Douluo: I use shadow to open Shura

Chapter 134 Closer Siblings
"Phew, we actually won!"

Oscar stared at the corpses of the three Soul Kings and couldn't help but let out a deep breath.

As a food-type Soul Master with the least combat ability, he was extremely afraid of danger.

"Alright, let's leave now."

After taking the valuables from the three corpses, Mo Yu decisively led the others away.

Under the simulated soul skill, no one knew what caused the explosion here.

All the others knew was that three people had died in the explosion. Even if someone suspected that these three guys had come to rob Mo Yu and his group, it didn't matter.

If you want to rob or kill someone, be prepared to be killed in return.

Besides, what level are Mo Yu and his five friends? Even if someone did think of a counterattack, they wouldn't think in that direction.

Theoretically, it's more believable that these three encountered a powerful figure who stood up for them than that Mo Yu and his group could turn the tables and kill him.

……

Several tens of minutes later, Mo Yu and his group of five found an ordinary hotel in Soto City and booked several rooms.

In one of the rooms, Mo Yu was calming the men down after their killings, preventing them from developing any psychological problems.

Regarding murder, among the five people besides Mo Yu, only Dai Mubai has the strongest mental fortitude and is less concerned about it.

Although Xiao Wu had already been exposed to some of the darkness in the world of Soul Masters, and was a 100,000-year-old Soul Beast in human form, she was still too kind.

Although she was combative and sometimes couldn't stop herself from fighting, she still didn't want to kill anyone.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar also performed differently.

Ma Hongjun felt nauseous because he felt he had killed someone, while Oscar was simply disgusted, since he was just a food-type Soul Master and had not killed anyone himself.

Seeing that his underlings were only at this level, Mo Yu decided not to go back to Shrek Academy and instead rest here for the night.

"Alright, stop thinking about this. They're the ones who want to kill us. If we don't kill them, are we going to let them kill us?"

"Moreover, your attacks couldn't kill those three Soul Kings. They were only severely injured by you, and two of them eventually died from the explosion."

"What you did doesn't count as intentional killing."

Mo Yu's words of comfort were ordinary and direct.

Ma Hongjun and the others soon felt a little better.

After all, Mo Yu was right; the enemy died in an explosion, not from being hacked to death by their own hands.

The sight of someone being stabbed to death with hot blood splattered on their face is even more unbearable.

Of course, the way those guys died in the explosion was truly horrific, and they must have suffered psychological trauma.

"Furthermore, now that you have become Soul Masters, you should know that this kind of thing will happen frequently in the future, and you should prepare yourself mentally in advance."

Mo Yu spoke calmly, then looked at Oscar.

“Oscar, especially you, Ma Hongjun and the others are all battle spirit masters. It will be very common for them to injure or even kill enemies in the future. It will be easy for them to get used to it. But don’t think that just because you are a food-type spirit master, you will be fine.”

"As a member of the team, you must get used to this situation. You must not be afraid because of the enemy's miserable state or your teammates' miserable state, and you must not let it affect the production of sausages."

Mo Yu spoke expressionlessly, as if he hadn't just committed the murder.

"Boss Mo, are you alright?"

Suddenly, Oscar asked a question in return.

Doesn't Mo Yu feel anything special when he kills someone?

Of course not, it's just that Mo Yu's past life experiences and values ​​told him that this was a righteous thing to do.

If bad guys don't die, why should they?

Furthermore, it's impossible for bad guys to take hostages and then coerce them into surrendering voluntarily.

Mo Yu's personality prevents him from doing anything that would make him act stupid; he will only kill bad guys without hesitation.

Whether the hostages die during the process is not his concern, and it will not affect him either.

Of course, if the hostage were Xiao Wu, then the bad guys would have a way to get themselves killed.

Mo Yu might really become uncontrollable at that time.

The bad guys had better not be given a chance, or they might have their whole family wiped out. Mo Yu's belief was that even a nine-generation feud could be avenged, not that he wouldn't, but that killing one person wasn't enough; he had to exterminate nine generations of their family.

With this mindset and personality, Mo Yu would never have any psychological problems because of a dead person.

"You'll understand in time."

Mo Yu didn't say anything; in fact, he didn't need to comfort Ma Hongjun and the others.

In the original timeline, they were able to say that those who dared not cause trouble were mediocre, which shows that they were not the kind of people who would behave themselves.

They might get used to this in less than one night.

"Okay, you guys should have a good rest."

Mo Yu didn't need to say anything more, so he left the room with Xiao Wu.

"Brother, will you sleep with me tonight? I'm so scared."

As soon as he took Xiaowu back to her room, Xiaowu clung to Mo Yu's arm, looking at him pitifully and refusing to let go of his hand.

Xiao Wu's sudden change left Mo Yu somewhat at a loss.

Xiao Wu, who is usually the least affected, is pleading with him like this. Could it be that Xiao Wu has been stimulated by something?

Looking at Xiao Wu's teary eyes, Mo Yu's heart softened. Could it be that Xiao Wu was thinking about her mother?

Thinking this way, Mo Yu nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, brother."

Seeing Mo Yu nod, Xiao Wu leaned her head on Mo Yu's shoulder and whispered.

"Brother, I'm thinking about Mom."

Sure enough, Mo Yu's heart sank. He held Xiao Wu tightly, trying to give her a sense of security.

"My mother was killed by a group of very strong Soul Masters. The three Soul Kings wanted to kill us before, and I immediately thought of my mother, but the situation was urgent at the time so my memory hadn't come back yet."

As Xiao Wu spoke, she pouted, her eyes red and tears streaming down her face.

Mo Yu listened quietly, her heart tightening even more.

After spending several years together, he no longer regarded Xiao Wu as a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form, but as a soul beast.

Moreover, Mo Yu has developed a deeper connection with this world, and he no longer treats some people as NPCs.

So after hearing Xiao Wu's words, Mo Yu felt somewhat upset.

Soul beasts' emotions are much purer than humans', so he not only knew that Xiao Wu liked him, but he also accepted it gladly, and he didn't need to worry about betrayal.

Now, Xiao Wu is talking to him about some family matters, which means he has to make a final decision today.

Should he choose to be with Xiao Wu and help her take revenge on Bibi Dong, or should he continue to keep his distance from Xiao Wu and, like a scumbag, accept her love?

It's obvious that Mo Yu will choose Xiao Wu.

Bibi Dong is exactly the kind of villain Mo Yu knows, a world destroyer. If she doesn't die, why should Mo Yu die?

Afterwards, Xiao Wu told Mo Yu many memories about her and her mother. Mo Yu listened quietly until the very end, when Mo Yu extended her little finger.

"Xiao Wu, promise me you'll be happy from now on. Your mother definitely wouldn't want you to be like this. Let's become stronger together and take revenge together."

Seeing Mo Yu's pinky promise, a ray of light shone into Xiao Wu's sorrowful heart.

"Yes, I will!"

Xiao Wu responded and made a pinky promise with Mo Yu, then took out a wooden comb from her bosom.

"Brother, can you help me comb my hair?"

"of course."

Before Xiao Wu could finish speaking, Mo Yu readily agreed.

He took the comb and then clumsily began to comb Xiaowu's hair, very carefully and patiently.

Xiao Wu, on the other hand, had her eyes closed, her cherry lips slightly upturned, and her legs dangling from the edge of the bed.

(End of this chapter)