Douluo ice demon Yuhao

Gentleness, kindness, love... Huo Yun'er possesses many beautiful qualities. She is strong, hard-working, and bears no complaints. Even when she was most severely suppressed by the Duchess, she still tried her best to provide the best for the young Huo Yuhao.

Good conditions.

Huo Yuhao is grateful to this woman who gave him maternal love, but this is not inconsistent with his inability to understand Huo Yun'er. Many times, some of Huo Yun'er's decisions make him very irritated.

Huo Yun'er had never resented his sweetheart, Duke Baihu, who had forgotten him, and even persuaded Huo Yuhao many times to try his best to understand his nominal father.

Every time she was bullied by other servants, she always laughed it off, wiped the wounds on her body casually, and continued working, telling Huo Yuhao that she was fine.

But Huo Yuhao, who is very observant, can always find that Huo Yun'er's joints often tremble uncontrollably when working.

He always firmly believed that Huo Yun'er had the right to revenge and resentment, but she had never shown any such negative emotions. She only occasionally shed tears secretly when Huo Yuhao pretended to sleep.

Huo Yuhao did not want to use harsher words to accuse Huo Yun'er anymore. He had passed away and all the grudges between him and the White Tiger Duke's Palace could be brought to an end.

He picked up the White Tiger Dagger again and wiped off all the blood on it.

Ice Emperor looked at Huo Yuhao, who had been standing on the grave in silence for a long time, and asked with some confusion.

"Yu Hao, I am a little confused. It is very easy to take revenge. With your current ability, if you want to assassinate someone, no one in this palace can stop you. Even the strongest human being may not be able to notice it at all."

"If that's the case, why do you go to all the trouble to get that human to commit suicide in such a roundabout way?"

The Ice Emperor expressed the doubts that had been in her mind for a long time.

Huo Yuhao thought for a while and said: "I never think that taking revenge on someone is a simple matter."

"Why?" Ice Emperor frowned, "Is it because I am not strong enough? Or are I worried about being discovered by others?"

"None of them." Huo Yuhao paused and corrected solemnly, "What you said was assassination, not revenge."

Ice Emperor was stunned for a moment: "Is there any difference?"

"Killing is easy, just die, but...don't everyone die?" Huo Yuhao breathed a sigh of relief and said in a confused tone, "People are dead, but how can we make up for the pain she has caused to the living?

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Huo Yuhao looked at the White Tiger Dagger in his hand again.

"This is one of the few ways I can think of to get revenge that is truly painful for her."

Huo Yuhao doesn't like to use torture to torture others. His fighting style is almost always a clean and quick finish. He prefers to torture his enemies mentally, just like his innate mental attributes.

He looked up at the sky again.

The duchess who had brought Huo Yun'er a lot of persecution was also a mother herself. The thing she cared about most, besides the White Tiger Duke, was naturally the two brothers Dai Yueheng and Dai Huabin.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you can find that there are many unreasonable things in the illusion created by Huo Yuhao. For example, the flow of time is abnormal, the war ends too quickly, etc.

However, the Duchess, who was deeply confused by the illusion, did not realize the irrationality of the illusion at all, and finally ended her life in extreme grief and despair.

Just when Huo Yuhao was lost in reminiscing, an old voice that had not appeared for a long time sounded at the right time.

"I'm back here again, Yuhao. Every time I come to your mother's grave, I have a different feeling."

Huo Yuhao couldn't help being stunned, and subconsciously blurted out: "Yilao?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar gray-white figure slowly took shape, and it turned out to be Electrolux, who had been sleeping for nearly a month. At that time, he claimed that he had consumed too much and needed to rest, and nothing more happened after that.

Tian Meng pointed at Electrolux and said with some surprise: "Old man, why is your body still like this?"

When everyone took a look, they found that Electrolux's degree of illusion was only slightly better than before he fell asleep, but he was far from being restored to a state that should be called healthy.

Electrolux chuckled and acted extremely optimistic: "It doesn't matter what my situation is, as long as everything is worth it, haha."

No one knows what he means by worthiness.

Hearing this, Tianmeng proudly recommended himself to Electrolux: "Old man, I think the reason why you haven't recovered for so long must be the wrong way of sleeping. I can use my million years of experience to guide you on how to pass it.

Sleep is more effective at restoring your health to your fullest state."

The Ice Emperor turned away speechlessly. He really didn't think there was anything to be proud of.

Electrolux smiled and turned his gaze to Huo Yun'er's tombstone, with a hint of melancholy and sadness in his eyes.

Huo Yuhao asked: "Yilao, what do you mean by different feelings?"

