Douluo Continent: Reborn Yuhao, their eyes are strange

Chapter 396 Ning Rongrong: Will Huo Yuhao stab me to death?; Xiao Wu becomes the mischievous rabbit

Based on Huo Yuhao's initial probing of Cupid in the illusion, a conservative estimate would be that the opponent's strength had recovered to a level close to that of a second-tier deity.

Now that they have left that special illusion filled with celestial energy and lost the supply of celestial energy, they are no longer able to use that power in order to avoid further aggravating the severe backlash caused by using the power of creation.

Furthermore, since Xiao Wu cannot continue to forcibly use the power of the Sea God's divine status for a short period of time, the only way to continue to contend with the Goddess of Love is to fuse her martial soul with Zhu Zhuqing.

As Zhu Zhuqing felt the warm touch of the boy emanating from her palm, her pretty face flushed uncontrollably.

Even though she knew perfectly well that Huo Yuhao's words only referred to the fusion of martial souls, and not the shameful thoughts that had just flashed through her mind.

But those straightforward words, so easily misunderstood, made her sigh inwardly.

The original Huo Yuhao was like a clueless blockhead when it came to matters of the heart.

However, after being affected by the Heart of Annihilation, Huo Yuhao, who became extremely rational and focused, launched a series of unrestrained and direct attacks that left her, her much older ancestor, completely unable to cope.

Faced with the boy's eyes, which were pure yet extremely aggressive, Zhu Zhuqing could only look away with a hint of panic, her face flushed as she nodded gently in agreement.

Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong was still pacing back and forth in the main hall, racking her brains to figure out how to break the deadlock.

Like her original Nine-Colored Goddess, the position of the Goddess of Love is a purely supportive position, lacking any powerful direct offensive capabilities.

Now that Huo Yuhao and the others have successfully escaped her control, if Huo Yuhao can unleash the terrifying attack that could tear space apart just now, she might follow in Oscar's footsteps and suffer the same fate of being annihilated.

Even more critically, due to the incomplete fusion of the Goddess of Love's divine essence, she is unable to leave the specific area of ​​Qiankun Asking Love Valley.

Thinking of this, a resolute look appeared in Ning Rongrong's eyes.

Her original plan, in its final step, was to live in the face of death.

Using the method of shedding her skin, she completely discarded her identity as the Goddess of Love and returned to being Ning Rongrong.

As for all the scheming that happened before, it could all be attributed to the evil god of love, and had nothing to do with Ning Rongrong.

She has finally managed to regain control of her body after all those events from ten thousand years ago.

In addition, her two best sisters were supposed to have the closest relationships with Huo Yuhao, according to her plan.

Taking advantage of the deep sisterly bond between the three, she could then soften her stance at the opportune moment.

Given the extraordinary status of Qiankun Wenqing Valley in the Federation, he expressed his willingness to fully assist Huo Yuhao in protecting the Douluo Plane, and all grudges would naturally dissipate with the passage of time.

But now the plan has gone wrong one after another, and even Ning Rongrong is starting to have doubts. If she still wants to fake her death to escape, will it backfire and she really get stabbed to death by Huo Yuhao?

But this may be the only solution currently facing her.

If the culprit "God of Love" doesn't die, how can the anger in the hearts of those three outside be quelled?

As Ning Rongrong pondered, she forced herself to remain calm and walked towards the exit of the main hall, preparing to see if there was any other way to maneuver.

But as soon as she stepped out of the main hall, the scene before her eyes made her tremble with fear, and she almost screamed out loud.

Zhu Zhuqing was nestled affectionately in Huo Yuhao's arms, like an incredibly docile black cat.

Those heterochromatic eyes, which usually exuded a cool and aloof aura, were now filled with an unyielding gentleness, and she herself seemed to melt into Huo Yuhao's body like water.

In an instant, a strange black and white halo emanated from Huo Yuhao's body.

Under the light of the Eye of Destiny that appeared on his forehead, black and white halos intertwined violently, like the nascent chaos.

