Doomsday Pavilion

Huang Dashan has always paid no attention to this product, and Prince Shan has nothing in his eyes for the nine to five weekends and holidays.

A certain Lin, whose sleep quality has always been worrying about sleep quality, would basically hear full-level ridicules such as "the eyes are too small and the sei is full of the rancid smell of money, causing frequent insomnia". , So in the early morning, Yanhuishan occasionally staged the scene of Boss Lin chasing and killing the Lord Shan with a pan. Even more occasionally, Boss Lin’s pan may be replaced with a convenient shovel, which is more deterrent. Fortunately, no devastating blow has been used so far, but as Huang walks away on the road to death, it is estimated that the complex and weak will soon be put on the agenda.

Lin Chou was not the only one who was awakened. The Warlock, Sikong, and Sikong’s number one dogleg Xiao11 shop who did not leave yesterday came out, followed by the big breasted sister and she kept rubbing their eyes in her arms. Sleepy-eyed Su Yourong and Wu Ke living in a dangerous location at the top of the parabola at the gate of the mountain would never come out to join in the fun. At this time, he should have been squatting in Jin Dazhou’s solid and powerful arms so as not to disturb the pond fish. , After all, Lin Chou’s crosshairs have always been stroked randomly. As for whether the sight is inside or outside, it depends on luck, oh no, it depends on luck.

Today, Huang Moumou was very lucky to have the second chance to become famous after "marrying a wife and giving a daughter". For example, the latest model recorder who flew from Sikong's heart is one of the reasons.

Recorder T8, sensor pixels 3 million, dynamic effective pixels 4 million, static effective pixels 6 million, and 50x optical zoom-the reason why I say this is because the equipment that Sagong recently bought at a large price finally has Useful place.

Sikong showed a weird expression and asked knowingly.

"Well, what did Lin Zi say about that big bald head yesterday?"

"Go to the kiln."

A dignified light flashed in Si Kong's eyes. At this time, if a pair of glasses was pushed on his nose, the effect would be even more outstanding.

Wave,

"T8, give the lady wearing a bath towel a super clear close-up of Thomas's Circle at 720 degrees, the kind that can be clearly seen with or without the split ends of the legs!"

"Good host."

Well, the voice action control module of T8 seems to respond very quickly.

There is a slight zooming sound of the lens. Through the lens, you can see that a woman wearing a narrow bath towel...a ball of sack...

Sikong pointed to the display in his hand,

"Fogcao, what did I see? I thought it was a woman with a heavy taste like a bear, but the gender characteristics were not obvious. I didn't expect it... Isn't this true love? This is properly true love. Right!"

Warlock,

"It's really enviable to have flesh and blood creatures. It's a bit different from the bloody and bloody plane of the Abyss. You can meet like-minded friends when you visit the kiln... Kiln friends?"

Sikong squeezed his chin,

"Same-minded? No, no, no... Look at this person who only wears a bath towel, he should be a fellow who knows the roots and knows the bottom line..."

(▼▼)

"Why does this warlock always feel that there are some impolite meanings in your words that I can't understand?"

Sikong sneered coldly.

"I have seven libraries under my hand. I can borrow a cart of dictionaries from you to make up lessons."

"Please don't do that. This warlock specializes in science."

Sikong waved hello,

"Master Shan, and the fellow Taoist wearing a bath towel!"

The mountain master and the strong man who had just climbed out of the pit looked at Sikong subconsciously,

"???"

"Come and see the eggplant smashing here——(▽)"

Sikong looked at the camera, the finishing touch was perfect.

So nodded in satisfaction,

"Well, actually it would be better if you two get closer to each other, but it's already fine."

Shan Ye suddenly roared,

"Fuck, did you record it? How dare you record when Grandpa Dashan was so embarrassed? I...%#%..."

Sikong sighed, alas, it's hopeless, the one next to you is the focus of your embarrassment in the future.

As for a muscular hunk or a tattooed muscular hunk, Shan Ye obviously didn't mind so much-it seemed that he didn't even realize what was going on.

After Lin Chou staggered down from the tree house, Shan Ye happily ordered a plate of peanuts, opened a bottle of Fat House Happy Water, and waited for food.

Lin Chou raised his head and looked at the sky. It was still dark, and felt that the quality of his sleep was not good. This was the fundamental reason.

"Did you run for a drink again?"

Sikong interjected silently,

"It's still flower wine, tsk tsk."

The muscular man in the bath towel cast his eyes straight.

Lin Chou had already noticed this ridiculously muscular man, shook his head vigorously, and cast a big expulsion technique on the sleepiness in his mind.

"This person is... wait, why do I look at you a little familiar—I'm a bit familiar, you are Zhu Ge Tiedan??"