Electrolux said lightly: "I once said that the first person to invent undead magic was to resurrect his wife. My child, I think you should now understand that person's mood at that time."

Huo Yuhao nodded lightly. It was here that he brought Xu Jiujiu back from the state of death.

"You should have discovered how difficult it is to reverse death. More undead will never be resurrected."

Electrolux let out a long sigh.

Huo Yuhao took over and said: "As you said, if you want to 'resurrect' them again, you can only transform them into undead creatures."

Electrolux nodded: "My child, I sincerely advise you that death is a law of nature. At your current stage, do not try to reverse the law and resurrect the souls of those who have long since disappeared."

The purpose of saying such a sentence on this occasion seems to be to remind Huo Yuhao not to try to resurrect his mother Huo Yun'er.

Huo Yuhao responded, and then asked the question that had been written in his mind before.

"Yilao, after a person dies, where will his soul go?"

Electrolux, who had always known everything about death and the undead, was silent now, and then said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Yuhao, I'm sorry that I can't answer your question."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Huo Qiuer frowned and asked with some confusion: "I remember that you should be very familiar with this kind of problem?"

Electrolux shook his head and bluntly stated his shortcomings: "The longer I stay in this world, the more I understand that there are completely different laws from the world I lived in before my death, especially after I have experienced

After the gods of this world, we no longer dare to define it."

He paused and suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Child, your continent believes in many gods. Do you worship the God of Death or the God of Hades, who is responsible for death and reincarnation?"

This question made Huo Yuhao's expression harden, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

No matter what civilization, death is always an extremely serious and sacred matter. Different civilizations have evolved different legends about the God of Death. He is in charge of the underworld or the underworld, and judges everyone based on what they did during their lifetime.

He went to different reincarnations.

However, it seems that there is no widespread theory about the God of Death in Douluo Continent.

Douluo Continent has a polytheistic belief system, but in fact, people in all countries now generally believe in only one god...Poseidon Tang San.

There is no other reason, because he is a powerful soul master who actually appeared ten thousand years ago and ascended to godhood.

This sudden association made Huo Yuhao vaguely realize that something was wrong.

Poseidon...

The sea god in ancient Greek legend is called Poseidon, and he has a brother named Hades.

And Hades is the god of the underworld in ancient Greece.

Huo Yuhao is a person with an extremely open mind. In just a short moment, his divergent thinking quickly spread to another field.

Even though he knew that the ancient Greek legend of Blue Star could not have the slightest connection with the legend of Douluo Continent, this terrifying thought still made him frown.

What if Tang San, the God of Poseidon in the sky, is really related to the God of Death underground?

Compared to a Poseidon who controls the sea, the power represented by Hades and Death seems to be more oppressive.

The entire Douluo Continent is like a birdcage trapped between heaven and earth. No matter where you go, whether you are alive or dead, you can't escape Tang San's eyes.

"Tsk..." Huo Yuhao put an ice cube into his mouth to relieve the irritability in his heart. It felt uncomfortable to know that a powerful god was coveting him for some unknown purpose.

But the good news is that he is also bound by the laws of heaven and earth and cannot come directly to the world. He may have enough time to think about countermeasures.

Electrolux shifted his gaze to the White Tiger Dagger in Huo Yuhao's hand, and said with a smile: "My child, you finally avenged your mother."

Huo Yuhao said coldly: "Yilao, I am not that magnanimous. I have already punished other servants who bullied Huo Yun'er, but I will never let this culprit off easily."

"The culprit must be punished. You have done a very good job." Electrolux smiled appreciatively, "It is better to release some hatred, otherwise it will always be accumulated in the heart, which will only gradually affect people's minds."

Huo Yuhao put away the White Tiger Dagger, glanced at the tombstone again, turned and walked towards Xingluo City.

"It's time to go back. After talking to Xing Luo, we have to go to Tianhun."

Tianmeng and the others dodged into the sea of ​​​​spirits, while Huo Qiuer followed slowly, and Youyou said: "Why do you have to say it is to avenge your mother?"

"Huh?" Huo Yuhao frowned and looked at her.

"Can't it be for yourself?" Huo Qiu'er said lightly, "Didn't that woman also bully you? She didn't just persecute your mother, wasn't she targeting you from the beginning?"

"Isn't it natural for you to take revenge on her when you are oppressed?"

"What you did tonight was not just for your mother." She extended a fist to Huo Yuhao and smiled meaningfully, "Just think of it as doing it for yourself, okay?"

Huo Yuhao was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't stop laughing, stretched out his fist and touched Huo Qiu'er lightly.

"Sure enough, you understand me best."