Cthulhu Gonfalon

The city of Gals is full of lights and is full of excitement. The streets are all clean and washed like water. The houses on both sides have also become clean. Just like the new ones, even the patrolling soldiers on the street are covered with bright red robes. It looks very festive.

Seen from the sky, you can see that there is a bright red in the city. Red flowers, red ribbons, red carpets, and a piece of red clothes.

"I knew you liked red before, but I didn't expect to like it." Viyer looked at the red on the ground and couldn't help but smile. "This red scorpion is like a pot of stewed shrimp."

Yan Xiong heard the words, could not help but screamed: "What do you describe! The prince, the cultural level is too low!"

Vierhaha laughed: "Do you know when I was a prince, the king at the time - that is my father, what kind of person?"

Yan Xiong shook his head and was curious.

"He is two heads taller than the average person. His arms are thicker than the average person's thighs. The voice is like drumming. A meal can eat half a sheep, ten pounds of cake, and a small wine tank for drinking. He uses a heavy bow and wears it. It’s heavy armor. When you’re on the battlefield, you always carry a 120-pound battle axe, but you never ride a horse. At that time, there is no blood technology, let alone an ordinary horse, even if you can tame the ride of Warcraft. "I can't eat his strength." Vier's eyes were full of smiles. Obviously, the court life was also a very pleasant memory for him. "But his old man has a shortcoming and he is illiterate."

"what?!"

"You can't say that you are completely illiterate. He recognizes his name at least." Vier said, "However, he only knows his own name. He even recognizes the names of several of our brothers."

Yan Xiong was stunned, he secretly pondered, this is like a king, clearly a barbarian!

Wait... the king of the barbarians, that is also the king! Like the founder of the Mongol Empire, Tiemuzhen, it is a barbaric, but isn't it a king?

He still remembers watching a movie called "Ban Wang Conan". Although he doesn't think that the protagonist is like a king, at least it is indeed a barbar.

It can be seen that the barbarians are able to be kings, and there is no problem at all.

So he nodded, suddenly another sigh, and asked: "So you were that year... is it a barbaric?"

Vier nodded: "I am indeed a barbarian when I am a mortal, but I know a few more words than my father. Add up... I always have fifty words."

Yuxiong has been speechless. In his impression, Vier is a very cultural person. He writes poetry, composing music, and composing operas. He did not expect that when he was a mortal, he turned out to be a barbarian.

Those who want to come to these cultures are all learned after he has sealed the gods.

"Time is really the greatest power in the world!" He couldn't help but sigh. "Look at what you are now, I can't imagine what you looked like in the past!"

Vier smiled and turned into a man, a majestic and extraordinary hero. The short beard was like a steel needle. The two eyes were not particularly round and full of trepidation. His muscles are comparable to the bodybuilders on the earth, but there are many tattoos that the bodybuilders will never have. They are layered on top of each other. Even the face is extremely fierce. It is really a cure for the children's nightingale.

Then he turned and changed back to the ordinary handsome boy.

"That is what I used to be when I was a mortal, but when I closed the god, I abandoned the original body, so now it is nothing more than a flower shelf." Said, Viyer sighed softly. "If I didn't give up the body," Maybe it’s not like a soft persimmon that anyone can’t beat like this...”

Yan Xiong wants to nod, but stops.

Although this may be the sad thing of Vijay, he really doesn't think that Vier could become a strong man without giving up his body. It may also need a good foundation to become a strong person, but more importantly, it requires long-term exercise. . For example, Yan Xiong himself, if there is no millennium submarine in the trench, there will be no strength today. And Vier? He said in the past few years that he was looking for Morani to learn to fight. The result was to study every day, then to study once in a few days, then once in a month, and finally... from the last time he studied Morani. It has been almost a year.

With such an attitude, how can it become a strong person?

When Viye’s mortal flesh was so powerful, could he still be stronger than his present god? If he is really willing to work hard, he will be a martial arts strongman if he is three years and five years old and ten years and eight years old.

However, He did not.

Look at Leon, he is a mortal, talented, and a world-famous genius in his youth. However, afterwards, he suffered a major change, and he was seriously poisoned. He not only had a lot of strength but also suffered a lot of damage. The reason why I was able to return to the high-level strength later, I don’t know how much sweat and sweat, how much hard work.

Today, he is not only a top swordsman, but also a very brilliant magical spellcaster. All of this achievement is naturally attributed to the hard work behind him.

Others don't know that Xiongxiong knows that Leon spends three to four hours a day learning and trying to figure out the spell. Although no one would think that a generation of swordsman like him needs to cast a spell, he stubbornly believes that the main sacrifice of the Void Mask Church must be a powerful priest, otherwise it will lose the face of the hero.

After decades of hard work, he finally gained a lot. Nowadays, even if he does not use martial arts, he will not lose to the general legendary strongman by magical spellcasting.

In other words, he is now a double legend, martial arts is the legendary peak, and there is probably a legendary intermediate level in magic.

If Vijay can have half of Leon's hard work, it is a battle master who is stronger than the godhead!

But he changed his mind and smiled.

I remember that when Professor Cheng taught the lecture, he once said a piece of ancient Chinese text and then sighed: "It is correct to know how to do it. It does not mean that you can do it in the right way. Sometimes it is a last resort, but more often it is I don't want to. It's like everyone knows that if you study hard and practice hard, you can become a great painter even if you can't be a big painter. But how many people in the entire art department really did?"

Professor Cheng said that while shaking his head: "I have been a teacher who is not a teenager. In each student, there are at most one or two who can do this. This has nothing to do with talent, it can be called ' Heart'."

After Yuxiong’s crossing, there were many outstanding talents, but there were only a few who could really do this.

At least he himself can't do it.

In other words, Leon's heart is better than him.

Flying in the sky, watching the clothing in the main city house, Leon, a group of maids like a wood man, can not help but smile more happy.