I am the anchor in Douluo Dalu through time travel

Late at night, in the dark night sky, stars are shining brightly, and a bright moon hangs high in the night sky.

In the Holy Soul Village, a gentle breeze came, and several shrill wolf howls came from the distant hills, causing the barking of dogs in the village.

At Old Jack's house, Yun Ling, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at Old Jack, who was snoring.

After waiting for a while and confirming that Old Jack was still asleep, Yun Ling got out of bed, quietly walked to the stone table in the middle of the yard and sat down under the moonlight.

With a slight wave of the little fat hand, a holy mini angel appeared on the table.

Yun Ling stared at the little angel and tilted his head to look at the little angel.

The little angel also tilted his head and looked at Yun Ling.

"Are you an angel?" Yun Ling asked.

The little angel nodded, shook his head again, opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out.

This made the little angel become very anxious. He flapped his wings behind him, flew lightly to Yun Ling's forehead, and gently pressed against Yun Ling's head.

A majestic voice came from Yun Ling's mind.

"Hello, Master, Michael sends his regards."

Yun Ling's mouth opened in surprise, and he looked at the little angel in disbelief. Unexpectedly, this little guy turned out to be the legendary Battle Archangel Michael.

"Hello, may I ask why you became my martial spirit?" Yun Ling asked with a slight stutter.

Michael shook his head and replied in the sea of ​​consciousness: "I don't know, I was staying well in the God Realm, and suddenly I came to this place and became your guardian angel. Maybe it was for inheritance? "

As soon as the word inheritance appeared, Yun Ling's curiosity was immediately attracted.

Yun Ling asked Michael in his mind, what is the inheritance?

Unfortunately, Michael couldn't explain why. It seemed that his memory was also confused.

He didn't get the information he wanted, but Yun Ling didn't think much about it. After all, he was his guardian angel and would definitely not harm him.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. This is Yun Ling's life quote. He gently scratched his head and took Michael back.

Yun Ling yawned and crawled back to his little bed to sleep.

Three months passed quickly, and it was finally time to report.

Early that morning, Old Jack drove the carriage and took Yun Ling and Tang San to Notting City.

Along the way, Yun Ling was very excited and kept looking outside to enjoy the scenery along the way.

It's not far from Holy Soul Village to Notting City. In the original book, it took Old Jack and Tang San nearly three hours to walk. This time, with the presence of Yun Ling, and the fact that the village is getting richer and richer.

Instead of walking, we drove there by carriage, saving nearly two hours.

The military town city naturally has strict inspections. After the inspection, it is natural to enter the city of Notting.

"Fat Heng, you and Xiaosan must study hard after entering the academy. When the semester is over, grandpa will come to take you home for the New Year. This is the money grandpa has saved. You two should keep it for use. Don't starve yourselves." Like all parents facing separation, Old Jack was afraid that Yun Ling would be hungry, so he prepared a variety of food in the carriage.

Yun Ling looked at the food, which was estimated to be more than 30 kilograms, and couldn't help but frown, and glanced at Tang San, who was a little flustered.

He patted Tang San's shoulder angrily.

"Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and put it on your back? Otherwise, you won't be able to register in time."

Only then did Tang San come to his senses. Without saying a word, he picked up the food and stood in the carriage.

Yun Ling slapped his forehead and said helplessly: "We'll talk about it later, we haven't arrived at the academy yet."

Tang San didn't say anything, just grinned honestly.

Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is located in the west of Notting City. Old Jack drove the carriage and finally delivered the two of them to the door before lunch.

After the carriage stopped, Pang Heng and Tang San jumped off, and then waved to Old Jack: "Grandpa, you go back. We are at the place. Xiao San and I can report on it ourselves."

Old Jack chuckled and was about to say there was no rush.

Before he could speak, he heard loud shouting.

"What are you doing? Parking is not allowed in front of the college, don't you know?"

"Hillbilly, leave quickly and don't block the big shot. If you block some big shot, your dog's life won't even be enough to pay for it."

The sudden sound made Yun Ling frown and slap his forehead with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Damn, forget this. The concierge looks down on people. Douluo Dalu. Tang San gets slapped in the face for the first time. How could I forget that classic scene?" Yun Ling rubbed the long stick in his hand, We are going to start the live broadcast so that netizens can watch Tang San's first show-off slap in the face.

But before Yun Ling started the live broadcast, the concierge was not happy at all. He walked out of the concierge and pushed Old Jack to stagger. Fortunately, there was a carriage in the way, otherwise Old Jack would have fallen to the ground.

Yun Ling's eyes suddenly turned red. If there was anyone in the world that Yun Ling cared about the most, it was probably Old Jack.

Dragons have reverse scales, and Yun Ling's reverse scale is Old Jack.

Yun Ling waved the short stick in his hand and hit the concierge hard on the back of the head.

There was a "bang", and the concierge squatted on the ground, covering his head.

It was obvious that the beating was severe, and Yun Ling was like an angry little lion, hitting the concierge's head with the iron rod in his hand.

"If you dare to hit my grandpa, I will beat you to death."

Tang San was stunned. This was the first time he saw Yun Ling take action. Normally Yun Ling was just like a grown-up. He was always kind and gentle no matter who he was with. He didn't expect that his attack would be so ruthless.

"Okay, little guy, stop when you're angry. If you continue to hit him, you may beat him to death."

Hearing this familiar voice, Yun Ling's movements paused for a moment.

He stood up again and looked at the owner of the voice.

The owner of the voice had an indescribable temperament, with a tone of laziness and decadence. It was none other than Tang San's unlucky master, Yu Xiaogang!

Old Jack thought he had met some big shot, and was afraid that this incident would affect Yun Ling's admission to school.

Just as he was about to kneel down and beg for mercy, Yu Xiaogang used his soul power to support him.

"Old man, you don't have to be like this. I've seen this clearly. Our college was the first to be rude. Do you have your admission certificate?"

Old Jack quickly took out his enrollment certificate and handed it to Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang looked at the certificate, then shifted his gaze to Yun Ling, looking him up and down.

Then he looked at Tang San again, staring at Tang San carefully for a while.

Tang San looked puzzled for a while, not knowing why this man was staring at him, and subconsciously took a few steps towards Yun Ling.

Yu Xiaogang saw everything.

After a long while, he said, "It proves that it is true. Old sir, I apologize to you on behalf of the college for what happened just now. Leave these two children to me."

After saying that, Yu Xiaogang bent down and bowed to apologize. How could Old Jack dare to accept such a gift? He hurriedly hid aside and waved his hand, "No, no, no, we didn't bump into each other."