Douluo 2: I transmigrated as Huo Yuhao's own sister

Chapter 659: Emperor Nightmare Blessing
“Deng, deng, deng—”

"Snapped--"

The loud slam of the door startled the brown-haired boy who was sleeping soundly on the sofa and he jumped up instantly.

His eyelids fluttered.

He was about to open his eyes, but the next second, his eyes drooped again.

"Wow—"

The blonde girl swiftly moved around him, ignoring his presence. However, the wind she stirred up as she walked, although only slightly, seemed to have suddenly triggered a switch in the boy.

"Snapped--"

He stood up straight, then lowered his waist, spread his legs to a certain extent, and then put up a defensive posture with one hand without any ambiguity. With the other hand, he stretched his arm forward, clenched his fist, and hooked his index finger lightly.
He even uttered a "hey" word from his mouth.

"Bah!"

The girl who was leisurely reading a book on the sofa on the other side suddenly changed her expression. She rushed over and tried to cover the brown-haired boy's mouth, but she was still a step too late.

To suffer.

The girl stamped her feet and groaned secretly.

Seeing that she couldn't be saved, she chose to disappear right on the spot. Almost at the moment she disappeared, someone's arrogant voice that couldn't tell the difference between the big and small queens suddenly came from the air -

"How dare you, a coward, sneak attack your great Master Meng!"

The blonde girl's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Ah--"

She chuckled softly, and slowly adjusted the clothes that were restricting her forearms, folded them up a little bit, rolled them up to a high position, then raised her hand and pinched the bones near the back of her neck.

Then make a fist.

He said faintly: "Nightmare, beautiful dreams have to come true, right?"

The word "beautiful" was whispered slightly ambiguously between her lips, especially the elongated tone at the end of the words, which added a bit of evil charm. Then, the girl narrowed her eyes, and the lingering dangerous color still remained on her lips.

The next moment, fists fell like raindrops.

"Ahhh! Sister Jiuer! Why did you hit me?!"

The great Meng Ye woke up from his dream having been beaten to a pulp.

He screamed and dodged left and right, but no matter how he dodged, those fist shadows still seemed to be fixed on his aggrieved face without any error.

"Phew—I feel relieved."

Sister Jiuer, also known as Dijiu, glanced at the beautiful face she created herself, withdrew her fist and blew a breath with satisfaction.

Watching the farce come to an end.

The only young man who stayed out of the matter slowly closed the book in his hand that he had just borrowed from the library of Mingyue Hotel. His eyebrows slightly raised, and his black and white pupils passed over the weird nightmare and fell on Di Jiu.

"Sister Jiuer, what happened?"

Although it is a question, it seems to be more than just a question.

"Oh, ah? Nothing." Di Jiu said lightly.

She obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, and even her expression didn't change.

Facts have proved that Di Tian’s training results over the past six months are exceptionally gratifying.

Half a year of training and grooming has made Dijiu shed her former childish nature and become more stable, especially in front of her teammates who were beaten down by her with punches, kicks and guns.

Add to that the tangled wheel of fate.

Not long ago, she finally sorted out all the memories inherited from Huo Yuhao's brain - bitter lemon.

Diju inexplicably recalled how he felt when he first ate lime.

Therefore, there is less resentment towards someone's concealment.

But compared to this, it was not a contradiction.

"Those guys from the Arctic ice field have arrived." She said calmly, dropping a heavy thunder in the room.

"The Far North—"

Nightmare's eyes lit up: "I heard that the shaved ice made with the ice properties of those guys in the Far North is particularly delicious—"

"Hey! Fortune teller, stop hiding, it's your turn! Quickly calculate which of them has the best ice cream! Oh, yes, I want the sweet one!"

Yan grabbed the scruff of the neck of a small life-listening rat, which had used its seventh soul skill to transform into its original form of a soul beast when it saw that the situation was not good, and nodded the rat's head with a smile.

"This is my innate skill!"

"And I can only seek good fortune and avoid harm! I'm not a fortune teller! Stinky Nightmare! Put me down now!"

Mingting Rat raised her four paws angrily, but she forgot that her body was not as big as the palm of the Nightmare. Even if she raised all her paws and hooked them upwards, she was just trying to do a cute pull-up.

Not to mention it has no lethality at all.

It also caused everyone to smile involuntarily.

Even Dichu's eyes had a hint of smile.

"Sister Jiuer——" The two paws were put together and shook up and down, and the two round black pearls of the little mouse were blinking and flapping.

“Ahem—” A slight blush jumped up and down Emperor Chu’s ears. “Alright, stop bullying the lucky guy and stop thinking about making food out of his little ice soul power.”

Dijiu knocked Shiyan on the head, and in the face of his aggrieved look, Dijiu calmly took over the order and rubbed her belly with her fingertips.

"Zhi——" Mingtingshu, nicknamed "Lucky Bag", cried out in comfort when being rubbed. The next second, as if he had come to his senses, he coughed lightly, "Cough——"

The spirit's true form was instantly released.

However, Dijiu twirled his fingertips with some regret, then raised his eyes to look at the heterochromatic boy who seemed to be thinking about something.

“White.”

"Okay, I'll go."

The young man lazily stood up. It was not until he turned sideways that one could clearly see that not only did he have two-toned eyes, but his ears and cheekbones were also engraved with alternating black and white lines. The length and distribution of the lines were unique, but they did not appear abrupt at all. Instead, they exuded a sense of nobility and elegance.

"Just ask, all we have to do is convince them to join our team, right?" Shi Bai opened the door with one hand and asked, turning slightly sideways.

"Of course." Dijiu nodded.

"No matter what means?" Shi Baiwei smiled with a bit of evilness, revealing his sharp fangs.

Emperor Jiu was silent, then he drew out the Golden Dragon Spear with great interest, his eyes sparkling: "Can I watch the fight? I promise not to interfere!"

As he said "promise", he raised the hand holding the golden dragon spear confidently.

It’s too early to say that. Your so-called steadiness is just an act!

Even the cool and aloof big sister style she had just displayed only lasted for less than a quarter of an hour before it was completely shattered.

"Ah? We want to fight? Then can we have shaved ice after the fight?" The Nightmare of Destruction was still sticking to his character of a foodie.

Fuqibao looked at Shiyan on the left, looked at Sister Jiuer on the right, then looked forward at Shi Bai. He sighed, and instantly fell on the sofa, allowing his entire body to sink into the embrace of the soft sofa pillow.

Help! Every day I feel like my teammates are not normal people. What should I do as a normal beast? !

Good question!
Of course, served cold!