Doomsday Pavilion

Lieutenant General Ye Ming felt both inexplicable and extremely wronged.

Don’t you compete with the Xue family’s life and death?Why did the onlookers bring Lin Shou, the bastard, booed and scolded him?I'm like this to you??

At any rate, it was also the middle level of the military who had been fighting for decades in the garrison, squinting his face slightly, and the faint Tier 4 coercion and high-ranking aura spread.

"Lin Chou boy, I am the rank of lieutenant general of the Mingguang garrison. I represent the will of the garrison. Do you dare to insult me?"

"Wow"

"Crack"

There was a chaotic sound of tables and chairs, and several people stood up from the audience. These people were very different from the brightly dressed people here.

All the sturdy appearances are like bloodthirsty beasts, and a huge hairy face like Shan Ye is considered handsome. Many people have various scars crisscrossed and hideous.

It was Shan Ye Shen Feng Bai Qiongshou and the various hunter team members, plus Sikong, Leng Hanwei Qingyu, the indiscriminate Master Ziyu and his dozen bodyguards.

Ye Ming was shocked, and said sharply, "You, are you going to rebel?!"

When it comes to lip service, who has the Lord Shan served?

Showing a row of fourteen white teeth up and down, he hehe twice,

"Rebellion? The light will last forever. Whose rebellion shall we create? Lieutenant General Ye, I think you have just insulted the hunters who are fighting for the peace and harmony of the base city in the wilderness and the living corpses and animals, paying their blood and even their lives, I would like to ask Ye Lieutenant General, did you also represent the will of the garrison?!"

As soon as Shan Ye said this, a group of hunters immediately geared up and stared at Ye Ming with a sneer.

The relationship between the garrison and the hunters has been quite tense, and even the private hunting team and the official hunting team of the Mingguang garrison are competing openly and secretly.

Big and small friction is not once or twice, although there is no match with an open flame, it is not new to fight in private.

Fight!It's really exciting!

A fool would refuse to form a group to beat a garrison lieutenant general. This awesome force can at least blow the first half!

Think of those silly roe deer Xiaobai's eyes looking at the gods, complimenting them by lighting cigarettes and toasting. The adrenaline of the hunters began to secrete rapidly, and their faces became flushed with breathing.

Do this GR!!

"Me, when did I insult the hunter?"

Ye Ming was going crazy, not to mention that he was a Tier 4 lieutenant, even if the admiral and the top boss of the garrison were present, this pot would definitely not be carried on his body.

"Ahem!"

Wei Tianxing coughed, the fifth-order coercion was like a landslide and tsunami that swallowed everything.

Ye Ming couldn't help but stepped back half a step, and now he realized what TM had done himself?

Actually shrouded a Tier 5 powerhouse in his pressure??

Hurriedly said, "Master Wei, yes, sorry, I..."

Wei Tianxing sighed. The garrison represented by Ye Ming bowed his head and apologized at this time-or twice... how did his mind grow?

Wei Tianxing's original intention was to lift the confrontation between the two sides and let both sides take a step back. Now he is too lazy to say, "Sit down, four of you, taste the dishes!"

Wei Tianxing twisted a lotus seed and wiped off the black gray on the surface, revealing the verdant color inside.

"Well, it's delicious and delicious, the heat is a bit short...Well, this smoky taste is very unique, hahaha."

Xue Guangyuan's face twitched and he was able to fry the greedy lotus seeds like this. Mingguang was afraid that there would be no one to come, so he also tasted one, "It's ripe."

As for the heat, color, smell, the old man didn't mention it at all.

Let the 137-year-old elder and the fifth-tier powerhouse taste the dishes fried with ashes on the bottom of the pot together. I am afraid that this face has already given the sky.

Now there was an unlucky ghost, and there were waves of whispers and low muffled laughter from below.

Jiang Zhengyang's face resembled a bitter gourd. He wiped the lotus seeds over and over again with a white silk paw, closed his eyes and swallowed it as if taking poison.

The listener was sad and the listener shed tears, but the song can be sobbed to the extreme.

The new paint color of the toilets of these big families in Mingguang can make ordinary people talk about it for three days. Jiang Zhengyang is a patient with extreme obsessive-compulsive disorder. Who knows who does not know?

"it is good!"

"Good job!"

"Young Master Jiang is mighty!"

The people underneath applauded frantically, Jiang Zhengyang was so bitter, he staggered back on the chair and panted.

"Auntie, Jiang Zhengyang is so pitiful..." Mo Wenwen covered her mouth and smirked.

Mo Hongniang said indifferently, "There is someone more pitiful than him, Ye Ming, this time, I'm afraid it's over."

"why?"

Mo Hongniang shook her head, "The little girl's family, a virtuous husband, a good husband and a child...the brochures I gave you.

Mo Wenwen stomped her feet and blushed like blood, "Auntie!! Who, who would look at that kind of thing!"

Over there, Xue Zhen took a deep breath, as if there was a faint airflow around his mouth and nostrils, sucking in his body.

Xue Zhen's dry and gray skin quickly bulged, and the fuzzy silver light jumped around Xue Zhen's body. In a blink of an eye, the old man who fell in the wind and turned into a devil with extremely strong muscles.

Wei Tianxing frowned, "Master Xue is using his origin and vitality to support his body and return to the peak year. Is he living enough?"

Xue Guangyuan smiled bitterly, "Xue Zhen is too strong, this is not the first time I have done this."

"Crack"

The friction between the bottom of the pot and the stove made a piercing sound, sparks splashed everywhere, and Xue Zhen turned a deaf ear. His eyes and attention were completely on the lotus seeds that were gradually rotating in the pot.

A full pot of greedy lotus seeds flowed slowly in the pot like water, and while tumbling up and down, they formed a large vortex along the side of the pot. They were well organized, and none of the lotus seeds came out of the pot, and none of them made a crisp sound.

"Wow, wow..."

Even the sound is so beautiful, like a waterfall hitting a rock, just like a movement.

"it is good!"

Wei Tianxing clapped his hands, "As expected of Master Xue, this technique, this concentration, Lin Chou, learn it!"

"Master Xue is amazing!"

"Frying tens of thousands of catties in a pot, what kind of control is needed?"

"If Master Xue is a battle-type evolutionary, I'm afraid we..."

"Stab it"

Pieces of clothing on Xue Zhen's upper body shattered, revealing silver-glowing skin, as if washed with water.

The big and big sweat flows into small streams, but before they fall, they are transpired into white water vapor by the high temperature.

Xue Zhen's arms were congested, blood vessels were raised high, and every time his heart beats, the blood vessels that burst out would squirm like earthworms.

"Wow, wow..."

With the weight of tens of thousands of catties in his hands, Xue Zhen's eyes were blood red, his breathing was heavy, and his sweat dripped down like rain.

His arms trembled suddenly and out of balance, and the consequences of this tiny tremor were devastating.

When the cauldron was leaning, a large group of lotus seeds were thrown out of the pot. The cauldron that had gradually left the stove slammed on the stove with a bang. Under the influence of tens of thousands of catties, Xue Zhen’s dining table also Following in the footsteps of the predecessors, collapsed suddenly.

The blazing flames in the stove swallowed the cauldron instantly, ignited the stove, and flames rose into the sky.

"puff!"

Xue Zhen spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes cracked.