Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou didn't want to conduct an in-depth study on a dead man's bone, and the bones' names were not necessarily all Aotian, not interested.

I don’t know where I heard a series of passionate emotions. Afterwards, they are often full of dullness. I just want to come and fall asleep after an afterthought, but Lin Chou is not. His hands (especially his left hand) and the back mountain have just been repaired. The cold storage is hungry and thirsty and roars with rage.

Lin Chou is now full of muddy enthusiasm-I want to pick up the corpse!!

"Mmp, there have been several super-large beasts in the history of the base city. How many corpses of strange beasts have to be left, the high-level low-level dead and half-dead that I have never seen before. It’s so big, why can’t I let this handsome fill it up?"

"Damn the system, I didn't see a single hairy point for any shit mission points, what a broken mall, it was more than 800 chapters to squeeze out, it's not that you can't beat a fart! I am ashamed to say that I am a system. You came here to kill the host. Hey, this handsome believes in your evil—"

"Heaven, earth and earth have the largest circulation point, ah, ah, after ten days of delay, the day lily has been cold... God bless... the big breasted sister has apprenticeship, you must grab a few hundred more for this boss Tons..."

Hearing a crash in the abandoned mine pit, a figure volleyed up several hundred meters and instantly crossed a distance of several kilometers, smashing the earth out of the cobweb-like cracked pit and then took off again.

Lin Chou's mouth was yelling at all kinds of mess, which quickly disappeared.

If Zhu Ge Tiexin was still here, she would be dumbfounded-Damn, why didn't you take it out early?

...

"Boom."

The dust settled.

Lin Chou pulled his feet out of the stone and looked at the familiar faces around him like statues.

"Hi, what a coincidence."

Huang Dashan threw away half of the strange animal's head in his hand,

"Fuck, you still know how to come back! Let your Lord Shan see where it hurts? Come, touch a chicken~"

"roll!"

Lin Chou sent the goods to a distance of three hundred meters with one punch.

Bai Qiongshou stepped forward and gave Lin Chou a bear hug. There were more scars on the face of the Eighteenth Master from the left cheek all the way across the eye sockets to the center of the eyebrows. He looked a bit more gloomy and handsome.

"Lin Zi!"

I didn’t say any extra words. It can be seen that the face of the Eighteenth Master is not very good, it should be that the injury is not light-for an agile evolver, facing such a large-scale animal tide is not his strong point, but like Shan Ye will have some advantages.

Then he saw a saber-toothed bear rushing towards him and lifted Lin Chou.

"Wow, Brother Chou, where did you go? I won't be able to see you after the animal tide is over!"

This is Xia Dasha—Xia Dasha with a bear on his back.

Shen Feng on the side couldn't even speak. There were circles of blood-stained gauze wrapped around his chest. It seemed that he had hurt his lungs, so he could only use sign language for gestures.

The remaining few people also greeted with surprise, Gao Xuan, Ren Baoqiang, Liu Zhuzi and others.

Shan Ye asked,

"Catch up?"

Lin Chou nodded. He didn't know whether to tell the Northwest Wolf City in front of everyone.

But think about it, I've asked those people what they mean, so as not to do bad things well.

A group of people still didn't understand that Lin Chou's designation had caught up with the big event, so they turned the conversation off.

Bai Qiongshou cast a look at Lin Chou.

"Don't be too busy talking, you should go to the city first, and don't come back again. Admiral Leng is afraid that he will dismantle the furnace mountain of the higher teacher directly!"

A group of old and unscrupulous people who watch the excitement are not too serious and laugh together.

Lin Chou didn't care,

"This ground is full of circulation points, let me make a fortune first before..."

Bai Qiong smiled.

"Oh, you have to make a fortune? The base city has already sent your best share, I said, can your cold storage still be installed — not to mention, Lieutenant General Leng has completed the demolition of Lushan, and it is estimated that the next demolition Is it Yan Huishan?"

"I'm going now!"

When Lin Chou went to Lushan and passed the west gate of Erdao Wall, he found that the main road from Shangcheng District to Zhengximen was almost completely covered by a kind of dead vine, piled up as high as three or five stories. He didn't know how. Caused.

"Tsk... I cut it back for half a year without thinking about cutting wood..."

Ten minutes later, Lin Chou's figure appeared at the foot of Lushan Mountain.

"I... go... the wrong way?!"

Further heavy snowfall, more than a step back in summer.

The whole Lushan was covered in silver, and snow flakes larger than goose feathers were almost hit on the ground with a "pupupu" shot.

Under Lin Chou's open gaze, an old tree that had experienced wind and rain was broken by snow flakes--yes, it was broken, and the largest fragment was not more than a palm.

