Douluo: Seven Kills Swordsman-Chapter 7 Return Journey-Book 69
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Chapter 7 Return Journey
2022-07-02 Author: Xueyingluo
Chapter 7 Return Journey
The evening breeze gently stroked the young man's face, and floated into the distance with a bit of shyness....
Standing on the wide sword body of his father's Seven Slaying Sword, looking at the forest under his feet, Chen Daochu couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion.
"Unexpectedly, the greatest wish of my previous life was so easily realized in Douluo Continent. I don't think any man can refuse the romance of flying with the sword..."
It wasn't until there was a down-to-earth touch under his feet that Chen Daochu recovered and found that he had already arrived with his father in the small town where he came.
Not far away, the previous coachman led the carriage and came to the two of them. He didn't ask much, but respectfully invited the father and son to get in the car.
After Chen Daorong nodded and motioned, the two got into the carriage one after another.
The coachman began to drive the carriage in the direction of Siren City.
In the carriage, Chen Dao had the intention to try his previous discovery at the beginning of the journey. He could see his father, who closed his eyes and rested on the opposite side, shook his head helplessly, converged his mind, and entered a state of cultivation.
The setting sun shone on the delicate face of the young man through the window of the carriage, making people feel a little dazzling.
...
At the beginning of the dust Dao, who had already ended his cultivation, he lay on the window of the carriage and looked at the brightly lit Siren City not far away, feeling as if he had been separated from the world.
Since he came to Douluo Continent, he has hardly been out of the house. This is the first time he has seen the night view of Siren City.
A bright moon hung high in the sky, and various shops and restaurants were neatly arranged on both sides of the street.
There is also a shop called "Zuichunlou" with a few women dressed up to the nines standing at the door, swaying and scratching their heads at people passing by....
"Why are there everywhere...", Chen Daochu was a little speechless.
Turning his head to look at the other side, there was a row of food stalls under the street lights, and there were more or less a few people around each stall, yelling one after another.
Looking at all this, for a moment, Chen Daochu even felt that he had returned to his previous life, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's nice to have a world without city management~"
...
Not long after, at Chen's house, a family of three were eating dinner at the dinner table.
Chen Daochu looked at his mother who kept picking vegetables for him, and then at his father who was eating silently with a bowl of white rice next to him. For a while, his heart was full of warmth, and he secretly vowed to protect his relatives in the future war. Good.
"It still needs strength. I don't know if I can stop the war in advance?Maybe you can try it, but the premise of all this is to have strength, and it is difficult to protect yourself without strength, let alone protect anyone."
Thinking of this, Chen Daochu's mouth was not slow at all. While he kept delivering the dishes that his mother had given him, he had to give it back to his father when he had time to order....
Whenever Chen Daochu brought him vegetables, Chen Daorong would secretly smile with relief.
Soon, after a family of three had finished eating, Chen Daochu was introducing his first soul technique to Xu Lingyun.
Hearing that his son's first soul ring came from a six-hundred-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 either, but glanced at Chen Daochu blankly.
Chen Daochu immediately said good things for his father knowingly. He felt that his throat was almost dry and smoking, and Xu Lingyun stopped angrily.
Seeing Xu Lingyun's silence, the father and son looked at each other and wiped the cold sweat that did not exist on their heads together.
At this time, Xu Lingyun spoke and said to Chen Daochu: "Tomorrow my mother will send you to the Siren Junior Soul Master Academy, right?It just so happens that the college has just started."
Hearing this, before Chen Daochu could speak, Chen Daorong said first: "The teacher there is no higher than the soul emperor. Besides, my son has the same martial spirit as me. Wouldn't it be better for me to tutor my son?""
Seeing his father take the conversation, Chen Daochu continued to remain silent. After all, he didn't want to go to any junior college to play house with a group of kids.
Although he didn't look big, he was in his teens in his previous life, and he was in his twenties in his two lifetimes.
"My son, you can teach him again during the holidays, so it will be good for him to know a few more friends.If you don't go to the college, do you stay at home with you every day, accompanied by your father who only has a sword in his eyes?"
Xu Lingyun glanced at her husband blankly, not without a good air.
Compared with practicing with Chen Daorong, going to school in a junior college can be said to be equivalent to a holiday.
Seeing Xu Lingyun's persistence, Chen Daorong softened and said, "Okay~_~, I will send my son to Siren Junior College tomorrow."
"What?Did I agree?Didn't you send me to the college?Why don't you ask me if I want to?"
Seeing that the two of them made a decision for themselves in a few words, Chen Daochu complained helplessly.
"In that case, Daochu, you should go back and rest early. You have been tired all day today.I'll send you to the junior college tomorrow,"
Xu Lingyun lightly gave his son an eviction order.
"I see, mom, then I'll go back first."
Chen Daochu was not as brave as his father, so he obediently responded, and brought the door to the room before leaving.
"You see how sensible my son is, can you let me save snacks."
"My son has suffered a lot in the past two years. If he can relax a little bit in the academy and have a complete childhood, you will know how to practice swords..."
Xu Lingyun looked at Chen Daorong as if he hated iron but not steel, and began a Tang Monk-style sermon.
Dust Dao Rong: "..."
Outside the door, Chen Daochu, who hadn't gone far, heard the voices of the two of them...Oh, no, only Xu Lingyun's voice, hurriedly accelerated his steps and walked to his own courtyard.
(End of this chapter)