Douluo ice demon Yuhao

Chapter 2 Father and Son

The person who came was tall, as much as two meters tall. He wore short sleeves, revealing the strong and terrifying muscles of his arms. A large cloak hung down behind him, which was the symbol of a general in the Star Luo army.

The sharp and resolute face mixed with the aura of calmness and self-power, and the faint aura of chilling made everyone who looked at him subconsciously think that this steel-like man was a soldier who had been on the battlefield for many years and had experienced life and death.

However, for such a majestic man, with every step he got closer, the chilling aura emanating from his body gradually disappeared, replaced by tenderness and love in his eyes.

Braving the increasingly heavy rain, he walked to the tombstone, squatted down next to Huo Yuhao with his majestic figure, and placed a bouquet of yellow and white chrysanthemums on the ground.

He is Huo Yuhao's biological father in this life, Duke White Tiger, Dai Hao.

Huo Yuhao did not regard him as his father, but asked calmly: "The White Tiger Duke is not commanding the war on the front line, what are you doing here?"

Duke White Tiger did not stand up, but remained in a crouching position, and replied: "There won't be so many wars this year. We have temporarily signed an armistice agreement. And..."

He looked at the tombstone in front of him affectionately, stretched out his hand to touch the words "Huo Yun'er" on the tombstone, and wiped away the rainwater on it.

"Today is Yun'er's first seven days, I have to come back and take a look."

Does Douluo Dalu also talk about the first seven?

Huo Yuhao didn't think much about it and just snorted disdainfully.

"Hey, pretending."

"What did you do early?"

Duke White Tiger did not refute, he knew that he owed the mother and son a lot.

If any outsider saw this scene at this time, their jaw would drop in shock.

Why could the White Tiger Duke in front of him tolerate the young man's death?

In terms of status, he is second only to the White Tiger Duke of the Star Luo Empire royal family.

In terms of power, he is the White Tiger Marshal who commands the entire army.

In terms of strength, he is an Eight-ring Soul Douluo, and will almost certainly inherit the title of White Tiger Douluo from his ancestors in the future.

You must know that the strength in this world is divided into ten levels according to the level of soul power: Soul Warrior, Soul Master, Great Soul Master, Soul Lord, Soul Sect, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Saint, Soul Douluo, and Titled Douluo.

If there is an expert here, it will not be difficult to discern that this young man's soul power is only at level ten, he has not even obtained his first soul ring, and he cannot even be called a formal soul master.

What right does this young man have to ridicule him?

Neither of them spoke, letting the rain hit them.

After a long time, Duke White Tiger spoke: "I feel a little wronged by Yun'er for sleeping here forever."

This is just a hilly area next to the Duke's Palace, extremely remote.

Huo Yuhao shrugged and said, "There's nothing I can do about it. I'm afraid that if I'm buried in the ancestral land, your wife will often take care of it carelessly."

When he mentioned the word "accidentally", Huo Yuhao emphasized his tone.

Duke White Tiger didn't say much and seemed to acquiesce to Huo Yuhao's words.

Huo Yuhao looked down the mountain. There was the Duke's Palace. The vast Duke's Palace was still brightly lit on a rainy day.

The tombstone is facing the direction of the Duke's Palace, which was also Huo Yun'er's last wish.

Huo Yuhao's right hand passed over his belt-type storage soul guide. The handle was more than a foot long, and a short blade wrapped in a scabbard suddenly appeared in his hand.

The short blade, which was more than a foot long, was played skillfully in Huo Yuhao's hands, spinning and dancing on his fingertips like a butterfly through a flower. It was dazzling. People couldn't help but exclaim, this young man is a master at playing with knives.

"This is……"

Duke White Tiger was startled.

He was very familiar with the short blade in Huo Yuhao's hand.

This was the gift he gave to Huo Yun'er many years ago - the White Tiger Dagger.

This might... be one of the few things I gave to Huo Yun'er.

Huo Yuhao stopped moving his hand and the White Tiger Dagger stopped rotating and was placed in a groove on the tombstone pattern by Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao knew how much Huo Yun'er cared about the White Tiger Dagger and regarded it as a treasure. He still held it until his deathbed, just like holding the hand of his lover.

"Yuhao, take it." Duke White Tiger stood up and said, "This is a soul guide."

Soul guide?

Huo Yuhao raised his eyebrows.

He didn't even notice that he had regressed?

He is extremely skilled in using knives, and the first impression this dagger gave him was that it was better than ordinary knives.

It is light and easy to handle, and even if it is not unsheathed, you can still faintly feel its sharpness.

As for soul guides, they are devices that are infused with soul power and perform various special functions. Huo Yuhao is no stranger to this. The belt he is wearing at the moment is a storage soul guide.

Soul guides weren't particularly valuable, and with his current status as a duke's concubine, he could still get some.

"When I see it in the future, I can also think of your mother." Dai Hao continued to persuade.

Huo Yuhao was speechless and put the White Tiger Dagger back into his belt.

Duke Baihu breathed a sigh of relief, as if he felt that the relationship between father and son had eased, and said: "Yuhao, tell me your last name..."

Huo Yuhao interrupted him: "My surname is not Dai, my surname is Huo!"

"My name is Huo Yuhao!"

Perhaps the White Tiger Duke had discussed this issue many times. As soon as he opened his mouth, Huo Yuhao knew what he was going to say.

call--

The rain has become lighter and the wind has become louder.

Duke White Tiger spoke slowly: "Yuhao, you... still refuse to forgive me?"

Huo Yuhao said coldly: "Do you owe me anything?"

He pointed at Huo Yun'er's tombstone and said, "It's her you're sorry for! Not me. I'm not qualified to forgive you!"

Duke White Tiger felt like something was stuck in his throat. He wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, there was only endless lamentation.

Huo Yuhao looked at the lamenting White Tiger Duke with mixed emotions.

He didn't want to forgive the biological father in front of him, but he didn't know what to say if he wanted him to criticize him harshly.

After all, the man in front of him had tried his best to make up for everything. Because he was ashamed of his mother and son, the White Tiger Duke had given them abundant material conditions, and Huo Yuhao even received a unique privilege in the entire Duke's Palace.

That means you can be disrespectful to Duke White Tiger!

Because of this, Huo Yuhao was able to be as evil as he wanted to the White Tiger Duke.

Even if Dai Huabin, his half-brother and half-brother of the Duchess, dared to talk to Duke White Tiger like this, Dai Hao would have shouted at him.

But Huo Yuhao only did this on the few occasions when there were no outsiders, because he understood deeply that he had to save some face for Duke White Tiger.

Duke White Tiger tolerated his disrespect because he had a guilty conscience and wanted to be worthy of himself.

Others don't care about this.

Huo Yuhao didn't know what attitude he should choose towards Duke White Tiger. He once thought he would hate him to the core, but when Duke White Tiger lowered his posture in front of him, he felt that his hatred was not so strong.

Forget it, that's it...

Huo Yuhao didn't think so much anymore. Recalling the smile on his mother's face before she died, he felt a little relieved. He thought that his mother and Duke White Tiger had already reconciled.

"Yuhao, what are you planning to do in the future?" Just as Huo Yuhao was thinking about it, Duke White Tiger spoke again.

(End of chapter)