"I'm a dragon!" Seeing Luo Xiaohu's eyes a little suspicious, the little monster nodded solemnly, and said in an affirmative tone again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Luo Xiaohu didn't have much interest in whether this little monster was a dragon or not, what he cared about was that this little monster could speak and had an IQ. This is a little easier for Luo Xiaohu, to be able to speak is to be able to communicate, to have IQ is to be able to think, and to communicate and think is to be a little far away from death, which is much better than playing against a wild monster and talking to a cow.

"Whatever" Luo Xiaohu waved his hand comfortably, and then began to find the hairball.

It's easy to see the hairball, this two hundred and five is still alive and well, and now the two thieves are looking at Luo Xiaohu with their eyes open, and when they see the master looking at him, they also swept their tails twice, and they look like dogs!

"I'm a dragon!" the little monster said again, as if he had an extremely firm belief in the word dragon.

Luo Xiaohu saw that this little monster was a little about to blow up, and immediately said very familiarly: "Okay, I know, you are a dragon, a dragon...... Sorry I didn't remember your name, can you repeat it again?".

The little monster's face was much kinder: "Dragon Pavisioz!".

"Hello, Mr. Pavisioz the Dragon!" Luo Xiaohu immediately reported the full name of the person.

The little monster has a smile on his cartoon face: "Do you know how to tell a story?".

"Yes!" Luo Xiaohu nodded and said, now as long as this little monster doesn't kill himself, let alone tell a story, Luo Xiaohu didn't hesitate at all when his life was in danger, Luo Xiaohu's discipline was almost gone, except for major critical hits from the enemy, such as enemies with glass tendencies.

When the little monster heard this, he immediately clapped his hands happily and stomped his feet: "Hurry up, hurry up, tell me a story!"

Luo Xiaohu looked at the movements of the little monster and said in his heart: How can this little monster look like a ten-year-old child, and he is so happy when he hears that someone is telling a story!

Thinking so in his heart, Luo Xiaohu agreed repeatedly, and just wanted to say something, but his stomach made a gurgling sound.

"I'm sorry, I'm too hungry, I don't have much strength, so it's a bit lacking in telling a story like this," Luo Xiaohu rubbed his belly and said to the little monster.

When the little monster heard this, he immediately waved his hand at Luo Xiaohu: "Follow me!"

Luo Xiaohu followed the little monster towards the fur mat, only to see that the little monster opened a large fur mat, revealing a square pit underneath.

Looking at this small square pit, Luo Xiaohu said in his heart: It turned out to be a primitive refrigerator, and this little monster is quite stylish.

"What do you like to eat?" The little monster saw Luo Xiaohu's face with a surprised expression, and his heart was very satisfied, as if he was showing off the delicious things in his hand to the children, and one big foot began to beat.

"Just come a little bit, any meat is fine, and my dog has been hungry for a long time, can you ......" Luo Xiaohu didn't forget his hairball, although it was a little bit worse, but how to say it was a life, and he spent so much meat to feed it, but he couldn't simply die, and he had to be saved when he should be saved.

The little monster didn't have much of a mood to worry about the hairball or not the hairball at all, and directly took out two pieces of meat wrapped in ice cubes from below, both of which were as big as a cow's hind legs, and Luo Xiaohu was dizzy when he saw it.

After picking up the pieces of meat, the little monster put down the 'refrigerator lid', took two steps with two ice cubes and put them on a stone platform, and then stretched out his big feet and snapped at the ice cubes.

Luo Xiaohu was stunned and looked at the ice lump that had been stepped on by the little monster, only to see that the originally transparent ice was now covered with cracks, and the little monster's fingers flicked on the ice, and the ice lump shattered into slag like injured tempered glass.

"Divine power" Luo Xiaohu couldn't help but extend his thumb to the little monster and praised him.

The little monster was very proud when he heard this, and picked up a piece of meat in one hand, held it in the air and began to breathe fire at the meat, showing off. In about three minutes, Luo Xiaohu had already smelled the smell of meat and began to swallow saliva.

It didn't take long for Luo Xiaohu to eat the meat with satisfaction, although the image was a little bad, he sat cross-legged on the ground, with a large lump of meat like a cow's leg on his legs, and directly tore the meat and stuffed it into his mouth, but now Luo Xiaohu can't take care of it a lot, and he is hungry with his chest and back, and he is so particular about what to do.

What's even worse is the hairball, which is even stained with oil, water and meat residue on its neck, and makes a satisfied hum while gnawing on the meat.

"Tell a story!"

The little monster is now arrogant and confused, holding a big shiny fur in his arms, biting the brain of a beast that he doesn't know, rolling around on his nest and playing, urging Luo Xiaohu to tell stories while playing.

"Once upon a time, there was one" Luo Xiaohu swallowed the meat in his mouth and began to tell the story of Cinderella to the little monster.

The little monster listened very attentively, the two cute big eyes didn't even blink, and one finger stretched out of his mouth, if he didn't see the scene of the little monster eating the giant spider, Luo Xiaohu would go up and twist his cheeks twice.

After Cinderella finished speaking, the little monster stretched out his thick fingers and plucked his nostrils: "It's not good!"

Luo Xiaohu looked at the little monster and said: It's not very good, you still listen to it so fascinating!?

"Is there any story of the fight?" asked the little monster as he looked at Luo Xiaohu with big eyes.

