116: Coach
Douluo Continent was serialized to Haotian Sect's trip.
After arduous cultivation, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit truly awakened and became the Blue Silver Emperor, threatening his life to make Tang Hao compromise, and then continuing the cultivation of the Killing Capital, the challenge of the Hell Road, see my aunt.
The book friends saw Tang San's ruthlessness and strength, and they were also moved by him to see his aunt, but when they saw Tang Hao break an arm and a leg, the book friends were all shocked!
Then when Tang San's mother's true identity was revealed, it was the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, and the book friends were even more shocked.
Seeing Tang San uncontrollably exerting the Blue Silver Realm after seeing the Blue Silver Grass in the stone room, the book friends were already in tears.
Tang Hao told the story of the past more than 20 years ago, how Haotian Sect declined, and how he was sorry for the sect, his father and eldest brother, of course, the most worrying thing for book friends was that fateful night.
That night, Tang San was born, and the Wuhun Palace, under the leadership of the previous pope, went out with all the masters, besieging Tang Hao and Tang San's mother Ah Yin.
In Tang Hao's bland narration, the book friends seemed to have been immersed in the scene, and saw Ah Yin walking out of the room with Tang San in his arms, and talked about the conditions with the masters of the Martial Spirit Hall with a calm face.
However, Ah Yin still died, committed suicide in front of Tang Hao, and sacrificed himself to become Tang Hao's soul bone and the ninth soul ring, a 100,000-year soul ring as red as blood!
When the book friends saw this, their blood was boiling, and they shared the same hatred with Tang Hao and Tang San's father and son, and finally understood why Tang Hao and the Wuhun Hall were incompatible. Such a revenge for killing his wife must not be shared with God!
And the plan of the Wuhun Hall frightened the book friends the most, but they didn't expect Xiao Wu to be targeted again!
Damn the Martial Spirit Palace!
But this anger disappeared after Tang San knelt in front of Tang Xiao, the current sect leader of Haotian Sect, and handed over Tang Hao's two soul bones, and after Tang Xiao's shout not to tell the sect master to call me uncle, it all disappeared. The book lovers burst into tears again.
Yes, at this time, where should I be called the sect master? This is Tang Hao's own brother, and he should be called uncle!
This is a family affection where blood is thicker than water!
"Woo woo woo, the three young people are so moved to write it, woo woo woo ......"
Most of the book friends were in this state, and then they began to worry about Tang San's ancestor recognition ceremony, a typical emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is not in a hurry. However, the chapter is broken here.,Today,It's not updated yet!
Book friends have @Model Tang Sanshao.
On the micro-erection of the model Tang Sanshao, it is estimated that all kinds of @ have reached millions or even tens of millions, but Mengxin has never logged in to this account, and the @ of book friends can only be conveyed to Mengxin through the system.
"Hey, it's urging you to change again? These book friends are really persevering. Meng Xin looked at Douluo's urging, and the corners of his mouth curled. It's true that it hasn't been updated today, but it's better to hang them every day.
Meng Xin was thinking about the MV again.
The dance training is far from over, he hasn't seen enough or touched enough, and he also needs to set up the new movements in the MV. If you want to surpass the marionette, it is definitely impossible to rely on the original actions in the current MV.
Of course, Meng Salary is not forced, although he has exchanged the skills of a dance master, and his ability to design dance moves is far beyond ordinary people, but this does not mean that he will definitely be able to design better movements.
Fortunately, he just moved the MV to teach the four girls in order to move, and in order to shamelessly take advantage, it doesn't matter if the MV is not popular. Anyway, there are many MVs of eighteen plus one ban, enough for him to move, and enough for the four girls to practice.
The mood suddenly improved, and Meng Xin decided to open a new book.
Except for a few individual books with important significance, he decided to open a book casually and move whichever he wanted, even if it was a book he was chasing.
By the way, Douluo also has a few more chapters by the way, and it is even more important to the part where Tang San met the people of the Martial Spirit Hall in the forest and then broke the chapter, hehehe.
Meng Xin first changed Douluo, and then used the blood-eating number to send out the ambiguous text in the skin, and the same number, the face change of the urban rebirth ability was also sent, and the number one double open! After reading it for a while, the fact of double opening will definitely attract a lot of firepower, and I don't know how many book friends will crusade against him in the book review area.
"Hehe, as an author who is angry and doesn't pay for his life, how can he not open it twice?" Meng Xin logged in to another author account and continued to post, completely forgetting how much he hated butterflies as a reader.
