Demon Lord 3

After saying this, everyone finally laughed. After all, nothing could make the point clearer than this sentence. We then all returned to the bar opened by Lin Zhenfei. After entering, we got a private room, the same luxurious one we'd been in before. While sitting there, I was talking about the time we'd been here before. I remember when I'd just finished school. Even earlier, when we were still in school, we'd come here every day, looking like we were just hanging out, not doing our jobs properly. But now, we've become successful. The term "successful" is appropriate for those people, but not for us right now. After all, true success and fame are still a long way off in our lives. All we need to do now is get everything settled and listen to our father and the others' instructions. But we've always been led by the nose. Is that happy? After thinking about it, I still feel unhappy. When will we be able to stand at the top and command others? Thinking about it now seems so far away. As I thought about it, I drank one drink after another. After a few, I started to get tipsy. After all, the alcohol here is quite strong. Lin Zhenfei had a few drinks, but he didn't feel satisfied enough, so he opened a few bottles of even stronger liquor. I just took a sip and lay down beside him. It wasn't alcohol at all, it tasted more like an anesthetic. Afterward, I felt dizzy and swollen. I didn't use my cultivation to resist, letting the alcohol consume my brain. Perhaps this was a kind of relief. In this state, I felt extremely refreshed, but also extremely numb. Sometimes I couldn't figure out who I was, but I knew what I was doing. It was a mixture of wakefulness and unconsciousness. I sat here, then lay here, rolling over and over, and finally leaned aside and fell asleep in my dream. I felt very clear, as if this was the real world. Where was this? It was like I had arrived in the big world again. A beautiful girl was calling me. Who is this? She ran over and said with a smile, "You are Yun'er, right? I know you. Do you know me?" I heard the familiar voice, but I couldn't remember who it was. I looked at the face and the figure carefully, and said, "Although I have never seen you before, I can now guess whether you are my sister." The pure girl opposite said, "You really guessed it, little clever girl. I am indeed your sister. Do you know how long we haven't seen each other?" I shook my head and said, "If we count all these lifetimes together, it should be a long time since we last met. But if we count this lifetime, we have never met at all. When I saw your shadow in my dream before, I felt that you looked very familiar and kind. You feel like my mother. Sometimes I often can't tell who is the other, but you are not quite the same. I feel that I have inherited some of my mother, but you have inherited more. It's as if we were cast in a mold. You really look like my mother."

My sister also smiled and said: "Yes, many people say so. They say that I look like my mother and you look like my father. Your personality, your appearance, and your speech and behavior are very similar to your father. You are a natural talent who can rule the world. A heroine. But I am different. I am gentle and generous, but in people's hearts I am a pure white moonlight. But no matter what, we sisters are very close, don't you think? You have had a familiar feeling about me from the beginning. Why? Because we had a very good relationship in the last life." I nodded and said, "I think so too. Sometimes I always confuse you with Mom and can't quite tell them apart, but I think you both have your differences. For example, you're the pure and lovely type, while Mom has a much stronger resilience than you do. I don't understand if you only inherited that part of Mom, or if Mom has more experience and more years to go by, which is why she has this resilience. "Sister," she said, shaking her head after hearing what I said, "well, I really can't answer that. After all, I've been through a lot, but I don't have Mom's perseverance."