Douluo: My mother is the time traveler

Six years ago, somewhere in the mountains of the Star Forest.

The setting sun dyed the mountains and fields red, and the raging mountain fires ignited the night.

King Chen could never forget that scene, nor could he forget the brothers from the same sect who drew swords against the gods. He could not forget the fact that in order to protect the sect members, he casually killed a ten-year-old plant-type soul beast and was immediately promoted to the title of Douluo Sect Master.

The fiery red mountains at sunset that day were not dyed red by the setting sun, nor by the raging demonic fire, but by the blood of hundreds of disciples of their Fengjian Sect!

The god-like evil dragon looked down at them, its scales cracked, lava-like divine blood covering its mountain-like body, one claw broken, and one wing with canyon-like sword marks.

It is a pity that this evil dragon has countless injuries, but none of them were given by them. There are tens of thousands of injuries on his body, but none of them are called Wind Sword.

Even though the other party had this attitude when they met, they were not taken seriously by the people of Fengjian Sect.

They no longer even knew what they were fighting. The black dragon was swimming under the starry sky, its god-like huge body hidden in the night, and there were three bright moons in the sky.

It was so powerful that the Dust Kings once thought they were fighting the entire sky.

Even if the sect master is promoted to a titled Douluo, he cannot stop the opponent even for a moment!

They saw their own weakness. It turned out to be so shockingly weak, but at that moment... King Chen chose to hold the sword.

They chose to hold the sword.

Even if death hits like a strong wind, the sound of their fighting is as loud as the sky and stops the moving clouds.

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As for how to come back alive... King Chen, dressed as a waiter, looked at the white-haired boy who led everyone into Fengjian Tower.

"Is it really okay?" Jade Linzhi turned back and glanced at the silent King Chen behind him.

King Chen understood immediately and looked arrogant: "Little Soul Emperor, what do you mean?"

A soul emperor who comes to book a restaurant in their restaurant, even if there is the shadow of the current crown prince of the Tiandou Empire behind him, what does it matter?

Since he is the savior of himself and others, he cannot be treated the same way.

Although it was just a word of kindness, after he accidentally shouted out the words that the young man told him, the evil dragon under the starry night actually responded!

"Go back and tell him that in this battle... you escaped."

Then, the demonic dragon seemed too lazy to annihilate everyone and disappeared under the night, leaving them, the surviving 'remnants' of the Fengjian Sect, in a state of confusion among iron and blood, swords and fire.

Although King Chen didn’t understand, he was greatly shocked!

What strange words did this demonic dragon that could easily destroy a country just say?

"Little Soul Emperor... didn't you just say that the Soul Emperor is great?" Oscar couldn't help but retort, he just couldn't stand this waiter who was a bit of a loser.

One second he was still quarreling with himself, but the next second he was talking to Yu Linzhi in a flattering manner.

"Isn't the Soul Emperor great? Could it be you? A little great soul master?"

King Chen used to be an orphan living in a slum. After he was six years old, he was adopted by the leader of the Fengjian Sect and named King Chen.

But don't think about how good-natured he is for a guy born in the slums.

"What do you mean by a little big soul master? You are the only waiter who has such a soft tone, why do you have that?"

"I can get you out of this restaurant."

"How dare you eat the leftovers of the Soul Emperor?"

"I am also the Soul Emperor."

King Chen's words were light and airy, but there was the sound of swords ringing on his body. The next second, Oscar jumped behind Dai Mubai.

Only then did Dai Mubai and others take a look at the young waiter.

The other party was in his early thirties, and he was already the Soul Emperor, and already had the strength of some of their Shrek teachers!

Yu Linzhi waved his hand: "Okay, we just have a meal, just find a private room. You don't have to kick your distinguished guests out..."

"Dignified guest? If that old boy hadn't given you so much money..." King Chen sneered.

Just then, a middle-aged man with a big belly appeared from the attic.

The middle-aged man was wearing gold and jade, and there was a big gold chain around his neck. He was very exaggerated, and said in a voice like a duck: "Oh, Mr. Chen Wang, I ordered a table of dishes, but I am waiting for you!"

He first glanced at the group of teenagers next to King Chen. The expressions on their faces did not change. They were smiling so much that they could squeeze out oil.

He didn't ask why there were other guests if he hadn't paid for the Fengjian Tower today.

That would be too cheap, and his purpose would not allow him to make such easy offending remarks.

"The Fengjian Tower has almost become a landmark in Tiandou City in the past few years. I didn't expect it to come to this rural place. Mr. Chen Wang, maybe you can come and have a drink and come to the private room to have something to eat with me?"

The fat man simply ignored Yu Linzhi and the others.

They are just a group of children who may have some relationship with Fengjian Sect.

King Chen had a ruffian air about him, and he didn't really want to talk to the fat man, but the person behind him was still a bit troublesome. "It doesn't matter, Mr. Guan, I'm not used to the food you ordered."

"Just call me Lao Guan. What would Mr. Chen Wang want to eat?"

King Chen pondered: "I like to eat leftovers."

"..."

"Mr. Guan, please help yourself. I want to take these guests to the private room." King Chen was too lazy to deal with it, waved his hands and shifted his position.

Letting the fat man stand where he was, Yu Linzhi glanced at him.

He has actually seen this person before.

When we were in Qian Renxue's village, the fat man followed a young man, and he took a look through the window on the second floor of the house.

Based on his memory, he would not remember the wrong person. This guy was someone close to Xue Qinghe, the current crown prince of the Tiandou Empire.

The crown prince's position may not necessarily be stable. This is a high-risk profession, not to mention that Emperor Xue Ye is now strong and strong, so he may not be a problem for a long time.

Rumor has it that Emperor Xueye didn't like how the princes looked at him, so he planned to bring out a few more.

After a little reasoning, it is not easy to conclude that this is Xue Qinghe adding chips to his fight for the country.

After all, it was once the fourth lower sect. Although the sect has dismissed its disciples to the outside world, it has been broken into pieces just because it is worried that the severely damaged sect will be targeted by hungry wolves with malicious intentions. Who knows now?

The scattered disciples of the sect were mixed up in the customs industry and found...

Hey, I'm having a pretty good life these days.

All those who survived that battle were powerful soul masters who dared to kill gods with swords, and among the more than a hundred sword masters now, there was also a titled Douluo who opened a grocery store in Tiandou City.

If this group of powerful soul masters who are now unfettered can be allowed to serve, let alone fight for the country's foundation, I am afraid they will dare to say to the old father, 'How can there be a prince who has been in the world for sixty years!'.

It is said that behind the Fourth Prince's Xue Beng lineage, a newly promoted Douluo named Poison died.

It almost made the prince cry.

"etc!"

Guan Fatty waved his fat hand and rushed over with his belly in his belly. Everyone turned to look at him and saw that his body was trembling with fat. The scene was extremely gratifying.

King Chen's intention was already obvious. How many of them stopped to agree?

"Little brothers, please wait! Old Guan can tell at a glance that you are talented..." When he said this, Fatty Guan's eyes just stopped at Lian Hongchen, who was carrying candied haws sticks, and he twitched the corners of his mouth and continued:

"It's fate that we met. Today, all your spending at Fengjian Tower will be attributed to me, Guan Mou!"

"But..." When the conversation changed, King Chen frowned at the side, wondering what this guy wanted to do.

"Can you keep today's leftovers for me...my manager loves this one."

"..."

Yu Linzhi took another look at the fat man and opened his mouth to say something, but found that he was unable to complain.

He felt that King Chen should give him a chance. This fat guy was also a talent.