Doomsday Pavilion

There is not much left in the wine jar, his body is huge and billowing, his eyes are flushed, and the bear's mouth is dripping.

"Come on!"

"Drink and drink!"

He patted his stomach and made a loud burp, as if he was full.

Shan Ye almost fainted, "Boy, drink quickly, continue to drink! There are the last ten cylinders!"

"Roar!"

Billy stood up, opened his mouth and sucked, the wine in a big tank was billowing up, gathered into a thick water dragon and was rolled into his belly.

"Haha, hahaha, I won! I won! One to six, hahahaha! Have you bought ten thousand altars?"

"Did you buy Lao Zhou?"

"No, I regret my death... how about you?"

"I didn't buy it either! Wipe!"

After asking around, none of them said they bought it.

Shan Ye looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Wow haha, I eat all, all eat hahaha!"

The dealer sits in the Liushui Village, and only draws water without taking risks. If only Shan Ye buys 10,000 altars, he does take everything except the dealer’s commission.

The dealer glanced at the bottom sheet, and was taken aback, "There is another person who bought 10,000 altars, not the circulation point, but this thing."

The eyes of everyone gathered, and the dealer took out an egg-sized sphere bonded with bark and placed it on the table.

The surface of this thing is like a skinny, and there are scattered white hard objects.

"What is this?"

"Well, it's like a dung ball fossil that has been collected by Mutant Dung Kelang for many years..."

Shen Feng pushed away from the crowd, "Damn! Who made this bet?"

"What's wrong? All the fuss."

Shen Feng was holding the bark ball, his face was shaking, "The fruit of Gloomy Wood! This TM is the fruit of Gloomy Wood!"

Gloomy Wood?

What's that stuff?

Shen Feng said, “Yin is in both mountains, north and south, and those born in the north and south or in autumn and winter are generally called yin wood. In the mud and rock, the texture is hard, and it will not die for ten thousand years, die for ten thousand years without withering, withered but without rot for ten thousand years..."

"Hey, this is just bragging! The cataclysm has only been two hundred years old. There was no such tree in ancient times, and who did you fool?"

Shen Feng was speechless, "Anyway, I saw this kind of thing when I was in the scientific research institute. In order to find a gloomy wood, the scientific institute sent forty thousand hunters to almost turn the Zushan mountain over, and only got so many plants. Think about it yourself. "

"What's the use of this stuff?"

Shen Feng shrugged, "I said you don't need it either. This thing is a catalyst for building weapons for the fifth-order adults. It is used to roast the bones of high-level alien animals. It is said that it can change its characteristics..."

"..."

Everyone, look at me and I look at you. After talking for a long time, feelings are high-end firewood?

"Who actually brought this thing out, the dealer?"

Chicai walked out, "I held it."

"Brother Shen, give a quasi believer, how much is this thing worth?"

Shen Feng thought for a while, "If it is planted, even a small seedling, the scientific research institute will be willing to purchase ten million...this seed, four or five million, is not too much."

Everyone nodded, they still believed the price that Shen Feng said.

The dealer cleared his throat, "Total bet amount: Seventy-nine thousand six hundred and sixty-six million. Zhuang takes three points, which is 23,889,800. This woman...madam, and Huang Dashan Take it all, don’t count the rest. This lady takes two thousand three hundred and seventy-seven thousand, and Shan Ye takes five thousand three-four and ninety-nine thousand."

Shan Ye slapped his face, "Haha, 54 million, hahaha..."

The potted plant came over, shook his fingers and said, "Hey, 10 and a half of mine! A total of 8024,133.1, remove the fraction and you can give me 8.03 million, my grandma Very generous."

Shan Ye waved his hand, and a sum of circulation points was allocated to the potted plant card.

"I'll give you nine million, a tip!!"

The dealer asked, "My lady, where is your card?"

Chi frowned, retrieved the gloomy wood fruit, "I have no card."

"This... how come there are people without cards?"

"Hey, it's the first time I heard that there are still black accounts in the base city!"

Bai Qiong said with a smile, "Shut your stinky mouth, the money of the lady boss is of course transferred to the boss's account."

"Oh~"

"Yes, yes, Lord Bai understands everyone!"

Chi did not speak, and turned around to take care of Lord Blood God.

He bounced around a few times, and fell to the ground, roaring.

"Sir Blood God, what's the matter with you?" Chi only panicked.

Shan Ye had a good time, "I'm coming up with the wine~"

A group of hunters knew what Shan Ye meant by "Jiu Jinger".

I saw it tumbled on the ground a few times, and rose into the air. The pin-like hairs all over his body stood up, and the whole bear became thicker in an instant, and each hair was full of red color.

Shan Ye said, "I bet 50 cents, at least a hundred catties of blood will be spewed out."

"Cut, I bet two hundred catties!"

"belch!"

"Roar!"

Rolling tossed in mid-air, tears came down in both eyes.

"puff!"

Suddenly a string of bright blood arrows spurted from the mouth, spraying it on the hot fluorescent lamp that had been lit all night, first a burst of blue smoke appeared, and then it burst into flames, the fluorescent lamp exploded instantly and the light went out.

"Wow."

Billowing with a sigh of relief, the bear was in the air, but the grunt sounded through the hillside.

Shan Ye whispered, "This bear, won't it be alcohol?"

Bai Qiongshou shrugged, you ask me, who shall I ask?

Shan Ye triumphantly patted his chest, "Wow, I made a profit, five thousand and four hundred million, just like picking up money for nothing, well, I made forty million, hahahaha."

Bai Qiongshou rolled his eyes, this kid is not very good at math.

The fifty-four million minus the 27 million wine money, the eight million of the potted plant is divided into, and his 9 million principal, where is the 40 million?

I don’t know if I’m sobering up tomorrow morning, this guy finds that he hasn’t made a lot of potted plants yet, will he cry hard?

(PS:

I started to read the stolen performance scripts of the book,

If I don’t ask for a recommendation vote, don’t you vote?

He is a macho man with my backbone, my persistence and pride.

Writing so hard in this concept, wouldn't your conscience hurt?

I also write well when I have poor grades. I'm serious!No support, no recommendation ticket, no reward, now it’s fine, even the TM collection is gone.

Anyway, Ben Guan is a lonely and arrogant person who is not good at big women's shows, and he is not good at selling cute tickets.

I'm not that kind of person and I disdain it.

The world is a lesson, today I will ask for the last 999th time.

Do you really think I am an author who can handle it at will?

I tell you!

Listen to me!

Daddy readers, vote for me!Give me a reward!Collect my book!

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