Douluo’s God of Death Scythe Cheerful Sparrow

After a year, the escape continues, and Xue Yu does not even know where he is.

The idea of finding a remote village to live in was also shattered by a group of soldiers who had just chased him.

Dragging his blood-covered body, the Grim Reaper’s scythe slit the neck of the last soldier.

Life reaped, and another wisp of black mist entered his body through the scythe of death.

The strength in the body has increased to a certain extent, and judging from Xue Yu’s calm attitude, this is not the first time.

Xuefu’s death drove Prince Xuexing crazy, but the hunt seemed to have ended half a year ago.

The people who came to chase and kill after that should have been sent by Xuefu’s own mother, and the quality of the personnel was much worse, most of them were soul warriors without a soul ring.

They believe that such a lineup is enough to catch a seven-year-old child, but they don’t know that this will only make the seven-year-old stronger.

Since leaving Heaven Dou City, Xue Yu had taken some time to understand the death scythe in his hand.

It can be felt that anyone killed by this scythe will bring him a certain gain.

Of course, the gain is not fixed, and the power boost obtained by killing ordinary people and soul masters is not the same.

Similarly, killing different types of enemies will increase your physical stats.

For example, if you kill a sensitive attack soul master, the power increase you get will only be in terms of speed.

Attacking the soul master, what you get is physical strength, similar to qi power, physical strength.

In the case of auxiliary systems, the spiritual aspect, including the amount of soul power, will also increase.

Xue Yu rose from level 1 to level 9 in one year because there was a cultivation method in the soul guide that Xue Qinghe gave him.

At the same time, because he had killed dozens of people in the past year, his abilities in all aspects were no longer comparable to an ordinary seven-year-old soul master.

Of course, in this situation where a group of people will be killed from time to time, it is already very difficult for Xue Yu to find time to cultivate.

However, because of the

killing, his cultivation speed is indeed a little fast, so that from the beginning, he could only escape from the pursuit by dodging, and now, he can already rely on the characteristics of the death scythe to kill some pursuers.

Death scythe characteristics, the wound

caused by the death scythe will be infected by dead qi, the wound is extremely difficult to heal, and those with low strength will even bleed to death because of a small wound.

After rummaging through the body of the deceased and not finding any food and dry food, Xue Yu was slightly disappointed in his heart, and it seemed that he was going hungry again today.

Xue Yue, who was obviously much thinner, silently put on a cloak hood and slowly disappeared into this forest.

Over the course of a year, he has become accustomed to many things, such as killing, such as hiding, such as being alone….

I

don’t know how long I walked, Xue Yu saw a village not far ahead, hesitated, or walked over, there was still some money in the soul guide, you can buy some food.

The

civilians in the village, who were cultivating the fields, saw a man in a black cloak and his face hidden in a hood, and began to talk.

No one from their village usually came, and the sudden appearance of strangers naturally aroused the thoughts of the whole village.

“What are you?” In the village, an old man of about seventy or eighty years old who was bent over his waist came out and looked at Xuefea.

“Buy something to eat.” Xue Yu took out a gold soul coin, flicked his fingers, and it fell right into the old man’s hand.

“It sounds like you’re still a child…” “I’m not very tall…”

Behind the old man, several villagers were talking.

“Golden Soul Coin!” The old man was obviously taken aback, in a backward village like them, the richest person did not necessarily have a gold soul coin in his hand, this person actually shot one.

“Eat.” Xue Yue spoke again, looking a little impatient.

“Er Niu, quick, carry the mountain pig that was just beaten yesterday.” The old man shouted and instructed the others to do things, “Sanwa, make a fire, burn the pot, we will receive distinguished guests.” Xue

Yu’s brows frowned slightly, in this year, he has experienced too much, and he has a natural guard against this sudden enthusiasm, who knows if anyone here knows his identity, arrests himself and sends him to Tiandou City, there is a lot of bounty.

“Young man, there are very few guests in our Xingbei Village, if you don’t dislike it, stay and have a light meal, just coincidentally, a mountain pig fell from the mountain yesterday, you are blessed.” The old man came over and wanted to pull Xueyu’s hand into the village, while still talking about the delicacy of the mountain pig.

Xue Yu subconsciously retreated, dodging the arm grabbed by the old man, the red and black aura in the embroidered robe condensed, and an inky scythe slowly emerged.

“Oh, old man Meng Lang, I am the village chief of this village, everyone calls me Old Man Xing, and the martial soul is a crutch.” The old man apologized for the act of grabbing Xue Yu’s hand just now, he was so excited.

Xue Yu did not reply, just followed behind Old Man Xing, always paying attention to the situation around him, if there was danger, he would immediately kidnap the village chief in front of him.

Caution has kept him alive to this point, especially in this seemingly peaceful and harmonious place.

The expected attack did not happen, but Xue Yu still did not let his guard down, even if a child who was only four or five years old handed him a mountain pig’s leg, he did not relax his nerves.

A

large cauldron of cooked mountain pigs gathered in the campfire, and a dozen villagers gathered around to taste the rare meat.

Laughter rang out from time to time, in stark contrast to Xuefea, who was sitting alone on the side.

“Brother, are you a soul master?” Just now, the child sat next to Xue Yu and asked curiously.

Xue Yue was silent for a while and nodded.

The shadow of the hood covered his face, and the child could not see his movements clearly, but when Xue Yue did not answer, he began to talk to himself.

“Next year, I will carry out the Martial Soul Awakening, and I don’t know

what kind of Martial Soul I will awaken, I don’t know if I can become a soul master…”

Xue Yu snorted the pig leg in his hand and did not answer.

“Brother, my name is Wang Sheng, how about you?” The kid said and stood up and stretched out his hand to Xuefea.

Xue Yu actually did not subconsciously dodge this time, probably having determined that this child was not a threat.

Wang Sheng? I seem to have heard this name….

“Blood rain…” Looking at the other party’s clear eyes, Xue Yu said his name.