Jiang Hao stood on the boat, looking at Brother Hai in front of him, silent.

He wasn't worried.

Until late at night, Brother Hai was still calling Hai Luo's name loudly.

Sudden!

There was a pop.

Something emerged from the sea.

Then there was an excited voice: "Dad, I'm here."

Hearing this, Brother Hai was stunned for a moment and realized that there was really someone in front of him. He jumped into the water and swam over.

Convinced that it was his son, he hugged Hailuo and cried loudly.

A miracle happened.

It is said that men should not shed tears lightly, but Brother Hai felt that it was okay not to be a man at this moment.

The feeling of regaining what was lost made him so excited that he couldn't help himself.

When I went back, I found that Xiuxiu had been waiting for a long time, and everyone was in a panic.

When she saw her father and son coming back, she relaxed and couldn't even walk home by herself.

They all understand the preciousness of what has been lost and found.

So I have never dared to let Hai Luo go to sea.

But after Hailuo came back, he changed, became more agile, smarter, and became proficient in water.

As long as he goes to the sea, he is extremely flexible and takes to the water like a fish.

Jiang Hao stood next to the family of three and heard the clicking sound again.

The original lines appear cracked again.

because

Hailuo received the luck of the sea.

In the future, he is destined to become the Twelve Heavenly Kings.

Sure enough, although he was an old bachelor in the village in his thirties, he didn't care at all.

He has an ideal, that is.

Become the king of this sea.

At the age of thirty-five, he looked at his parents who were no longer young and said: "Father, mother, I went to sea. When I come back, this sea should be named Hai."

Brother Hai was furious, what else could his surname be?

Their ancestors had the surname Hai.

"You bastard, come back when your wings are stiff." Xiuxiu stood on the shore and shouted: "Come back quickly, we will find you a wife."

However, Hailuo just made a face and said loudly: "Mom, I, Hailuo, am a man who wants to become the king of the sea. I don't have to worry about a wife."

Jiang Hao stood beside Hai Luo and watched him go out to sea.

It had been ten years since he left. He found the Longevity Pill, returned to his parents, and then set sail again.

He encountered many encounters and suffered suppression, but in the sea, he had unparalleled luck.

Four hundred years later.

This sea area is completely shrouded in luck.

This year, Hailuo carries the luck of the sea and becomes the twelve kings of the sea.

After Hai Luo became the King of Heaven, Jiang Hao heard the clicking sound again.

The lines cracked again.

Later, Hailuo met Miao'anxian.

One day later, Jiang Hao felt that the line suddenly split into another one.

Jiang Hao understands.

Hai Yiyi was born.

This time, Hero's lines dimmed.

It seems that Hai Yiyi inherited the line.

But it's all vague.

But one day, he found that the branching lines dimmed again, while Hero's lines lit up again.

At this point, his line was just one final step away from completely breaking.

"What happened during this period?"

Jiang Hao's mind returned to himself, a little curious.

If it develops normally, Xiaoyi will become a clone, but it is not a real clone, its nature is just that.

Now Xiaoyi's lines are almost completely dim.

Back to Hero again.

So what happened in the meantime?

Jiang Hao read the key events of the line again.

Later, he saw Dan Qinghe appear in front of Hailuo, and then took Hailuo away and took away the important things belonging to Xiaoyi, which returned to Hailuo.

Jiang Hao lowered his eyebrows.

A little surprising.

"It turns out that Mr. Da deliberately leaked the news, and his goal was always Hailuo."

"I really didn't expect that something will happen to Hailuo now that he has taken him to Yuanhai."

He had no idea what lay in the depths of the abyss.

But the Imperial Master reminded him.

The clone of the ancient Yin Yang Millstone is relatively an empty shell.

If you can use it yourself, others may be able to use it too.

"Before, a boy said that he would use Xiaoyi to lead the corpse collectors out of their tombs and get their corpses."

"Sounds like a corpse coming back to life."

"It seems that someone wants to borrow the clone of the ancient Yin-Yang Millstone and come directly to the present world."

Jiang Hao somewhat figured it out.

But entering the Abyssal Sea, it is not that easy to find Hailuo.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Hao focused his attention on the line that was about to break.

Maybe it can be used one last time.

No longer thinking about it, Jiang Hao's mind was once again overtaken by the past.

He was watching just now, but now he is going to try to use Hailuo's body for a short time to help him cut off this last connection.

Let it become a real individual.

If you can't borrow it yourself, then others can't borrow it either.

at the same time.

Under the abyss.

King Hailuo followed Mr. Da and felt that his body was falling.

There was a little starlight in the darkness all around.

It seems to be absorbed by something below.

The magic cannot be used, and Taoism is suppressed by it.

It seems that the further inside you go, the less you see, and the things you perceive gradually disappear.

Finally turned into a speck of dust.

"Are you sure I can get down there alive?" King Hailuo asked.

He could feel that he simply could not bear the horror of this place.

Not only that.

Without Mr. Da, he would have been unable to bear it and his body would have dissipated.

However, it is far from the place.
To be continued...