Douluo: I want to protect the Pope of Wuhundian

Where am I?Xue Chen opened his eyes and looked at this strange environment. He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound. He could only scream. He could make a sound, but it was like crying.

Xue Chen looked very confused and quickly thought of looking at what this was?But he couldn't hold it up for a long time. He raised his hand and looked over. It was not his own pale and thin hand, but like a baby's hand. . . . . .infant. . .baby?He tried his best to tilt his neck. Xue Chen had the urge to cry as his body was wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket.

It seems that I have traveled through time.

At this moment, Xue Chen thought of the last days in his previous life when he was in hospital due to pain and didn't want to live. He was really happy to be a child now, but he also thought that now that he was here, it would be good to start his life again and make peace with it.It would be great if there was a chance to return to the real world and start over where you wanted to be.

At this time, a gentle voice would talk to me from time to time. Although I couldn't understand her language, I could feel the tenderness and expectation in her tone. I was very happy because her mother was a very gentle person. .

As time went by, I grew up and became familiar with the world.

When I came to this world, I felt like I was in a sect in the world of martial arts. I saw buildings like the Glazed Tower and that my grandfather was one of the guardians. I didn’t feel it until I saw the little girl led by the sect leader walking towards In Grandpa's sword pavilion, I didn't notice it at first glance, but when I looked at it again, I thought, I've traveled to the Douluo world, and Ning Rongrong's title of "Little Witch" is no joke.

It took Chenxue a year to understand the language of this world. Later, Chenxue realized that this language is self-taught. His mother's name is Xuewan, his father's name is Chentong, and his grandfather is One of the two titled Douluo of Qibao Glazed Sect (elder), a level 96 titled Douluo, known as the most aggressive in the world (on the surface).His father named him Chenxue in memory of his mother.

This is another world called: Douluo Continent.It is said that everyone here has a magical ability called Wuhun.This world is extremely familiar to me, a time traveler.

The place where I was born is called the Qibao Glazed Sect, and my father, like my grandfather, has a level 89 Contra with the Seven Kills Sword martial spirit.It is said that the Qibao Glazed Sect is the richest sect in the entire Douluo Continent, ranking among the top three sects. The martial spirit passed down from generation to generation is the Qibao Glazed Tile Pagoda, which is the most powerful auxiliary martial spirit in the entire Douluo Continent.So we need the mainland’s number one offensive martial spirit to protect her. My mother is a level 78 auxiliary spirit saint, so my father protects my mother’s auxiliary martial spirit, Tianxianghua. Tianxianghua can bring about the effect of increasing all attributes of my father.Although my mother is not the Qibao Glazed Pagoda martial spirit, with the support of our family's grandfather and father of the Seven Kills Sword, no one dares to object.And dad will always protect mom,

There happened to be another child born with me. If my guess is correct, it was Ning Rongrong.

Then my parents taught me every day, if you awaken the Seven Killing Sword in the future, come and protect Rongrong!Don't let her get hurt at all!Otherwise, don’t blame your parents for killing each other out of righteousness!What dad means is what mom means.

Grandpa was even more ruthless and directly said that he would take care of all my future training so that I could have the strength to protect Ning Rongrong in the future.

"I...I haven't agreed yet! Don't you need my opinion?" Chenxue said with a pale face.

But in the world of Douluo, the woman who suffers the most in Douluo is the Pope Goddess Bibi Dong!Not only was she hurt by the scumbag, but also by her own teacher. In the end, her daughter was unwilling to recognize him.

She is the one I should be protecting, I don't want her to get hurt.I want to follow my heart and protect the people I want to protect, and if Rongrong does it, it's not impossible.

I haven’t started the hard training since I was born, so it’s okay, it’s not too miserable.

And what about the standard time-travel system? Late?Where are people?

……

Three years later!

At the age of three, I could already pick up an iron sword and perform a sword dance in the sword pavilion.Practicing sword skills.

Grandpa's training was simply inhumane, and my parents didn't care. They just said they were being kind to me.

Swinging the sword a thousand times, chopping the sword a thousand times, slashing the sword a thousand times, etc., you have to practice every day.

"Brother Xue, I'm here to play with you." A cute little girl ran from the door of Jiange, "It's the young sect master!" He bowed his hands and saluted. Although he didn't know etiquette, he should know the basics. "Just call me Rongrong. Dad, Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bones all call me that." He said with an unhappy look on his face. "You must scream too, otherwise I will tell my uncle and my aunt will say that you are bullying me."

"Okay, okay, okay, I surrender. Rongrong." The sword was stuck on the ground and he raised his hands in surrender.Rongrong immediately smiled happily.

"Who told you to stop!" A voice came from a distance, and I was immediately excited. I immediately picked up the iron sword and kept swinging it.

The person coming is none other than Sword Douluo, my grandfather. "Hello Grandpa Jian, I'm here to play with Brother Xue." Rongrong shouted happily when he saw his grandfather.

Grandpa came directly over and picked up Rongrong and said, "Rongrong is here. Has this brat bullied you? If he bullies you, let me deal with him. You have the final say here."

Rongrong gave me a sly look and said, "Yes, brother Xue just bullied me."

I shook my head helplessly, it seemed that she was still the same little witch.

I scratched my head and walked over: "Hello grandpa, I said I didn't bully her, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it. What's more, go ahead and practice more by yourself." Grandpa said when he saw me. "If you dare to bully Rongrong, you are capable."

"Yes, I went to practice swordsmanship."

"Brother Xue won't be angry. Grandpa Jian, you won't be too cruel to Brother Xue. He won't resent me." Rongrong said doubtfully.

"No, he doesn't dare and won't care. Besides, he doesn't practice. How can he protect you? Rongrong, do you want to train with your brother?" Grandpa asked expectantly.

"No, no, sword training is too hard." His head shook like a rattle.Then he jumped down and ran.

Grandpa saw Rongrong leaving but did not pursue him. He came over to me and asked, "How much sword skills do you have?"

"My body is like a sword, I'm probably good at handling swords, and I'm a little better at Wanjian Guizong."

"No soul ring can train like this. You are indeed very talented. I hope your martial soul will be the same as your father's. I came here to tell you something. Your parents were chosen by gods and told me that they could become divine envoys. Go to the God Realm. I am now a level 97 Titled Douluo, and I have not told anyone." Grandpa looked at me and said.