Douluo Continent, Reborn: Yuhao and the Silver Dragon Keep Their Appointment

With a bang, the iron gate was kicked open, and the noise alerted several thugs who were walking in this direction.

The blond-haired man looked in that direction and saw that the gate had been kicked open and several children were running away. He immediately threw down his cigarette and yelled, "Damn it, is the iron cage broken? Those bastards got away! Brothers, chase them!"

He then started running quickly, and the green-haired guy and several bodyguards behind him hurriedly followed.

At this moment, Huang Mao felt a surge of panic. If these children ran away and leaked the information, how could he explain it to his boss? If the Federation found out, even a small mech squad could be in serious trouble. He ran for quite a distance before finally getting a stitch in his side, while the bodyguards had already swiftly reached the children. They were all wearing spirit rings, some with two, the highest being two yellow spirit rings.

Green Hair slowly caught up from behind, sighed, and said, "Big Brother, wouldn't it be great if we were Soul Masters too... Sigh, but don't worry, those kids haven't even awakened their Martial Souls yet, how long can they run?"

The blond-haired man cursed, "Idiots! They can break through iron cages and iron doors; with such good physical abilities, how could they not have awakened their martial spirits?"

Green Hair was annoyed by the scolding: "What's the use of you scolding me? If you hadn't said yesterday that you wanted to celebrate with the brothers and took all the guards with you, would things be like this now? The Soul Master that the boss sent was supposed to arrive this afternoon, but now they've all run away! I think we have to bring that silver-haired girl back in the end, because the boss will definitely be furious if she runs away."

The blond-haired man took a deep breath, then took out his soul-guided communicator and transmitted his voice: "Capture that silver-haired girl first, we'll talk about the others later. Remember, that woman must be captured! Use force if necessary!" He then hung up the communicator.

Huo Yuhao wasn't having an easy time either. From the moment they smashed open the iron gate, they all ran in the same direction, then separated after a certain distance—if even one of them could escape and find help, there was a chance to rescue their companions.

Huo Yuhao held Na'er's hand tightly as they ran wildly through the jungle. Na'er followed behind him silently, her feet treading on the stones, but the stones did not cause her any real harm.

As Huo Yuhao ran, he kept looking back and noticed that his bodyguards were getting closer and closer, some of them even emanating cat-like phantoms. A cat-type martial soul—speed was undoubtedly one of its advantages.

He then discovered that Na'er was barefoot, just like him. She was wearing shoes when she first started running. Did she lose them during the escape?

His thoughts couldn't keep up with his reaction, and he stopped abruptly. Before Na'er could react, he gently bumped his back into her chest. The instant the soft touch came, he lifted her up with both hands, catching her bouncy little bottom, and then ran off again.

This time, however, he was no longer simply running. His movements became strangely unpredictable, his shadow splitting into several parts. He would sometimes leap up a tree and then jump down, his speed increasing rapidly, seemingly without any sign of fatigue.

Na'er instinctively hugged his neck after the collision, then realized she was drifting. She could only hold Huo Yuhao tightly, feeling the warmth of his body.

She slowly began to feel afraid, not of the thugs capturing her, but of what they would do to Huo Yuhao if they did capture him. How painful it would be if Huo Yuhao accidentally fell while running.

Unconsciously, an invisible wind element slowly emanated from Na'er, enveloping the two of them and making them lighter and faster.

Huo Yuhao naturally noticed the changes in himself, but the number of people behind him was increasing. Then an iron arrow flew past him. Huo Yuhao frowned. The arrowhead was actually glowing with a faint purple light; it was a poisoned arrow.

He prayed silently, then continued to use footwork he himself didn't even know, his figure growing faster and faster. Iron arrows flew past him, and he slowly began to pant.

He realized their target was Na'er; otherwise, why would so many people have come? From their previous conversation, he knew Na'er was going to be sold, and if he were captured, there was only one fate—death. Now that he had finally escaped, how could he possibly give up?

A voice echoed in his mind: No matter what, Na'er cannot fall into their hands. His eyes slowly turned gray, and his movements became faster and faster.

Hearing his heavy breathing, Na'er's eyes welled up with tears: "Brother, why don't you go first? Na'er will come back to find you soon..."

Before she could finish speaking, Huo Yuhao interrupted her: "Life and death are determined by fate. I believe that if God wanted us to die, we wouldn't have lived this long."

Looking into his determined eyes, Na'er smiled sweetly and said, "Brother, why are you protecting me like this? We've only known each other for less than a day. Even though you consider me your little sister, we've only just met."

Huo Yuhao's urgent voice rang out: "That's because I feel that Na'er is someone worth protecting. Na'er, live well."

After saying that, he leaped up from the tree, turned around, and threw Na'er into the river below the cliff.

The feeling of weightlessness came first, and Na'er's bright purple eyes changed instantly in mid-air. Anxiety surged up first: Doesn't my brother want me anymore? I'm just a burden after all. As long as my brother lives well, that's enough. Then Na'er slowly closed her dull and lifeless eyes.

Na'er fell off a cliff, but below was a river, and she plunged into the water with a splash.

Suddenly, her previously dim purple eyes snapped open, a light flashing in them: My brother didn't abandon me, he's saving me!

But she instantly realized what was happening, and the light in her eyes turned into fear: What if my brother is hurt? I have to go save him.

The fear deepened. She tried to swim to shore to find her brother, but suddenly her head hit a huge rock with a loud thud. Her head was ringing, and she kept muttering, "Brother Yuhao, wait for me, don't leave me alone again..." She was slowly swept away by the river, the current completely submerging her. The feeling of suffocation slowly came, and her eyelids closed involuntarily...

Huo Yuhao glanced back at the bodyguards who had followed. Now, the only thing he needed to do was stall them…

He had already seen from afar that it was a dead end. The cliff wasn't actually very high, and the river below wasn't flowing fast; it was heading directly towards a city—Shrek City. He had already observed that the river would reach the edge of that megacity in at most half an hour, and Na'er would definitely be rescued. There weren't any terrifying creatures in the water; it was just an ordinary little river.

Huo Yuhao's eyes showed no fear as he looked at the bodyguards. As long as they couldn't tip them off, Na'er would be saved. If they could hold out for just 10 minutes, the mountain's cover would make it impossible for ordinary people to see anyone in the river.

The bodyguards glared at Huo Yuhao with burning rage, their faces ashen, their fists clenched tightly, as if they wanted to crush him on the spot. The group slowly approached Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao's gaze was not on them, but on the person behind him who was about to use the soul communication device to send a message.

Just as the bodyguard took out his soul-guided communicator, Huo Yuhao suddenly produced a pebble in his hand. He twisted his wrist, and the pebble flew towards the man at an extremely tricky angle.

The bodyguard with the soul-guided communicator wasn't one to be trifled with either. He reacted instantly, reaching out to catch it, but he felt nothing. With a bang, the soul-guided communicator in his other hand shattered—the pebble had somehow veered off course and smashed it! Want to report her arrest? You'll have to get past me first!