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

The moment the sound of bones breaking rang out, the burly man let out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.

With a cry of "Ah!", the burly man had just covered his mangled wound with his other hand when, with a soft "plop," the silver dragon spear, covered in silver scales, suddenly appeared on his neck, its seven-colored tip instantly piercing through.

Then, a large amount of blood gushed out, and the burly man collapsed to the ground.

The blond and green-haired men were terrified at the sight, their eyes fixed on the person beside Huo Yuhao. They dared not move an inch, fearing they might end up like the burly man from before.

They were filled with unprecedented shock, and even the bodyguards who had fallen to the ground could only clutch their stomachs and quietly crawl backward.

That scene was truly shocking.

What shocked them wasn't just that the Great Soul Master with a defensive martial soul was instantly killed; what shocked them was the unprecedented killing intent and aura fluctuations. Centered on the large tree Huo Yuhao was leaning against, ice condensed within a radius of dozens of meters. It wasn't caused by soul power or an ice-type martial soul; it was simply the overwhelming coldness and killing intent that caused the ice to form around them.

Moreover, the person radiating unprecedented killing intent was a delicate-looking little girl.

Na'er's eyes were blurry with tears as she held Huo Yuhao's blood-stained clothes and trembling body. Her breath had completely subsided, leaving only heartache.

Huo Yuhao looked into her large, purple eyes, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, closed them wearily, and chuckled softly, "Na'er, don't cry, I'm fine. Don't hug me anymore, look, you've gotten your new clothes all dirty."

Na'er quickly gripped his wrist, observing his vitality. She then discovered that there were more than a dozen deep scars on his wrist. After confirming that Huo Yuhao's vitality was stable, but that he was just suffering from poor blood circulation and overwork, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She gently helped him down, allowing Huo Yuhao to find a comfortable position to lie down. Then she turned her head, the tenderness and heartache in her eyes completely vanished, leaving only overwhelming coldness and killing intent, her purple eyes gleaming even more fiercely.

Two soft pattering sounds, and rain began to fall. The raindrops were exceptionally cold, their temperature like ice, and the sky was filled with dark clouds. Surprisingly, Huo Yuhao's location remained sunny and dry.

A cool breeze gently ruffled the strands of hair at Na'er's temples. She stood tall and straight, the silver dragon spear still gripping her hand, its silver and purple light shimmering around her. The delicate girl from moments before had vanished, replaced by a cold, sharp, and fiercely ruthless female war goddess.

"You all deserve to die! I'll tear those who hurt him to pieces!"

Her voice was still hoarse from crying, but it carried a ruthless, defiant air.

She swung the silver dragon spear fiercely, then leaped forward, her feet propelling her into the air. The blond and green-haired men hadn't even reacted before they were frozen in place by the murderous intent. From the bizarre downpour that began to fall to the instant their throats were slit, the entire process took less than a minute. They didn't even have time to utter a sound of agony before collapsing to the ground, never to rise again.

Screams echoed through the rainforest, but soon fell completely silent.

From her elevated position, Na'er plunged a spear into the heart of the last wounded bodyguard. Her brand-new, silver-white dress was stained with blood, but none of it was from the final blow; it was all from her embrace of Huo Yuhao.

She slowly lowered her eyes to look at the corpses. With a sweep of her spear light, the mangled corpses around her instantly vanished, turning into a stream of energy that pierced into the tip of the Silver Dragon Spear.

Then she slowly turned her head and looked at the boy she had been longing for, the murderous intent in her eyes instantly turning into tenderness.

Huo Yuhao lay quietly on the dry ground, his face pale, his body covered in blood. Na'er ran to his side, touching his forehead with her small hand, then his wrist, making sure several times before letting out a sigh of relief. She looked at Huo Yuhao's blood-soaked clothes and smiled softly…

The previously overcast sky slowly dispersed, and the setting sun gently shone on the grove. Water droplets slid slowly off the tips of the grass, and a thin rainbow appeared in the sky. A ray of sunlight from the setting sun fell through the lush trees, shining precisely on Huo Yuhao's tightly closed eyes.

