Douluo: Rebirth Yuhao, their eyes are not right

In the center of the room, there is a cold spring emitting a chilling aura. Strands of heaven and earth elemental energy with a bone-chilling chill emanate from it, filling the entire room.

When Ling Luochen closed the door, the whole room suddenly became dark.

Only the cold spring emitted a faint blue light, barely dispelling the darkness in the room and illuminating the faces of the two people.

In this slightly ambiguous dim environment, Ling Luochen's fair cheeks couldn't help but blush.

She turned her head slightly to avoid Huo Yuhao's gaze, and her voice was softer than usual: "Yuhao, please sit on the futon first."

"it is good."

Huo Yuhao nodded and sat cross-legged on one of the cushions as instructed.

Ling Luochen also sat in front of Huo Yuhao and assumed a training posture.

"Yuhao, let's put our palms together. I'll slowly guide the circulation of your soul power..."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hands.

As their palms touched, soul power flowed.

An astonishing chill that far exceeded Ling Luochen's expectations suddenly spread in the palms of their hands as they touched.

A faint blue light visible to the naked eye flowed out and quickly swept across the entire training room. The walls, the ground, and even the ceiling were instantly covered with a layer of frost.

You know, even the cold air emitted by the cold spring before only made the air colder, which was far from enough to condense white frost on the walls.

The extreme coldness that hit him at this moment was so strong that even Ling Luochen couldn't help but shiver.

Originally, Ling Luochen thought that she was a Soul King, so it was natural for her to lead this training and guide the circulation of Huo Yuhao's soul power.

But the reality was that the moment the soul power in her body came into contact with Huo Yuhao, she completely lost control of her soul power, and was instead attracted by Huo Yuhao's more refined and more domineering ice energy.

The biting cold raged in the training room.

The ice-attribute energy that continuously flowed out from the cold spring was madly pulled by Huo Yuhao's soul power, and even formed a small, rapidly rotating ice-blue tornado right above the cold spring.

But within an hour, Ling Luochen's face suddenly turned pale and his body began to tremble slightly.

The properties of the ultimate ice were too overbearing. Even though her cultivation was far superior to Huo Yuhao's, she could not withstand this speed of cultivation for a long time.

"Yuhao, it's done."

Ling Luochen's voice trembled uncontrollably as he suddenly spoke.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao immediately stopped the circulation of his soul power and looked at Ling Luochen in front of him.

Although the light in the room was dim, Huo Yuhao could still see clearly that Ling Luochen's face was extremely pale, without a trace of blood, as if it was covered with a layer of snow.

Her body swayed, as if she was trying hard to hold on, but in the end she bit her lips lightly, unable to hold on any longer, her body softened, and she fell towards Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao quickly reached out and steadily took Ling Luochen's soft and weak body into his arms, holding her slender waist that could be held in one hand.

At this moment, the breath exhaled from Ling Luochen's mouth was filled with tiny ice crystals.

The extreme ice energy transmitted by Huo Yuhao was still too overbearing for her.

This long period of training put a huge burden on her body.

But she could also feel that her ice elemental martial soul, under the baptism of this extreme cold, began to slowly sublime towards the direction of extreme ice.

Ling Luochen leaned weakly in Huo Yuhao's arms, with a hint of self-mockery on his lips.

"Yuhao, I think I was a little too arrogant."

Before she started practicing, she had never imagined that the ultimate ice could be so overbearing.

At the same time, she was reluctant to interrupt the wonderful feeling of soul fusion with Huo Yuhao's, which made her somewhat addicted to it, and she unconsciously exceeded the limit of what her body could bear.

But even though she paid some price, she did not regret it.

The effect of this short hour of practice is probably enough to catch up with her usual half-month hard practice.

"Okay, Sister Luochen, stop talking."

Huo Yuhao frowned slightly and held her little hand, which was now frighteningly cold.

"Let me first help you channel out the excessive ice energy accumulated in your body."

As his mind moved slightly, an ice-blue airflow flowed out from Ling Luochen's body, lingering between the two of them, and finally disappeared into the void.

As the overbearing coldness in his body was gradually withdrawn, Ling Luochen's originally bloodless cheeks slowly began to turn a natural blush, and the stiffness in his body also eased.

She leaned on Huo Yuhao's warm chest, and the original coldness in her ice-blue eyes was replaced by a soft light like water vapor, becoming more tender.

Yuhao will definitely stand at the top of the entire Douluo Continent in the future, right?

And maybe I can also touch the threshold of Super Douluo?

By then, the age difference of only six or seven years might not seem unacceptable?

Chapter 48 Like

The way of thinking of a soul master, especially when it comes to looking at a partner, is obviously different from that of an ordinary person. Strength, talent, and potential often play a more important role.

The young man before him was not only handsome, but also gentle and reserved. He also possessed a one-in-a-million ultimate Ice Martial Spirit...