This power even caused the Eye of Destiny's originally brilliant rose-gold pupils to quickly transform into black and white, exuding an ancient and boundless aura.

Originally, her long hair, which had turned golden due to her constant fusion with Ya Li's martial soul, gradually deepened in color until it formed a restrained and noble dark gold.

Almost transparent, magnificent wings unfurled from Huo Yuhao's back, and the golden dragon spear that reappeared in his hand underwent an unknown transformation.

The gun's body became like a black and white interwoven crystal, with a halo flowing inside, as if it contained a chaotic and vast expanse that nurtured all things.

Pointing directly at her with the incredibly sharp light of the golden dragon spear, Ning Rongrong felt a chill run through her body, and even her soul trembled uncontrollably. The aura of death had never been so close.

She opened her mouth, as if trying to say something to buy time.

But even faster than her voice was the almost silent piercing.

The chaotic light, interwoven with black and white, flashed through the void like a dragon, moving at an extreme speed without even a trace of extra energy fluctuations.

Wherever the spear passed, heaven and earth and all things seemed to be forcibly returned to nothingness, everything returned to that chaotic scene of silence, lightlessness, formlessness and imagelessness.

Ning Rongrong's brain hadn't even processed what was happening when, after a brief period of confusion, she was horrified to find herself pinned to the wall of the main hall by the Golden Dragon Spear.

The immense impact caused her to cough up a mouthful of blood, and she trembled as she reached out her hands, trying to pull out the golden dragon spear that had pierced her chest.

However, the chaotic energy contained within the spear's edge was relentlessly eroding and devouring her, seemingly intent on annihilating her soul and body into nothingness.

will die.

If I continue to be passive like this, I really will die.

Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong deliberately shattered the mask on her face, revealing her pale eyes as she looked at the two people who walked in from outside the main hall, and spoke almost pleadingly:

"Xiao Wu, please beg Yu Hao to stop! Please let me go this time. I really know I was wrong, I really don't want to die here. I only meant well but things went wrong, please, please plead for me!"

Seeing the Goddess of Love, who looked exactly like Ning Rongrong, struggling to survive in such a disheveled state, Xiao Wu couldn't bear to look any longer and turned her head slightly away, speaking in a deliberately calm and cold voice:

"This is just retribution. When you took over Rongrong's body, you should have known that this would be your fate sooner or later. Not to mention, you schemed against us in every way before, and even plotted against Yuhao."

"is that so?"

Ning Rongrong's head drooped limply, as if she were muttering to herself in despair, and the life force in her body grew increasingly dim.

Upon seeing this, Huo Yuhao's brows furrowed slightly.

Huo Yuhao didn't really know what kind of trump card this first-level deity, who had existed since the era of the Divine Dragon Realm, was hiding.

Although the power and blessing bestowed by Qiankun Wenqing Valley were indeed astonishing, it seemed somewhat unreal that a first-level deity had been so easily nailed to the wall by his Golden Dragon Spear.

Putting aside the methods possessed by the Goddess of Love herself, Ning Rongrong, who was possessed by her, was able to barely withstand the full force of the God King's attack, even after expending ninety percent of her divine power, thanks to the defensive properties of the Nine Treasures Divine Light protecting her body.

If Cupid could still use Ning Rongrong's martial soul ability, then even if she was no match for his attack that fused with the power of chaos, she should not have appeared so vulnerable as she is now.

At this moment, Xiao Wu watched as Ning Rongrong's life force completely dissipated, and her tragic appearance with her eyes wide open in death was something she couldn't bear to do.

With a sigh, he subconsciously took a few steps forward and reached out to close the other person's wide-open eyes.

But in the next instant, Huo Yuhao sensed a very subtle special energy fluctuation coming from the Golden Dragon Spear that was still stuck in Ning Rongrong's chest.

His expression changed drastically, and he shouted anxiously, "Sister Xiaowu, stop right now and get away from her!"

Xiao Wu's outstretched hand was still suspended in mid-air when Huo Yuhao's voice startled her and made her body stiffen.

