Douluo: My mother is the time traveler

When Shouyang returned to the dungeon again, the six secret rooms below that originally sealed the six divine fruits were empty.

There was a huge shock in his head, and a woman was lying in the middle of the dungeon. It was Bingyue whose armor and stomach had been removed.

Huo Wanwan turned around, put his hands in his pockets, and walked home as if nothing had happened, with the appearance of a young girl that should be slender.

I had seen the scenery on the street for several years and had nothing to say. On the way home, I heard a woman's voice.

"Kill his horse, kill his horse, why are you trying to back me off?"

There was a woman on the street, stretching her neck and shouting. She was sitting next to the black flag, and a bunch of old men were pointing and pointing.

"Baby, you don't understand, this is the way to go."

"This is my move to step on the horse!"

She was chirping, looking very angry, but those people didn't listen to her, and shamelessly helped her go away.

Huo Wanwan looked there expressionlessly.

After about ten minutes, Huo Ling'er put away the chessboard and angrily drove away a group of stinky chess players.

"Stop playing, stop playing, I can't even make a single bet."

"Why are you so stingy? My son bought this chessboard for me. Why are you leaving it here for you to play with? You asked your son to buy it for you."

"Go away, go away, you can't stand this anger."

She turned around and saw Huo Wanwan standing behind her.

"I'm back Wanwan. Where did you go to play?"

"I want to go see my cousin, but there is a notice posted at his hospital saying he is out. I don't know when he will be back."

"Ang, the royal city has been uneasy recently, so stop running around."

"Isn't it the same for aunt? She always runs away and no one is around."

The two aunts and nephews looked at the sky and saw that it was dinner time, so they walked home together.

Facing Huo Ling'er, Huo Wanwan was still very respectful, and now he was even more respectful after taking back the power stored in the Black Ice Platform and absorbing the power of the other six pillar gods.

"It was clear that I was playing chess just now, but I moved my cannon at the beginning, and all the rest were taken away by those bad chess players. In the end, I lost because of the cannon I moved at the beginning!"

Huo Ling'er was angrily talking here and there, and Huo Wanwan could only nod her head to deal with her.

"Wanwan, you're not young anymore. Do you want to find a husband for you?" Huo Ling'er's topic jumped a lot.

Huo Wanwan looked like she didn't want to pay attention to her: "I'm only fifteen years old..."

"What's the matter? When other people see my aunt, they think she is 16 or 17 years old. Who would have thought that my son is already 16 or 17 years old?"

"..."

"Oh, by the way, I suddenly remembered that when you were a child, you said you wanted to marry your cousin when you grow up." Huo Ling'er laughed happily.

Now Huo Wanwan could no longer remain calm, and became a little anxious, with a slightly red face: "Xiao, I was ignorant when I was a child, so I'm just talking nonsense."

She thought for a moment, looked at Huo Ling'er, and asked, "Auntie, why does it seem like you haven't aged..."

More than ten years have passed, and the Huo Ling'er in Huo Wanwan's impression has not changed at all.

Even a titled Douluo can't do it.

Huo Wanwan was really curious. This doubt had been stuck in her heart. When she asked this question, she didn't know if Huo Ling'er would answer her.

"This, it's a bit hard to explain. Actually, aunt, I am an immortal witch. Do you believe it?"

Huo Wanwan nodded expressionlessly: "Then you have lived for many years?"

Huo Ling'er flicked the little girl's forehead. Huo Wanwan felt pain and covered it with both hands.

"I am your aunt. I was born in 1148 in the Douluo calendar. I am only thirty-seven years old this year. What a mess after living for so many years."

She smiled and said, Huo Wanwan felt that she looked like the same person when she smiled. After thinking about it, she found that she looked like her cousin Yu Linzhi. It should be said that Yu Linzhi smiled like her.

Back in the market, a woman was holding a one-year-old child in her arms, coaxing the child gently, then coaxing the child to sleep and placing the child on a small bed beside her.

The woman is the daughter-in-law of an old man next door to the grilled fish shop. Her son was drafted into the army six months ago, leaving behind his newborn child, his wife, and an elderly man.

Huo Shan saw that their family was in trouble, so he asked his wife to come to the grilled fish shop to help, so that his family could have food to eat.

The woman was very grateful to Huoshan's family and worked diligently.

But as soon as she put the child down and ran to the kitchen to wash the dishes, the child started crying again.

She hurriedly came out, but saw that the child had stopped crying.

Because it was Huo Ling'er who came back, she picked up the child and teased her. Huo Wanwan, who was standing by, also leaned over to take a look.

"My boss, I'm causing you trouble."

The woman felt a little guilty, Huo Ling'er waved her hand, then stretched out a finger to touch the child's fleshy face.

The child stopped crying when he saw Huo Ling'er. Instead, he was laughing and trying to grab Huo Ling'er's fingers.

