A young man who had just reached the crown in Lanxing woke up and found that he had actually traveled to the world of Douluo Continent in the novel.

Although he has some personal opinions on the content of the book Douluo Continent, and at the same time, there are some really puzzling places, and he has also thought about crossing into it, standing in the Martial Spirit Palace, marrying Qian Renxue, and establishing the Martial Spirit Empire. By the way, he abused Tang San again, scolded Yu Xiaogang, and collected the soul ring and soul bone of the 100,000-year-old rogue rabbit.

But when he really crossed over, he still had 100,000 alpacas galloping by in his heart.

Fabricated out of thin air, wanton imagination, everyone is angry with the big pepper and does not let the one-headed garlic, but if it is really the real time, in the face of real people, things, things, and scenes, who dares to say that they will be able to have the last laugh.

However, everything has come, and there is no way to go back, even so, it can only be that if you have come, you will be safe.

But he wanted to be safe, but he couldn't.

Because as a traverser, he has no illustrious background, no extraordinary skills, and no omnipotent system, and now he is just a newborn baby, and a baby without a father, only dependent on his mother.

The only thing to be thankful for is that I have watched the original book and the anime that has been broadcast.

However, blessings are not double, and disasters are not singular.

When he was three years old, the village where he lived was hit by another tide of beasts, and his mother died at the hands of soul beasts. Although he and some of the villagers survived with the help of the local Wuhun Palace, the sky and the earth are so big that there is no place for him anymore; There are thousands of lights, and there is no lamp left for him.

At this moment, he finally understood what it meant to be independent, and he was inseparable.

There is no house, no land, both parents are dead, and they can only beg for a living.

This, opening a bowl?

Why don't you find a temple monk?

But there doesn't seem to be a monk on the Douluo Continent.

Moreover, I don't have the same hair as Tang and Tang Dingchen.

At this moment, he has used what he has learned in this life to comfort himself.

Shun is born in the acres,

Fu said that between the plates,

The gum is lifted in the fish salt,

Guan Yi Wu is a scholar,

Uncle Sun Ao lifted in the sea,

Hundred miles of ridicule in the city.

So, with Ah Q's Spiritual Victory Method, he began to wander around.

Eating hundreds of meals, wearing hundreds of clothes, some people are enthusiastic about him, some people laugh at him coldly, I have seen the smell of Zhumen's wine and meat, and I have also seen frozen bones on the road.

People are warm and cold, the world is hot and cold, nothing more than this.

And so it was a year.

But on this day, the fifth enshrinement of the Martial Spirit Hall was dedicated to Guangling Douluo, and he sneaked out of the worship hall to play, and when he passed by, he seemed to sense something.

"Angel's breath."

Immediately, without saying anything, he took him back to Wuhun City.

--- dividing line---

Wuhun City, the temple of worship

Qiandaoliu and the other worshippers were talking about Guangling Douluo sneaking out, and the heavy door of the worship hall was suddenly pushed open, but it was only pushed open with his feet.

As the door opened, a smiling face poked in.

"Guangling, what, I'm willing to come back." Second, the enshrined Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Guangling Douluo and said.

"Second brother's words are wrong, the Martial Spirit Hall is my home, where can it compare to my own home." Guangling Douluo said without blushing at Golden Crocodile Douluo, and his heart was not beating.

"By the way, big brother, I ran away, ah, no, when I went out to run errands, I found that a child seemed to have the breath of an angel." Guangling Douluo then said to Qiandaoliu again.

Guangling Douluo has been in the worship hall for many years, and the angel god statue is standing in the worship hall, and he has known and intersected with the great worship Qiandaoliu with the six-winged angel martial soul for many years, so he is naturally familiar with the breath of angels.

"yes, where is that kid now?" Qiandaoliu asked.

"Just outside the worship hall, the girl of the Flame Eagle is looking at him."

Qiandaoliu wondered, the angel clan people would not go out easily, and even if they did, they would report to him, but no angel clan people had gone out recently.

(Personal opinion: It is impossible for the angel clan to pass on in a single line, there must be other clansmen, otherwise, even if the personal cultivation is high, it is impossible to firmly rule the Wuhun Hall for so many years.) )

(Just like the ninety-sixth-level Titled Douluo Sword Douluo Chenxin, the quality of his martial soul Seven Killing Sword is not weaker than that of Haotian Hammer, but his martial soul is a single line, so he failed to start a sect.) Even if he is the Optimus Bo Jade Pillar of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect and the Purple Golden Beam of the Sea, it is still Ning Fengzhi who is the master of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect after all. ）

"Then let him in." Qiandaoliu said.

And the child outside the door was indeed extremely shocked at the moment. Am I being taken to Wuhun City? I was brought here just now, and I looked like a child who had not grown up, but he still called himself an old man one by one, and it should be the fifth worship of Guangling Douluo in the Wuhun Palace.

This woman beside me seems to be Flame Eagle Douluo, the disciple of the Second Martial Spirit Hall who enshrines Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Just before he came out of the surprise of his first arrival in Wuhun City, there was a summons from the worship hall to worship Qiandaoliu.

Hearing the words of the Great Offering, Flame Eagle Douluo didn't dare to slack off, and immediately took him into the Offering Hall.

When Qiandaoliu saw this child, his pupils suddenly dilated, because in this child, he felt a strong angelic aura. Compared to Guangling Douluo, Qiandaoliu was naturally more sensitive to angelic aura, especially since this child still had the iconic blonde hair of the angel clan. Even in this child, he actually felt a sense of closeness in his blood.

"Don't be afraid, kid, how old are you this year?"

"Four."

"What's your name?"

"Feather."

"What's your last name?"

"There is no last name."

"No last name?"

"Yes, my mother only called me by my first name since I was a child, and never told me my last name."

"Well, where is home?"

"Tianyun City Shuangxiong Town, Wollongong Xiaozhangjiazhuang."

"Are there any other relatives in the family?"

"Nope."

Qiandaoliu nodded slightly, and then said, "Flame Eagle, take him down to have a good rest." ”

After Flame Eagle Douluo took that child away, Qiandaoliu couldn't understand the affinity in that child's bloodline, because he had only felt this bloodline affinity in Qianhiro and Qianrenxue.

The breath of an angel, the affinity of the blood.

In particular, the way that child looks at people is exactly the same as the way he looks at people and his son Chihiro.

Thinking of this, even if the heart is like water, the undisturbed thousand streams can't hold back the throbbing in the heart.

Then he ordered, "Come on, go and bring the Pope's living note for the sick child, the devil bear and the ghost leopard, you two will investigate the life history of that child today, and don't miss a single thing." ”