He slowly opened his eyelids, his icy blue eyes still filled with confusion. The first thing he saw was Na'er's sleeping posture. Na'er's little head drooped, her little mouth was slightly open, her eyes were still closed, and her face was still rosy.

Huo Yuhao felt a soft touch on the back of his head, and his face instantly turned red. He then realized that he was actually resting his head on Na'er's lap! His left hand was still being held tightly by Na'er's hands, as if she was afraid that he would run away.

He turned his head to look at Na'er's legs, then at Na'er's small face and body, and frowned.

How did Na'er grow up so much? She was so tiny just a moment ago, but now she looks older than me, and she's as tall as me now...

The image of the silver dragon spear and Na'er holding it flashed through his mind again.

How is Na'er so amazing? Why did she grow up so quickly? Is that her martial soul? It looks so powerful. What is my martial soul? Na'er is so beautiful now, and her martial soul is so powerful. I... I'm so ordinary-looking, maybe my martial soul is even a useless one. Am I... am I not worthy to stand beside her...?

Thinking of this, he bit his lip, then gently raised his head, afraid of waking the sleeping Na'er. After sitting up, he looked around and found that there was no one around, and even the bloodstains had disappeared.

Bloodstains?

He suddenly realized something, and looked at himself. His old, blood-stained clothes were gone, replaced by a white shirt, and even his trousers were...

His little face immediately turned into one of disbelief…

He turned his head, trembling, to look at Na'er. Na'er's clothes were also clean, but instead of the silver-white dress that Na'er had hugged him in his mind, it had turned into a purple dress.

His mind went blank for a moment, and he instantly broke free from Na'er's tight grip on his hand. But he regretted it almost immediately.

Startled by this, Na'er immediately raised her little head, her purple eyes widening with unprecedented panic. She turned her head around, and seeing Huo Yuhao still behind her, she burst into tears, rushing to him and hugging him tightly. Tears streamed down her face as she cried out in a choked voice, "Brother Yuhao, you're finally awake! Na'er was so worried! Why did you leave me to face them alone? Na'er didn't want you to get hurt!"

Listening to Na'er's aggrieved complaints and feeling her trembling body, Huo Yuhao could only gently pat her back and coax her slowly, "Na'er, don't cry. Brother is fine, isn't he? Don't worry, brother is perfectly alright now. But I don't know why, how come my self-healing ability is so strong?" He slowly raised his left hand and looked at his wrist, where the scars had completely disappeared.

Na'er raised her little head, tears still glistening on her face, her lips pressed tightly together, looking like an angry little kitten. She gently punched Huo Yuhao's chest and said softly, "Brother, can you please not abandon Na'er anymore? Na'er is strong now and can protect you."

Seeing her serious expression, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but laugh and ask, "So, does that mean I'm living off a woman?"

Huo Yuhao didn't take the joke seriously and was about to continue speaking when Na'er casually said something that made his mind explode and shocked his worldview.

"Then brother can live off Na'er for the rest of his life. I love brother the most, and I want to marry brother in the future. Anyway, I've seen all of brother's places. Otherwise, if brother marries another girl in the future, the other girl will mind."

Huo Yuhao's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he looked at her innocent face and earnest answer. He looked at Na'er's happy face with a serious expression, quickly straightening her head with his hand, and said sternly, "Na'er, don't talk nonsense. What do you mean by marriage? You're still young, don't talk like that. What kind of sister marries her brother? And just now, didn't you help your brother change his clothes? Where did those clothes come from? You…you saw your brother naked? Aren't you ashamed? You can't help me change clothes when I'm unconscious, or I'll get angry."

Seeing his serious expression, Na'er's face immediately fell, and she muttered pitifully, "Anyway, we're not blood-related siblings..."