NOVEL NEXT Douluo: Sword God of Seven Kills
Chapter 7 Returning
Chapter 7 Returning
The evening wind gently caressed the boy's face, and he drifted away into the distance with a bit of shyness...
Standing on the wide body of his father's Seven Killing Sword, looking at the forest under his feet, Chen Daochu couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion.
"I didn't expect that the biggest wish in my previous life would be realized so easily in Douluo Dalu. I don't think any man can refuse the romance of Yujian flying..."
It wasn't until the down-to-earth touch came from under his feet that Chen Daochu came back to his senses and found that he and his father had arrived in the small town when they came.
Not far away, the former coachman led the carriage and came to the two of them without asking any questions, but respectfully invited the father and son to get on the carriage.
After Chen Daorong nodded, the two got into the carriage one after another.
The coachman started to drive the carriage and headed in the direction of Siren City.
In the carriage, Chen Daochu wanted to try his previous discovery, but he looked at his father with closed eyes and rested his mind helplessly shaking his head, restraining his mind, and entered the state of cultivation.
The setting sun shone through the window of the carriage and shone on the young man's delicate face, which made people feel slightly dazzled.
……
Chen Daochu, who had already finished his training, lay on the side of the carriage window and looked at the brightly lit Siren City not far away, feeling as if he had passed away.
Since he came to Douluo Continent, he has hardly left his house. This is the first time he has seen the night view of Sea Demon City.
A round of bright moon hangs high in the sky, and various shops and restaurants are neatly arranged on both sides of the street.
There is also a house called "Zuichunlou" standing at the entrance of a few women dressed in fancy dress, swaying and gesticulating to passers-by...
"Why are there..." Chen Daochu was a little speechless.
Turning his head and looking to the other side, there was a row of food stalls under the street lamps, and each stall was more or less surrounded by a few people, shouting one after another.
Looking at all this, for a moment, Chen Daochu even felt that he had returned to his previous life, and he couldn't help sighing: "A world without urban management is so good~"
……
Not long after, at Chen's house, a family of three were having dinner at the dinner table.
Chen Dao first looked at his mother who kept feeding him food, and then at his father who was eating silently with a bowl of white rice next to him. For a moment, his heart was filled with warmth, and he secretly vowed to protect himself in the future war relatives.
"Strength is still needed. I wonder if we can prevent the war from happening in advance? Maybe we can try, but the premise of all this is strength. Without strength, it is difficult to protect yourself, let alone protect anyone."
Thinking of this, Chen Daochu didn't hesitate at all, he kept feeding the food his mother gave him, and even got some food for his father when he had time...
Whenever Chen Daochu brought him some food, Chen Daorong would secretly show a gratified smile.
Soon after the family of three finished their meal, Chen Daochu was introducing his first soul skill to Xu Lingyun.
Hearing that his son's first soul ring came from a 600-year-old soul beast, Xu Lingyun was happy and proud, but he also blamed Chen Daorong for letting his son take risks.
Chen Daorong didn't explain, but just glanced at Chen Daochu blankly.
Chen Daochu immediately spoke good words for his father knowingly, he felt that his throat was almost dry, so Xu Lingyun gave up angrily.
Seeing that Xu Lingyun remained silent, the father and son looked at each other and wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on their foreheads together.
At this time, Xu Lingyun spoke to Chen Daochu and said, "Mom will send you to the Siren Elementary Soul Master Academy tomorrow, right? It just so happens that the academy just started."
Hearing this, before Chen Daochu could open his mouth, Chen Daorong said first: "The teacher there is no higher than Soul Emperor, besides, my son has the same martial spirit as mine, wouldn't it be better for me to teach him at home?"
Seeing his father take over the conversation, Chen Daochu continued to remain silent, after all he didn't want to go to some junior college to play house with a group of kids.
Although he doesn't look very old, he was in his teens in his previous life, and the sum of his two lives is more than 20 years old.
"You can teach your son during the holidays, and it will be good for him to meet more friends. If you don't go to college, why don't you stay at home with you every day, and be with your father who only has swords in his eyes?"
Xu Lingyun gave her husband a blank look, and said in a bad mood.
Compared to practicing with Daoist Dust, going to junior college can be said to be equivalent to a vacation.
Seeing Xu Lingyun's persistent face, Chen Dao Rong opened his mouth and said softly: "Okay~_~, tomorrow I will send my son to Siren Junior Academy."
"What? Did I agree? Didn't you send me to college? Why didn't you ask me if I wanted to?"
Seeing that the two had made a decision for themselves in a few words, Chen Daochu complained in his heart a little helplessly.
"Since this is the case, Daochu, you should go back to rest early. You have been tired all day today. I will send you to the Junior College tomorrow."
Xu Lingyun lightly issued an order to chase away his son.
"I see, Mom, then I'll go back first."
Chen Daochu was not as brave as his father, he responded obediently, and closed the door behind him before leaving.
"Look how sensible your son is, can you save me some trouble?"
"My son has suffered a lot in the past two years. If you can relax a little in the academy and have a complete childhood, you will know how to practice swords..."
Xu Lingyun looked at Chen Daorong's expression of hating iron but not steel, and began to preach like a Tang monk.
Chen Daorong: "..."
Outside the door, Chen Dao, who hadn't gone far, heard the voices of the two... oh, no, only Xu Lingyun's voice, he hastily quickened his pace and walked towards his other courtyard.
