Douluo: Rebirth Yuhao, their eyes are not right

Huo Yuhao looked at his mother's humble attitude and the hateful expressions on those people's faces, and his pupils suddenly shrank, as if turning into two thin lines.

He subconsciously touched the White Tiger Dagger hidden in his arms, and the coldness from the dagger made him wake up instantly.

“I can’t do this here,” Huo Yuhao warned himself mentally. “I can’t let Mom see me killing someone. She’ll be worried.”

Chapter 2 Killing

The quiet path in the forest winds and twists forward.

Huo Yuhao walked out of the dense forest and headed forward along the path.

This path is quite hidden, but it leads to the place where the steward and his guards must pass to leave the woodshed.

He lowered his head and held a few fresh fish skewered with vines in his hands.

He walked in a hurry, looking very timid.

The manager, who had just finished scolding Huo Yun'er and was walking on the road, saw Huo Yuhao's figure from afar.

Especially when he saw the fish in Huo Yuhao's hand, a hint of joy flashed in his triangular eyes.

"This maid gave birth to a child, and she even caught fish! It seems the brothers can have another extra meal tonight."

The steward grinned, his voice filled with a hint of teasing and pride.

He is used to bullying others by taking advantage of his power, so he is already familiar with this kind of thing.

Before Huo Yuhao could get close, the manager strode forward to greet him.

The guards following behind him were also not surprised, and they all had smiles on their faces as if they were enjoying a good show.

To them, this was just another ordinary bullying.

Huo Yuhao is just the son of a lowly maid, what kind of trouble can he possibly cause?

Although Huo Yuhao is ten years old this year, boys tend to develop later, and coupled with years of hunger and cold, his body has become even thinner.

Compared with the obese steward, he was more than a head shorter.

The steward walked up to Huo Yuhao, looked down at him, and completely blocked his way forward.

Huo Yuhao seemed to be startled and his body trembled slightly.

The manager was even more pleased when he saw this.

"You're such a slave-son!" the steward scolded sternly. "Instead of working properly all day, you're thinking about fishing! You're really rebelling!"

While cursing, he reached out to snatch the fish from Huo Yuhao's hand.

The action was rough and brutal, just like it had been done countless times before.

The steward grabbed the vine that the fish was tied to and pulled it hard, trying to snatch the fish away.

But this time, the vines didn't move at all.

Huo Yuhao's hands were tightly gripping the vines, with no intention of letting go.

The manager was stunned, but before he could attack again, a cold light flashed before his eyes.

So fast that it's almost impossible to react.

Immediately afterwards, a thin red line appeared on the manager's neck.

Bright red blood beads slowly seeped out from the wound, growing larger and larger.

A stinging sensation came from his throat, and he subconsciously reached out to cover his neck, and the gaps between his fingers were immediately stained red with blood.

The steward opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but could only make a "ho ho" sound of air leaking out.

He couldn't understand how this servant-born boy who had always been submissive could suddenly become so cruel?

Isn't he afraid of the Duchess's punishment?

These thoughts flashed through the steward's mind, but he no longer had the chance to think about them.

The steward fell down limply.

All this happened in an instant.

Huo Yuhao cut the manager's throat with a knife without even blinking.

He didn't even look at the steward lying on the ground, but rushed forward while the guards were still unable to react.

He threw the fish in his hands hard at the faces of the guards.

After all, I can't just go home with a few fish afterwards.

These guards were still immersed in shock and had no idea that Huo Yuhao would suddenly attack again.

One of the guards was unable to dodge and was hit head-on by the fish.

He screamed, covered his face and stepped back.

Huo Yuhao immediately rushed forward and kicked the guard in the chest.

All I heard was a crisp sound of bones breaking.

The guard groaned, spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards.

He fell heavily to the ground, clutching his chest and wailing in pain.

The other three guards were all shocked.

They could never have imagined that Huo Yuhao, who was usually bullied, would have such skills.

They are all strong guards.

In terms of body shape, Huo Yuhao’s thighs might not even be as thick as their arms.

But such a thin child actually broke the guard's ribs with one kick!

Isn't the martial soul of that maid's son a useless spiritual eye?

How can you have such great strength?

If they looked carefully at this moment, they would find that Huo Yuhao's blue eyes had quietly turned golden.

The pupil also turned into a thin line, like a dragon's pupil.

The screams of their companions finally brought the remaining three guards back to reality from their shock.

They hurriedly activated their martial spirits, and spirit rings appeared under their feet.

Two of them had two white soul rings under their feet.

As their martial spirits were released, their bodies suddenly grew taller, and thick black and brown hair grew on their bodies, which was obviously some kind of beast martial spirit.

The other person had two soul rings under his feet, one white and one yellow.

With a flash of light, a spear appeared in his hand. The spear body was dark and dull, but the tip of the spear was shining with a cold light.

After the three people were possessed by the martial spirit, they seemed to be braver and their faces showed ferocious expressions.

The Duchess had long wanted to find a reason to completely eliminate Huo Yun'er and her son.

Now that this maid's son dares to resist, isn't this exactly what they want?

As long as they capture the child born by this maid and report it to the Duchess, they will definitely receive a generous reward.

Thinking of this, the smiles on their faces became more ferocious.

However, before becoming a Soul Master, a Soul Master's physical fitness is not much stronger than that of an ordinary person.

The White Tiger Dagger in Huo Yuhao's hand is a fifth-level soul guide weapon, extremely sharp.

What's more, at this moment, the Golden Dragon King's divine core in his mind was continuously supplying him with tremendous energy and blood.

The guard holding the spear took the lead in launching the attack.

He growled, and the spirit ring on his body lit up slightly. He threw the spear in his hand like lightning, heading straight for Huo Yuhao.

Obviously, he wanted to nail Huo Yuhao to the spot with one blow.

Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed with golden light, and in an instant, the trajectory of the flying spear fell into his sight.

He leaned slightly to the side, stretched out his left hand, and firmly grasped the spear shaft.

The spear's rotation quickly stopped in his hand.

After weighing it gently, I felt that the spear seemed a little lighter.

With a flick of his arm, the spear flew back the same way at an even faster speed.

It was so fast that the black-haired beast spirit guard had no time to react.

With a "whoosh", the spear pierced his chest.

Blood splattered, staining the ground red.

The spear guard had never expected such a turn of events.

Before he could even condense the spear again, Huo Yuhao had already pounced on the brown-haired beast spirit guard.

The brown-haired guard was unable to dodge and was hit by Huo Yuhao, causing his body to fall backwards.

A cold light flashed, and the White Tiger Dagger pierced into his chest like cutting tofu.

Huo Yuhao turned his wrist slightly and pulled, and blood gushed out.

"what!"

The brown-haired beast spirit guard let out a shrill scream.

Huo Yuhao was pressing on him. Hearing the scream, he frowned slightly and then punched the guard in the face.

With a "crack", the bridge of the nose broke.

The guard's head drooped weakly and he became silent.

The last spear guard, seeing this bloody scene, turned pale and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

He was so frightened that he forgot even the thought of running away.

He opened his mouth, wanting to beg for mercy, but no sound came out.

A white light flashed, and the sharp white tiger dagger pierced straight into his forehead.