Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

"What's different?"

"He's good... he's just different."

"Is a mere mortal person worth your so much concern?"

"Auntie, you don't know, the laws of this world are very chaotic, a complete mess. It took Dong'er and me several hours to readjust to the laws of this world. If it weren't for Yan'er's mother..."

Dong Baobao succinctly explained how he had just arrived in this world, which also helped Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena understand the origin of the bond between Dong Baobao and Yan'er, mother and daughter.

“Baby, you need to place the jade bracelet on her forehead so that I can use my divine magic across realms,” said Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena.

"Yan'er, come here quickly." Dong Baobao waved.

"Okay." Yan'er obediently came to Dong Baobao's side.

next moment.

The moment the divine jade bracelet touched Yan'er's fair forehead, a powerful divine sense surged forth, scanning her body. Finding nothing strange or unclean, it then inscribed the Myriad Spirits Comprehending Divine Art deep within this mortal's mind.

........

Half an hour passed.

After Yan'er gradually adapted to the all-knowing divine magic, she finally opened her slightly sore eyes.

At this time.

Yan'er also noticed the book that Dong Baobao had been reading before; the tadpole-like characters on that book were no longer complicated or difficult to understand.

From her perspective.

The tadpole-like characters have been transformed into understandable characters.

How to win your father's most love amidst complex family relationships?

"Does the baby lack fatherly love?" Yan'er wondered to herself.

She was cautious and didn't ask any questions, instead pretending not to see anything.

the other side.

Under Dong Dong'er's guidance, Yan'er's mother painstakingly used various soul tools and modern technology to successfully prepare a table of delicious and visually appealing dishes.

To be honest, even though Yan'er's mother wasn't stupid, it was really difficult for her to learn how to use so many soul tools and modern technology in such a short time.

Besides.

She had to ask Dong Dong'er about many ingredients, otherwise she wouldn't know how to process them at all, such as the soul beast meat in the specially made refrigerator soul tool that exuded the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

These things, which are obviously not simple, would have left her completely clueless without Dong Dong'er's guidance. She wouldn't even know how to make a knife, let alone cook a delicious and visually appealing meal.

Of course.

Dong Dong'er was so thoughtful because she was not used to the food in this world.

This world is different from the past. Only by teaching the mother of the child can she avoid being forced to eat the food of this world in the future.

"Baby, what are you doing? Dinner's ready!"

"You naughty Dong'er, I'm here! Don't you dare steal any food!"

"Who would steal food? Do you think I'm like you?"

"What are you looking at? You should eat too."

"Then I won't be polite, enjoy your meal!"

"Don't eat so fast, there's still some left in the pot."

I don't know why.

Yan'er's mother felt a warm feeling at the scene. She reached out and wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, patiently taking care of the three little girls in front of her.

Chapter 717, Don't worry, I will help her.

After a noisy dinner.

Yan'er's mother quietly cleaned up the dishes by herself, while Dongbao and the other two rushed into the room to play the card game Dou Dizhu.

Although it was Yan'er's first time playing cards, she was not only good at reading people, but also quick-witted, and she quickly learned the rules of the game.

At first, she mostly lost, then she lost more than she won, and later she basically won all the time, but occasionally she would deliberately throw a game to lose.

In Yan'er's opinion, this card game is very simple. Apart from the essential luck, it also involves counting the cards in the opponent's hand, and she has a slight talent for this.

Yan'er knew very well that constantly losing would only make people look down on her. She had to show her value in order to be respected by Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er.

Yan'er is very smart, she has been smart since she was a child, a hundred times smarter than her mother. She knows how to read people's expressions, assess situations, and make use of everything around her that she can.

But she is not without feelings; she cares deeply about her family, and the only person she cares about right now is her mother.

I don't know how much time passed, but the three little ones must have been tired from playing. They snuggled together and fell asleep.

Logically speaking...

Yan'er was not qualified to enter the room, much less to stay with Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er, but she was far too precocious, not at all like a six-year-old child.

Under Yan'er's deliberate guidance, the young Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er reluctantly began to treat her as a friend, a friend who was good at playing the card game Dou Dizhu.

In a society where moral values ​​and beliefs are not distorted, the world of normal children is simple and pure, without many families or differences in social status.

Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er grew up with Dong Qing and were instilled with correct values ​​from a young age. They never looked down on Yan'er because of her status or position.

of course.

If Yan'er only knows how to flatter and fawn without demonstrating her own value, like the powerful and wealthy people in other worlds who only use various means to please Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er...

Then.

"You're just a mortal" is probably what Yan'er hears most often, and the three of them would never get together to play card games.

Fortunately.

When Dongbao and Dongdong'er first came into this world, Yan'er's mother unexpectedly created a good communication environment for Yan'er.

Otherwise, given Yan'er's own status and position, she would never have had the opportunity to come into contact with noble ladies like Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er.

"Click..." The sound of the door being gently pushed open.

Yan'er's mother looked at the three little ones sleeping together on the beige bed, and then at the soft blue quilt that they had kicked to the foot of the bed with their little feet.

She gently stepped forward, picked up the quilt, and covered the three little ones tightly, so that they wouldn't accidentally kick it away in the middle of the night.

After doing all this, Yan'er's mother glanced at the three little ones sleeping soundly, then slowly closed the door and walked out of the villa to the open space.

"Yan'er has been with me all these years, traveling around, and has never had a good night's sleep. I hope that in the next two months, she can sleep soundly every night."

Yan'er's mother held a sword in her hand. It was a very beautiful sword with a faint pink aura emanating from its blade.

A salamander is engraved in the middle of the hilt, and a lotus flower is engraved at the end of the sword. A short sword is hidden in the middle of the hilt, with a hollowed-out tip and three straight blood grooves on each side of the blade.

The reason why Yan'er's mother was still holding a sharp sword and guarding outside the villa in the middle of the night, instead of following Dong Dong'er's arrangement to find a room and sleep peacefully, was because...

The reason is not complicated. She was unaware of the villa's defense mechanisms, which made it impossible for ordinary people to break in, not even titled Douluo.

"Six years have passed since we left the Net... Can Yan'er and I really be free?" Yan'er's mother murmured softly.

She didn't know the answer to the question, nor did she know if the assassin organization she had previously served would come knocking on her door tonight. She only hoped that no one would disturb Yan'er and the other two's sleep tonight.

that's it.

A night passed, and Yan'er's mother did not sleep at all. She rarely slept, and basically spent her days practicing internal energy to eliminate the fatigue from not sleeping at night.

The next day, early in the morning, just as the sun was rising.

A series of heavy footsteps slowly approached, immediately catching Yan'er's mother's attention. She gripped her sword tightly, and pink sword energy surged, instantly locking onto the newcomer with an invisible killing intent.

next moment.

An invisible force descended, instantly freezing Yan'er's mother's body. Her eyes widened, and she was unable to move. A wordless fear instantly filled her mind and body.

"One look from him and he froze me..."

Yan'er's mother was terrified, but she couldn't say a word.

"Don't be so hostile, we are not enemies."

Dong Qing smiled slightly. After saying this, he walked past Yan'er's mother and went directly to the front of the villa, where he rang the doorbell.

"Ring ring..."

Hearing the crisp sound of the doorbell, Dongbao and Dongdong'er restlessly rolled over, rubbed their eyes, and groggily climbed out of bed.

As for Yan'er, she had actually woken up long ago, but she was reluctant to leave the soft bed and open her eyes, after all, this might be the only chance she would ever have in her life.

"Baby?"

"what!"

"Who would ring the doorbell so early in the morning for no reason?"

"How should I know? It's already a holiday, why are there still people so annoying, waking us up so early?"

"Let's go out and take a look."

"It would be best if the person who comes had something important to say, otherwise when I get angry, I'll give them a good beating."

A few minutes later.

Having regained her freedom, Yan'er's mother instinctively shielded Yan'er, Dong Baobao, and Dong Dong'er behind her, looking like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

But the next second.

When Dongbao and Dongdong'er finally saw the young man in front of them, they instantly perked up, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Who wants to beat me up until my face is covered in peach blossoms?" Dong Qing said with a forced smile.

"father!"

"father!"

Two exclamations rang out in quick succession as Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er pounced on Dong Qing, sitting on his shoulders on either side.

Dongqing was not allowed to speak yet.

He felt a pendant hanging on his foot. Looking down, he was shocked to see the little girl who had just run out with his daughter, now tightly hugging his leg.