Douluo Dragon God Sword Immortal

Chapter 1 Time Travel, Douluo Continent...

"Hey, this life is just like this. What's the point of living? Goodbye, this troublesome world." Ye Mengzu. (End of book)
(waking up again)
"? Where am I? What's wrong with me? Who am I? Ah, my head hurts. I look like...? Oh my god, why did I turn into a baby? Didn't I? Why did I appear here? . (For a high-quality college student in the 21st century, I don’t quite understand.)”

"Still, this is heaven. Yes, it should be heaven, but why is this heaven different from what I imagined? Why is heaven a forest???" (At this time, the male protagonist has a headache and feels like he has a brain (ー_ー)!!)

Suddenly, he felt a pressure coming over him, which pressed him so hard that he could hardly breathe, so he cried out "Wow".

"Who, who is there?" After a while, the baby saw three people coming in front of him. A man whose face could not tell the difference between male and female stood up and said: "Your Majesty the Pope, it is this little thing who is crying. He has no soul." beast."

The protagonist muttered mentally, "Your Majesty, the soul beast, could it be that I traveled to the Douluo Continent? Now it seems that this is the only reason that makes sense, so this person can't be Ju Douluo Yueguan."

"Oh? It's a baby?" came a clear and majestic voice.Then what appeared in front of Ye Meng was a beautiful face, exquisite and indescribable (in fact, I have no words), with bright red lips, bright teeth, bright eyes, good dimples, graceful appearance, and quiet appearance. Leisure...

Looking at the woman in front of him, Ye Meng was stunned. He didn't cry anymore and just stared at her. He knew that this should be the contemporary Pope Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong looked at the baby in front of her and said, "It's quite cute, but she said this in a very low voice, and Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo next to her didn't hear it." Although she was the pope, she must have authority, but She is a mother after all, and she also likes children.And Qian Renxue was born because of that kind of thing, so of course she would have a good impression of this baby.

"Bring him back to Wuhun Palace." The Pope gave the order, and Ju Douluo did not dare to disobey.So they returned to Wuhun Hall.

"Hmm... what name should I choose?" Because of the guilt towards Qian Renxue in her heart, she decided to let his surname be Qian, first name Yi Meng, and Qian Yi Meng. "Okay, little guy, from now on you will be called Qian Yi Meng." Bibi Dong also looked at the baby in front of her and showed a long-lost smile.

Six years later...

"Yi Meng, don't run away. If you lose your way, the Pope will not let me go." Ju Douluo shouted from behind Qian Yi Meng's butt. "I know, I will pay attention." A childish voice came from Qian Yimeng's mouth.At this time, Qian Yimeng's sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes were fresh and handsome, and there was a sea in his eyes.Even Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo couldn't help but sigh that there were such handsome children in the world.

He only heard "I *(a kind of plant)", Qian Yimeng didn't know what hit him, he looked up, it was a girl with golden hair, fair skin, delicate like a porcelain doll, beautiful Not to be tarnished.He knew that this should be Qian Renxue.

"You bumped into me and you still won't apologize?" Qian Renxue said angrily. "Oh, I'm sorry. I just bumped into you without noticing. I'm so sorry." Qian Yimeng said pretending to be pitiful.

Then Qian Renxue said: "Are you the child picked up by that woman?"

"Well, my name is Qian Yimeng. You must be my mother's daughter, Qian Renxue, the granddaughter of the great worshiper."

"Well, I didn't expect that you little guy is quite smart. You are six years old this year, it's time to awaken your martial soul. Today I am here to take you to awaken your martial soul."

Qian Yimeng looked back, not knowing when Bibidong came, but seeing his mother nodding seriously, he said "OK." Qian Renxue took a look at Bibidong and took him away.

　(I am also writing for the first time. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask, if there is anything wrong, please tell me, and if the writing is not good, please feel free to scold. This article may be larger and more adapted from the original work. I hope you can understand)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)