Douluo: Reborn with blue silver grass, swallowed to become a god

"Whoo~"

"Whoo~"

The cold wind is biting and the goose feathers are flying in heavy snow.

The series of footprints left in the woods were quickly covered, and any traces were completely lost.

Only the burning fire was still beating with flames, raising the temperature within a few meters.

Even Yu Xiaogang, who was leaning against a tree trunk and was unconscious, had the white snow on his body melt away, making his gray-black gown wet.

After a while, with a painful groan, Yu Xiaogang, who had been motionless, suddenly opened his eyes.

He instinctively wanted to stand up, but found that his body was stiff and his hands and feet became inoperable.

"What's wrong with me?"

Because he had just woken up, Yu Xiaogang's mind was still in a state of confusion.

But as his consciousness became clearer and clearer, he seemed to have thought of something, and a look of panic suddenly appeared on his pale face.

He hurriedly felt the soul power in his body, and when he found that he was still at level [-], he breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could completely relax, his expression was suddenly startled, and immediately became extremely ferocious and full of resentment.

The teeth were bitten and made a "gurgle" sound.

Because when Yu Xiaogang released his martial spirit again, what he saw was not the golden holy dragon he had seen outside Notting City before, but the golden holy dragon that had returned to Luo Sanpao again.

And as if he had been tortured, Luo Sanpao looked extremely depressed.

But in just a few breaths, it looked like it was about to collapse.

This frightened Yu Xiaogang and quickly took it back into his body, slowly warming it up with his soul power.

But he couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly, with veins exposed.

"Tiled Douluo...what a titled Douluo...

No!It is definitely the evil soul master's method to take away the blood power of the golden holy dragon in my body! "

however.

So what if you discover this?

The opponent is a powerful titled Douluo, but he is just a little great soul master.

There is no choice but to accept fate and be powerless.

Go to Wuhun Palace for help?

Thinking of the previous relationship between the young man and the Pope of Wuhun Palace, Yu Xiaogang's ferocious face showed deep bitterness again.

"Resign yourself to your fate, Yu Xiaogang!

You can only be an ordinary soul master for the rest of your life. Being able to continue practicing is a blessing from God.

Maybe the golden holy dragon bloodline didn't belong to you in the first place..."

From despair and resentment to great joy, I thought I would sing all the way from now on, and ascend to the title Douluo position with the blood of the Golden Holy Dragon.

But in the end, fate slapped me hard again, almost returning me to my original form.

With his mood plummeting, Yu Xiaogang's last vitality was completely exhausted, and he no longer had any strength to fight against fate.

His ferocious expression gradually returned to normal.

Even after taking a look at the fire that seemed to have been specially lit next to him, he couldn't help but smile.

"You took away my golden holy dragon bloodline, but still left me a glimmer of hope. Is this pity for me?

Therefore, I have to thank him for being able to survive. "

after awhile.

Under the warmth and comfort of the flame, the stiffness in Yu Xiaogang's body finally slowly receded.

After he stood up from the ground with difficulty, he slowly walked out of the woods step by step.

There were footprints left behind, which were covered with snow again under the light of the fire.

After walking out of the woods and onto the official road, Yu Xiaogang was walking alone in the vast sea of ​​snow.

The cold wind howled, and the biting cold air penetrated through the frozen gown and invaded his skin. He couldn't help but curl up with his arms wrapped in the cold.

It drives like a homeless vagabond, sad and pitiful.

It wasn't until the moment she returned to Notting City and entered Notting Junior Soul Master Academy that Yu Xiaogang, whose face was almost numb from the cold, finally regained some vitality.

Just at this time, he met his apprentice Tang San.

Seeing his teacher in such a miserable state, Tang San was also severely shocked.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

"Mistress! This is the way it will be for the rest of your life, teacher. You should practice hard.

In this world, only by mastering power can you control your own destiny. "

Reaching out and patting Tang San's shoulder, Yu Xiaogang continued to walk towards his residence with a lonely figure.

Tang San stayed where he was, although he didn't know what happened to his teacher.

But there was a look of determination on his face as he murmured to himself.

"You don't need to tell me, I will work hard to improve my strength.

Not just for myself, but to be able to beat that guy! "

……

Chu Bai left the woods and didn't care what happened next.

After completing the system tasks and getting what you want.

His mood suddenly became comfortable, and his whole body naturally relaxed.

First, he sent Hu Xia away and let him play by himself.

Then he himself returned to Qishe, when all the members of Qishe were there.

When Wang Sheng and the others saw the return of Boss Chu, whom they had not seen for several months, they became even more enthusiastic and clamored to get together before the college vacation.

Chu Bai originally wanted to relax, so he naturally agreed directly.

Anyway, during this period, the college has been suspended after the end of the year exams.

So except for Tang San who had already moved out, it was a rare occasion for the members of Qi She to get together and have fun.

But joy is not permanent.

As the college announced a holiday, it was time to say goodbye again once a year.

After Wang Sheng and other members of the Seven Houses reluctantly said goodbye to Chu Bai, they left the academy one after another.

The originally huge Qishe suddenly became empty.

In the end, only Xiao Wu and Chu Bai were left here.

Standing not far away, he watched Xiao Wu bend over and silently fold the quilt.

Chu Bai smiled, quietly admiring the girl's delicate figure.

Although the other party is still young, he already has quite a bit of capital.

However, she didn't know if she noticed someone looking at her, so Xiao Wu, who was folding the quilt, couldn't help but speed up.

After she folded the quilt, she turned around with a red face.

"Brother Bai...Brother, the school is on holiday, where are you going?"

"What about you? Going home?"

Chu Bai did not answer, but asked with a smile.

But as soon as he asked this question, Xiao Wu immediately lowered his head in silence.

After a while, a soft voice came.

"I...I don't have a home anymore."

When she raised her head again, tears were already filling her big, bright eyes.

Obviously the other party should have thought of his deceased mother.

Chu Bai put away the smile on his face and walked to the other party.

Regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, he held him in his arms.

At the same time, he leaned down and whispered in his ear.

"No home?

You are wrong. In my opinion, home is where you are!

So, I will go home with you this year. "

The trembling body paused suddenly, and then slowly relaxed.

A voice as low as a mosquito sounded in Chu Bai's arms.

"Ok!"