The brawny man forgot the fear of being dominated by the terrifying power of the young man in front of him, and jumped up like a spring under his butt.

"Zhu Ge Tiexin! It is Zhu Ge Tiexin!!"

Lin Sorrow,

"(▽)"

Brawny,

"O(╥﹏╥)o"

Huang Dashan scratched his head and asked,

"Wait... Lin Chou, how did you know him? Isn't this guy a wild one?"

"Grass, Zhuge, do you dare to lie to Laozi? Do you want to feel the texture of the big fist of the casserole?"

In fact, as soon as the strong man heard the name Lin Chou before, his pupils had already begun to dilate, but he kept cheering himself up:

Well, no, there is no such coincidence, absolutely not!

however--

Lin Chou said with a smile,

"Tsk, it really is you!"

The brawny man simply gave up,

"Huh, it really is you!"

Oh, really a little arrogant.

Brawny road,

"You just used despicable means to beat your father into Lin Chou, who was seriously injured, isn't it you!"

"You are not Zhu Ge Tiedan? Are you his son? You really look alike! It's just a dime!"

"Zhu Ge Tiexin! It is Zhu Ge Tiexin!!"

"Don't care about these details, are you here... Thousands of miles to give people away?"

The strong man's face is full of holy light,

"I, Zhu Ge Tiexi, the bloody vengeance is ended today, to avenge my father, come and retrieve the sacred wolf city stolen by your despicable Mingguang people!"

The tone is weaker,

"By the way, it would be best to return the corpse of our Zhu family ancestor..."

Lin Shou's first thought: Is this child missing a string in his head?

Lin Chou's second thought: It's not right, this kid has no brains at all.

Huang Dashan realized,

"Where is it? The boy in Wolf City? This is really a big profit... I thought I would lose the money after changing the altar. I saw, hey, the boy named Zhuge, you are lucky. Are you ready? When I hand you over to the base city, Lao Tzu will buy Master Wen’s wine shop wow ha ha ha~ I will designate you to drink at that time, rest assured!"

He patted Zhu Ge Tiexi on the shoulder as a sign of sincerity.

Sikong seemed relatively calm,

"Huh? Stealing the sacred items of Wolf City? It was obviously that your Wolf City smashed Mingguang with that thing, and you tried to attack Mingguang by the opportunity of the beast tide--could there be someone who is good at brainwashing in Wolf City? Huh!"

Zhu Ge Tiexi glared at Sikong,

"My grandfather is Zhuge Gaitie, one of the leaders of Inner Wolf City. He will never lie! There is no need to lie!"

The appearance filled with indignation seemed to be so insulted.

Lin Chou blurted out his mind.

"Tell me, you don't happen to have a younger brother or son named Zhu Ge Weiwei... Or Sanjing? Just a blue bottle will do!"

"You...I...I..."

Thinking of the gap between each other, the other party was too crowded, Zhu Ge fell down.

"Huh, it's unlucky for me to be planted in your hands today, but...I will come back again..."

He raised his hands to the sky and fell forward.

"boom"

The whole person is flat on the ground, which is a standard posture for five-body throwing.

"..."

One second,

Two seconds,

One minute,

Two minutes.

Huang Dashan kicked him,

"Grass, when are you going to lie down? Play dead?"

Zhu Ge Tiexi looked up at the sky and shouted,

"Holy artifact! Take... take me back!!"

Lin Chou sighed.

"Those who see you have a share."

Shan Ye immediately patted his chest and said that he is definitely the kind of person who has the blessings and the difficulties.

The eyes rolled and changed into a guilty, worried expression,

"After breakfast, I will drag this stuff to Mingguang-Damn, from a ribonucleic acid point of view, even if the son of the leader of Wolf City is a fool, he should give me a full bonus, right?"

Sikong choked and rolled his eyes, feeling that Mingguangren's face was lost by this stuff.

Huang Dashan hurriedly finished eating, squeezed Zhu Ge Tiexi into the car with a bewildered look, and ran away.

——Zhu Ge Tiexi hasn't recovered yet.

(What's wrong with the holy thing, the holy thing abandoned me, mother egg pill...)

The warlock was not interested in these, because Lord Sanhuang had recognized her.

Obviously Sanhuang thought of a chicken, it was difficult to understand why the people who followed his butt and fed it all kinds of bugs all month and all turned from one black to one black and one white with the same smell.

Since the two harem reserve little yellow chickens were taken away by the Luanshan people, Sanhuang's mood has not been very happy, and now there is one more NPC role to be forced to hold the chicken, and it is always troublesome.