The surrounding air instantly dropped dozens of degrees, and there was a posture of freezing Lin Chou into a popsicle.

Lin Chou almost dazzled,

"I'm going... it's so beautiful..."

After only one step, the snow on the ground was half a person deep, and Lin Chou was pleasantly surprised to find out—"Eh, I'm going? Ta Xue Wuhen is much more immortal than walking in waves!"

"Fuck it, it's you!!"

Suddenly a majestic figure in a sheepskin coat jumped out of the snow behind the old tree, leaving a snow pit in place.

He took Lin Chou and left.

"Lin Chou...help...you won't come back...my grandfather is afraid it will be made into an ice sculpture and hung on a flagpole..."

Lin Mei wondered,

"This is really Lushan? Who are you?"

The man opened his hood, revealing a black face without any hair,

"Me! High-speed rail!"

Lin Chou swallowed his saliva,

"...Did you go to the alley to watch cartoons?"

"???"

"Becoming bald, it doesn't necessarily make you stronger, the animation is all deceptive!"

"What mess, I was struck by lightning... Come with me... My grandpa is still waiting for you to help..."

"Thunder struck? What kind of evil did you do..."

The high-speed rail smiled sadly,

"I don't have to ask you... forget it... Lieutenant General Qianer Leng took three thousand Lushan to kill you, insisting that my grandfather's white horse arrow lost you or something. .."

Pointing to some corners under the mountain,

"Did you see, that, that, and that, the 250-caliber source crystal giant cannon, the eight-meter armor-piercing arrow, the siege giant crossbow — and even the eighteen birdwing ballista — Lieutenant General Leng also really went Hand, since I was born, Lushan has not been threatened by a weapon he made!"

High-speed rail is a resentment, a strong sense of frustration in the words,

"Who are we provoking? First, the neon dragon that can't even be dealt with by the birdwing ballista, and...and...hey..."

Finally, Baima Jian has made meritorious service, and she has to be scolded by others. High-speed rail almost wants to cry for grandpa and the entire Gao family.

"Also, why did you come back? Didn't you chase the White Horse Arrow? The White Horse Arrow came back four hours ago. The Leng Zhongjun saw that you didn't come back and went crazy on the spot! Look at the wound on my face. You look at you! You slapped me from the top of the furnace mountain to the bottom of the mountain with a slap! Hey! My high-speed rail does not shame?!"

Lin Chou took a look and took a breath.

"Uh... four hours? I came here as soon as I landed. I just went around the city and didn't even return home! Heaven and earth conscience!"

High-speed rail sniffed,

"Sie...it's over...have a cold...hurry up and go, Lieutenant General Leng could not tell me how to abuse my grandfather, hey, the heart is not old..."

Talking and walking, the steps of the high-speed rail are like tweezers that can’t be opened, crying pretendingly,

"Ouch... my poor grandpa..."

Lin Sorrow,

"..."

Is this really a grandson?!

No matter what they said, the two reached the top of the furnace mountain after all.

The eyes of the high-speed rail are always weird, and I keep asking all the way.

"Hey, Lin Chou, why do you look taller than me?"

"Huh...you have no footprints!"

"Rely... Can you fly on the snow?!"

Lin Chou was tortured.

The small yard of the blast furnace was almost completely buried by snow. There was about two meters of snow. As for the huge iron furnace, there was no trace of it. There was only a large pit with flames in place.

Leng Han is roasting a piece of ham, cutting a piece of ham, and eating a piece of it. It is elegant like a princess with a gorgeous dress and silver tableware at a noble banquet-instead of using fire tongs to hold the meat in front of the fire pit. Scene.

The blast furnace was firmly tied with a white horse arrow twisted into a spring, and half a fire heel was stuffed in his mouth. Both the white horse arrow and the blast furnace were struggling.

But it is obviously also a pity that the white horse arrow is undoubtedly made of metal, and can't do anything with Leng Han's hands.

——It is still worth mentioning that the blast furnace floats horizontally in mid-air over a dozen meters above the fire pit.

(Lin Chou: This is not an ice sculpture, it is obviously a barbecue.)

When Blast Furnace saw Lin Chou coming, a series of fierce sparks suddenly appeared in his eyes. As for what kind of complicated emotions it contained, Lin Chou didn't know.

Lin Chou cautiously walked behind Leng Han,

"Why did you take down all the stoves? We..."

"Crack."

The wind and snow stopped, the indescribable extreme cold froze everything, and even the terrifying golden flame in the fire pit was suppressed.

Lin Chou's eyes were horrified, Wu Cao, this one is not going to kill, right?

However, it was only a moment, and the temperature returned to normal.

Leng Hanyang raised the ham in his hand,

"Let's eat together? Taken from your cold storage, it's delicious without you..."

