Douluo: Rebirth Yuhao, their eyes are not right

After a moment, Huo Yuhao opened his eyes.

He confirmed that Jiang Wanhua was not seriously injured, but the energy and blood left over from the last treatment were too abundant, and for her ordinary body, it was a little too weak to be replenished.

Simply put, it means that you have oversupplemented yourself, and the food accumulates in the body and cannot be absorbed in time.

Huo Yuhao used his soul power to wrap up the excess energy and blood and guide it back into his body.

But Jiang Wanhua's cheeks, which were already a little flushed, became even more beautiful.

The unique, slightly sweet body fragrance that Huo Yuhao had smelled earlier also became stronger.

After a moment, Huo Yuhao opened his eyes and spoke gently:

"Okay, now Auntie's body has fully recovered and there won't be any problems anymore."

What he said was not a lie. After all, he had extracted all the excess energy and blood from her body.

There shouldn't be any major problems later on...

I guess so?

"Is that so? Thank you very much, Yuhao. Mom, you should continue to have a good rest."

As Jiang Nannan spoke, she naturally reached out her hand, grabbed Huo Yuhao's wrist, and quickly walked out of the room.

When Jiang Wanhua saw Huo Yuhao being pulled away by Jiang Nannan, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss, as if she had lost something precious.

Chapter 10 Tang San's Forbearance

Xingluo Empire, in Xingluo City.

The sunlight shines on the bluestone road, casting mottled light and shadows.

Tang San squatted at the street corner, with a broken bowl with a chipped edge placed in front of him, and a few copper coins lying quietly at the bottom of the bowl.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on the copper coins, his fingers stroking them unconsciously, and he kept calculating in his mind.

At the current begging speed, one can only get three to five copper coins a day at most. It will take at least ten years to save enough gold soul coins to awaken the martial soul.

This is before it is handed over to the Wolf Gang.

Every evening, those guys with fat faces would show up on time and stretch out their hands to collect the so-called "protection fee" from him.

Tang San raised his head and scanned the street with his somewhat empty eyes. He had also thought about making money by forging iron.

But this body of his is already ten years old, yet still skinny. Even practicing Xuantian Gong would take several years to recuperate.

In this situation, even if you swing a hammer to hit iron, it probably won't last more than a few hits.

The owner of the blacksmith shop saw him and waved him away, muttering:

"You're as thin as a bamboo pole. You're useless."

Tang San clenched his fists, his knuckles turning slightly white, and he felt suffocated in his heart.

How could a dignified God King like me end up in such a miserable state after being reborn?

Just as he was lost in thought, the sound of footsteps broke his thoughts.

Tang San looked up and saw a young man walking out of the crowd. His long golden hair sparkled in the sun, and his eyes were particularly eye-catching, revealing an innate majesty.

Several middle-aged men gathered around the young man, walking steadily and with swords on their waists.

On the other side, a fat noble man was following beside him, nodding and bowing.

The man, wearing a fancy robe with intricate gold embroidery on the cuffs, said with a broad smile, "Master Dai, what orders have you brought to Xingluo City today?"

The young man stared straight ahead, not even glancing at the noble.

Tang San narrowed his eyes and looked at the noble man.

Memories flooded his mind, and he recognized him - the fat man was a manager in the administrative group, named Li Fulai, who was in charge of the tax revenue of several streets.

The Wolf Gang allowed him to beg here "safely" because more than half of the money donated to him went into these people's pockets?

He sneered, the Xingluo Empire was indeed extremely corrupt.

Then his gaze returned to the blond boy.

Double pupils...evil-eyed white tiger?

Tang San's heart trembled, and a familiar feeling came over him.

In his memory, the image of Dai Mubai, who was surrounded by women on both sides, reappeared.

Back then, Xiao Wu always disliked Dai Mubai for his playboy nature and his tendency to bully the weak.

But Tang San felt that there was something different in Dai Mubai's bones.

As expected, he later became an indispensable brother on his road to becoming a god.

Now this young man seems to have some similarities with Dai Mubai in his temperament.

Tang San licked his cracked lips, his throat rolling, and whispered to himself: "If I could get with him..."

