Doomsday Pavilion

On the top of Luan Mountain, the magnificent golden temple stands on it, and Queen Yeluan waved gently and looked down at the people at her feet.

"Since I took up this position, there has never been such a happy event."

"First, my prince and your daughter, the joy of adulthood today."

"Second."

Yeluan paused, and pointed lightly with her bare hand.

"Under the witness of Luan Mountain and Misty...Come on, my left bank, my only left bank prince, my man, named Huang Dashan."

"Wow!"

The roaring clamor finally converged into unison shouts like landslides,

"The Prince of the Left Bank! The Prince of the Left Bank! The Prince of the Left Bank!"

With the support of the two maids, Huang Dashan and Ye Luan stood on the high platform of the Golden Temple to be baptized by everyone's eyes.

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the face must not be lost.

Shan Ye kept a humble smile, squeezing out a few words from the corner of his mouth.

"Yeluan, I must kill you!!"

Ye Luan stepped forward and took Huang Dashan's arm,

"The old saying goes: the winner is the king, the loser is the concubine!"

"My man, if he doesn't have the courage to face failure, he will lie obediently under Yeluan's skirt, and Yeluan will protect you from the wind and rain."

Master Shan's face was trembling,

"The bullshit loser is a concubine. If you and the black-skinned ghost were not for the sneak attack on Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu would let you kick and kick you."

"Oh? Yeluan's memory is a little confused...Who is attacking?"

Huang Dashan blushed and continued to gritted his teeth.

"The black-skinned ghost hides his own self. In the first few fights, he did not try his best."

Yeluan Road,

"I am in your hands other day, and you are in my hands today, do you still refuse to admit it?"

Shan Ye said,

"what do you want?"

With a reserved smile on his face, Ye Luan waved to the people who were whistling the tsunami down the mountain, and moved his lips slightly.

"I don't want to, but what you want."

The old mother’s medicine made it difficult for Shan Ye to stand, and he was crumbling, and he couldn’t help but clenched Yeluan’s arm.

"I..."

Ye Luan suddenly faced Lord Shan,

"Mingguang, are there any people and things worthy of your nostalgia?"

"Of course... my friends, relatives, wife, everything is in Mingguang!"

Her eyes are as deep as the night sky and scorching like the sun.

She pointed to the sea of ​​people under the mountain, her eyes arrogant and aggressive,

"They are mine!"

"I'm yours!"

"not enough?!"

Lord Shan choked, his eyes frozen like a dead fish.

"Follow me!"

Yeluan flicked his sleeve robe, and the bird lowered his head humbly in front of this woman, allowing Yeluan and Huang Dashan to walk from their necks to their backs.

"Huh!"

The bird ran in stride, down the unwarranted steps in the void straight down the mountain.

Across the splendid metal city, a red carpet spread straight from the gate to the end of the road.

It was a cliff like a knife, and beneath the cliff was an endless blue ocean with turbid waves.

Thirty-six rows of handsome young men dressed in red and green were kneeling neatly on the edge of the cliff. His complexion was as white as snow, and his mouth was dripping with blood.

Seeing Ye Luan coming, they were both miserable and frightened, screaming "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

"boom."

Anyone who screamed was hit hard by the warrior who was staring at him, and he collapsed to the ground and was lifted up to kneel again.

The female soldiers bent over and stroked their chests, bowed in unison,

"My King."

Shan Ye snorted coldly.

"Kill a chicken and show it to the monkey? I don't eat this one. Believe it or not I have killed more people than you have ever seen?"

Ye Luan looked at Huang Dashan quietly,

"Am I so superficial in your heart?"

"Then what do you mean? All of them are beautiful, delicate and weak. Tsk, aren't these all the little white faces you raised? Your taste is very fresh."

Ye Luan immediately turned pale and waved,

"kill!"

The female warriors received the order, lifted their broadswords expressionlessly, and cut them down.

A cavity of blood spurted suddenly, and the headless body fell to the ground, and the damp sea breeze engulfed the sticky bloody breath that made people sick.

Lord Shan did not change his face,

"Hey, your heart is cruel enough, you're done, don't you let the brothers take a bit of soup?"

"Hey, let's talk about it. I just watched it, but none of the people below have a handle. You are in short supply of men. Don't you feel bad if you kill it like this?"

Ye Luan was very angry and shouted,

"you!!"

"What's wrong with Lao Tzu?"

She suddenly smiled gently.

"Man, you are very naughty, but the more you are, the tighter the old lady likes it."

"Fuck, you are not cheap, I..."

Ye Luan’s slender jade hand touched Huang Dashan’s lips,

"Hush ~ gentle words, when left to the wedding, to say no later."

"Grass! Which one is warm with you? Why the fuck doesn't understand! Are you sick?!"

Ye Luan looked back and smiled, and the brows were as warm as jade and so on.

"If I am really sick, you are my medicine."

"..."

I am you mmp!

At this time, the crowd that followed Yeluan in the city came to the edge of the cliff, and the women standing in the front were holding pieces of gold woven clothes in their hands, golden light.

Their eyes were expectant and excited, looking eagerly at the cliff.

At this time, the female soldiers had thrown all their bodies into the sea, blood staining the waves.

In less than ten minutes, a group of little girls about ten years old climbed up from the cliff.

There were people with gray heads and faces that were injured, standing there bloody, neither crying nor making trouble.

Shan Ye was tired and distressed for a while, that's it, if it were in Mingguang, I would chop up all of you adults who watched the excitement and feed the dogs.

"Qua Chi Chi Chi"

The first croissant to climb up ran over on the plasma and threw himself into Yeluan’s arms.

"Mother! I am the first one!"

Ye Luan held the little girl in her arms,

"Nanny and nun, nun and nun are the best."

The old mother stood up again, gathered a group of little girls behind her, and said loudly,

"Today, November 11th, is the festival of Luanshan women-Girl's Day, and it is also the day when your daughters are thirteen-year-old adults, and it is my king..."

"Wait..."

Shan Ye stabbed Yeluan,

"What is Girl's Day?"

"November 11th, isn't it Singles' Day?"

Ye Luan frowned,

"What are you talking about? November 11 is the Girl's Day handed down in ancient times. It is a festival for our women and the day when Luanshan women come of age."

Shan Ye was speechless again, thinking hard, and finally his eyes lit up.

"Fuck, I know."

"what?"

"You didn't even have a bastard's Singles' Day, of course it became Girls' Day, hahahahaha~!"

"..."

"rogue!"

The old mother said,

"After climbing the Withered Bone Cliff, you are the soldiers of Luan Mountain. Today, you are all grown-ups."

"Yeah~!"

The old mother smiled and said,

"Parents, come over, give our little heroes, little warriors, dress!"

Ye Luan also took off a robe from the bird and put it on the horn braid.

", good job."

She was very proud of her new clothes with croissants.

"Hmph, big bald head, you want to be the mother's left bank, you have to pass my level!"

Huang Dashan bared his teeth.

The croissant murmured,

"Ugly dead, ugly dead, Dong brother is still good-looking, huh."

"Mother, did you see Brother Dong, where did Brother Dong go?"

Ye Luan rubbed the little girl’s head and rolled her croissant into a weed.

"Mother don't know, mother has always been with Left Bank."

When she said this, the "Dong Brother" who stood out among the crowd saw her mouth clearly and stepped back calmly.

(Fuck your mother, can you live this day? Why is this messy thing coming?)