Douluo's death sickle

The quiet but killing days continued until one day, the arrival of a woman broke the tranquility.

"Aunt Rou..." Xue Yu was slightly stunned when she saw the person coming.

"Xiao Yu, have you always been here?" Aunt Rou's mental state was not very good. It could be seen that she was injured.

"Yeah." Xue Yu nodded.

Because of Aunt Rou's appearance, Xue Yaxingfeng seemed to be frightened and hid on a branch in the distance.

"Growing up..." Looking at Xue Yu, whom she hadn't seen for several years, Aunt Rou sighed, with a happy smile on her face.

"Aunt Rou, are you injured?" Xue Yu asked tentatively.

"It's an old injury from a year ago." Aunt Rou didn't seem to want to discuss this. She just looked at the surrounding environment with interest, "Xiaoyu, you've been doing pretty well in the past few years. You already have your own territory.

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Xue Yu just smiled and said nothing.

It is said to be a territory, but in fact, killings are continuously carried out within this range to speed up cultivation.

He has hunted hundreds of soul beasts at least. Thinking of this, he doesn't know if it will make Aunt Rou unhappy.

As if she could read Xue Yu's thoughts, Aunt Rou stretched out her hand and rubbed Xue Yu's head, which was already as tall as her, "Don't feel uncomfortable about this. I am a hundred thousand year soul beast, and I have also experienced killing.

I have killed more soul beasts than you have traveled."

"I won't blame you for hunting our soul beasts just because you are a human. Aunt Rou, I am very open-minded."

"Well..." In any case, Xue Yu felt a little better.

"Okay, let's talk business with you." Aunt Rou touched the scar on Xue Yu's face, with a flash of heartache in her eyes.

"That girl Xiaowu ran away a month ago. After sensing, she should have gone to a human city."

"Aunt Rou wants me to bring Xiao Wu back?"

"No, we hundred thousand year soul beasts need to come into contact with humans, so that we can speed up our cultivation. When Xiao Wu goes to a human city, that is the experience she must go through." Aunt Rou shook her head.

"Xiao Yu, if I'm not mistaken, your soul power level has reached level 28. I want you to..."

"Aunt Rou, I know what you mean." Xue Yu understood what Aunt Rou was worried about, and he was willing to protect Xiao Wu in secret.

"Xiao Yu, I just want you to confirm Xiao Wu's safety, so that it won't delay your cultivation." Aunt Rou smiled.

"You saved my life, Aunt Rou."

"Silly boy... the note you left also saved my life."

"So, your injury..." Xue Yu thought that the only people who could hurt Aunt Rou, a hundred thousand year old soul beast, were the people from Wuhun Palace.

"That woman's soul skill is very special. After being injured, she must always use her soul power to resist the deterioration of the wound. Therefore, I can't distract myself from going to the human city to take care of Xiao Wu." Aunt Rou told the truth.

The soul skill of Bibi Dong's second martial soul, Eternal Creation, can cause wounds that can never be healed. Unless you keep using your soul power to resist the effects of the soul skill, you will die sooner or later from this soul skill.

"Don't worry, Aunt Rou, I will find a way to cure you." All Xue Yu can think of is the fairy herbs in Poison Douluo Dugu Bo's Medicine Garden. Their effects are miraculous, and they may be able to cure Aunt Rou.

of injury.

"It's enough for you to have this kind of heart, silly kid." Aunt Rou smiled and shook her head. In fact, it was good to entrust Xiao Wu to this kid.

Through some information given by Aunt Rou, Xueyu left the Star Dou Forest the next day and headed to the human city, Novice Village, and Notting City.

Xue Yu also finally understood why he was not attacked by a powerful soul beast when he came from the core area of ​​the Star Dou Forest to this outer area. This was all because Aunt Rou left a legacy on him that was unique to him for a hundred thousand years.

The breath of the soul beast.

No soul beast dares to touch the bad luck of a hundred thousand year soul beast.

Notting City is not a prosperous big city. According to Aunt Rou, Xiao Wu went to school here at a place called Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

What a fateful fate, Xiao Wu's mother did not die, but she still came here.

Xingfeng fell from the sky, stood on Xue Yu's shoulders, and communicated in a way that only they could understand.

Notting College is just ahead, this is the information that Xingfeng has detected.

Without any pause, Xue Yu walked directly in that direction.

Dressed in a black cloak with a hood, it did not attract the attention of people on the street. In this world of soul masters, there are all kinds of styles. As civilians, they have long been used to it.

"Stop, this is the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy. Not just anyone can break in." At the entrance of the academy, a concierge stopped Xue Yu in his tracks.

clang……

A crisp sound sounded from Xue Yu's hand, and a golden soul coin flew into the sky and landed in the concierge's hand.

The concierge swallowed, his attitude changed completely, and he bowed and invited, "Sir, please."

Xue Yu didn't say anything and walked straight in, leaving the concierge behind who was focused on the gold soul coin in his hand.

"Get rich, get rich! There is a fool giving money..."

Although Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is only a small academy in a small city, it is compared to those big cities, and this place is not small.

It took Xueyu more than ten minutes to find the student dormitory. In front of him was Qishe.

Pushing open the door, Xue Yu took a quick look and found that there were two beds pushed together, with several luggage bags blocking the middle.

Suddenly, a black line appeared on her forehead. This little rabbit was really worrying. Didn't she say she wasn't allowed to sleep with boys?

"Gah..." Xingfeng noticed something strange about Xue Yu and turned to look at him, unsure of what was going on.

"Who are you?" A childish voice sounded from behind, it was an ordinary-looking six-year-old boy.

Although the boy was only about six years old, his old and serious temperament gave Xue Yu the feeling that this child was not simple.

"What do you want to do?" The boy looked at Xue Yu warily, his wrist slightly bent back, as if he was hiding something.

"I'm looking for Xiao Wu." Xue Yu stared at the boy. The boy's eyes didn't dodge at all, and he stared at Xue Yu as well.

"Who are you?" The boy's eyes narrowed and he became more alert.

It seemed certain that this boy was the so-called Son of Destiny, Tang San, but Xue Yu didn't want to have anything to do with him, so she didn't answer and walked straight around him and walked out of the dormitory.

"Stop! You haven't said it yet, who are you?" Cold sweat broke out on Tang San's forehead, a ball of blue light condensed in his hand, and a blue silver grass appeared in his hand.

"You have no right to know." Xue Yu turned around and glanced at Tang San, with no emotion in his eyes. He looked at Tang San as if he were an inanimate object.

Tang San felt cold sweat break out all over his body, and with just one look, he already had the feeling of death.

It wasn't until the other party disappeared from sight that he sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.