Invincible little uncle

Chapter 458 26. Form 2
In a bright classroom, the professor is talking loudly in the foreground.

The motivated students in the front row sat at the table, and some were even taking notes with their heads down.

In the back row, Xia Guang also got down on his stomach, looking sideways at the senior who was sleeping soundly.

Beige clothes, long slightly disheveled hair, a smear of white on his cheeks, and even breathing that only he could hear.

The surrounding sounds are far away.

The surrounding light is dimmed.

Although the classrooms are large, the high-rise buildings are large, the campus is large, the Universal City is large, and winter is large
But it seems that there are only two people left.

Thinking of the person by his side who will be his wife in the years to come, the two will never leave.

After that, it will not be someone else, but this senior who will accompany him to grow old and take care of him when he is sick.

The romance is over, and only the daily tea, rice, oil, salt, and parents are left.

When the time comes to talk about these mundane affairs, the one who looks at each other ugly will not kill others, but this senior sister.

Xia Guang suddenly felt some warmth in his heart.

He leaned towards Wen Li.

Perhaps because she touched her clothes, Wen Li trembled and turned her head in a daze: "Is the lecture finally over?"

Xia Guang clearly saw the look of "my essence is actually a scumbag" in her eyes, and couldn't help laughing.

On weekdays, senior sister Wen Li, one of the Big Three of Changfeng University, who stands tall in the eyes of others, has let go of all her pretense at this moment.

It turned out that she could also be hypnotized by lectures.

The scumbag senior who was sleeping drowsily saw through her disguised nature, she blushed a little and said angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

Xia Guangdao: "What a boring lecture."

"Do you think so too? I'm more interested in learning boring routines than listening to lectures."

"Then let's go."

Happiness flashed in Wen Li's pupils: "Go back to the villa? I have a car parked outside."

Xia Guang paused, shook his head and said, "No, I'll take you somewhere."

After finishing speaking, the two of them kept their bodies short and escaped from the aisle of the large lecture hall like two little mice escaping from the bright lights and the crowd.

Walking out of the big classroom, the incandescent lights in the hall were a bit dim, and stepping out of the hall again, it was suddenly cold under the eaves outside the door.

In the orange street lamps, heavy snow is blowing, and the westerly wind is blowing the sky full of white.

With a movement of his left hand, Xia Guang took the senior sister's hand.

Wen Li trembled.

The two interlocked their fingers.

Xia Guang propped up the black umbrella, and the surface of the umbrella rose, forming a black circle, making the surrounding quieter with his voice.

"Where are you going? Have supper?"

The senior sister, one of the Big Three, revealed her foodie nature in one sentence.

A scumbag and a foodie.

The high-ranking, cold and unapproachable senior, who has an invincible aura, instantly became a mortal.

Xia Guang originally wanted to take her to the lake, but after hearing what the senior sister said, he realized that he was also hungry.

So the two ran outside the school.

On the small street, there are dark dishes.

Wen Li didn't care too much, so she ordered barbecue, fried noodles, and Malatang.

Foodie, super eatable.

Senior sister quietly put on the big hat of the beige coat.

Xia Guang looked at her curiously.

The senior sister explained: "You can't be seen by others, otherwise the image will be gone."

Xia Guangdao: "They all know me now. When they see me, don't they know that you are sitting opposite?"

The senior sister hurriedly said, "Then you put on your hat too."

Xia Guang shook his head.

The senior sister was in a hurry: "I have no face to face people. In their eyes, even outside, I have an elegant and unfathomable image. Su Fan, believe it or not, this meal can completely ruin my image." up.

High-ranking people need a decent mask.

Everyone knows that this mask is fake, but they all wear it, because in this way there is a layer of cushion between the real ones.

Masks are either aloof and indifferent to strangers, or hypocritical and exquisite.

I have mastered both masks. "

Xia Guang asked: "If one day I become a real third magician, do I need to wear such a mask?"

Wen Li smiled and said, "Of course not. What kind of mask should a strong man wear?"

Xia Guang laughed, leaned forward, reached out and grabbed the brim of the senior sister's big beige hat, and pulled it back.

Wen Li said angrily, "I hate it."

Xia Guang smiled: "The woman of the third warlock doesn't need to wear a mask either."

The senior sister rolled her eyes: "Let's talk about it after you do it, the road of transcendence is not easy."

At this time, the hot Mala Tang came up, and it was super big.

Xia Guang only glanced at it, and then confirmed another attribute of Wen Li: a carnivore.

There are no vegetables in the super-large Malatang
At the same time, it revealed another attribute of the senior sister: eating meat does not gain weight.

Wen Li rolled her eyes: "It's time to eat, what are you looking at me for?"

This time she is more real and more charming.

From time to time, the couple who caused harm to the single dogs around them lowered their heads and ate the same bowl of Malatang with two pairs of chopsticks.

The snow fell on the awning above the head, and there was a soft stepping sound.

Students who go out for food, passers-by, people come and go.

In the distance, there are car horns and the sound of motors starting.

Two people are really insignificant to this world.

But, it's so warm.

After supper, it was already very late.

The senior sister sent Xia Guang to the downstairs of the dormitory, and said goodbye.

Standing under the eaves of the dormitory in Daxue, Xia Guang looked at the figure who turned and left, feeling as if he had passed away for a moment.

The next day.

Wen Li changed into a bright wine-red dress, and waited under the big banyan tree with a book in her arms.

Seeing Xia Guang, she ran forward again, took the boy's arm, and started listening to the lovers class.

Opening up the isolation air mask again, Wen Li opened the tome she brought.

There is an old yellowed page in the book.

There is a strange three-legged flying bird in the center of the page, surrounded by extremely small and dense characters, such as dots, but if you stare at it, you can find different images on it.

Wen Li took out two more magnifying glasses from her bag, and handed one to Xia Guang, "This is an ancient analysis, you should read it first, it will help you understand this formula."

Xia Guang picked up the magnifying glass and looked at the paper.

I don't know those lines.

Wen Li took out a few more sheets of paper, which were numbered from one to four, "This is the translation."

Xia Guang took the paper curiously, and looked at the translation while looking at the yellowed paper of the three-legged flying bird.

At the same time, my mind began to think and analyze.

The three-legged flying bird, also known as the Golden Crow, was a species in the age of mythology. The four pieces of paper are an analysis of the four parts of the Golden Crow.

The white paper numbered one corresponds to the three legs of the Golden Crow.

The white paper numbered two corresponds to the pupils of the Jinwu.

The white paper numbered three corresponds to the wings of the Golden Crow.

The white paper numbered four corresponds to the heart part of Jinwu's body.

The heart is the source of the flame, and the analysis is to refine the principle of the formation of the flame in it. Xia Guang quickly flipped through the picture, and he could see that the source of the flame is a transformation from nothing to something.

And this transformation is achieved through red.

The word "source" was written on the paper.

Look at the pupil again.

The flaming bird's eyes, even the surrounding eyelashes and skin, were analyzed one by one and listed on the paper, with the word "charged" written on the top.

The wings and three legs have also been subdivided, with "Mapping 1" and "Mapping 2" written on the top.

Looking at it in connection, it means that the flame is born from the source, after being charged, it is mapped to the wings and three legs, thus causing a wide range of damage to the surroundings.

It seems that analysis is to understand in detail.

Then you still need to do it yourself.

After all, according to Wen Li, everyone gets different reds, and the fragments they get through meditation are also different.

This golden crow is just an example in ancient literature.

I'm just learning how it parses.

Seeing this, Xia Guang felt a desire to meditate impatiently.

(End of this chapter)