[Douluo Dalu] A History of Protecting Spirit Beast Rights

Let me tell you my opinion about Sister Yan. In fact, I rarely write comments. If the writing is not good, don't mind. Big, I agree that Sister Yan is calculating, cold, and hypocritical. But Sister Yan is actually a bit fragile in my eyes. How can I put it? It's a bit hard to describe, just like the popular feeling of being beautiful and powerful, there is a kind of fragility that makes me feel heartbroken. Many of Sister Yan's actions are just out of her own thoughts and obsessions! But it is undeniable that Sister Yan has indeed made the world a better place. This kind of thing is not just about deeds but also about intentions. I am really looking forward to writing a sequel to the story and want to hear other people boast about Sister Yan's rainbow fart! If Sister Yan lived in a peaceful era, she would be quite happy! We must admit that there are good people and bad people. Just like someone can be so great that you sigh how can there be such a saint in this world, but you can also see the ugliest evil in human nature in this world. This kind of thing has two sides, good and bad. Although I believe that there are good people in the world, I will also speculate on others with the greatest malice. Everyone is It's self-interested, just like sometimes I hate my ex-colleague, I think she likes to make trouble, I hate my parents who gave birth to me and didn't raise me well. Mother's love awakened when others wanted to adopt me, and I felt that a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as a doghouse at home, but in fact, you yourself have not done a good job as a parent. Obligations, I didn't understand anything when I was a child. I was pretty good when I was in kindergarten and kindergarten. Although I didn't care enough, at least I still cared. After that, when I went to elementary school, couples suddenly fought and insulted me. In the later stage, I dropped out of elementary school. I admit that dropping out of elementary school was my own fault. I didn't do it when I was a child. Sensible, my mother was sick and I was just tired of studying, so I used this excuse to ask for leave from the teacher. The teacher didn't call after that. Later, they started fighting completely and didn't care about me anymore. They only focused on fighting by themselves. Then they didn't want to stay here. After walking for a while, they left me to be taken care of by my father. What should I say? He didn't starve to death, except that he didn't remember to make food. When he was hungry, he gave him money to make instant noodles. Remember to bring him a pack. He carried it for half a year. Then my mother came back and my father left. My mother said that my father didn't take care of me well and I got fleas because he didn't give me a bath. My food wasn't much better when my mother came back. I had white rice with a jar of vegetables. Then one time, they beat me very seriously. Yes, I called my sister. My sister took us to her house. I lived with them at my sister's house for a month. Then my mom left. Suddenly one day my dad said he wanted to go to Yunnan. I was quite naive at the time and thought he would take me there. But one morning he quietly went to Yunnan alone. I stayed with my sister for two years or one year! I'm a little sensitive but not very sensitive, but it's uncomfortable to be under someone else's roof. I can feel other people's strange looks, especially my eldest sister-in-law's daughter who looks down on me. She doesn't go to school and is at my sister's house every day. I don't know what to do during that time except watching TV? You are fragile and sensitive. Looking back now, I feel like crying, but I don't think it is necessary. I later hated my sister a little. Now that I think about it, your parents didn't pay much attention to you, let alone a sister who is sixteen years older and has never gotten along well with you? In addition to our blood relationship, what kind of sisterly relationship do we have? Don't be ridiculous. My parents are only so good. They can take care of me for a year and don't let me live on the street. It's good. It's a love thing for others to help me, and it's a duty not to help me! What I remember most is that my sister took care of me for a year and then my mother came. I still like to keep diaries. I just finished the first grade and have no memory. I can't recognize all the words. I can only recognize a lot of words after watching TV. When I wrote the diary, I wrote today as Lingtian. Then my mother read the diary with my sister-in-law's daughter. My mother also laughed at me. It was very sad and embarrassing. It didn't matter if my mother laughed at me. There was also a peer who laughed at me. What a ridiculous child's self-esteem! There are some stories later, so I won't tell them. After all, I talked a lot of nonsense. It's ironic that I couldn't break up because of society, favors, and relatives, or I didn't have the courage to break up. All my courage was used when I was a child. When I was a child, I was not afraid of anything. I was not afraid of being abducted by social terrorists or bad guys. I dared to take the bus with a stranger to a remote place for a day, and I dared to go home around ten o'clock in the evening. I felt quite free at that time, and I also felt that my friends around me were all controlled by my parents. How pitiful! I live a really hypocritical life, understanding this and that all day long, as if I understand the whole world, but I just can't understand myself. Should I hate it? They gave me life, at least in terms of the law, they supported me. Now I am working, and when I grow up, they start to care about me again, and then they teach me the experience of others who have come before me. It is ironic that I have not had a good life, so they come to teach me. What's even more ironic is that I didn't care when I was a child, but when I grow up, I don't need to care anymore. It's hypocritical. But I'm also quite hypocritical. I obviously haven't completely let go, but I still accepted the concern hypocritically. I hypocritically care about their health. In fact, I hate it. Sometimes I wish they were dead and don't come to me. Then I feel guilty. I'm really good but not completely good, bad and bad but not completely. It's really hypocritical and off topic. So I envy Sister Yan for being able to let go. I envy Sister Yan for her inner strength! Just think of me as NetEase Cloud late at night! I need to vent, I have been holding it in my heart for a long time, I feel so depressed. Can I tell my relatives or friends? I am afraid that they will look at me differently. I am so hypocritical in trying to be gregarious! But I still love myself like this. If I don't love myself, who else can love me?

