Douluo: I didn’t want to become a god, but I actually became a god

Chapter 290 Jealousy changes me beyond recognition (page 12)

"call--"

The little figure wrapped in white walked on the white snow, leaving only a series of small footprints like holes behind her.

The cold wind was howling, but the owner of the small figure didn't seem to notice it.

Even though her face was red from the cold and the white breath she exhaled dissipated in an instant, she still walked forward tenaciously, as if there was something she had been waiting for for a long time - or someone?

Suddenly the girl stopped and squatted on the spot, pushing away the pure white snow in front of her with her two small hands, as if she was sure that there was what she had been thinking about.

His fingers were red from the snow and the temperature here, and his body, which was gradually losing its temperature, began to feel numb.

A faint tingling sensation came from the fingertips, but the movement did not stop, even though it was much slower than at the beginning.

But in the end, it's still going on.

Time moves forward quietly, and the dream owner who has a God's perspective and already knows that this is his dream will think that the snow and movements will remain unchanged from now on.

Everything has changed.

Under the soft snow that had been pushed aside, there was a trembling purple sapling that was trying its best to break through the cold ice and snow environment.

familiar……

Her subconscious was clamoring for her familiarity with this sapling, as well as the inexplicable overwhelming sadness.

The perspective of the owner of the dream hanging high in the air overlaps at a certain moment with the perspective of the girl squatting in the snow, and so does his state of mind.

The words that were about to come out of her chest and mouth seemed to be about to be spit out, but she could never remember the name, the name that she should remember...

——“…!”

The moment he called out that name, the owner of the dream, Yu Yuyi, also woke up from that desolate dream.

It was as if she had not recovered from her heart palpitations, her breathing was short and heavy, and her eyes that had just opened were filled with confusion and panic that had not yet dissipated.

"Hmm...Yiyi? What's wrong? You're...yawning. Is it a nightmare?"

Looking at Xiao Wu, who was still awake and obviously drowsy, but still worried about her to the point that she wanted to get up and crawl to her side to comfort her, Yiyi's dazed expression began to change slightly.

She seemed to have just remembered where she was.

After looking at the familiar surroundings for a moment, she responded to Xiao Wu's words, "It's okay, Xiao Wu, just go back to sleep." Yiyi raised her eyes and looked out the window at the still dark sky, forcing herself to smile. "It's still early, so I'll go find Dad and the others first. After all, today is the opening ceremony."

"...Okay...huh..."

Xiao Wu, whose perception was not yet fully awake, naturally missed Yiyi's emotions that were not well concealed.

With Yiyi's persuasion, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

As for Yu Yuyi, after calming down her overly agitated mood.

When she was awake and thinking about the name she wanted to call out, the name she couldn't call out in her dream seemed so clear now.

Obviously all she wanted to say was the word 'Jianmu'.

Although it's not clear why there is Jianmu in her dream, which is very similar to the place where she found the mark before, but she can still dream of Jianmu accompanying her and Douluo, so it shouldn't be a big deal for her. Bad thing...right?

Yiyi is not sure.

But now I can only persuade myself in this way.

Soon, with the expectations of almost everyone, the five-year continent-wide elite soul master academy competition began.

The opening ceremony was unimaginably grand and grand, and the surrounding audience seats were already overcrowded a few hours before the scheduled start time.

Not to mention some spectators who were outside the venue and did not buy first-hand tickets.

The age and status of the audience are not limited to those in power from the royal family or aristocracy, but there are also some young boys and girls who are pregnant with their youth.

After all, according to the data from more than ten years ago, the total number of soul masters in the entire continent is only around six figures, which is enough to attract the attention of families and sects eager to expand their power, or some young boys and girls who are just beginning to have romantic interests, to pay attention to this rare event.

Some of them are eager to find outstanding talents in this competition. Even the two royal families of Tiandou and Xingluo are not exempt from this. Wuhun Palace even recruits a group of soul masters who have reached the finals every year. Signs; some are eager to find a suitable husband, or a soul master who is the best among people...

And Yu Yuyi, nine students from Shrek Academy including Dai Mubai, and four alternate members from Lanba Academy, are among the people who are watched and expected by these audiences, and they think they will be the future husband.

Oscar rubbed his arms through his clothes with some discomfort, "I always feel that the gazes around me are too intense."

"I feel the same way." Dai Mubai, who was also glanced up and down by the searchlight-like gaze, frowned irritably.

Ma Hongjun bit an apple and said vaguely: "Is there any? Could it be that Boss Dai is too sensitive?"

"No, it's definitely not an illusion!"

Oscar's five senses have improved by leaps and bounds under constant training. It can be said with absolute certainty that the nakedness he felt that made him want to take his sight away was not an illusion.

The strange thing is that every time he turns around to look for the owner of those eyes, he can't find those wandering eyes.

This is called Oscar's rare irritability.

But this is inevitable. After all, the temperament and appearance of their group are obviously different from ordinary people due to their high soul power and high level.

Among them, the handsome Oscar and Dai Mubai naturally became the best candidates in the eyes of these viewers with ulterior motives. Their naked eyes, concealed by the crowd, glanced back and forth at these people who were obviously of extraordinary temperament.

Dai Mubai, Tang San and others who were taller and acted as flower protectors to protect the girls could not escape these looks.

But Yiyi felt okay. After all, she was the "concave" one among the group, and she was protected in the center by the others. Naturally, she was not seen, let alone being looked at like that.

She was still interested in seeing the people setting up stalls at the entrance of the arena.

"Yiyi, Yiyi! Look at that!"

"Um, what?"

Yiyi followed the direction of Xiao Wu's finger and looked at a small, well-displayed stall.

Unlike other vendors, which are filled with excellent-looking food and drinks, this vendor is simply furnished. There are only a few dolls on it, the most obvious one is the swan doll in the middle. Next to it is a short, clumsy and cute little white tiger with small wings. On the other side is a cute little angel-like little girl with blond hair and blue eyes who also has wings.

If you were to put any one of them alone, no one would think of anything.

But when the three are placed together, in front of the gate of one of the venues for the competition jointly organized by the two empires and Wuhun Palace, people can't help but think too much.

"These dolls are so cute! I just don't know what they mean?" Xiao Wu held her face in her hands, looking at the only chubby, cute little white tiger among them with a girlish heart, and wanted to step forward excitedly.