Douluo 2: I dressed up as Huo Yuhao’s biological sister

Huo Xiujing looked surprised: "I have never seen you in the woodshed or the cellar either."

The two of them looked at each other, and saw the obvious doubt in each other's eyes.

Huo Yunche then frowned slightly, "But no matter how you think about it, Mrs. Huo's child doesn't seem like he was born that day, right? That's a gap of more than ten years."

"That's what I thought at first." Huo Xiujing nodded. "So when I first saw you and Yuhao, I was just surprised that you two looked so much like my aunt, but I didn't think too much about it. After all, even if my aunt really had a child back then, he should have been around 20 years old."

Huo Yunche nodded in agreement: "I think so too. So, Brother Xiu Jing, you were attracted to me because my brother and I look like Madam Huo, and you love me and her too?"

Huo Xiujing was silent, and glanced at Huo Yunche dimly: "Yes and no, at the beginning it was more of a gift to the Tang Sect Master."

"Tang Sect, face?" Huo Yunche looked at Huo Xiujing suspiciously and muttered softly, "This shouldn't be the case. Shouldn't businessmen do nothing without profit?"

Although the Tang Sect holds a sacred and unshakable position in the hearts of the Eight Monsters, they are well aware of the current decline of the Tang Sect.

Therefore, Huo Yunche was not so naive as to think that the current Tang Sect, especially at that time there were only two young disciples who had just joined the Tang Sect and had only just started their cultivation, was worthy of the owner of the Jinxiu Workshop spread all over the continent to make an exception and condescend to him.

"You can't possibly like Teacher Xiaoya, right? No way, Brother Xiu Jing was here more than 20 years before Madam Huo's accident, so he must be in his twenties, that's not old..."

Mumble, mumble.

Seeing that the little guy's brain circuit was obviously going in an uncontrollable direction, you still want to say that he is an old cow? He is only 25! Is he very old? !

Huo Xiujing was amused. With a gloomy face, he hit Huo Yunche on the forehead with a fan. This time he did not hold back much force. A crisp "pop" sound was instantly heard in the palm of Huo Yunche's hand as he subconsciously tilted his head and raised it.

"What the hell are you thinking about!"

"I saw the light flashing in Yuhao's eyes."

"Didn't Yu Hao use his Spirit Eyes when you were being followed that day? I am from the Body Sect and the young master of the Body Sect. My sensitivity to the Body Martial Spirit is far beyond your imagination."

"So, even though it doesn't make sense no matter how you think about it, but—"

"When a sudden hope appears before your eyes!"

Huo Xiujing's eyes flickered.

“I choose to be a gambler.”

"So when I hit you on the head with my folding fan, I pulled out one of your hairs as a small payment for the blackmail you two little brats gave me."

“Yeah, right, right, you definitely didn’t do that because you wanted Lao Niu, oh no…” Huo Yunche was still nodding his head with a smile in front of him, but when he heard something, he suddenly realized it, raised his head abruptly, and narrowed his eyes dangerously, “No? Wait, what did you just say? Pulling out a hair from me?”

"In fact, it would be better to use secret methods to explore the origin of blood." Huo Xiujing nodded honestly, not feeling that there was anything wrong with it.

Old Xuan at the side took two steps to the side, raised his hand and poked Du Bu Si's elbow without leaving a trace: "...I say, old poison, your child usually looks weird, why is he like this now?"

"It's obvious that he has never tasted the bitterness of love." Du Bu Si shook his head with a sigh, but his eyes showed a gloating that he couldn't hide, "Let him always use work to pressure me on a daily basis, hehehehehe~"

"Ha! Huo Xiujing, right!"

This is intolerable. Pulling her hair is intolerable!

Huo Yunche raised the corner of his lips slightly, thinking that Huo Xiujing had no intention of being on guard, and the silver door opened instantly. Daji twisted her slender waist and made a little heart shape to the confused Huo Xiujing.

Huo Xiujing's body stiffened instantly.

Huo Yunche raised his foot without stopping and hit his instep hard.

Huo Xiujing:.......I don’t understand.

Although it didn't hurt at all, but... He looked at Huo Yunche's face which was still somewhat rosy, and after thinking for a while, he finally came to his senses, and his face instantly became distorted.

Very cooperative.

The mask of pain is interpreted vividly.

“Alright, stop pretending.” Huo Yunche said unhappily, “That just now, the hair issue is even.”

"So the conclusion is that you used the secret method to prove the kinship between Madam Huo and me?" Huo Yunche raised his eyes cautiously, "You didn't mistake the hair for your own, did you?"

Huo Xiujing's expression changed instantly. He shook his feet expressionlessly and explained solemnly: "The difference between long hair and short hair, blue hair and black hair, your brother still knows it clearly."

“Okay!” Huo Yunche lazily leaned back on the wooden chair behind him. He just listened to the words “brother” from Huo Xiujing’s mouth. His eyes were vague, even cold.

It's not that she's cold.

Are they just the mother and family who showed up halfway?

Forgive her for not knowing how to face them.

It would be fine if they were just a bunch of scumbags who abandoned their husbands and children and acted recklessly, but they were quite sincere.

“By the way, Third Sister.” Seeing that Huo Yunche’s attitude had softened, Huo Xiujing immediately took advantage of the situation and saved himself some reputation. “Can I ask, did anything special happen about two or three months before you came to Shrek Academy?”

After meeting Huo Yunche's somewhat puzzled look, Huo Xiujing silently added: "Aunt has woken up."

Huo Yunche's eyes suddenly became deep.

Two or three months before coming to Shrek Academy, her long eyelashes fell down, casting a shadow around her eyebrows and eyes. If there was anything special about it...

Huo Yunche subconsciously diverted a trace of his mental energy to explore the only porcelain jar containing his mother's ashes, which was carefully isolated and placed separately in the storage ring.

Mother......

Huo Yunche murmured softly, his eyes revealing a bit of suppressed sadness, but the next second, that sadness instantly turned into astonishment.

The porcelain jar that had been quiet all this time suddenly began to vibrate. At first it was just a slight shake, as if responding to its daughter's call, and then it began to vibrate up and down, getting stronger and stronger. A huge crack suddenly appeared on the porcelain jar that was carefully carved and burned by Huo Yunche and Huo Yuhao.

"Bam—"

"Bam—"

"Bam—"

Several loud banging sounds came from the porcelain jar!

Then, he completely ignored the spatial principle of the storage ring, and with a "whoosh", he rose freely into the air and suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

No, what is going on?

Huo Yunche raised her hand in panic, trying to grab the porcelain jar that was inexplicably violent, but the moment her fingertips touched the jar, the jar was uncontrollable and suddenly exploded in front of her eyes!

"mom, Mom, Mom!"