Ling Luochen felt that she would probably never meet a partner who was more suitable and more attractive than him in her life.

"Sister Luochen, how are you? Do you feel better now?"

In his previous life, Huo Yuhao had no experience of practicing with Ling Luochen, which led to this accident, causing Ling Luochen to damage his body due to excessive practice.

However, this was also due to the fact that Ling Luochen himself had been holding on.

"Hmm..." Ling Luochen let out a soft hum from his nose, with a special sense of laziness, "My body is still a little weak, and I don't have the strength... Yuhao, can you carry me back to the dormitory?"

She raised her fair arms slightly, seemingly weakly, but wrapped them around Huo Yuhao's neck very naturally, and leaned all her weight on him.

At this moment, Ling Luochen had completely figured things out in his mind.

If she didn't act quickly, Huo Yuhao would probably be abducted by other more proactive girls sooner or later.

She did not forget that there was a senior schoolmate in the inner courtyard who liked shota.

At this moment, she seemed to have completely cast aside her usual cold and aloof demeanor, and even her voice was tinged with a softness that she herself had not noticed.

If Ling Luochen was seen like this by Ma Xiaotao and others, they would probably be shocked and wonder if she was possessed by someone.

"Sister Luochen, don't move."

Huo Yuhao sensed the weakness of the body in his arms and immediately responded, "Then I'll carry you back to the dormitory first. Afterwards, I'll carefully recuperate you and relieve the damage."

As he spoke, he adjusted his posture and picked up Ling Luochen steadily in a standard princess hug.

His body was suddenly suspended in the air and held in such an intimate posture, Ling Luochen's face instantly became more rosy.

Especially when she felt Huo Yuhao's palm touching the exposed skin of her thigh, the warm touch made her head dizzy.

Since she was a child, has she ever had such close physical contact with the opposite sex?

What's more, the other party is a teenager who is a few years younger than him.

Thinking of this, she became even more embarrassed, and almost subconsciously buried her hot cheeks deep in Huo Yuhao's neck, not wanting him to see her current appearance.

……

In Ling Luochen's boudoir.

The furnishings inside the room are mostly warm wooden structures, but they are still decorated in a very girly pink.

Huo Yuhao, who walked into the boudoir holding Ling Luochen, did not expect that Ling Luochen, who had always been very cold in the eyes of outsiders, actually had such a girlish heart deep in his heart.

Ling Luochen in his arms was breathing evenly, and seemed to have fallen asleep in his arms.

On the way back from the mimic training ground, Huo Yuhao saw that Ling Luochen still had a frown on her face, and it was obvious that she was still feeling unwell. So he transferred his Qi and blood into her body as they walked to help soothe her meridians.

Place Ling Luochen on the soft bed and cover her with a blanket.

Huo Yuhao turned around and left, intending to return to the simulated training ground to continue his training.

For example, borrowing the simulated training field would consume the amount that Ling Luochen had accumulated by completing the task with great effort, so it naturally could not be wasted like this.

"Sister Luochen, good night then."

Huo Yuhao walked to the door and reached out to turn off the soul guide light in the room, and the room became dark.

Only after hearing the door being gently closed and the footsteps gradually fading away did Ling Luochen open his eyes, with a hint of surprise in his ice-blue eyes.

what happened?

This is completely different from the plots in the novels she has read!

Don’t the books say that boys of this age are the most curious about girls’ affairs and the most impulsive?

He just left?

Is it possible that I have no attraction to him at all?

Or should I be more proactive?

Ling Luochen's face turned even redder when she thought about taking the initiative and doing something to a junior student who was younger than her.

She let out a cry of shame and anger, and suddenly pulled the quilt hard, covering her head and burying her whole body tightly inside.

When Huo Yuhao returned to the small compartment in the simulated training field and sat cross-legged on the cushion, he saw a green figure in his arms. It was none other than the Ice Emperor.

As for Tianmeng, he was already fast asleep.

There was no expression on Bingdi's delicate little face. She just squeezed closer to Huo Yuhao's arms out of habit, adjusted herself to a more comfortable position, and rested her chin on Huo Yuhao's shoulder.

She was silent for a moment before speaking in a firm tone: "Yuhao, what you did today was very wrong?"

"Something's wrong?"

After hearing what Ice Emperor said, Huo Yuhao was stunned, somewhat confused.

"Didn't you meet Wang Dong'er today?" Bingdi continued.

"so what?"

Huo Yuhao still didn’t understand what Bingdi wanted to say. He didn’t feel that he was any different from usual.

"Do you feel that it's normal for you to behave this way since you're staying away from Wang Dong'er?" Ice Emperor snorted, mercilessly exposing Huo Yuhao's subconscious thoughts.

She propped herself up slightly, creating some distance between them, and looked into Huo Yuhao's icy blue eyes. "It's because you did that that something's wrong. Yuhao, what are you afraid of?"