Douluo: After reincarnation, hold on to the script of group pets

Chapter 6 Strange

"Dad, is your sister okay?"

Tang San watched nervously as Tang Hao stretched out his hand and placed it on the pulse of Tang Sui's wrist, as if checking the other person's body. He didn't dare to step forward rashly, but a hint of disobedience flashed in his heart.

Dad...isn't he a blacksmith?

Why do you use pulse to detect physical conditions like doctors?

Tang San, who was currently only gifted with full soul power but didn't know how to use this power, didn't know that Tang Hao actually released his soul power and walked around Tang Sui's body to check the situation.

After receiving feedback that Tang Sui was actually too weak and her body could not support her in releasing the powerful Haotian Hammer, the continent's first martial art weapon, Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Tang Sui, who was so pale that there was no blood at all, and she was not as pale as other children her age.

Some babies' fat cheeks and dry lips moved, and they felt a little guilty in their hearts.

Over the years, he has been immersed in the grief of losing A Yin, and he does not want to see the two children who were born by A Yin and him.

Because seeing these two children, especially the younger daughter's eyes that looked so much like his wife's, Tang Hao would be moved by the scene and think of the pain of losing his beloved again.

Escape seems impossible for him, Tang Hao, but the current reality is that because of his escape, his two and a half-year-old children... also suffered with him...

A heavy feeling swept through his heart, and guilt tortured him.

Tang Hao's other hand held the handle of the chair with a little force, and the relatively strong wooden chair handle suddenly cracked into pieces.

"dad!"

Tang San was startled when he saw Tang Hao's unintentional display of hand strength, and became suspicious. However, thinking that Tang Hao was a blacksmith and the strength needed to make iron, he suppressed his doubts this time.

Tang Hao came back to his senses and felt the damp heat on the side of his face. He raised his hand and roughly wiped the tears that had overflowed from the corners of his eyes on his cheeks. He let out a long breath, turned around, and held Tang San's young shoulders.

, asked solemnly: "Xiaosan, do you want to become a soul master?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment and looked at Tang Hao.

He did not want to deceive his father about his choice of life path.

So after Tang San hesitated for a moment, he nodded.

Tang Hao sighed, and complex emotions appeared on his face that looked a little older, and they finally converged into one sentence: "Remember, no matter which path you choose to embark on, you must hammer with your left hand.

Always protect the grass on your right hand, and also protect your sister, you know?"

When Tang Sui was mentioned, Tang San's stunned little face became solemn, and with a calmness that was inconsistent with his appearance, he solemnly promised: "I will definitely do it."

No one can hurt his family anymore!

Seeing his son's posture, Tang Hao opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something else, but the only exchanges between father and son over the years were those few daily sentences.

It was difficult to express his concern, so Tang Hao had to change the topic first and focus on Tang Sui: "Suisui should wake up after a nap. When she wakes up, I will ask you to come over again.

Ask Suisui about her wishes."

If his children were born to be so outstanding, and both of them had twin martial spirits, that battle back then... He still had an idea that he wanted to verify, but it would have to be after Suisui woke up.

Tang San nodded, and just as he was about to bypass Tang Hao and pick up Tang Sui, Tang Hao reached out first, and with his strong bronze arms, he easily picked up Tang Sui from the wooden chair, carried him into his arms, and walked towards the back room.

"Little girl, just leave it to me. You have just released your martial spirit for so long, so you should go and have a good rest first."

"When I wake up from sleep, I have something else to tell you, brother and sister."

Tang San, who was just about to catch up, suddenly stood still, looking at his father holding his sister away from his back, his eyes fell on the armrest of the wooden chair that had just been crushed by his father, he squatted down thoughtfully, and twisted the ground.

of crumbs, eyes flashing slightly.

No matter how strong the blacksmith is, it is impossible to crush the wood into pieces so...neatly.

It's like being oppressed and exploited to pieces by some kind of force...

(End of chapter)