Doomsday Pavilion

Today is different from the past. Bai Qiongshou, Shen Feng and others own a table exclusively, hooking their shoulders and piercing their eyes.

next to,

Shan Ye was sitting with Ye Luan and Tong Shengmei, and the two women gathered around Shan Ye and kept talking.

A dark-skinned night wind stood beside Ye Luan, carefully scanning every guest in the small hall, loyal to protect the lord.

"So you promised me?"

"So you promised me?"

Ye Luan and Tong Shengmei said in the same way, then the two looked at each other, each with their own thoughts.

Shan Ye was impatient, raised the wine jar and shook it, and found it was empty.

He also greeted Lin Chou to take a jar of three-color snake wine, slapped the mud seal and poured half of the jar down.

As the spirits poured into the throat, the spirit of alcohol was overwhelming, and Lord Shan felt that his sluggish brain was quite active.

In all aspects, Men Erqing!

"What is noisy, I'm all deaf in ears."

"You, just say you, you go to the skinny monkey over there and talk about joining the team. He is the captain of the Jianfeng team. Why are you so tired with me here? I don't count. "

"And you." Huang Dashan scolded his neck, "You girl can be patient, the scientific research institute and the garrison can run out of the city under the eyelids, and even dare to come and find Lao Tzu, believe it or not Can I trade you for five million?"

"Hey, I'll be arrested again this time. The nerds in the research institute have all the thoughts of slicing you. You are a prisoner. You really think you are a princess noble or something."

Ye Luan showed someone Huang the metal chain on his wrist,

"You guys from Mingguang Research Institute released me by themselves. This is called Yuanneng... What kind of generator is actually a bomb. To prevent me from running away, it will explode after a certain distance from Mingguang."

Huang Dashan stared,

"I have no grudges against you in the past and recent days. You brought a bomb to find Lao Tzu to do something... Stay away from me and talk so close to you. I know you well?"

This is the time when you are telling nonsense with your eyes open. What is the meaning of no grievances in the past and no enmity in the past and now. A few days ago, it was time for you to beat people to blood.

Ye Luan smiled coquettishly, and his delicate white fingers touched Huang Dashan in the void.

"Man, you've seen and touched everyone's body, are you still unfamiliar?"

Shen Feng and Bai Qiongshou roared together,

"Cooked, how unfamiliar."

"Yes, yes, yes, so well cooked, what is that idiom, so good!"

"Hey, this Sun Zhamo has also touched and seen it, and done everything that should or shouldn't be done. If we dare not admit it, then Jianfeng dare not want this grandson anymore. ,pustule."

"Yes, that's the reason."

The two sang and slapped the dots, and Master Shan was so angry that he threw the wine jar over.

"Go to the funeral while you die."

Bai Qiong first grabbed the wine jar that was about to land, flipped his palm, and the wine jar quickly rotated in his hand, even with the whirring wind, and only a raised middle finger was left to support it. The jar is facing Lord Shan.

"I'm ********" Huang Dashan spit out a long series of ambiguous curses, "Have you seen that before and touched it? What am I fucking!!!"

I think about it now that the picture is all leeks, does this girl know that she is about to leave a psychological shadow on Laozi?

Ye Luan's pretty face blushed, her eyes dripping charmingly.

"Man, you still want to avoid me? The man I Yeluan fancy, you can't hide... I don't want you to be my servant under my skirt, and I don't want you to be convinced by me... as long as you marry I can be my man.... My subjects will cheer for you and worship you. One person will be more than ten thousand people, and you will get what you ask for."

Marry, marry your grandma, do you have any common sense!

"Does your mother have a brain flood, your grandfather Dashan marries you? I'm damn, then the damn thing is marrying!"

"Pouch."

The members of the Jianfeng team laughed again.

"Hey?! Is this talking about marrying?"

"Marriage, marry, do I need to prepare my dowry for you? For the sake of my brothers for so many years, a red wedding gown made by hundreds of different animals is absolutely necessary to have half of the animal hair."

Huang Dashan knew he had failed, his old face flushed and his neck cried,

"Laugh, laugh at your mother, get out, get out of here, don't be an eyesore at the side!"

Bai Qiong waved first and smiled.

"Brother Lin, give me a jar of three-color snake wine, and a pot of braised peanuts. It's such a good show, how can there be no wine and no vegetables?"

"*********"

Huang Dashan whispered feebly, his face looked very hideous.

Lin Chou was silent and frowned slightly. Was it the only commander who noticed that this woman mentioned the word "subject"?

What kind of people have subjects?What kind of person can be one person below ten thousand people?

Shan Ye's brows were twisted into a big painful bump, and he raised his head, but he did not pour half a drop of wine from the wine jar.

A jar of three-color snake wine, two sips are drained, so the amount of alcohol, even the fifth-order strongman will take a breath when the warm wine comes.

The Lord Shan is okay, but his face has a nine-point rich red, spitting out wine.

"Brother Lin, two more altars."

Lin Mei said,

"I want to drink? I have already drunk two jars..."

Huang Dashan snapped the card on the table,

"I'm rich, don't you guys sell my wine?"

The owner really wanted to smash your back molars in a pot, Lin Chou gritted his teeth and threw a jar of wine over.

"Give you!"

Huang Dashan snorted triumphantly, then turned to see Ye Luan staring at him without blinking.

His own shadow was reflected in those dark eyes, Shan Ye's face became stiff, and a trace of dark color floated.

"Gudong Gudong."

"One more altar."

"Gudong Gudong."

"Come again!"

"again..."

Ye Luan's eyes were full of worship, and she whispered to herself,

"Such a bold man... is worthy of my Yeluan... the other... vulgar fans..."

None of the people present were not evolved humans, and her ears were as spiritual as a strange beast, but how small her voice could be.

"Yun, vulgar fan!"

Bai Qiongshou insisted.

"Right, right, coquettish!"

Shen Feng is rarely serious.

This time, Moushan wouldn't pay attention to these two friends, because he was dizzy and squinted, and he looked at the wine jar in his hand and looked shaky.

Lin Chou was a little worried,

"Shan Ye drink this way, there will be no accident, right?"

Bai Qiong said,

"Something happened, what happened? This product used to be a tyrant in Mingguang, but he was able to empty the entire wine cellar by himself. This is just a little more wine. Can our Lord Shan be ordinary people."

Lin Chou rolled his eyes, you are not an ordinary person, and my wine is not a second-class wine.

Shen Feng understood Lin Chou's meaning, and frowned.

"Brother Lin's wine is no better than others, it's wine-conscious... Even the average evolutionary may not be able to withstand so much wine and the power of origin, not to mention that Shan Ye drank so much..."

Bai Qiong tapped his fingers on the desktop,

"vulgar!"

WTF!?

What is vulgar?

Lin Chou and Shen Feng looked at each other in amazement, but now they both took the wrong medicine.

Bai Qiong said with a straight face,

"If a man is not drunk, how can a woman have a chance, just look at it and talk more."

"..."

Speechless, completely speechless.

You Bai Shiba is right, it's really fucking reasonable.