Sanhuang's face of birth and no love was exchanged between the skeleton frame and the hands of the warlock body, and the warlock suddenly said in a desperate tone,

"Lin Zi Lin Zi, what's wrong with Lord Sanhuang? Is Lord Sanhuang sick? Did you abuse Lord Sanhuang? Or did the dog chase Lord Sanhuang again? Lord Sanhuang didn't eat the bugs I brought over. Lord Sanhuang used to like this the most!"

A series of questions like a bead and a gun-for the warlock, there is no more important thing in the world than this.

Lin Chou was silent for two seconds, then picked up a pitch-black oily crock from the kitchen that seemed to exude good chicken soup and mushroom flavors, and slammed it on the counter.

"Come, come, Sanhuang, stretch your head over and I will show you something good!"

The hair of Sanhuang's whole body exploded in an instant, and his wings were fluttering with energy.

"Chuck~chuck~"

Lin Chou knocked on the big black and bright dust.

"Hehe, this handsome gives you another chance to reorganize the language."

"Oh..."

Squint,

"Ok?"

The three yellows are singing and singing,

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

Lin Chou nodded to the warlock,

"Here, it's normal."

Warlock,

"(◕ᴗ◕)"

It was noon, and the angry Shan Ye Ti slipped Zhu Ge Tiexi back.

"Huh? Why did he bring it back..."

"The torture is over? Isn't it efficient?"

"Just bury it directly."

Zhu Ge Tiexi shivered, with a blue nose and a swollen face.

(Barbarians! You Mingguang are all savages!)

Huang Dashan bulged his eyes and held back for a long time.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the snakeskin front desk is mad at me, Xiaoniangpi doesn't believe that this silly beep is the son of the leader of the wolf city. I am really drunk. If you say something is a fool, you can only give one-tenth of the referral fee. It's really eight thousand. If you dare to believe it, give me eight thousand circulation points. Just count the fools, don’t you see that little girl’s eyes, I’m so fucking mad...."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

This is what an evolutionary person is. Ordinary people's lungs would have exploded long ago after such a long rant of decibels.

Huang Dashan threw Zhu Ge Tiexi, who had a blue nose and swollen face*2, on the ground, and gave a crazy output.

Zhu Ge Tiexi ball-shaped, holding his head, without saying a word, feeling very professional.

(Dad... Grandpa... The holy thing is up... Save me... Save me... I'm really dying...)

(I fought seriously, twice! I failed!)

The Lord Shan's skills cooled down, and he stopped and gasped for breath.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his blush was shiny and reflective.

Gritted his teeth and asked,

"Where is Si Gouzi? Where did you go?"

"?"

Lin Chou had a question mark on his face, this topic changed a little bit faster, he couldn't keep up with the rhythm a bit.

"Houshan, take a bath... You should... why are you looking for it..."

Huang Dashan dragged Zhu Ge Tiexi’s legs away.

"Feed him to the dog! By the way, find a dog to beep! Fuck him!"

"..."

Screaming all the way, gradually disappeared.

Sikong suddenly said,

"Eh hi? What he just said...which one is easier to achieve?"

The warlock took off the arm of the skeleton frame with a click and patted it on the table, 10,000 affirmations,

"I bet on one hand and feed the dog!"

Sikong put on the table the big sword that he carried with him, depicting dragons and phoenixes.

"I also bet on feeding the dog."

Lin Chou drew it in his pocket and threw out a gross ticket with 10 circulation points.

She shrugged her shoulders faintly,

"You are determined to lose. I win if the dog is beeped by the dog or the dog."

"it is good!"

"A word is settled!"

Forty-five minutes later, Zhu Ge Tiexi, who lost the last shameful bath towel, was dragged back by the ragged Huang Dashan by his legs.

Huang Dashan and Zhuge Tiexi were full of saliva, but Huang Dashan, who was wearing clothes, looked a bit more tragic than Zhu Ge Tiexi—the clothes were almost broken into pieces, especially behind him, faintly You can see noble buttocks.

Hey, it's pretty white.

Warlock and Sikong screamed unwillingly,

"Fuck... it's impossible... you actually... won..."

Wondering,

"How do you know Si Gouzi won't eat him?"

Lin Chou smiled mysteriously,

"Do you remember those guys who were grilled by that giant chicken cub in the wilderness? Four dogs secretly gnawed a few bones and almost got smashed out by me. It's not stupid, it must have a long memory... Yes, Tiedan’s tattoo is not only ugly, but also has a smell of paint. This dog has a silly mouth now."

"..."

Huang Dashan collapsed,

"So, what are you talking about?"

Sikong followed Lin Chou's weird smile and said to Lord Shan.

"So, what position?"

——The Great Sword cannot be lost in vain, at least you have to ask clearly!