The man who came was tall, two meters tall. He was dressed in short sleeves, revealing the strong, terrifying muscles of his arms. A wide cloak hung down behind him, a sign of a general in the Star Luo army.

The resolute face of the knife and axe was mixed with the momentum of not being angry and arrogant, and the faint aura of slaughter made everyone who looked at him subconsciously think that this steely man was a battle-hardened soldier who had been born and died for a long time.

However, it was such a majestic man, and with each step he took closer, the solemn aura emanating from his body gradually disappeared, and was replaced by tenderness and love in his eyes.

He braved the heavier and heavier rain, walked to the tombstone, squatted down his majestic posture next to Huo Yuhao, and put a bunch of yellow-white chrysanthemums in his hand on the ground.

He is Huo Yuhao's biological father in this life, Duke of White Tiger, Dai Hao.

Huo Yuhao didn't regard him as his father's consciousness, but asked lightly: "Lord White Tiger is not commanding the war on the front line, what are you doing here?" ”

Duke White Tiger didn't get up, still maintaining a crouching posture, and replied: "There are not so many battles this year, and we have signed an armistice agreement for the time being. And ......"

He looked at the tombstone in front of him affectionately, reached out and stroked the three words "Huo Yun'er" on the tombstone, and wiped the rain on it.

"Today is Yun'er's first seven, I have to come back to take a look."

Does Douluo Continent also talk about the first seven?

Huo Yuhao didn't think much about it, just snorted coldly disdainfully.

"Hey, pretend."

"Why did you go earlier?"

Duke White Tiger did not refute, he knew that he owed the mother and son too much.

If an outsider sees this scene in front of him at this time, his jaw will definitely drop.

The Duke of the White Tiger in front of him, why can he tolerate the burial of the young man?

In terms of status, he is the Duke of the White Tiger second only to the royal family of the Star Luo Empire.

In terms of power, he is the White Tiger Marshal who commands the whole army.

In terms of strength, he is an eight-ring Contra Douluo, and he will almost be able to steadily inherit the title of the ancestor in the future.

You must know that the strength of this world is divided into ten levels according to the level of soul power, Soul Master, Soul Master, Great Soul Master, Soul Venerable, Soul Sect, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Saint, Soul Douluo, and Title Douluo.

If there is a master here, it is not difficult to understand, this young man's soul power is only level ten, and he has not even obtained the first soul ring, and he can't even be called a formal soul master.

What right does this teenager have to mock him?

Neither of them spoke, letting the rain fall on them.

After a long time, Duke White Tiger spoke: "Sleeping here, I am a little wronged." ”

It's just a hilly and mountainous area next to the Duke's Palace, and it's very remote.

Huo Yuhao shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's no way, I'm afraid that if you bury yourself in the ancestral land, your wife will often take care of it carelessly." ”

When the word "accidental" was spoken, Huo Yuhao specially accentuated his tone.

Duke White Tiger didn't say much, and seemed to acquiesce to Huo Yuhao's words.

Huo Yuhao looked down the mountain, where was the Duke's Palace. The vast Duke's Palace is still brightly lit on rainy days.

The tombstone is facing the direction of the Duke's Palace, which is also Huo Yun'er's last wish.

Huo Yuhao's right hand slashed over his belt-type storage soul guide, and a short blade more than a foot long, wrapped in a scabbard, appeared in his hand.

The short blade more than a foot long was skillfully played in Huo Yuhao's hand, spinning and dancing on his fingertips like a butterfly wearing flowers, which was dazzling. can't help but exclaim, this young man is a master of playing with knives.

"It's ......"

Duke White Tiger was stunned.

The short blade in Huo Yuhao's hand was very familiar to him.

This is the gift he gave to Huo Yun'er many years ago - the White Tiger Dagger.

This could ...... It was one of the few things he gave to Huo Yun'er.

Huo Yuhao's hand stopped, the white tiger dagger stopped rotating, and was placed by Huo Yuhao in a groove on the tombstone pattern.

Huo Yuhao knew how much Huo Yun'er cared about this white tiger dagger, regarded it as a treasure, and held it until he died, as if he was holding his lover's palm.

"Yuhao, take it." Duke White Tiger stood up and spoke, "This is a soul guide. ”

Soul guides?

Huo Yuhao raised his eyebrows.

He didn't even see it? Regressed yourself?

He was extremely skilled with knives, and the first impression of this dagger was that it was better than ordinary knives.

It is light and easy to handle, even if it is not unsheathed, you can faintly feel its sharpness.

As for the soul guide, it is an instrument that injects soul power and plays various special functions, Huo Yuhao is no stranger, the belt he is wearing at the moment is a storage soul guide.

The soul guide is not a particularly valuable thing, and with his current status as a duke's concubine, he can get a little bit of it.

"When I see it later, I can think of your mother." Dai Hao continued to persuade.

Huo Yuhao was speechless and withdrew the White Tiger Dagger from his belt.

Duke Baihu breathed a sigh of relief, as if he felt that the relationship between father and son had eased, and said, "Yuhao, put your surname ......"

Huo Yuhao interrupted him with a loud voice: "My surname is Dai, my surname is Huo!" ”

"My name is Huo Yuhao!"

Perhaps Duke White Tiger had already talked about this issue many times, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Huo Yuhao knew what he was going to say.

Whew-

The rain is light, and the wind is louder.

Duke White Tiger slowly spoke: "Yuhao, you ...... Still won't forgive me? ”

Huo Yuhao said coldly: "Do you owe me anything?" ”

He pointed to Huo Yun'er's tombstone and said, "It's her who you're sorry for!" It's not me, I'm not qualified to forgive you! ”

The Duke of the White Tiger was like a fish in his throat, and he wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, there was only endless lamentation.

Huo Yuhao looked at the lamenting Duke of the White Tiger with mixed feelings.

He didn't want to forgive the physiological father in front of him, but he didn't know what to say if he wanted to criticize him.

After all, the man in front of him has tried his best to make up for everything. Because of the shame of the mother and son, Duke Baihu had already given them fertile material conditions, and even Huo Yuhao had obtained the only privilege in the entire Duke's Palace.

That is, you can be disrespectful to the Duke of the White Tiger!

Because of this, Huo Yuhao was able to be angry with the White Tiger Duke at will.

Even if it was Dai Huabin, who was the same age as him and his half-brother and the Duchess's brother, if he dared to talk to the Duke of White Tiger like this, Dai Hao would have a big ear in his ears.

But Huo Yuhao only did this on the few occasions when there were no outsiders, because he deeply understood that he wanted to save some face for the Duke of White Tiger.

Duke White Tiger can tolerate his disrespect because he has a guilty conscience and because he has to be worthy of himself.

And no one else cares about that.

Huo Yuhao didn't know what attitude he should choose towards the Duke of the White Tiger, he once thought that he would hate him to the bone, but when the Duke of the White Tiger put down his posture so much in front of him, he felt that his hatred was not so strong.

Forget it, so be it......

Huo Yuhao didn't think so much, recalling the smile on his mother's face before she died, he was a little relieved, let's just think that his mother and the Duke of White Tiger had already reconciled.

"Yuhao, what are you going to do in the future?" Just as Huo Yuhao was thinking, Duke White Tiger spoke again.