"Ayi, ah——"

The child kept laughing and making incomprehensible noises. Huo Ling'er saw the child laughing and also laughed, her eyebrows creasing in laughter.

"Ayi Ayi screams, I will call you Ayi."

…

Qibao City.

Just like Blue Dragon City is the tributary city of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex Family, as one of the three upper sects and one of the most powerful forces on the mainland that has had good relations with the Tiandou Royal Family for generations, Qibao City is the tributary city of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

In recent days, the most noteworthy thing in the city is nothing more than the wedding in a few days of Ning Rongrong, the daughter of the head of the Qibao Glazed Sect and their little princess in the city.

The marriage between Wuhun Palace and Qibao Glazed Sect was one of the most talented people in Wuhun Palace. Almost everyone in the city was congratulating the newlyweds.

One team after another marched into the city from all directions.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the most powerful soul power in the soul master world, because it is the marriage of two powers that stand at the top of the continent.

This marriage is not allowed to be disrupted.

There are probably no less than five titled Douluo present!

Those titled Douluo who were like legends in the past can finally get a glimpse of their faces for the people below!

In the Qibao Glazed Sect, half are happy and half are sad.

"Damn it, our little princess is actually getting married!"

"I don't agree with this marriage. How can the little princess get married? She will always be the little princess of our sect!"

"I'm a handsome man, a talented woman, how can you, a monster, disagree with me?"

Looking into the city from the streets of Qibao City, there is a huge building towering in the clouds like a giant beast. The people living there seem to be completely different from the people below.

At a fireworks venue in the city, the madam looked at the three men entering the door.

A wild blond nobleman, a plump and handsome young man with blue hair, and a red-haired military ruffian who doesn't know whether he is fat or strong.

The madam licked her lips, wishing she could not be thirty years younger, and shouted:

"Girls, come to pick up the guests!"

The blond noble man stopped him and said, "No need to call me girl, we are just passers-by."

"If you are a passerby, you are no longer a guest. If you are a guest, we will accept you."

"We are here to find someone." The blue-haired young man said gently.

The madam looked alert: "You three, are you all looking for the same girl?"

Her girl may not be able to bear it. Does she want to use her sword again?

"I came here to find a bitch..."

The three of them walked past a private room, but the madam couldn't stop her even if she wanted to. Finally, they watched the three of them kick open the door of a private room.

As soon as they entered the door, they thought they would see a very drunk Oscar, but instead they saw a bearded man holding a small wine glass, bringing it to his mouth and licking it. He drank heavily because of the alcohol.

Oscar was startled by the kicked-in door. He still held the wine glass in his hand and looked over:

"Boss Dai, Fatty, and... who are you?"

Dai Mubai's face hurt: "Rong Rong is getting married, and you're still drinking alone?"

Oscar said weakly: "She didn't send me an invitation, so it wouldn't be right for me to attend rashly."

"Bitch, you are still not a man, Rongrong is marrying someone else!" Ma Hongjun had an extra scar on his face and looked much more fierce than before.

"If it rains, my mother will get married. She will get married even if I am not a man..." Oscar looked confused.

The next second, he was punched hard in the face, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and he flew backwards and hit the wardrobe.

"Bang--!"

The madam screamed in surprise, and Tang San gave her a gold soul coin. Not long after she was happy, he put away the gold soul coin, gave her a silver soul coin, and asked her to leave first.

Dai Mubai went up and lifted up his collar. With this punch, Oscar became much more normal.

His face was full of tears.

Dai Mubai smiled.

"I thought you really didn't think it mattered, so there's really nothing we can do."

"I was hurt by your punch."

"Don't you feel useless? Rongrong is getting married today, and you are in this brothel. You want to get drunk, but the drink is too spicy and you can't get it down your throat. It's like a joke."

Oscar's expression became ferocious: "Who said I can't drink? Fatty, bring me the wine. I'll show you how drunk I am today!"

Some people are like this, with a broken heart and still talking nonsense. They have ridiculous self-esteem and don't want to be pitied by anyone.

"Stop making trouble, Xiao Ao, are you unwilling?" Tang San sighed.

Oscar wiped away his tears. As a result, he wiped away more and more tears. His fists were clenched and his nails had already dug into his palms.

He choked and said: "Mistress, Rongrong, Rongrong told me to leave here and stop coming to see her. She is getting married."

"What did she tell you?"

"She said it while crying."

Dai Mubai smiled and put him down: "Let's go."

"Where to go?"

"Go and ask Rongrong if he is willing to leave with you."

…

Today is a day of joy and celebration in the Qibao Glazed Sect. The carriages, horses and guests of various major forces have not stopped since this morning.

Put up lanterns and streamers, beat gongs and drums.

The huge bell in the city rang, and another moment passed.

The faces of those who came to congratulate each other were full of enthusiasm. The steward in front of the sect accepted the gifts from all parties and greeted them with a few words to guide them inside.

There are always people in the sect to entertain people, and as the sect leader of the three upper sects, the people he receives are naturally not ordinary wealthy businessmen.

