Douluo 2: I dressed up as Huo Yuhao’s biological sister

The cold smoke is like fog, and the broken ice is like rain.

Everywhere was covered with traces of destruction caused by the ice explosion. The broken walls were covered with sharp ice spikes, and the ground was covered with thick layers of ice ridges. Even the ice chips that fell due to the residual power of the explosion were once again condensed into lines in mid-air due to the extreme cold.

Heaven and earth are all one color.

Okay, that's an exaggeration, but the lighting in this underground cave is completely ineffective.

In the dim light, only the dazed figure remained, with faint breathing sounds coming from him.

"Click——"

Suddenly, a faint sound like ice cracking was heard from the dark underground.

The next second, a cluster of bright colors suddenly rose from the "snow pile" that was half protected so tightly that it was even squeezed into a ball by ice and snow.

The fire phoenix rose proudly into the sky.

Everywhere you look.

Huo Yunche stood with a gun in his hand, standing on the ruins left by the ice explosion. Although the soul power around him was surging, there were obviously some disordered fluctuations.

then--

"Crash-"

Caught off guard, a Great Holy Spirit with a head full of half freezing snow mist and half scalding water droplets:???

Jiang Nannan breathed a sigh of relief, the pale golden color in her eyes gradually faded, her soul power returned to normal, and the defense of her invincible golden body slowly dissipated along with the soul power.

Then, I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

The shabby things that were originally piled up outside the invincible golden body protective shield were slapped away by Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong, who were "taking refuge" inside the protective shield. They flew...all towards the direction of the Great Holy Spirit.

Not to mention it was hit hard.

Some of the broken stones were even smashed into some tricky places.

Great Holy Spirit: ???......

This is not over yet.

Xiaoxiao shook her dark green twin ponytails and slowly walked out from the cold and steaming air carrying the big cauldron. With a casual throw, the San Sheng Soul-Calming Cauldron fell squarely beside the Great Holy Spirit.

She pressed her hands and sat down cross-legged casually.

"Hey, uncle, are you feeling sad?"

Great Holy Spirit: ???……! ! !

As if sensing the Great Holy Spirit's fluctuating mood, Huo Yunche lowered his head and stared at the Great Holy Spirit for a few seconds. Suddenly, he retracted the spear in his hand, then lifted the hem of his clothes and half-knelt down, completely defenseless, against the Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron.

He tilted his head and said with a smile, "What? Are you going to follow the line that even the most hateful person has something pitiful about him?"

"what?"

"I say...are you polite?"

A hoarse voice with a slightly broken tone and a seemingly broken defense sounded intermittently.

"Um"

Five heads shook their heads in unison, thinking that any slower pace would be disrespectful to themselves.

"......" The Great Holy Spirit, who was almost choking to death due to lack of breath, rolled his eyes silently.

Perhaps it is the person's impending death.

Or...was he just out of control with anger?

The Great Holy Spirit's eyes rolled around, and a hint of light slowly appeared between his originally sinister and dark pupils, just like a group of diligent ants, moving, transporting, and digging bit by bit when they encountered their favorite food.

Finally, at the moment when these idiots in front of him laughed at him, it seemed as if a thread in his brain, which had been aching dully since his second penis disappeared, broke with a "snap".

In an instant.

Certain forgotten moments of the past came flooding back.

"elder brother--"

"Crack, click, click..."

"Chonglang, Chongtao! Hefengling is in danger! You two brothers, hurry up! Go and find..."

"Click, click, click..."

"Hurry up! ... Find the wind ... down ..."

"Crack, click, click..."

The Great Holy Spirit frowned, and the inexplicable "crackling" sound made his temples throb.

It took a long while before I finally broke free from this "nightmare".

The Great Holy Spirit...or rather, the Wind and Waves.

"turn out to be......"

"What?"

"So..." Feng Chonglang's voice stopped abruptly. After he opened his eyes and met Huo Yunche's slightly innocent gaze, he turned his eyes again and saw several children from all directions holding melon seeds and pointing them at him. His temples suddenly felt throbbing even more violently.

Huo Yunche chuckled, then threw the last melon seed kernel into his mouth. After the fire ignited and all the residue was cleared out, he did not forget to spread out his palm to show Feng Zhonglang, blinking his eyes.

Although extremely dynamic, those clear and lively eyes did not reveal the gentleness shown on their face, but rather complete calmness and composure.

"Please start your performance o(???)o～"

Feng Zhonglang: ...

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"What are you afraid of?" Xiao Xiao tossed the small tripod in her hand up and down, her face tilted slightly with just the right amount of doubt and confidence. "Didn't you see... no one came despite all the commotion?"

The wind is strong and the waves are heavy.

It turns out that he is fearless.

However... after seeing the children surrounding him, who seemed nonchalant but were alert and defensive, he closed his eyes.

Good.

Talented people come out from generation to generation.

Feng Zhonglang curled his lips silently.

Perhaps what they couldn't do before, these kids can do, especially...

When he opened his eyes again, Feng Chonglang had completely suppressed the sorrow and hatred that had surged up in his soul after witnessing the demise of the two holy spirits and recalling his happy first half of life and the sudden downturn in the second half.

Then, he glanced at everyone calmly without stopping.

The voice was calm:

"The Second Holy Spirit you're talking about... that is, the Second Brother, is my younger brother, my biological brother, born from the same mother."

"We are not the natives of the Sun and Moon Continent."

"But they are the people of Zefeng Territory."

Japanese collar.

Huo Yunche and the others looked at each other and shook their heads in confusion. However, He Caitou's eyes flashed for a moment as if he felt a sense of familiarity.

"Haha, most people in the world don't know about me and Feng Ling."

Feng Chonglang chuckled softly.

"The Arctic Icefield is rarely visited by humans, and the Howling Abyss within it is feared even by the indigenous spirit beasts of the snowfield. How could it possibly be recorded in human geography?"

"After all, Hefeng Territory is the only pure land in the Howling Abyss, and we, the Hefeng lineage, are the only heirs to that land."

"For generations."

“We were all born here, raised here, inherited here, and will stay here.”

"Of course, he is buried here too."

"Japanese-style leader?"

Bingdi Qingzheng's voice suddenly sounded.

His murmurs were tinged with doubt, "Doesn't the Hefeng lineage only produce one person per generation? This generation... I remember it being this peerless, stunning individual who seemed to slow down time for them as they approached that station... Could this be a younger generation? If so, isn't she transforming too hastily?"

"...Transfiguration?"

Huo Yunche and Huo Yuhao looked at each other silently, and both saw that even after hiding their surprise, there was still some surprise in each other's eyes.

Realizing that he had let the cat out of the bag, Bingdi turned his face away silently.

Tianmeng Bingcan coughed lightly and took over the conversation.

"Do you know why that little Hefeng said that the Howling Wolf Abyss is feared by spirit beasts?"