Douluo: Peerless Blood Angel

Chapter 15 The First Meeting

"Get out!"

Qianjie's first meeting with the real target of the trip is not friendly.

The boy with short pale blue hair held the wooden stick tightly in both hands, and stood in front of Huo Yun'er, like a cat with fried hair. Looking at his trembling hands, it looked even more like it.

There's no way, who made this face so annoying.

There is one thing to say, the boy standing in front of him does not look like a boy, except for the short hair, anyone who sees it will think it is a girl.

The facial lines are too soft, and the eyes are too gentle, the same eyes as Huo Yun'er, even though these eyes reveal all the fierceness now.

But thinking about the statue with weird aesthetics in the Holy Spirit Cult, Qianjie was relieved again.

It’s just that femininity is not a big problem, it’s better than a woman’s face on a hulking figure, and it also has an old-fashioned aristocratic temperament that seems to have been fattened for tens of thousands of years, and it seems that it can’t see any sad things in the world The compassionate expression, coupled with the determination of the superior who seems to hold hundreds of millions of people...

Really, it's nice to just be feminine.

"I tell you to get out, can't you hear me!" the angry kitten growled again.

Qian Jie took two steps back, raised his hands, and signaled to the other party that he was safe, then he looked at Huo Yun'er, Huo Yun'er brought him here, so he should do something, right?

She didn't do anything, just looked at Huo Yuhao so tenderly, and ignored Qian Jie who was still talking just now.

Tsk, trouble.

It is really not that easy to take away a child from a mother, this is also one of the assessments.

He was thinking about trouble in his heart, but Qian Jie didn't think it was troublesome in his actions.

He sat cross-legged on the spot, and started to meditate like no one else was there, completely ignoring the fact that there was a child holding a wooden stick in front of him, and there were dragon pools and tiger dens all around.

Huo Yun'er also realized something, and looked at Qian Jie with a small face and showed a little approval.

Dai Yuhao?
Dai Yuhao was eager to try with the wooden stick, and even approached Qianjie, circling him in a circle.

But in the end, he still didn't knock the stick up.

After all, the shadow of his childhood cast by that face was a bit too big.

This sitting is a day, from early morning to evening, until it is getting dark.

"What the hell are you going to do, you villain?" The slightly immature voice echoed deep in my ears, as clear as spring water.

He was still holding the wooden stick, watching Qian Jie vigilantly.

"Cultivation." Qian Jie opened his eyes, and the smiling little face was very annoying.

"A scoundrel like you can also practice?" The blue-haired child curled his lips, full of disdain.

"That's a mistake. On the contrary, bad people will practice very hard, harder than anyone else. If you don't practice, how can you be a bad person."

"Heretics." He refuted again, but Dai Yuhao didn't see the other party's reaction.

Because Qian Jie closed his eyes again and began to meditate.

Dai Yuhao didn't look into it any more, and turned his head to the woodshed.

It's just that during this ten-meter-long road, he couldn't help turning his head back frequently.

My heart is itching, it's the first time I see an outsider practicing.

It was time for another meal, and it was very dark, only the faint lights in the woodshed shone.

"How on earth did you cultivate?" The clear voice sounded again.

"It should be similar to yours, but there will be subtle differences."

Qian Jie opened his eyes again, Dai Yuhao was still far away, and still had the wooden stick in his hand.

But Qian Jie didn't mind, but slowly talked about what he had learned in Holy Spirit Church and Mingde Hall.

Huo Yun'er is an ordinary person, an ordinary person without soul power.

She can be very smart, very powerful, and even dispatch some soul masters as ordinary people, but she can't teach her own children, because she has never learned or experienced it.

Even if she holds a bunch of cultivation methods of the White Tiger Clan in her hand, she can't teach them.

At best, she dictated a rough idea, some theories, but when it came to the actual place, she would just be completely at a loss.

Not everyone has the guts to talk about other people with a bunch of theories without their own practical experience, especially if they are their own children.

She can also ask her guards hidden in the forest to teach, but the teaching time will definitely not be too long, even judging from the fact that Huo Yuhao has a good impression of the only Dai Luoli family in the Duke's mansion in the original book, is there anyone who can teach? Said otherwise.

The summary is that, as Dai Yuhao with innate first-level soul power, in the full four years after he awakened his martial soul, his cultivation was completely based on some general conditions.

There are not many people around him to communicate with, at most there is one Dai Luoli, but Dai Luoli himself is also a child who has just cultivated.

So, when a person is upright and is practicing in front of someone he is familiar with, will he not be able to hold back his curiosity?
Even if this acquaintance gave him a very bad impression.

As it turned out, he couldn't help it.

After all, the bad impression is bad, and he also understands that what happened to him and his mother is not decided by the person in front of him, but by the duchess who is inexplicably responsible.

In other words, the child's hatred has a target, on the contrary, he doesn't have much hatred for the person in front of him.

"Okay, let's stop here today, you should go to sleep." Standing up, Qian Jie walked out of the Lenggong area.

Enough is enough, and there is not enough time to say it all at once, and it is meaningless.

Just like feeding a cat, if you have a pet, you can feed it as you like, but if you want a cat, you can't feed it too much.

Dai Yuhao nodded his head with a lot of thought.

No one will treat him well for no reason, and he understands this truth very well.

The manager in front of me, who was always fierce in the past, must have something to ask for why he is so gentle today.

As for why he didn't want to care about what he wanted, he had to get what he wanted first.

With power, there is everything.

Huo Yun'er in the woodshed didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and didn't care about Dai Yuhao's behavior.

Because it's part of the conversation, part of the assessment.

Since he wanted to take the child away from her dying person, he had to prove that he could get along with the child.

Whether Dai Yuhao will be deceived in the teaching of soul masters, on the contrary, is not something she can consider now.

……

"Knock your mother, the son of luck is a bully!" In the darkness far away from the firewood room area, Qian Jie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and cursed secretly.

He didn't do anything, just try to use the second soul ability.

The goal, Huo Yuner.

After actually using the Mengdie Soul Bone Skill, even if he wanted to kill someone to the limit, he couldn't see how he did it.

He wasn't in the mood to wait for Huo Yun'er to die before taking Dai Yuhao away. Why did he wait for her to die when he could kill Huo Yun'er early?

I'm about to die, who knows when this is about to die.

But he didn't succeed. Instead, he succeeded in proving one thing - Huo Yun'er was able to lead Dai Yuhao up until now, in addition to Huo Yuner's own reasons, there are also Huo Yuhao's reasons.

"It's no wonder that he had to take the risk of overturning the car to send out the mission. After all, this son of luck is not the type of lone star of the devil, and his mother is not so easy to kill."

Looking up at the dark sky, without a trace of light, Qian Jie laughed mockingly.

(End of this chapter)