The body of Ning Rongrong in front of her suddenly and without warning was enveloped in an extremely rich pink halo.

The halo seemed to have a life of its own, instantly enveloping the small dance troupe that was extremely close by, and then rapidly merging into her body.

Xiao Wu then realized something was wrong and hurriedly cried out as she retreated to Huo Yuhao's side, her face showing a hint of undisguised fear.

"Yuhao, what was that red light just now? Does it mean that Cupid, seeing that my physical body is about to crumble, is preparing to forcibly possess it?"

It's no wonder Xiao Wu thought the worst. With Ning Rongrong as a cautionary tale, she naturally worried that Cupid, in desperation, might transfer his soul to her to prolong his life.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao frowned deeply, sensing that Ning Rongrong's body still showed no signs of life.

He reached out to grasp Xiao Wu's soft hand, using his spiritual power to carefully examine the specific condition within her body.

But as soon as his hand touched Xiaowu's skin, Xiaowu recoiled as if she had been electrocuted.

Xiao Wu's originally clear and beautiful eyes became misty and watery. Her eyes darted around, her entire pretty face turned red, and even her slender neck was flushed pink. Her voice was sweet and cloying.

"Yuhao...I...I think I understand what Cupid did to me before he died..."

I feel so hot right now, it's such a strange feeling... How come you're so beautiful, and you smell so good... Can I hug you, Sister Xiaowu...?

Amidst her incoherent ramblings, Xiao Wu, radiating a burning heat, completely lost control of herself. She rushed forward and tightly embraced Huo Yuhao, letting out a trembling sound as if she were ascending to heaven.

Huo Yuhao's body suddenly stiffened, his extremely rational thoughts racing.

Almost instantly, he came to a conclusion that even he himself found absurd and unbelievable.

Could it be that Cupid, seeing his plan fail before his death, decided to give up and use all his remaining power to force Xiao Wu onto himself as a final act of revenge?

Before Huo Yuhao could come up with a proper way to help Xiao Wu suppress the agitation caused by the power of the God of Love, Xiao Wu, whose eyes were completely red, fully demonstrated to Huo Yuhao what it means for a rabbit to not only bite when cornered, but also to eat people.

She instinctively used the skillful force of her soft technique to push the unsuspecting Huo Yuhao to the ground.

Then she wrapped her arms around Huo Yuhao like an octopus, biting his shoulder and whispering seductively:

"Yuhao... Anyway, your dragon instincts that have been brought out are in dire need of finding an outlet to suppress your negative emotions. Sister Xiaowu will be dying soon... You don't need to worry about whether my body can handle it now."

However, Sister Xiaowu still wants to save some face so she can go down to the underworld... so she can't give you everything without reservation..."

Even though Huo Yuhao wasn't experiencing much emotional fluctuation due to the suppression of the Heart of Annihilation, his body's desires and his mental emotions were two different things, with Xiao Wu clinging to him so tightly without any restraint.

Especially since he had been aroused by the rich immortal energy in the Qiankun Wenqing Valley, his dragon instincts had been forcibly suppressed.

Now, in such close proximity, that suppressed dragon instinct has surged once more.

Moreover, based on his extremely rational judgment, in order to solve the current predicament of both Xiao Wu and himself at the same time, Huo Yuhao really couldn't think of any better solution than to kill two birds with one stone by doing it himself.

With that thought in mind, Huo Yuhao decisively gave up resisting.

Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong, who had been pinned to the wall by the Golden Dragon Spear and had shown no signs of life, regained consciousness.

What came into view was Xiao Wu's impatient appearance, which startled Ning Rongrong so much that she quickly closed her eyes tightly, and couldn't help but secretly spit in her heart.

Thousands of years have passed, and Xiao Wu, who usually appears dignified and virtuous, still acts like a rogue rabbit at times like this.

Although she felt utterly contemptuous of Xiao Wu's actions, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but slightly open one eye due to her intense curiosity.

The next second, she involuntarily gasped. Would something bad happen to Xiao Wu, whose mind had been affected by her use of the power of the goddess of love?