Douluo's coffin Douluo

Tiandou Empire, Xiangyun Province, Luoye Village.

In the vast woods, a gust of wind pierced through a bunch of green sea from top to bottom, and the leaves rustled as it passed, and slapped the river crack lying unconscious on the grass.

The whistling wind blew by, and several young and sharp fallen leaves swept across Jiang Li's face and slapped him in the face.

"Ah, who hit me?"

Jiang Li was in pain, and a carp rolled and jumped up, grinning and touching his slightly red and swollen face.

Except for the whistling wind, no one answered him, Jiang Li was stunned for a while, and then sat down with a slumped face, feeling hopeless.

"It's over, it's over, what about Douluo Dalu? Although I've heard of it, I haven't read this novel at all. I don't even know who the protagonist is. I'm at a huge loss."

Jiang Lie held his head, wanting to cry but no tears.

"Hey this is"

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment. He looked at his white and tender little hands and felt something was wrong. When he looked again, he felt like he was struck by lightning because he had traveled through time and became a six-year-old child.

Just when he fell into self-doubt, the appearance of a character attribute panel brought him back to reality.

Protagonist: Jiang Li

Age: six years old

Martial Soul: Unawakened

Grade: Unidentified

Equipment Items: None

System Status: Unchecked

Isn't it

Jiang Li blinked and collapsed instantly.

He thought that after traveling through time, he would be able to become famous and return to his hometown in fine clothes within ten years at most. Unexpectedly, he would need to grow up again from the age of six.

In other words, it will take at least 20 years for him to stay in this place.

Are you teasing him?

Jiang Li gritted his teeth, stood up, and shouted into the air, "Qingjun, Pig Nao, are you still there?"

After a long silence, an impatient voice rang out, "Why? I don't do after-sales service. If you have any problems, you can solve them yourself."

"Didn't you say that I would have some ultimate mission?"

Jiang Li took a deep breath and asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Haha, I'm afraid you are not living in a dream about the ultimate mission. Even if you know it now, how can you tell the truth? Only if you become a Titled Douluo can you be qualified to complete the mission and return to reality."

"Okay, goodbye if you have nothing to do. I am busy with business, so I won't chat with you. I will come back when you become a Titled Douluo."

After speaking, there was silence in the air.

"What kind of title Douluo? Hey, please speak clearly before you leave. I don't know the script yet. You haven't given me my golden finger yet."

"Hey"

Jiang Lie yelled angrily for a long time, but there was no movement, and he almost vomited blood.

This Qingjun didn't want to be too fake. When he was asked to sign up, he was so shameless and worked hard until he came in. He immediately turned his back and refused to recognize anyone.

Jiang Li looked around and saw that there was no one else but him. He wiped off his sweat, and the grief and indignation on his face finally turned into helplessness from the bottom of his heart.

"Forget it, it's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. The garbage system will ruin a person's life. If you don't want it, don't want it. I don't care about it."

Jiang Li stood up, only to realize that he was lying at the bottom of a hill just now, except for the dense forest in front of him, there were countless gravels and sand behind him.

Looking up, it was a ten-foot-high hillside, and there were countless thick vines hanging on the mountainside, and some of them were wrapped around his body.

"Hiss, it hurts."

Jiang Lie froze for a moment, tore off a vine on his arm, and couldn't help but twitch.

Only then did he realize that there were several bloodstains on his arms and body, and there were several holes in his clothes. As soon as the breeze entered, the scarlet wounds, large and small, would emit a faint smell of blood.

"Could it be that this body rolled down the hillside and fell to death?"

Jiang Li tore off the vines all over his body, as well as the green leaves hanging from his hair, feeling something was wrong.

Before he could react, a middle-aged man with a beard ran over there.

He has short black hair, coarse linen clothes, a tall beard and a slightly heroic face. He is obviously a middle-aged uncle, but he looks a bit dignified.

"small crack"

Jiang Lie froze for a moment, but before he recovered, the middle-aged uncle showed an expression of surprise, and then rushed over with a tiger pounce, hugging him with excitement on his face.

"Dad, you're such a big boy, you scared me to death. Fortunately, you didn't die, otherwise I wouldn't know how to deal with your mother."

"You, who are you?"

The small crack made Jiang Li lose his appetite and slipped from his arms.

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, and he grabbed his ears, his face full of surprise.

"You brat, you can't recognize me, right? I'm your dad."

"Go away, I am your father"

Jiang Li's eyes widened, his brain was disconnected for a moment, and he reacted in an instant, and he didn't want to go back directly.

"Hey, I see you are getting more and more arrogant. You dare to fight against me."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, seeing the wound on his body, without further ado, he carried the petite and helpless Jiang Li on his shoulders, turned around and walked away, cursing with a smile.

"Forget it this time, let's see if I don't clean you up when I go home."

"You let me go"

Jiang Li hung half of his body on his shoulders, head down, roared angrily, kicked his legs a few times, but couldn't break free from his restraint.

"Snapped"

A light slap was served on his buttocks, accompanied by the middle-aged man's laughing and cursing.

"Brat, please restrain yourself, I think you have been seriously injured, and your brain has been smashed."

"Ah, if you dare to hit me, I will ask Butler Liu to take care of you. Butler Liu, come quickly. If you don't come, the boat of our friendship will completely capsize."

After walking for a while, a woman happened to pass by. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, Jiang Po, isn't this the naughty guy in your family? He made some mistake this time and got caught by you again."

"Hey, this brat won't be in the house for three days, I'll just go home and clean up."

"Hahaha, the child is still young, so be gentle. He will be six years old in half a month. Can he awaken his martial soul? I don't think he will be staying at home for long. You two should be fine."

"Haha, just because he will leave in a few days, I have to fix him even more. If this kid is gone in the future, who else should I look for, hahaha."

Jiang Po let Jiang Li on his shoulders thump about with grief and indignation on his face, smiled at the woman, and walked away in his own way.

At night, lying on the bed, Jiang Li looked at the various white cloths wrapped around his body, especially the blood streaks spreading from the white cloths all over his body, and his body couldn't help but twitch in pain.

"I'm drunk. I just came across time and it's so difficult for me. How will I survive in the future?"

At this moment, a miniature electronic sound rang in the ears, causing ripples in the air without any emotional fluctuations.

"Ding, the check-in system is activated, would you like to check in on the first day in another world?"

"Well, as expected, although Goldfinger will be late, he will never be absent. I'll sign in."

Jiang Li was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly turned from worry to joy, and sat up from the bed suddenly, even if he pulled the wound on his body, he didn't feel much pain.

"Hey, check in successfully, you will get a Marrow Cleansing Pill, and the next time to check in is the Martial Soul Awakening Day."