Maybe we can use this descendant of the Dai family to get rid of that damn Huo Yuhao?

Tang San was thinking about how to strike up a conversation.

Suddenly, his feet felt empty and he was hit by a huge force. He staggered and fell to the ground.

"Where did this stinky beggar come from, daring to block Master Dai's way?"

Tang San endured the sharp pain in his ribs and looked up. It was a guard beside the young man, staring at him impatiently.

The man kicked the broken bowl off the ground and cursed, "Get away from here! Stop being an eyesore!"

The blond boy didn't stop walking and didn't even raise his eyelids, as if he didn't notice the movement here at all.

Li Fulai turned around, a fierce look on his fat face, staring at Tang San and shouting:

"Little thing, are you blind? Don't you know this is the second young master of the Dai family?"

He narrowed his eyes and thought to himself:

"It seems the Wolf Gang is still too lax in their management. We need to teach them a lesson."

Tang San looked at Li Fulai's vicious eyes, and anger suddenly rose in his heart. He clenched his fists suddenly, but then relaxed them.

There's no way, he's still getting used to this body.

When he first started begging, he secretly hid a few copper coins. When he was discovered by the Wolf Gang, he almost had his legs broken.

Tang San was very familiar with the look in that nobleman's eyes. It was obvious that the other party had murderous intentions towards him.

Xuantian Baolu says that if you are sure that your opponent is an enemy, then you are already courting death.

It’s time to put those hidden weapons of mine to use.

But taking action now would only attract the law enforcement team from Xingluo City.

So he could only endure it for the time being.

Forbearance!

The reason why Tang San was able to become the law enforcer of the God Realm step by step was definitely not just relying on strength.

What's more important is that he knows how to judge the situation and possesses amazing wisdom.

Tang San forced himself to suppress the murderous intent in his heart, picked up his bowl from the ground, bent down, forced a smile and left.

……

After a few days, when night fell, the area outside Xingluo City was already quiet.

The guard who pushed Tang San down that day was humming a tuneless little song and stumbling on his way home.

The smell of alcohol made his eyelids half droop. He rubbed his eyes in a daze and vaguely saw a black shadow swaying in the grass in front of him.

He frowned and stopped, and was about to ask something when he heard a slight "whoosh" sound in his ears.

Then, there was a sharp pain in the throat.

He subconsciously covered his neck, and his fingertips touched a cold and sharp piece of metal.

The black money dart had already sunk deeply into his flesh and blood.

The guard's eyes suddenly widened, a gasp came from his throat, and his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

Blood gushed out from between his fingers, staining the front of his shirt red.

He struggled desperately to stand up, but his body twitched violently and uncontrollably.

Tang San walked out slowly from the bushes.

He moved his fingers and two more hidden weapons flew out, one piercing the guard's chest and the other piercing his temple.

The guard's body suddenly stiffened, and he was silent.

After confirming that the opponent was completely dead, Tang San stepped forward and retrieved the hidden weapons one by one.

After all, he had secretly made these with great difficulty.

The conditions are difficult now, and we can’t compare to the richness of our previous life, so we naturally have to cherish it more.

However, when Tang San's fingers touched the blood flowing from the guard's body.

There was a vibration in the sea of ​​​​spirituality, and the shadow of the trident of Poseidon emerged, flashing with a strange golden-red light.

A warm current flowed in through his fingertips and quickly spread throughout his body.

Tang San was slightly startled, feeling the vitality and soul power flowing through his meridians, which brought him an indescribable sense of comfort, and he couldn't help but let out a low moan.

After about half a cup of tea, the guard's originally plump body had completely shriveled up.

Tang San also came back to his senses from that strange state.

He could clearly feel that his soul power seemed to have increased by one level, and even his body became a little stronger than before.

I didn't expect that my Poseidon Trident would possess such magical powers after being reborn with me.

This is even more domineering than the Eight Spider Lance he used in his previous life.

With such a magical weapon in hand, why should he worry about not being able to kill Huo Yuhao, replace Tang San from the God Realm, and regain Xiao Wu?