As soon as Luo Xiaohu heard that he liked to hear the stories of the fight, he suddenly remembered the first historical novel "The Biography of Yue Yun" he had read, but he still remembered the name, but he forgot the content in it.

But this was not difficult for Luo Xiaohu, and he opened his mouth and began to talk nonsense.

"In the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, the Jin soldiers occupied the Central Plains, and the Jin people confronted the Southern Song Dynasty across the river, the Jin people are not a good thing, these guys are a group of scum, they occupy the capital of the Song Kingdom, that is to burn, kill and loot all evil, countless Song soldiers have a dream in their hearts, that is, to fight back to the old capital......"

"Where is the Southern Song Dynasty, and where does Jin Bing live?" the little monster opened his mouth after listening for a while and began to ask.

Luo Xiaohu explained a little, what is the meaning of alternate history! and then continued to talk about it, but it didn't take long for the little monster to ask again, this little thing didn't understand, why the conscription in the story was so strange.

This thing belongs to cultural differences, the size of the soldiers in the Song Dynasty were nominally the emperor's soldiers, while the soldiers in Sodarlan were subordinate to the small nobles, and the small nobles belonged to the big nobles, and the big nobles were loyal to the king and were responsible from level to level.

This thing is troublesome to explain, and it took Luo Xiaohu almost half an hour to clean the little monster's literacy, and then continue to tell the story.

Who knew that he hadn't said it for ten minutes, the little monster threw out another question, Luo Xiaohu had to stop and explain to him again, Luo Xiaohu, who had been going back and forth, was a little unbearable, it was originally a nonsense story, but now it was disrupted by the little monster, Luo Xiaohu couldn't remember what he said before.

"If you want to listen to the story, listen to it honestly, or I won't tell it!" Luo Xiaohu really couldn't bear it anymore, when the little monster once again proposed that the golden vulture mentioned earlier was the third prince, and now when he said that he was the second prince again, Luo Xiaohu's old face was a little red and he couldn't get off the stage, and he lost his mind a little bit when he was debunked in front of him, and he yelled at the little monster in anger.

Luo Xiaohu regretted it when he said this, for fear that the little monster would also be angry and eat himself alive.

However, the little monster was not angry, but a little aggrieved, stretched out his little finger to clasp the edge of the fur, and said, "You yourself are wrong!"

When Luo Xiaohu continued, the little monster finally stopped interjecting, and after talking for a while, Luo Xiaohu's train of thought was smooth.

"Jin Wushu killed all the way, although he only brought 7,000 soldiers and horses, but the momentum was like a hanging, what team rushed to disperse, more often than not, the enemy had fled in a hurry, killing into the Song realm for thousands of miles as if entering the realm of no one. But today, this third prince of the Jin Kingdom met an opponent! I saw that the Song army in front of him was clearly armored, neatly arranged, and there were only 500 people in number, but the momentum was not inferior to his own 7,000 elite Tunguska savage troops, and in front of the team, there was a young general, riding a gray divine horse, and a giant hammer was hung on each of the victory hooks on both sides."

Yue Yun's version of "Spartan Three Hundred Warriors" has debuted!

Speaking of which, Luo Xiaohu asked the little monster, "Do you know the origin of this hammer?"

The little monster opened his eyes wide and didn't say a word, shaking his head so much that it was about to ghost.

"This hammer is a long story, these two hammers are made of black steel extracted from the polar mother stone, each one weighs 1,500 pounds, the hammer head is Ruyi cloud pattern, the hammer handle is the anti-slip design of the dragon pattern, the shape of the hammer body is the shape of eight pieces of silver melon, every other golden gourd petal, there is a tiger head in the middle of the melon petal, the tiger head holds a silver ring, the silver ring is connected with a silver rope, the silver rope is two meters five long, the other side of the silver rope is buckled with a small silver melon hammer, this silver melon hammer is covered with broken nails, broken anti-thorns, a total of nine nine hundred and eighty-one...... This hammer also has a resounding name: God meets God, runs away from demons, meets demons, and cries Baleng Silver Melon Zimu Earthquake Hammer!"

"Wow!" The little monster listened to Luo Xiaohu's blowing out, and his eyes were about to burst into golden light, and he couldn't help but say, "If only I knew what this hammer looked like."

The blowing was foaming at the mouth, and the little monster was still very popular, Luo Xiaohu himself was so happy, and when he heard the little monster ask, he immediately patted his chest and said, "Isn't this simple?"

I found a branch and stretched it out to the little monster's mouth: "Blow a fire and burn it!"

The little monster blew a fire for some reason, and the branch burned for a while, Luo Xiaohu let the little monster blow out the fire again, and with the little carbon head burned out of the branch, Luo Xiaohu directly began to draw the god he pulled out on the wall.

Luo Xiaohu's painting skills need to be said, in less than half an hour, a pair of hammers have jumped on the wall, and the little monster's eyes are about to look into it.

"That's amazing!" said the little monster.

"Of course!" said this, but Luo Xiaohu thought in his heart: Yue Yun can't pick up this thing, let alone take it, the horse can't move, almost a ton of things, and the horses of the Song Dynasty have even broken their bones.

After looking at the hammer for a while, the little monster urged Luo Xiaohu to continue.

The nonsense version of "The Legend of Yue Yun" talked about it late at night, and then it was finished, and the little monster fell asleep contentedly after Yue Yun killed the Emperor of the Jin Kingdom.

Luo Xiaohu also put his mind at ease, feeling that his life was temporarily saved!