Douluo’s God of Death Scythe Cheerful Sparrow

The quiet but murderous 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.

“Xiaoyu, you’ve been here all this time?” Aunt Rou’s mental state is not very good, and it can be seen that there are injuries on her body.

“Hmm.” Xuefa nodded.

Because of Aunt Rou’s appearance, the Blood Raven Wind seemed to be frightened and hid on the branches in the distance.

“Grow up…” Looking at Xue Yu, who had not been seen for several years, Aunt Rou sighed, and a pleased smile appeared on her face.

“Aunt Rou, are you injured?” Xue Yue asked tentatively.

“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, in recent years, you have had a good life, you already have your own territory.”

Xue Yu just smiled and did not speak.

Saying that it is a territory, in fact, it is constantly killing in this range to speed up the speed of cultivation.

There are already

hundreds of soul beasts he has hunted, so thinking about it, I don’t know if it will upset Aunt Rou.

As if seeing 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 100,000-year soul beast, and I have also experienced killing, and I have killed more soul beasts than you have walked.”

“I won’t blame you for hunting our soul beasts just because you’re human, Aunt Rou, but I’m very enlightened.”

“Hmm…” Anyway, Xue Yu felt a little better in his heart.

“Okay, let’s get down to business.” Aunt Rou touched the scar on Xue Yu’s face, and a flash of distress flashed in her eyes.

“Xiao Wu ran out a month ago, and after induction, she should have gone to the human city.”

“Aunt Rou wants me to bring Xiao Wu back?”

“No, our 100,000-year soul beast needs to come into contact with humans, so that we can speed up our cultivation speed, Xiao Wu goes to the human city, that is the experience she must go through.” Aunt Rou shook her head.

“Xiaoyu, if I’m not mistaken, your soul power level has reached level twenty-eight, I want you…”

“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.

“Xiaoyu, I just want you to confirm Xiao Wu’s safety, and it won’t delay your cultivation.” Aunt Rou smiled.

“You saved my life, Aunt Rou.”

“Silly child… The note you left behind also saved my life.

“So, your injury…” Xue Yu thought, the one who could hurt Aunt Rou, a hundred thousand year soul beast, was the people of the Martial Soul Hall.

“That woman’s soul technique is very special, and after being injured, she must always use her soul power to resist the deterioration of the wound, so I can’t be distracted to go to the human city to take care of Xiao Wu.” Aunt Rou told the truth.

Bibi Dong’s second martial soul’s soul technique, Eternal Creation, can cause wounds that can never be healed, and unless you have been using soul power to resist the effect of the soul technique, you will die under this soul technique sooner or later.

“Don’t worry, Aunt Rou, I will find a cure for you.” What Xue Yu could think of was those immortal herbs in the Poison Douluo Dugu Bo Medicine Garden, their effects were miraculous, and they might be able to heal Aunt Rou’s injuries.

“It’s enough that you have this heart, silly child.” Aunt Rou smiled and shook her head, in fact, it was still good to entrust Xiao Wu to this child.

Through the little information given by Aunt Rou, Xue Yu left the Star Dou Great Forest the next day and went to Human City, Novice Village, and Notting City.

Xue Yu also finally understood why when he came to this peripheral area from the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest, he was not attacked by a powerful soul beast, all because Aunt Rou left an aura on him that belonged to a hundred thousand year soul beast.

No soul beast

dared to touch the mold of a hundred thousand year soul beast.

Notting City is not a bustling big city, according to Aunt Rou, Xiao Wu went to school here in a place called Notting Junior Soul Master College.

It’s really fate, Xiao Wu’s mother didn’t die, but she still came here.

The fishy wind fell from the air and stood on Yukiha’s shoulders, communicating in a way that only they could understand.

Notting College is ahead, and this is the information that the fishy wind has probed.

Without any stopping, Xue Yue walked directly in that direction.

The dress of a black cloak and hood did not attract the attention of people on the street, in this world of soul masters, there are all kinds of shapes, as civilians, they have long been accustomed to it.

“Stop, this is the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, not just anyone can break in.” At the entrance of the academy, a porter stopped Xue Yu’s footsteps.

Bell….

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

The porter swallowed, his attitude changed one hundred and eighty degrees, and he bowed and invited, “Please, my lord.”

Xue Yu didn’t speak, and walked straight in, leaving the concierge who put his mind on the gold soul coin in his hand.

“Get rich, get rich! There are actually fools who send money…”

Although Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is only a small college in a small city, it is not small for those big cities.

It took Xue Yu more than ten minutes to find the cadet dormitory, and in front of him, it was the Seven House.

Pushing open the door, Xue Yu glanced and found that there were two beds put together, with several duffel bags blocking the middle.

Suddenly, a black line appeared on the brain door, this little rabbit, is really uncomfortable, didn’t she say not to let her share a bed with boys!

“Gah…” Fishy Wind noticed Xuefea’s strangeness, turned his head to look at him, and didn’t know what to do.

“Who are you?” Behind him, a childish voice sounded, it was an ordinary-looking six-year-old boy.

Although the boy is only about six years old, the old temperament makes Xue Yu have a feeling that this child is not simple.

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

“I’m looking for a little dance.” Xue Yu stared at this boy, and the other party’s eyes did not dodge in the slightest, and also stared at Xue Yu.

“Who are you?” The boy’s eyes shrank and became more vigilant.

It seemed already 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 he didn’t answer, and went straight around him and walked out of the dormitory.

“Stop! You haven’t said, who the hell are you? Cold sweat broke out on Tang San’s forehead, a blue light condensed in his hand, and a blue silver grass appeared in his hand.

“You don’t have the right to know.” Xue Yu turned his head and glanced at Tang San, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, looking at Tang San as if he were looking at an inanimate item.

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

Until the other party disappeared from sight, he sat on the ground with his butt, panting continuously.