Demon Lord 3

But my father has been living in the water for so many years, and all the people in the clan make a living in the water. He is very skillful in doing these things, and he knocked down all those people in a few strokes. He wanted to save some strength and release it when he got to the Deep Sea Soul, but now it has been used up. He continued to move forward with a tired body. The consumption just now was also very high. He used up a blow that he had saved up a long time ago, and now he has to save it up for a long time. My father sighed helplessly and had to do this. After all, if he doesn't use it now, he will never get through this level. I understand that my father is making the best of his strengths and wants to maximize his advantages. When they were close to the Deep Sea Soul, they found that this matter was not so easy to deal with. It was easy to put the Deep Sea Soul there, but it was difficult to pick it up, especially every time they picked up the Deep Sea Soul with their hands, the Deep Sea Soul would drill one meter to the bottom of the sea, but their hands could not be stretched out all the time. However, their hands were stuck in a hole and it was impossible to stretch them directly. Just when they were in a dilemma, the Deep Sea Soul spoke and said that if they took out this Deep Sea Soul, there would be no sound on the entire seabed, and the sea would be very quiet in the future, without the whistling sound and short wailing. The father also felt that these sounds were of no use to him at all. It would be better to take out the Deep Sea Soul and let the seabed be quieter, so that there would not be such turbulent waves on the surface. People’s lives in the future could be better. With the Deep Sea Soul, people would be able to live better there. There would be devastation for all living beings, and from time to time there would be the worry of tsunamis and the Deep Sea Soul. Knowing that if he continued to stalemate like this, he would not have any good results, he finally obeyed his father and walked out obediently. His father also put the Deep Sea Soul into his bag, and then ascended up. When he reached the land, he saw his mother. His mother had been waiting anxiously at the beach for three days. On the third day, just as the sun rose, his father came out with the sun rising from the sea. When his mother saw his father, her eyes were also very excited, both excited and excited, and then she ran to share it with those people. Many people thought that his father had done a great job in this matter, and they also cast envy and admiration. There were also many people who thought that what his father had done was something they could never accomplish in their lifetime, so they were a little jealous. But no matter what, his father had accomplished all these things. Even if there was jealousy, what could it matter? If he wanted to surpass his father, he would have to practice for tens of thousands of years! Although the resources are not the best, talent cannot be measured by these so-called resources and numerology. Later, my father told me that now one can only see through others through fate, but not through his own. Some people said before that my father would not live a long life, and that he would encounter many setbacks when he was young, and would experience many setbacks later, but none of those things came true. My father always said that he was outside of fate, so fortune-telling was useless to him. In those years, my father was indeed very glorious. Later, as he grew older, he became more stable and not as flamboyant as he was at the beginning. My sister is much older than me, so the age difference between us is also the result of my father's growth. My sister was born when he was young, but I was born when he was middle-aged. So the father I saw was different. Back to the wedding day, everyone was testing my father, asking him not to do this, not to do that, or to do whatever they wanted him to do. But my mother didn't let my father use force on the wedding day. Even if there were people who made him sad or angry, he should not use force. If he could hold on and not be violent, he could marry my father smoothly. When my father heard this, he actually understood the meaning of the whole thing. Someone must be trying to steal the bride or someone wanted to do something bad to him, but my father didn't say anything, just smiled and told my mother not to worry, that he would never use force. In order to prevent my father from using force, my mother also tried her best to pour wine for him. In the end, she found that she couldn't drink more than my father, so she simply stopped drinking. Her face was slightly red from drinking, and she thought that a monster of the sea like my father should be able to drink a lot! My father didn't seem drunk at all. Now I realize that it seems that I didn't drink too much on purpose. If I did drink too much, I don't think I was really drunk.