Douluo: Traveling through Huo Yuhao, I am really not a succubus

Chapter 2 Lost Accounts
"Ah!" Qiao Hu suddenly let out a painful cry, and the long whip fell to the ground without him being able to hold it. His tall body kept shaking, and he was obviously feeling severe pain.

After the blood light entered his mind, Qiao Hu felt clearly that his brain was as if someone had stabbed it with a knife. Not everyone could endure that kind of pain.

Huo Yuhao did not stop after using his blood pupil to launch this attack. He stood up while enduring the pain in his back, hugged Qiao Hu's body and threw him outside.

Normally, with his strength, it would be impossible for him to knock down an adult who was much taller than him. However, Qiao Hu was unable to control his body at all, so Huo Yuhao succeeded with just one strike.

Huo Yuhao held Qiao Hu's body tightly and pressed his knee against his chest. A fierce light flashed in his eyes.

He is not a man without temper, especially after Huo Yun'er was insulted by Qiao Hu. If he can still tolerate it, he really does not deserve to be a human being.

The two fists kept falling, leaving one fist mark after another on Qiao Hu's face. The force was not strong, but it was full of venting and anger.

Under this continuous beating, Huo Yuhao gradually felt soreness in his arms.

Tired of fighting!
"This body is too weak. If it were my previous body..."

With a wry smile, Huo Yuhao wiped the sweat from his forehead and shook his head.

His sight fell again on Qiao Hu's face which no longer resembled a human. Huo Yuhao knew very well that after he beat Qiao Hu, this matter would be difficult to resolve.

However, he doesn't regret it at all.

"When he wakes up, he will definitely find ways to cause trouble for me, and even plot against me behind my back. If that's the case, I can only strike first."

Huo Yuhao stood up, walked to the bed, pulled out the White Tiger Dagger and held it in his hand, then returned to Qiao Hu's side.

Taking a deep breath, his right hand trembled slightly for a few times, and then he no longer hesitated and directly slashed down with the knife!

Blood spurted from Qiao Hu's neck!
Only when Qiao Hu was completely motionless did Huo Yuhao draw out the dagger and stare at Qiao Hu's body.

"You should never insult my mother."

Even so, Huo Yuhao's heart was still in turmoil after killing someone for the first time.

At this time.

Threads of blood gathered from Qiao Hu's body, and then all of them sank into Huo Yuhao's eyes.

Huo Yuhao was stunned for a moment. It seemed that there were some changes in his blood pupils?
However, he had no time to think about it. After all, he had actually killed someone. Even if Qiao Hu was just a servant in the Duke's Mansion, he dared to kill people openly in the Duke's Mansion, which was also a provocation to the authority of the Duke's Mansion!

Given his current status as a subordinate, he would definitely not have a good ending if he was caught.

So, the most important thing now is to think about what to do.

Escape from the Duke's Mansion? Huo Yuhao had thought about it, but there were many White Tiger Guards inside and outside the Duke's Mansion, especially outside. It would be very difficult to escape unscathed.

"If you can't escape, then you can only stay"

"and many more."

Huo Yuhao suddenly thought of someone.

Duke Baihu was not in the mansion, but he left behind a loyal old butler. In order to ensure that the Duke's bloodline would not be lost for no reason, the old butler often protected Huo Yun'er and Huo Yuhao even though he did not know them. It was because of his existence that the Duchess' wife did not dare to deal with Huo Yun'er and Huo Yuhao in a big way.

The original body had heard Huo Yun'er talk about this old butler, but how could he find him in such a huge Duke's Mansion?
Huo Yuhao was thinking about this question when he suddenly heard a rustling sound of footsteps not far away.

Then, someone was heard shouting, "I told you to ask Dai Yuhao for firewood, why is it taking so long and you're still not done? Qiao Hu, why are you crawling on the ground! He...you...Dai Yuhao, you, you actually dared to kill someone——"

Huo Yuhao raised his head suddenly and saw a man in servant’s clothes standing on the dirt road outside the woodshed. He was pointing at Huo Yuhao with a look of horror on his face.

The truth is revealed!
Huo Yuhao knew that no matter how he would find the butler next, he must not stay here any longer!
Qiao Hu was just an ordinary servant in the firewood room in the backyard. What really troubled Huo Yuhao was the supervisor of the firewood room and his two guards arranged by the Duke's Mansion!

The head of the woodshed and the two guards are all soul masters with soul power. Especially the two guards, it is said that they are former soldiers who retired from the army under the command of Duke White Tiger!

Even if he could still unleash that bloody attack, he would definitely not be a match for the two soldiers!
Without hesitation, while no one came to support him, Huo Yuhao quickly grasped the blood-stained White Tiger Dagger in his hand. At the same time, his eyes turned cold again, and he raised the blade towards the newcomer, "Why, do you also want to try the feeling of having your neck cut open?"