Ghost blows out the lamp, the three-body problem, Buddha is the way, the first chaos in history, how the villain is refined, the legend of the teacher, the card disciple...... Meng Xin moved out more than a dozen novels of various genres in one go, and he was addicted to it for a while.
The excitement of opening a book is not something that ordinary people can experience, even if it is not written by him, but he is also a former writer, and he naturally knows that the most passionate time for a book is when it is opened. Then with the decline of creative passion, with the slow growth of the number of collections and even stagnant growth, with the lack of rewards and book reviews, the more he writes, the more he writes, the more he wants to be a eunuch, of course, this is just his feelings. The great gods, the authors who have the perseverance and are not swayed by external objects, will not be affected by these factors, and will still maintain their creative enthusiasm consistently.
Meng Xin is very glad that he is shameless in this world, and he will not be hit again, and the books he moved over will only make readers crazy more and more, and will also make readers hate him more and more. Overall, he liked the feeling, which was a kind of ...... of the experience of hitting the streets in the previous world Compensate?
After sending out the book, Meng Xianwei posted an article, the number of the king of salted fish. "Guys, I've found a few great books, I highly recommend them!" is followed by titles and links to several books.
Meng Xin smiled, next, it is time for the almighty Salted Fish Studio to release a new plan to make trouble.
A movie, of course, is too thin, but the salary will beat the world's entertainment, and of course other entertainment products will start to move out.
"Well, it seems that he forgot something?" Meng Xin was thinking about what to move out, and a thought suddenly crossed his mind, he seemed to have forgotten something important.
Syllable!
Meng Xin clapped his hands.
It's a husky!
This guy's athlete program hasn't started yet!" This soul is faint, and he hasn't even thought of looking for me after so many days?" Meng Xin's eyes narrowed, and a dangerous aura was slowly released......
The husky feels very refreshing. New city, takeaway is so delicious. For three days in a row, he didn't go downstairs, and the fifteen meals were all takeout, and he ate so cool, it was extremely refreshing. Why is it three days and fifteen meals? Because huskies have five meals a day, of which breakfast and supper are simple meals, breakfast preserved egg and lean pork porridge plus a few Dongpo meat buns, or egg custard, or tofu brain fritters, or it may be the fast food that starts with the letters K, M, and D imported from abroad, and the night snack is some light food, and huskies will also be healthy, and will not eat greasy food at night, nor will they drink porridge at night.
In addition to the simple breakfast and supper, there are three main meals a day, namely real breakfast at 10 o'clock in the morning, lunch at 2:30 in the afternoon, and dinner at 7 o'clock in the afternoon. And in the new city, his total of fifteen meals are all good or not, and he eats flowers.
At this moment, just after three o'clock in the afternoon, the husky drank the last sip of milk tea, and hiccuped comfortably for twenty seconds, and the room was suddenly filled with the smell of "food".
Suddenly, the husky felt the temperature in the house drop.
"Hey, is this city so cool? It's only April or May, right?" muttered the husky, tightening his collar and turning up the air conditioner. He is different from ordinary fat paper, the fat on his body rarely has no thermal insulation effect, and the room temperature at this time is tantamount to the word cold for him.
Meng Xin looked at the bags all over the floor, looked at the exercise equipment buried in the bags, and the guy who was lying on his side on the ground with a computer next to the table, and he was angry.
The subsequent chapters of Qin Ze's book are so unattractive?
Could it be that this guy is reading a novel written by the little madman? Meng Xin glanced at the screen from a distance, and found that it was not, it was just a normal draft, and he couldn't help frowning.
said that he would lose weight for two months to the level of a normal person, and now it seems that he wants to compress this goal, tentatively set it for a month.
The husky was about to review the manuscript when suddenly a spirit stirred. For a moment, he felt a chill that froze through his bones.
"Damn, what kind of air conditioner is this? What kind of climate is this!" the husky rubbed his shoulders together and continued to look at the computer.
"Little haha. Meng Xin suddenly spoke.
"Whew-" The husky screamed in fright, and his flesh-like body bounced off the ground violently, and he was stunned for a moment, and then an excited smile appeared in his eyes.
This guy is so flexible and fast, and he has potential! It seems that he has to train harder, and if he is stimulated "appropriately", I believe that he will burst out with terrible combat effectiveness on the field in the future, and maybe he will really be able to win glory for the country!
Meng Xin squinted.
The husky looked at Meng Xin and was terrified.
"You...... Who are you?"
He forgot, he knew the husky, but the husky didn't know him.
"The Minions are me. "But I prefer you to call me in the future...... Coach!"