The god in charge of destiny has been fighting against fate since he was born. In the end, the only way to survive is to cut off the connections with people related to him and become a bystander. It feels like a tragedy for Su Yan and Tang San. After becoming a god, their daughter will still be their daughter.

Nowadays, many people really criticize Tang San, but when I think about the first time I watched Douluo Dalu, Tang San was my favorite. I feel so complicated... Douluo Dalu is really the first male comic book I read.

Although Tang San in the first part has some flaws, he is generally acceptable. The Tang San of Peerless Tang Sect really pulls his crotch. After becoming a god for ten thousand years, not only did he not make any progress (such as comprehending the way of heaven and earth, creating more profound methods or hidden weapons, etc.), But he went back further and further. As a law enforcer in the divine world, he knows and breaks the law and interferes in the human world. Even if they interfere, the method is still very low-level: catching the child and threatening the mother. I'm so speechless... Please, how come a god who has lived for ten thousand years has used such an unsavory method that I didn't like before. Even if you have to keep a low profile because you broke the law and can't show off your power from the sky, you should at least use some clever calculations or methods. As a god, he used such dirty methods. If it were Tang San, I would have died of shame.

Maybe it's because I watched the early part too long, but Tang San left a particularly deep impression on me. He strikes me as more like my father. Reliable, powerful, intelligent, firm-willed, and clear-minded. After watching the next few movies, I have deeply realized that a long time has passed. Tang San's era has passed. He is no longer the protagonist. Every time he appears, I can only be excited for a while and feel that I can't carefully feel whether he has a broken character. Until now, I still roughly remember things about Tang San, but I can hardly remember anything about the other protagonists. I still hope that if Tang San is a real person in the parallel world, Tang San in every parallel world, whether it is the original Tang San or the Tang San who is with Yan Yan, can be happy and peaceful, and can live the life he wants (but this idea seems to have been shattered by his biological father tjss) Alas

I have never watched Douluo, but Tang San is the first Chinese comic character I like. What attracts me is his charisma. Dou Er and Tang San are separated in my heart. I will always be moved by Dou Yi and Tang San. Now I don't read anything related to Douluo. The comments below are unacceptable.

Author, thank you for bringing me this article. To be honest, I think Su Yan is very good. I know, as you said, she is hypocritical, calculating, and indifferent. But she has experienced so much and experienced so much. She has experienced the pain in life one by one, but she has only experienced a little happiness in life (before she became the Pope). I do not deny her evil, but I also admit that I recognize her kindness, at least, I love her very much, I love her hypocrisy, indifference, calculation, and domineering. I don't think there is anything wrong with this. In my opinion, it can also be said that it is just like me, it is a thick layer of armor, a barrier. Many people can't do this. Thank you, author. You let me see a very good woman who has experienced hardships. You wrote very well. Really, the writing is delicate, contagious, and empathetic. Very good. Thank you for allowing me to see, be moved, and be shocked. Even if you didn't mean it, thank you.

To me, only Tang San in Dou 1 is Tang San. From Dou 2 onwards, the third young master of the Tang family will bring things into his own hands...

Although my favorite game in the novel was Dou Yi, my fanatical pursuit was Dou Er, so I really didn't understand the operation of Dou Er... I found that I just like team battles and the big world view, but I refuse Deus Ex Machina! The ending of Dou Er succeeded in killing me in every aspect...

I have read a lot of Douluo fanfiction. I have read it on this platform in the past two days. I cannot accurately describe my mood. I can only say that it is a novel that will leave a deep impression on me. The whole novel feels covered with a layer of imperceptible but natural sadness. A few major forces, soul masters and soul beasts coexist peacefully. It is a great fanfic.