"you--"

The servant's pupils shrank. Huo Yuhao was just a teenager in his early teens, yet he could actually make him feel afraid.

Especially those blood-red eyes, which seemed to be filled with corpses and blood, which was quite frightening. While he was trembling and retreating, Huo Yuhao moved quickly and ran away without hesitation.

However, the servant's shouting soon had an effect. Soon, several figures ran to his side in the heavy rain.

The middle-aged man in the lead was holding an umbrella. When he saw Qiao Hu lying on his back, he could not help but ask angrily, "What happened? Didn't I ask Qiao Hu to ask Dai Yuheng for firewood for today? Why is he lying on the ground?"

"Yes, it was Dai Yuhao. He killed Qiao Hu," the servant replied quickly. He knew how ruthless this supervisor was.

The supervisor was stunned. Was Huo Yuhao trying to defy the will of Heaven? How dare he kill someone?
"Where is Dai Yuhao?"

"I just ran away from there--"

The supervisor quickly said to the two Duke's Palace guards standing beside him, "What are you still doing here? Hurry and bring the person back to me!"

"Yes!"

Although these two people from the Duke's Mansion were usually a little unhappy with the arrogant head of the firewood room, they had a very good relationship with the second young master and they must not offend him.

This is the rule of survival in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

Restraining their dissatisfaction, the two guards strode in the direction where Huo Yuhao left.

The supervisor glanced at Qiao Hu's corpse and sneered, "What a useless piece of trash. It's fine if he's dead. It's just right to bring my cousin in after a while. I heard that he recently married a pretty girl. I don't know what it feels like, hehe——."

Turning his head, he said to the servant, "Drag Qiao Hu back to me and sell him to a random pit."

After saying this, the supervisor did not stop and went back the same way.

Huo Yuhao didn’t know how long he had been running. After running around for a long time, a wall appeared in front of him.

After struggling to climb over the wall, Huo Yuhao was just about to use rolling to mitigate the impact of landing, but he discovered that there was no ground behind the wall, but a man-made ornamental lake!
"Pfft!"

As expected, Huo Yuhao fell into the cold lake water. Fortunately, Huo Yuhao had learned how to swim, so he held his breath before falling into the water, preventing the water from flowing into his nose and mouth.

Just after Huo Yuhao fell into the water, the windows of the house next to the viewing lake were opened.

A dignified and beautiful young woman appeared in the window. She had a beautiful face, with smooth eyebrows and eyes, and her black hair was simply draped behind her head. The clothes she wore reflected her extraordinary status, and her temperament was elegant with a hint of the kindness of a mother.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" A girl dressed as a maid walked up to the young woman, looked at the lake outside the window where raindrops were falling, and asked with her head tilted.

The young woman frowned slightly, "I seemed to hear someone falling into the water just now?"

"No way, did you hear it wrong? This is the White Tiger Villa, how could someone fall into the water? Could it be that someone climbed over the wall?" The maid said, touching the young woman's forehead with the back of her hand, "Could it be that you are so worried about the young master that you have a hysterical attack?"

"Nonsense." The young woman rolled her eyes at the maid, but she was not angry at all because of her action which was a little beyond the scope of a maid. "Cui'er, why don't you go out with an umbrella to take a look? What if someone really fell into the water?"

The maid Cui Er pouted and said, "Madam, I will listen to you, but I will only go out to take a look!"

The Second Madam burst out laughing. "Okay, okay, just take a look."

Cui'er then reluctantly took the umbrella and walked out of the door in the heavy rain.

Outside the door is a stone bridge leading to the pavilion in the middle of the lake. The Second Lady was able to build such a large artificial viewing lake, pavilion in the middle of the lake and the residence next to it in the villa. It is obvious that she has a high status in the entire White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

Cui'er looked toward the lake along the edge of the stone bridge, but apart from the ripples caused by the falling raindrops, she didn't see any human figure.

Suddenly, the water surface began to ripple violently, and then a somewhat thin figure suddenly jumped out of the water under Cui'er's surprised eyes!
The figure's movements were very skillful, but the strength seemed to be a little insufficient. He originally wanted to grab the edge of the stone bridge with one hand to use the force to jump up, but when he tried to do this, he found that he seemed unable to do it.

In desperation, he could only hold the handrail on the edge with both hands, push off with one foot and turn over to land in front of Cui'er.

"what!"

Cui'er looked at the wet boy and screamed.

"Shut up!" The young man suddenly stretched out his hand and covered Cui'er's delicate little mouth. At the same time, he pulled his other hand into his arms, and a sharp dagger still stained with blood was held in his hand.

The cold blade gently touched Cui'er's delicate neck. The boy's voice seemed a little low, "I'm sorry, I was forced to do so."

(End of this chapter)