The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

Ziming's eyes were especially bright after he and He Er communicated with each other, as if they could see through everything.

However, at this moment his gaze became solemn because he noticed something unusual.

He raised his head and looked at the calm sea. This was a safe barrier that he had carefully found. It was supposed to be far away from the hustle and bustle and danger.

However, now, a strange water pattern appeared on the sea, as if something was approaching rapidly.

As the ripples spread, a group of strange creatures gradually surfaced. Their bodies were transparent, their shapes were twisted and strange, and they looked neither like fish nor any other known marine creatures.

Tsuruji widened his eyes and shouted in surprise:

"Ziming, what are those? Their bodies are transparent, and they look like fish and humans at the same time. How strange!"

There was confusion and fear in her voice.

"That is……"

Ziming narrowed his eyes slightly and tried to identify what it was, but he could tell at a glance that the other party was not a good person, and they were in groups, with an overwhelming advantage in numbers!

Ziming frowned, knowing full well that his current condition was not ideal. Due to the previous battle and poisoning, his mana was almost exhausted, and although He Er had just recovered, he only had a little strength, which was far from enough to fight against these unknown monsters.

He reacted quickly, and his body changed dramatically in an instant. His limbs became strong and powerful, his skin became hard as iron, and his scales shone brightly in the sun. His eyes became deep and majestic, as if he could see through everything, showing a unique concentration and decisiveness. His tail was as hard as steel, and a light sweep could create huge waves.

His huge body looked particularly powerful, like a moving mountain, and his scales were tightly attached to each other, forming an indestructible barrier.

Ziming's mighty aura intimidated everything around him, and frightened the sea spirits who tried to approach him.

His eyes were firm and decisive, as if telling everyone that he would not let anyone hurt his woman.

Under his protection, He Er felt extremely safe.

He Er was stunned when she saw Ziming's serious profile. She had never looked at him seriously or understood him before. It turned out that he was very outstanding, but she had ignored him.

Suddenly He Er felt an itchy feeling on her face. It turned out that the long dragon whiskers that Ziming had transformed into were flying because of the powerful aura he had created, and they brushed across her face. She looked up and saw the silver-white scales on the dragon's head reflecting a beautiful luster. He was really brave to protect her.

He showed the courage and fearlessness of a dragon. No matter what kind of danger he faced, he must move forward bravely.

His blue dragon eyes should be like a clear spring, but at this moment, his pupils shrank slightly, full of murderous intent. His eyes revealed a kind of coldness and ruthlessness, as if they were the eyes of the god of death.

The transparent sea souls were getting closer and closer, and the endless sea of ​​flowers turned into a mess under the airflow caused by their flight! They circled around Ziming and Heer, making a creepy hissing sound.

There were so many of them that they surrounded Ziming and He Er like a blanket, as if they were going to swallow them up.

When Ziming felt unprecedented pressure, he seemed to awaken and recalled some distant memories.

He's seen this kind of thing.

His thoughts came flooding back, taking him back to his carefree childhood.

At that time, he was still a little boy, innocent and lively, wandering around this mysterious island with his brother.

They chase the waves, explore unknown corners, and look for sea souls hiding behind the rocks.

Those sea souls are sometimes their playmates, sometimes their challenges, but always bring them endless fun and surprises.

Together they would play tricks on the mischievous sea spirits, catch them in nets, and then carefully observe their appearance in the sun.

Those days seem like just yesterday, but in the blink of an eye they have become beautiful memories.

Later, he was expelled from the island. After experiencing too many things, his childhood memories faded. Now when he saw these sea souls and the familiar barrier, he remembered that he once lived here.

No wonder this place always feels so familiar.

His brother also got lost the moment he got ashore. Although he knew who the other person was, he never bothered him.

Forget it. Ziming returned from his memories, somewhat puzzled as to why the sea soul had become so violent now, when it used to be so docile.

But no matter what happened, he had to find a way to deal with this sudden crisis.

He tried to mobilize the remaining magic power in his body, but the effect was not obvious.

The Sea Soul did seem a little hesitant after seeing him transform into a dragon.

Its gaze lingered over his dragon, as if assessing his strength and intentions.

Haihun's hesitation gave him an opportunity. He took the opportunity to stabilize his body and prepare to deal with any situation that might arise.

Ziming recalled the whistling he played when he was a child. As long as he blew the whistle, the sea spirits would happily come over to play with him.

He didn't know if they remembered him, but he tried to whistle the tune.

The sea souls fell silent. They seemed to be wondering why Ziming blew the whistle.

Suddenly, the group of sea souls began to jump for joy, happily circling around Ziming and He Er.

Therefore, Ziming gently wagged his tail, showing a friendly gesture, and tried to communicate with the sea soul with a gentle look.

The sea souls slowly approached, gently touching his scales with their transparent and moist noses, as if exploring this newly emerged creature.

Ziming felt that Haihun's touch was gentle and curious, which made him feel surprised and relieved.

He realized that the sea souls recognized the whistle but did not recognize him. It was just that time had passed like flowing water and everything had changed. He was no longer the little boy he was back then and now he had turned into a dragon. It was normal for them to be curious.

He decided to restore a friendly relationship with the sea souls and stop confronting them. He extended a friendly paw to the sea souls, trying to build trust with them. The sea souls seemed to understand his intentions and also extended their paws in response.

At this moment, he felt that the barrier between him and Haihun had been broken. They were no longer enemies, but reunited friends.

Ziming and He Er looked at each other and smiled. Although they had experienced a thrilling crisis, fortunately the crisis had been resolved safely.

Ziming held Heer's hand and let her feel the smooth and transparent skin of the sea souls. In Heer's eyes, these sea souls were no longer unknown creatures, they even looked like cute seals.