that they watched Shura and the others nearby for a while, and came out after confirming their safety.

Both of them have obvious green hair and green eyes. From Shura's perception, as soon as the auras of the two come from the same source, it is obvious that these two people are a pair of father and son.

The elderly people in the team stepped forward, clasped their fists and said:

"Excuse me, sir, can you let the two of us stay here for one night. Of course, we will pay for it."

Glancing at the two of them, Shura gestured to the edge. After the father and son expressed their gratitude, they jumped on a big tree, leaning against the trunk and preparing to sleep all night like this.

The old man was there to watch the night, while the young man was in a light sleep, but if there was any trouble, he could immediately wake up and prepare to fight.

Moreover, the father and son were sprinkled with colorless, odorless and highly poisonous poison to ensure that they could guarantee their own lives to the greatest extent.

However, these are useless in Shura's view, the gods, dragons, tigers, and humans present, the father and son can't beat a single one.

The old father has just broken through to the soul sage, while his son has just broken through to the soul king, but he has not yet obtained the soul ring.

Not to mention anything else, just based on the current distance, Qian Renxue alone can suppress their father and son without taking a breath.

……

There was nothing to say all night, the mist in the forest in the early morning was relatively thick, and the blue silver grass could not bear the heavy dew and bent down.

"Ah ~ um." Qian Renxue, who had a good night's sleep, woke up, yawned cutely, and stretched her waist.

Then, he moved his body, hugged Shura's waist with both hands, rubbed his head, lay down for a while, and then stood up.

He took out water from the soul tool to wash his face, took out a comb and handed it to Shura, sat obediently on Shura's lap, and waited for Shura to comb her hair.

Shura naturally took the comb and began to comb Qian Renxue's hair.

Shura felt that he had raised a daughter. For Shura who had never experienced such a feeling, this feeling was very good.

Only those who are concerned about in their hearts will have a home for their souls.

The young man on the trunk saw the warm scene of Shura combing Qian Renxue's hair, his eyes flashed, and he wanted to comb his daughter's hair too.

Qian Renxue had noticed the two people on the tree trunk a long time ago, and felt very novel about their green hair and green eyes. After all, this was the first time she had seen such a strange person.

Obediently waiting for Shura to comb her hair, Qian Renxue sipped the meat porridge and asked curiously:

"Uncle, who are they?"

Shura wiped the soup from Qian Renxue's mouth, and said, "The soul master who passed by last night."

"Huh!? Then why didn't I hear anything?"

Shura glanced at her, and said lightly: "Whenever you fell asleep, you didn't sleep hard."

"Ahem~" Qian Renxue was eager to change the subject, suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, and blurted out:
"Then uncle, why are their eyes and hair green? It's so strange."

After finishing speaking, Qian Renxue realized that she was going to suffer, there was no way to discuss other people's privacy in front of others.

However, Shura didn't care about these, since Qian Renxue asked, he would answer.

"It's nothing, it's just terminally ill!"

"Pa~" Qian Renxue covered Shura's mouth, and looked apologetically at the father and son who had already jumped off the tree trunk with very ugly expressions.

My uncle, even if you know, you can't just say it in front of others, look, look, the other's face is as black as coal.

Qian Renxue glanced at Shura expressionlessly, and indicated how to solve this.

Shura didn't speak, but filled another bowl of meat porridge and put it in Qian Renxue's hand, signaling to eat your meal quickly.

Qian Renxue wanted to glare at Shura, but when Shura glanced at her, she had no choice but to sink her head into eating.

Different from the scene of conflict that Qian Renxue expected, the father and son came to stand two meters in front of them. The old father trembled and asked tremblingly:
"You see it?"

Qian Renxue looked up in surprise, and after being slapped on the head by Shura, she lowered her head and went to drink her own porridge.

Seeing that Shura didn't pay attention to him, the old father was not annoyed, and put his posture even lower, begging:
"Can you save my son?"

"Dad..." After hearing his father's words, the young man on the side wanted to say something anxiously, but was interrupted by his father waving his hand.

Shura didn't reply, and the father and son didn't speak either, they just stared at them.

Qian Renxue looked left and right, stretched out her little hand and pulled Shura's sleeve, motioning for him to speak.

Shura looked at their father and son indifferently, and said, "It's just a little bit of snake venom. I can save you, but what can you show to impress me?"

The joy in the father and son's heart was directly expressed on their faces when they heard that they could be cured before, but the joy on their faces froze when they heard what was said later.

That's right, what Shura said was right, both father and son were indeed terminally ill, not only them, the old man's granddaughter was also born with poison.

If possible, they would rather not have this Martial Soul, and hope that their family members will be safe and sound.

The father and son could feel the three major dangers present, two small dragons with the length of a palm, and a tiger with the length of a palm.

They knew that tiger, the legendary Dark Devilgod Tiger with divine blood.

Shura couldn't sense anything at all.

But how can a person who can suppress these three soul beasts be ordinary?

The old man glanced at his son, with deep reluctance in his eyes, and said:

"I would like to..."

(End of this chapter)