Lin Chou sat down next to Leng Han,

"Well, you don't need to be so close to the fire, you see it is burnt... sizzle... The ham is originally salty, why do you sprinkle salt?"

Baima Jian and the blast furnace finally got out of control, the blast furnace turned over and landed steadily from the top of the fire pit, and was about to run on tiptoe.

"stop!"

The blast furnace turned back,

"Ha ha... Ha ha ha... Leng girl... It's none of my business... Isn't this kid coming back... Look at him... Nothing at all..."

Leng Han tilted his head to look at Lin Chou, his cold face without any expression, vivid and delicate.

Lin Chou's apple squirming,

"Uh...I'm fine...Thanks to the old man's white horse arrow."

Then I talked about my experience in Wolf City.

"That's it, hey, this time I made a profit. Not only did you recover your losses, but you also earned. Oh, yes, this bone... I think it suits you well! Even if you don’t eat or drink, you can maintain At least ten days of stamina, although I don’t know how to do it, here, it’s for you!"

He was finally smart once.

The bones snatched from Zhu Ge Tiexin’s body were so favored. Not to mention, the irregular prismatic shape of the fingers of an adult is still very suitable for Leng Han’s painting style.

"Go back and wash it well. I think it looks pretty when you hang it on your neck-just make a chain with extremely dense metal. I won't give you the hyphae of the hair ball. It is too sharp and can cut you easily. The temper is also weird."

"Ok..."

Leng Han nodded slightly, and a machine-density metal wire passed through the small hole of the bone decoration to form a small and delicate chain.

Then, both of them were dumbfounded and silent.

The high-speed rail is anxious,

"Silly, cold girl is waiting for you to put it on her!"

"Uh..."

Lin Chou's eyes widened, looking at Leng Han,

"Yes, is it so?"

The Blast Furnace wanted to slap the fool to death, and God opened it—forget it, this kid’s dog hole about emotional intelligence must have been welded to death.

This is going to rest on the average girl, and a big thunder has passed.

However, Leng Han nodded and repeated quietly,

"Put it on."

"Oh, alright..."

Blast Furnace was dumbfounded, thinking that his whole life's advanced revolutionary experience had been fed to the dog. Now young people like to play this way?

The high-speed rail stabs the blast furnace, there is doubt in the depths of the eyes,

"Grandpa, this is not the same as what you said to me at the beginning. Are you really lying to me?"

The blast furnace jumped up like a fried chicken,

"Kouhu! Your grandfather and I were popular with thousands of young girls at the beginning, but when the base city is down to ninety-nine, which female creature doesn't know your grandfather and me? Even your grandma is catching up... "

"His surname! What happened to Tie'er's grandma? What's up there?"

The blast furnace swallowed a sip of air, and stepped forward to support the cheerful old woman who looked dozens of years younger than him.

"Hey, I'll just say that this little one is unworthy. If we really use what we taught him, we will take down those blind dates soon? Maybe now our old and great grandchildren will both get soy sauce. , Tell him that it’s okay to get in the car first and then make up for the ticket...This kid doesn’t know what they are carrying..."

The old woman stuck her ear on the face of the blast furnace.

"Fuck your mother's stinky shit! Do you know what the Gao family is saying outside?"

Blast Furnace was shy and grinned.

"It must be said that my Gao family is a living bodhisattva who rescues hardships in the base city. The old man lives for ten million, hehehe..."

The old woman has a weird face,

"Have you forgotten? Last time Tie'er went on a blind date, the girl said that our Gao family used a hammer to beat his wife! You are ashamed to put gold on your face!"

The blast furnace was wronged,

"How is it possible! My blast furnace generation... eh... my wife... don't do it... I... oh..."

I saw that the old woman did not know where to pull out a giant hammer with a square handle and a round hammer head over two cubic meters. Facing the face of the blast furnace is a whole set of high-level iron-stripping methods.

"Grandpa is really...the dead end..."

The high-speed rail shook his head while secretly taking a look at the snow that was gradually melting on the ground, and went down the mountain with his bruised eyes.

Leng Han held the bone ornament and played with it for a while, suddenly remembering something.

"The old man of Langshan, is that amazing?"

Lin Chou affirmed,

"When I was standing next to him, I felt that I was afraid that if I tied the fat man Kong Yiwen's heavy wine, Ale Xingxing sister, they might not be able to beat that old guy."

Leng Han's sword eyebrows were erected immediately, Dan Feng's eyes curled inwardly and outwardly squinted, showing a dangerously narrow and long, cold light.

She stood up and left,

"Hey? Why are you going..."

"Find my grandpa, go to Wolf Mountain, and kill him!"

"..."