Monsters Through Movie

When he walked out of the inn, Wen Hao's heart was incomprehensible, and he was inexplicably pitted again. It was false, but the world was huge, and Hong Qigong's martial arts were strong. It was really not easy to find him.

"Wait, it seems that he and Ouyang Feng are competing, and on the top of Huashan, the two die with laughter!" Wen Hao remembered this, "according to the development of the plot, Hong Qigong is not far from death, is he going to take this trip Go to Huashan? "

With such a thought, Wen Hao had the urge to make a detour to Huashan, but the distance between Huashan and Xiangyang was almost 500 kilometers, and it took two or three days to ride a horse.

"Stone, what monster transformation have I recovered now?" Wen Hao suddenly asked, all attributes have been restored, and the ability to transform into a monster must have been restored.

"At present, the host has recovered the monster transformation in the first-level movie!" Stone responded.

"That's good!" Wen Hao was delighted, looking at the little dragon girl next to her eyes, and said, "Sister, all these years, Senior Brother has been practicing a unique martial art!"

"Oh? Why don't I know?" Xiaolong Nuo really curious.

“I have n’t practiced it before, so I ’m not secretive, I ’m getting a little now, and I ’m just using this trip, so I ’m telling you, Brother ’s practice is to use gasification to mobilize internal force to turn yourself into The shape of the monster also increases its strength accordingly. "

"There are such martial arts in the world?"

"Look for a place where no one is there. You will know once I demonstrate it!" Wen Hao smiled mysteriously and said.

So the two came to the suburbs, and Wen Hao instantly transformed into Fengshen Pterosaur, fluttering his wings for a few weeks, and then returned to the original place.

"How is it?" Wen Hao asked with a smile.

"Brother's martial arts are really unpredictable !!" The little dragon girl was completely stunned at the moment.

"Well, let's hurry!" Wen Hao said, turned into Fengshen Pterosaur again, and said to the little dragon girl: "Sit on my back and take you to fly!"

"Good!" Little Dragon Girl's tiptoe, fell on Wen Hao's back, white fluttering, like a fairy.

"Depart!" Wen Hao shouted, flapped his wings, and flew away. After an hour, the two landed on the top of Huashan Mountain.

"Brother, what are we doing here?" The little dragon girl curiously looked at the stone tablet with the words "Top of Huashan" engraved on it.

"Waiting for someone!" Rubbing his hands and looking at the snowflakes flying in the sky, Wen Hao took out a coat and handed it to the little dragon girl.

"Put it on! Don't freeze it in the cold!"

"Brother, how about you?" Little Dragon Girl put on her coat and asked Wen Hao to rub her hands and asked.

"I'm not cold, it doesn't matter!" Wen Haoqiang smiled, and there was a coat in the space. Which clothes he prepared, in this ice and snow, it was useless to wear more.

"My hands are freezing red, and I'm not cold!" The little dragon girl blamed, and put on her coat back to Wenhao. "I practiced, and I often practice on Hanyu's bed, I'm not afraid of cold!"

"Then ... let's share a coat!" Wen Hao frowned tightly, suggesting that when the little dragon girl nodded gently, he leaned over and put the coat on the two.

"Your body is trembling!" Wen Hao smiled happily when she felt the temperature of Xiaolongn's body tremble.

"That's not because of the cold!" Xiaolong girl shyly murmured.

"Hehe!" Wen Hao smiled, his body moved closer, "You said this place is full of rocks and rocks, and there aren't even a few dead branches and leaves. You don't want to use fire to keep warm!"

When the little dragon girl heard no answer, she froze, not knowing what to think.

"Otherwise, let's watch TV for a while!" It's not enough to sit like this, so Wen Hao suggested again, taking out the player, but accidentally glimpsed the 'Little Apple' while taking the disc.

"What the **** is here, just look at this moment!" Holding the disc, Wen Hao said to himself, for the indirect matchmaker between him and the Xiaolong girl, it must be more than just the little apple square dance.

Put the player in front, Wen Hao tucks the disc in and press the play button.

"Hello everyone, welcome to listen to this love lecture, this is Wang Xueming, thank you all!"

"Before the lecture, we have to understand what true love is? As shown on the large screen behind me, we can break down true love into eight parts."

"One, a world of two. Two, the longing for each other. Three, you can share and share. Four, it is very happy to get along with each other. Five, always think about each other. Six, get along well with each other. Seven, feel safe when you get along. Trust, live the true self. Eight, happy! "

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"I rely on, these profiteers are so unruly, under the banner of Apple, but engraved the content of the lecture!" Wen Hao was surprised, no wonder that the grandmother Sun asked so weird, was originally brainwashed by the lecture.

"Don't watch it, let's change one!" For the so-called lectures, Wen Hao never had a cold. He thought it was just some experts and professors catching the wind and catching the shadow, so he was ready to take out the disc and put it on the movie.

"Wait, he made a lot of sense!" But the little dragon girl stared at the screen intently, for fear of missing a word, see Wen Hao wanted to change, to stop.

"Ah! Really look at this?" Wen Hao said amazedly, but when he saw the little dragon girl's devotion, he settled down and watched the lecture together.

So, the two faced the sizzling cold wind and braved the goose feathers and heavy snow. In this icy and snowy ground, they watched more than two hours of love lectures.

"Brother, who is Tagore?" The little dragon girl suddenly asked out loudly, because the background screen of the lecture at the moment showed Tagore's famous quote. The difference between friendship and love is that friendship means two people and the world, and love means two people. Is the world.

"Tagore, a poet, wrote a lot of love poems!"

"Brother, can you recite one for me?" The little dragon whispered again.

"Tagore's poems, I don't know much. One of them remembers ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Then I will listen to you!"

"The farthest distance in the world is not life and death, but I am standing in front of you, but you do not know that I love you!

The farthest distance in the world is not that I am standing in front of you but you do n’t know me, but that you are clearly obsessed, but you ca n’t say that I love you!

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Listening to Wen Hao recite the poem, the little dragon girl leaned on him involuntarily, Meng Xiao generally said: "This poem is really nice!"

"Really, I also feel that if you like to listen, then I will read it to you every day in the future?" As he said, Wen Hao's hand also subconsciously hugged the dragon's shoulder.

The snow was floating, the two were dependent, and the awe-inspiring cold wind brought the distance between the hearts of the two, everything was so beautiful, but the facts were always so unsatisfactory. Whimpering cry, and then the two voices began to quarrel.

"Hey, old poison, what are you crying for?"

"So what are you crying for?"