Double agent from Douluo

Chapter 119 Execution
A few days later.

In the Star Luo Empire, there is a small wooden tombstone in front of a small and inconspicuous flat ground near the residence of the Duke of White Tiger.

There are a few scratches and nicks on it, and behind the tombstone is a small soil bag. The grass on the soil bag has been pulled out, indicating that this is a tomb, and the relatives of the tomb have come to this place to pay homage to it .

A crippled man wearing a mask, whose legs and arms have disappeared, and tied with shackles, knelt at that place with Huo Yuhao. The place where his dead mother was buried with his own hands.

But compared to before, Huo Yuhao is now dressed in neat and expensive white clothes, his body is much stronger, and it is not like Huo Yuhao has nothing to do when he comes to his mother's grave.

He came with a knife.

Huo Yuhao was carrying a long and slender chopping knife. The handle of this kind of long knife was wide and easy to use, and a long and thin white cloth was tied to the blade. The white cloth could float in the air with the breeze, like the white smoke of the soul.

And this standard knife has a special meaning in the Star Luo Empire. On the execution platform in the Star Luo Empire, the long knife used for execution is a long knife with a white cloth on the handle. After the executioner cut off the criminal's head, This cloth can be used to wipe blood from the handle of the knife.

Those who can go to such an execution platform are generally those who commit many crimes

Huo Yuhao's heart was actually clear for a while, as if this was something he had expected a long time ago. In the small mound in front of him, what was buried was his mother who loved him, and what was buried was the 12 years of oppression by the White Tiger Duke.

This kind of pain is deeply imprinted in Huo Yuhao's heart, and it will definitely not disintegrate overnight. Huo Yuhao feels that it is impossible for him to forget this pain for some reason.

Unless the gods intervene, how can the bullying and suffering suffered in childhood be gradually worn away with time?
Unless I have faced a more painful torture than this, how can I forget what I experienced at Duke Baihu's house? !

"Mother, Yuhao came to see you. Yuhao has gained a lot this year, don't worry, mother, I will definitely make those who bully us pay a heavy price. Dai Huabin... is the first one."

After Huo Yuhao finished reading the prayer in his heart, he stood up, and when he stood up, Huo Yuhao's entire aura was already chilled, like a leopard accumulating strength.

Pulling the hood off the face of the prisoner-like man beside him, at this moment, a face that was originally heroic and extraordinary was exposed in the air. This is Dai Huabin, but at this moment he has lost the radiance he once had. become ridiculed.

A head of blond hair has become extremely withered and yellow, his complexion is as pale as paper, and his lips have long since shrunk into two pieces of dry, cracked flesh. This is the complete opposite of the pampered young master he used to be.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao didn't show any mercy. He clearly remembered Dai Huabin's face. He was the one who kicked his mother down indifferently back then, and sentenced her to death for her body that was already on the verge of collapse.

Such a deep hatred, unforgettable.

Dai Huabin's hands and feet have been cut off, and the body brought by the soul power he was originally proud of supported him to live in this world.

At this moment, his double pupils have been slightly disintegrated. After being trapped in the darkness for a long time, now suddenly encountering the strong light from the outside world, those tiger eyes have lost all their brilliance, but he can still hear the voices of the outside world in his heart.

"Yuhao, hurry up. This place is some distance away from Duke Baihu's house. Although it is said that this area is shielded, if you stay for a while longer, it is inevitable that those people over there will be alert."

Behind Huo Yuhao, Xu Chuanran, who was also dressed in white, reminded him, and this figure made Dai Huabin's body under the chains suddenly tremble.

At this moment, Dai Huabin has already half-stepped into death.He was hanged all the way to this place, and passed out countless times on the way, and now his consciousness is confused, but after hearing Xu Chuanran's voice, his consciousness was awakened by severe pain.

Dai Huabin actually didn't hear Xu Chuanran's words clearly, but it might be hard for him to imagine that he was not far from Duke Baihu's house at this moment.

He wanted to speak, but his vocal cords had stopped working, but at this moment a strange voice suddenly came into Dai Huabin's mind.

"Soon, Brother Xu Chuanran."

Huo Yuhao raised his saber, and with the white cloth fluttering, he looked at Dai Huabin in front of him.

He was Dai Huabin's executioner.

"Don't die with peace, Dai Huabin, you are the first one. The White Tiger Duchess will come down to accompany you soon."

The words took away Dai Huabin's last consciousness.

Slashed down with one knife, like a bright moon flashing by in the daytime!The veins on Huo Yuhao's body were violent, and when he raised the knife, his posture was already like a ghost.

In an instant, Dai Huabin's head fell to the ground!

Huo Yuhao didn't hesitate to attack at all, he didn't hold back anything, or in other words, at this moment, he had already exhausted all his strength in striking!

Huo Yuhao's grip on the saber had cracked, and he was trembling slightly due to excessive force. The purpose of his hard work and hard work was entirely for this moment, for this moment, to kill the enemy with his hands, and to watch Dai Huabin's head fall to the ground!

The blood was rushing, and the white clothes were splashed with blood.

Torturing Dai Huabin meant nothing to Huo Yuhao. Only the feeling of his head falling to the ground and blood splashing everywhere could make Huo Yuhao's suppressed anger burst out in an instant and turn into extreme happiness.

Huo Yuhao only felt a kind of hearty refreshment overflowing from his bone marrow to his brain. After killing the enemy, Huo Yuhao did not have that kind of "emptiness". Instead, he almost let out a wanton laugh.

"It feels so good."

Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered with a soul-stirring deathly light. At this moment, he felt that his spirit had been sublimated, and Xu Chuanran also couldn't help raising his brows slightly when he saw Huo Yuhao's mental power suddenly increase.

Can the spiritual power released by successful revenge be so exaggerated at this moment of release?
"What's your plan next?"

With a wave of Xu Chuanran's hand, a burst of flames cleaned up Dai Huabin's fallen body and blood, while Huo Yuhao lifted Dai Huabin's head with a clear goal.

"Send the head of her son to Duchess White Tiger first, and then... go back to the academy to practice."

Huo Yuhao looked towards a place that was still fresh in his memory, and at this moment, in the direction Huo Yuhao was looking at, in an extremely luxurious and extravagant mansion, a pampered and noble lady suddenly felt a pain in her heart.

(End of this chapter)