(End of this chapter)
The evening wind gently caressed the boy's face, and he drifted away into the distance with a bit of shyness...
Standing on the wide body of his father's Seven Killing Sword, looking at the forest under his feet, Chen Daochu couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion.
"I didn't expect that the biggest wish in my previous life would be realized so easily in Douluo Dalu. I don't think any man can refuse the romance of Yujian flying..."
It wasn't until the down-to-earth touch came from under his feet that Chen Daochu came back to his senses and found that he and his father had arrived in the small town when they came.
Not far away, the former coachman led the carriage and came to the two of them without asking any questions, but respectfully invited the father and son to get on the carriage.
After Chen Daorong nodded, the two got into the carriage one after another.
The coachman started to drive the carriage and headed in the direction of Siren City.
In the carriage, Chen Daochu wanted to try his previous discovery, but he looked at his father with closed eyes and rested his mind helplessly shaking his head, restraining his mind, and entered the state of cultivation.
The setting sun shone through the window of the carriage and shone on the young man's delicate face, which made people feel slightly dazzled.
……
Chen Daochu, who had already finished his training, lay on the side of the carriage window and looked at the brightly lit Siren City not far away, feeling as if he had passed away.
Since he came to Douluo Continent, he has hardly left his house. This is the first time he has seen the night view of Sea Demon City.
A round of bright moon hangs high in the sky, and various shops and restaurants are neatly arranged on both sides of the street.
There is also a house called "Zuichunlou" standing at the entrance of a few women dressed in fancy dress, swaying and gesticulating to passers-by...
"Why are there..." Chen Daochu was a little speechless.
Turning his head and looking to the other side, there was a row of food stalls under the street lamps, and each stall was more or less surrounded by a few people, shouting one after another.
Looking at all this, for a moment, Chen Daochu even felt that he had returned to his previous life, and he couldn't help sighing: "A world without urban management is so good~"
……
Not long after, at Chen's house, a family of three were having dinner at the dinner table.
Chen Dao first looked at his mother who kept feeding him food, and then at his father who was eating silently with a bowl of white rice next to him. For a moment, his heart was filled with warmth, and he secretly vowed to protect himself in the future war relatives.
"Strength is still needed. I wonder if we can prevent the war from happening in advance? Maybe we can try, but the premise of all this is strength. Without strength, it is difficult to protect yourself, let alone protect anyone."
Thinking of this, Chen Daochu didn't hesitate at all, he kept feeding the food his mother gave him, and even got some food for his father when he had time...
Whenever Chen Daochu brought him some food, Chen Daorong would secretly show a gratified smile.
Soon after the family of three finished their meal, Chen Daochu was introducing his first soul skill to Xu Lingyun.
Hearing that his son's first soul ring came from a 600-year-old soul beast, Xu Lingyun was happy and proud, but he also blamed Chen Daorong for letting his son take risks.
Chen Daorong didn't explain, but just glanced at Chen Daochu blankly.
Chen Daochu immediately spoke good words for his father knowingly, he felt that his throat was almost dry, so Xu Lingyun gave up angrily.
Seeing that Xu Lingyun remained silent, the father and son looked at each other and wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on their foreheads together.
At this time, Xu Lingyun spoke to Chen Daochu and said, "Mom will send you to the Siren Elementary Soul Master Academy tomorrow, right? It just so happens that the academy just started."
Hearing this, before Chen Daochu could open his mouth, Chen Daorong said first: "The teacher there is no higher than Soul Emperor, besides, my son has the same martial spirit as mine, wouldn't it be better for me to teach him at home?"
Seeing his father take over the conversation, Chen Daochu continued to remain silent, after all he didn't want to go to some junior college to play house with a group of kids.
Although he doesn't look very old, he was in his teens in his previous life, and the sum of his two lives is more than 20 years old.
"You can teach your son during the holidays, and it will be good for him to meet more friends. If you don't go to college, why don't you stay at home with you every day, and be with your father who only has swords in his eyes?"
Xu Lingyun gave her husband a blank look, and said in a bad mood.
Compared to practicing with Daoist Dust, going to junior college can be said to be equivalent to a vacation.
Seeing Xu Lingyun's persistent face, Chen Dao Rong opened his mouth and said softly: "Okay~_~, tomorrow I will send my son to Siren Junior Academy."
"What? Did I agree? Didn't you send me to college? Why didn't you ask me if I wanted to?"
Seeing that the two had made a decision for themselves in a few words, Chen Daochu complained in his heart a little helplessly.
"Since this is the case, Daochu, you should go back to rest early. You have been tired all day today. I will send you to the Junior College tomorrow."
Xu Lingyun lightly issued an order to chase away his son.
"I see, Mom, then I'll go back first."
Chen Daochu was not as brave as his father, he responded obediently, and closed the door behind him before leaving.
"Look how sensible your son is, can you save me some trouble?"
"My son has suffered a lot in the past two years. If you can relax a little in the academy and have a complete childhood, you will know how to practice swords..."
Xu Lingyun looked at Chen Daorong's expression of hating iron but not steel, and began to preach like a Tang monk.
Chen Daorong: "..."
Outside the door, Chen Dao, who hadn't gone far, heard the voices of the two... oh, no, only Xu Lingyun's voice, he hastily quickened his pace and walked towards his other courtyard.
(End of this chapter)
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