Douluo: Me! Huo Yuhao, Holy Son of Wuhun Palace

Sunset Forest, a mixed area of ​​Chinese and foreign countries.

A stream path with trees on both sides.

who is it?!

Huo Yuhao, who was fishing upstream, turned his head sharply and stared directly at the jungle downstream.

Bibi Dong was a little surprised.

This boy has such a keen sense of perception.

When Huo Yuhao saw her, he immediately walked towards the shore and subconsciously hid the bamboo basket behind him.

When Bibi Dong saw this, she couldn't help but feel a little funny, as if someone was trying to steal from you.

As if nothing happened, she walked out of the forest and washed her face with some water beside the stream.

Under the washing of water, her appearance was revealed. Some of the hair on her forehead was wet with water, and she lifted up her sleeves to wipe it away.

Stimulated by the coldness of the water, she felt slightly better.

Bibi Dong could naturally sense that the young man upstream of the stream was looking at her warily, very warily.

After a simple cleansing, she leaned against the trees beside the stream and began to adjust her breath to suppress the spider poison.

Seeing that she was not threatening, Huo Yuhao showed hesitation, and then showed an expression of making a difficult decision.

He took some stones on the spot and made a circle around them. Then he went into the jungle to pick up some dry firewood, then came back and placed them in the circle of stones.

Although Bibi Dong was adjusting her breath and sorting herself out, she also devoted her attention to observing this mysterious young man.

Huo Yuhao took the captured fish to the streamside and used the white tiger dagger he carried to clean the scales and organs of the fish. He inserted the branches prepared in advance and inserted them into the ground at an angle of 45 degrees.

After all the fish were processed, Huo Yuhao took out some salt and pepper, perilla, and ginger from the Ruyi Treasure Bag and spread them evenly on the fish.

Storage soul guide?

Bibi Dong noticed that the small green bag on his waist was a little bulging, and she didn't know what he had stuffed in it.

Huo Yuhao put away the sticks on the ground and inserted them next to the surrounding stones. Then he raised his hand to light the dead branches and make a fire.

Fire martial spirit?

Bibi Dong was a little curious inside.

Then, Huo Yuhao began the skillful process of grilling the fish. Before long, the aroma of the grilled fish filled the air.

Bibi Dong, who was relying on the jungle to adjust her condition, smelled the aroma and suddenly felt a little hungry.

She was chased by the Netherworld White Tiger along the way, and her body became weak and numb from exhaustion.

However, as a pope, she naturally could not lower her face and beg for food from a little brat.

She remained unmoved and was as solid as a rock in her practice.

Huo Yuhao ate two grilled fishes while minding his own business. His eyes occasionally glanced at Bibi Dong, looking at the extra grilled fish. His eyes were a little touched, but he did not act.

He seemed wary, and although he had good intentions, he did not dare to cross the line.

This was indeed beyond Bibi Dong's expectation.

Judging from his hesitation and sudden decision before grilling the fish, there was a slight contrast between his previous actions.

Maybe it was during the process of grilling the fish that I fell into hesitation again.

Bibi Dong calmed down and didn't care so much.

Huo Yuhao thought for a while and finally stepped forward with the grilled fish.

Selling grilled fish, three copper soul coins each.

Bibi Dong opened her eyes, looked at the stubborn young man in front of her in surprise, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

She raised her hand and took out a gold soul coin from the storage ring and handed it to him.

I want these.

Huo Yuhao handed the two grilled fish to her and took the golden soul coin.

I...can't find it. Huo Yuhao rubbed his cheeks and said shyly.

Bibi Dong couldn't help but chuckle.

Then let's keep accounts first.

She sat where she was, with her knees pressed together and her legs bent, she raised her hands to push back the fallen hair in front of her eyes, and began to taste the grilled fish.

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Crispy in the mouth, rich in aroma, fresh and delicious.

Bibi Dong was a little surprised.

Huo Yuhao looked at her with a little dodge in his eyes and sat on the stone next to her.

The two grilled fishes were finished quickly, and my belly was warm.

Thanks.

You're welcome, I still owe you money. Huo Yuhao said.

How old are you? Why are you alone in the Soul Beast Forest? Bibi Dong couldn't help but asked curiously.

Twelve years old. As for coming here, of course I am hunting for soul rings. Huo Yuhao sat on the stone, looking up at the white clouds in the sky, thinking about something.

Fire soul master? Bibi Dong asked.

Huo Yuhao shook his head, My martial soul is inherited from my mother's spiritual eyes, which are the eyes.

Bibi Dong was a little surprised.

She just saw him lighting a fire with his bare hands.

You came to hunt for soul rings, why didn't anyone take you? Where is your family? Bibi Dong asked doubtfully.

My mother has passed away. As for my father... Huo Yuhao lowered his head and fell silent.

Bibi Dong knew it was a sore point and immediately changed the subject.

The people around here are all thousand-year-old soul beasts. When you talk about hunting soul rings, do you mean that you have reached level 30? Bibi Dong asked.

Only then did she notice.

Twelve years old, level 30, this talent is too high, right?

Huo Yuhao looked up at her and told her in a very serious tone, I'm here to hunt the fourth soul ring.

What?

Bibi Dong suddenly lost her composure and felt that her thoughts were a little messy.

Twelve years old, level 40?

How can this be? !

Are you kidding? Bibi Dong hesitated.

Huo Yuhao raised his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows. A strong wave of soul power suddenly emitted, and three soul rings of yellow, purple and purple appeared under his feet.

Bibi Dong looked at the configuration of this soul ring and was stunned.

The second ring: Thousand-year Purple Ring.

He is——

You soul ring! Bibi Dong stood up in shock.

Huo Yuhao took half a step back in shock, What are you doing?

Bibi Dong realized that she had lost her composure and then sat down.

Sorry, I scared you. I remember that the average soul master's second soul ring can hold up to eight hundred years. How did you get your soul ring... Bibi Dong asked.

Maybe the race of soul beasts I hunted was relatively weak. Huo Yuhao said.

My second soul ring comes from the golden ghost butterfly. It belongs to the order Insecta and Lepidoptera. Its own strength is very weak and cannot be compared with those beasts. Huo Yuhao shook his head.

Bibi Dong:? ? ?

Does this...matter?

Of course, there will be a gap between ten-year-old soul beasts due to race, and the same will be true for hundred-year and thousand-year soul beasts, and the gap will only be bigger; the thousand-year-old Golden Ghost Butterfly is actually only about the same strength as a five- or six-hundred-year-old soul beast. Quite, it is easier to absorb. Huo Yuhao explained.

Bibi Dong frowned slightly.

Although I doubt it in my heart, it makes sense.

But she still felt something was wrong.

A hundred years to a thousand years is a qualitative change. Even if there is a racial gap, it cannot be that big.

You must be very strong, right? Judging from your condition, are you injured here? Huo Yuhao changed the subject and turned to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong would think of the Netherworld White Tiger chasing her, and her teeth would itch with hatred.

One day, I will kill you!

Facing Huo Yuhao's suspicious gaze, Bibi Dong shook her head.

nothing.

Huo Yuhao hesitated.

If you want this healing elixir of mine, I can sell it to you.