Douluo Continent: All I Do Is Destroy Rings is Skill.

Chapter 371 Yellow Hair and the God

"It's not that I'm stubborn, it's that someone is waiting for me to go back."

Shaking his head, Huo Yuhao answered the faceless spirit in front of him without changing his expression, but in his heart he was already extremely shocked.

If he weren't completely unable to contact his Tianmeng brother at this moment, as if the other party had fallen into a deep sleep, he would definitely want to discuss things with him in the sea of ​​consciousness.

dad.

These two words were completely unfamiliar to Huo Yuhao. He knew that Wang Dong'er had a very powerful background, but he never expected that her background was this powerful!

The powerful being in the form of a soul opposite us is likely a Limit Douluo, or even more powerful than a Limit Douluo!

As a disciple of Du Bu Si, although the other party only taught Huo Yuhao how to become stronger, the elders could teach him basic knowledge such as how to distinguish a person's strength and weakness.

In his memory, even a soul-type martial soul like "Ghost Shadow" or "Soul" couldn't achieve the same level of astral projection as this powerful figure before him!

The Body Martial Soul includes the Shadow and Soul Martial Souls, so Huo Yuhao has relevant knowledge in this area. According to the history of the Body Sect, there was once a Super Douluo Elder whose Martial Soul was his own Soul, who was able to make his Soul fly out of his body.

But the powerful figure before us clearly cannot be a Soul Martial Soul, so it is highly likely that he is a Limit Douluo or even a higher being—a god?

"I think you're heartless! What did my daughter do wrong to deserve your infatuation with a mere mortal princess? You're utterly stubborn!"

While angrily reprimanding Huo Yuhao, Shenhun reached out and hugged Wang Dong'er, gently comforting her. The fatherly authority and doting affection made Huo Yuhao feel a mix of envy and jealousy.

The authority was for him, an outsider, while the doting was for his daughter.

Creating a fantasy world that lasts for two years, just to make himself genuinely fall in love with Wang Dong'er—if this isn't considered spoiling a daughter, then how far does it have to go to be considered spoiling her?

Unfortunately, Huo Yuhao never dreamed that everything that was happening now was just the appetizer.

"Dad—Dad, please stop talking about Yuhao. He—he also has his own unspeakable difficulties."

While rubbing her little pearl in her father's arms, Wang Dong'er looked at her "father" whom she had never met before and muttered softly. But Huo Yuhao was not deaf; the hearing of a five-ring mental soul master was also top-notch.

As she uttered that cry, if Tang San's soul hadn't been faceless and formless, he would definitely have presented the appearance of an old father in a fit of rage.

Even so, Huo Yuhao could still sense the anger and annoyance of this powerful soul expert.

"Hey kid, how about we make a deal?"

After pondering for a long time, Tang San was completely at a loss. Why was his Xiao Qi as infatuated as he was?

Honestly, she's just like my daughter (gritting her teeth).

But it doesn't matter. He has prepared several dog chains to deal with the Chosen One—no, he has a policy of appeasement! Now that Huo Yuhao's heart is as cold as ice, he can only change his approach to bring him back into his grasp.

"A deal? Senior, you might as well tell me. If I can do it, I will definitely satisfy you. I just hope you will stop tormenting me and let me leave as soon as possible."

Hearing the spirit's petition for a deal, Huo Yuhao felt a sense of foreboding, but there was nothing he could do; he had no choice here!

Seeing Huo Yuhao's behavior, Tang San first released Wang Dong'er, then slowly retreated and remained motionless in place, seemingly searching for something elsewhere.

Leaving her father's embrace, Wang Dong'er glanced at him cautiously before taking small steps to Huo Yuhao's side. She put her arms around his and whispered, "Yuhao, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, it's just—"

Huo Yuhao paused, his mind filled with many questions.

For example, why is Wang Dong'er's father so mysterious and powerful? Why does Wang Dong'er's father have the surname Tang instead of Wang? What kind of deal does Wang Dong'er's father want to make with her? And so on.

There are just too many questions.

But he couldn't ask now. His life was in the other party's hands, and he absolutely couldn't do anything impulsive or offend them, or say anything wrong.

Saving lives is the top priority!

"You want to ask me why I have a father, right? Actually, I don't know anything about him, except that he is indeed my father."

As if sensing Huo Yuhao's confusion, Wang Dong'er slowly spoke up to answer his questions: "I have no memories before I was six years old. After my martial soul awakened, I was raised by my eldest and second uncles. At that time, I also wanted to know who my parents were and where they were, but my eldest and second uncles always chose to brush it off, so I gradually stopped trying to find out."

"I'm sorry, Yuhao, my father—he's making things difficult for you because of me. Will you hate me?"

Raising her little head, Wang Dong'er's face was filled with fear and reluctance, her bright, full eyes brimming with expectation and worry.

Huo Yuhao softened upon hearing this. The Martial Soul Fusion Skill is bidirectional; he was simply restraining his affection and desire for Wang Dong'er.

As Brother Wuque once said, if you can't even suppress your own instincts, how can you become strong?

Fear is instinct; overcoming it is a hymn to courage!

Similarly, lust is the same.

Therefore, Huo Yuhao did not intend to take his anger out on Wang Dong'er because of her father's rudeness. This was not because he was magnanimous, but because he could see that Wang Dong'er was also a victim, although in essence, this undeserved disaster was caused by her.

Just as Huo Yuhao shook his head, about to say something, a familiar voice suddenly interrupted him, causing him to stiffen: "Is that you—Yuhao? You've grown so much."

All expressions vanished upon hearing those words; Huo Yuhao himself couldn't remember how many similar phrases he had heard in his dreams.

Since he learned to control his mental power, he often arranges a happy reunion for himself in his dreams, allowing his mother to witness his growth.

He himself knew this was self-deception, but—but—

Even the smallest act of kindness is enough to offer him the greatest comfort in this world that causes him so much sorrow!

Incredulous, Huo Yuhao slowly raised his head to look at the source of the sound, then his eyes widened, and his expression kept changing.

From shock, to joy, to disbelief, and finally sadness, and then—

"Mom—Mom!"

With a whoosh, tears instantly streamed down Huo Yuhao's resolute face, as if rain had suddenly fallen in the freezing cold.