He looked at the beautiful lady in front of him and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that His Highness the Pope is here too."

"Xie Yue is also my apprentice. Why can't I come when my apprentice is getting married?"

Bibi Dong glanced at the commotion below: "I heard that the young master of your sect had a little lover before?"

Ning Fengzhi's smile did not change: "My little girl is just in love, how can she understand love?"

"For the benefit of the sect, even the happiness of his own daughter can be sold as goods. Sect Master Ning can run the Qibao Glazed Sect into the richest sect. He is really a good businessman."

Ning Fengzhi did not refute, looking at the heavenly beauty in front of her, she just shook her head:

"She will be happy."

At this moment, a young soul master dressed as a Wuhun Palace guard ran up, looking panicked.

"What's the matter?" Bibi Dong glanced at it.

"Reporting to the Pope, Lord Xie Yue and Lord Hu Liena, something happened on the road. Someone in the wedding team was causing trouble!"

"What's going on?"

"Yes, two people, one old and one young, ran out for some reason and got into a fight with the wedding team."

"Two people? Isn't Juhuaguan with them? What is he doing?"

"That old man is Lord Poison Douluo. He stopped Lord Ju Douluo."

"So it was the remaining young man who stopped the golden generation of our Wuhun Hall by himself?" Bibi Dong looked condescendingly at the guard who reported the news.

The pressure increased suddenly, and the guard wanted to kneel down immediately, but he still nodded and answered under the pressure: "That person, that person is also a Soul King, but his fighting power is amazing, and he is suspected to be a disciple of the Haotian Sect."

At this time, there were sudden noises in the distance, shouting for fire and so on. Many people ran outside, and many people ran towards the panic place.

"What happened? Go put out the fire!"

"There, that's where the banquet is being prepared. There's no one there yet."

"Water type soul master, are there any water type soul masters?!"

At this moment, another building burst into flames.

The scene was chaotic, and the VIPs were not as calm as they were at the beginning. Many people looked at this scene with the eyes of a theater actor.

It seems that someone doesn't want this wedding to be successful.

The sect personnel who were in charge of order went one after another to find the source of the fire.

Bibi Dong looked at this scene, then glanced at Ning Fengzhi, who was always calm, and said, "Sect Master Ning, don't you have anything to say?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled gently: "Let the Pope laugh. Some little guys like to make noise. After all, the little girl is getting married, so it's good to have some fun."

How could he not know what they wanted to do, but it was meaningless after all.

If it were a peaceful time, Ning Fengzhi wouldn't mind Rong Rong staying with his beloved, but in today's troubled times, he can only be that evil person. He doesn't need to pray for Rong Rong's happiness, he just hopes that Rong Rong lives.

At that time, he also thought about breaking the shackles of the sect and pursuing the figure in his heart, but the shackles on his body were too heavy, making the young Ning Fengzhi breathless.

The seven sufferings of life are birth, old age, illness, death, love and separation, resentment and hatred, and not being able to ask for what you want. This is the only category of not being able to ask for.

"Ling'er asked me to bring you a message."

Bibi Dong hugged her chest and said, now that she hears the name Huo Ling'er, Ning Fengzhi's heart still trembles.

"She said that you live like a puppet and are always self-righteous. You actually wanted to pursue her back then. It was not your turn even in Lunji'an."

After saying that, Bibi Dong turned around and left. If Huo Ling'er hadn't asked her to do it, she wouldn't have even bothered to pay attention to the guy with the mask on his face.

Ning Fengzhi lowered his head, his glasses reflected the white light, and he couldn't see his eyes.

There was already a commotion outside, and there was chaos everywhere.

"Uncle Gu..."

"What's wrong, do you regret it? I just said that we shouldn't stop Rongrong and that guy. Although he is a support system, Lao Jian and I both think he is a good guy..."

"Go and see if Rongrong is frightened by the noise outside."

This was not to see if anyone was scared, but to monitor and see if anyone took advantage of the chaos to take Rongrong away.

No matter what tricks the other party has, as long as they keep an eye on Ning Rongrong, it's just a farce.

They were just about to go to Rongrong's boudoir, but at this moment, a large group of people came over and stopped them.

"Sect Master Ning, Your Majesty Bone Douluo, I do not agree with this wedding!"

The man ran over with an angry look on his face. The surrounding guests noticed the movement, and the noisy scene became strange.

"Rong Rong and I have known each other since we were young, and we are deeply in love. Why would you marry Ron Rong to someone else? I don't accept it. Sect Master Ning, Your Majesty the Bone Douluo, I want to marry Ron Rong as my wife!"

If it were an ordinary person, he would just send him away casually, but this person was the most distinguished person among the guests.

King of the Star Luo Empire.

Dai Mubai shouted loudly, his face turning the color of pig liver due to anger: "Do you know how much I love Ning Rongrong!"

Bitch, that's all I can help you with.