Doomsday Pavilion

So suddenly a large group of men, women and children in front of this very willful broken cover tried to mix in it with all kinds of weird gestures:

There is a way to imitate Shen Feng's graceful posture and fall backwards;

There are those who reverently burn incense and pray three times and nine bows;

Someone yelled "Demacia" to launch [Skills* Ground Charge]...

But without exception, these people all failed, and the self-evident rewards of the three giants naturally fell through-don't be kidding, otherwise you think this group of people will actively become like this?Watching the excitement is the eternal king!

Bai Qiongshou was anxious on one side, his face turned into a purple color, and he really wanted Commander Yao to pull the Birdwing Ballista over and hit it directly.

Lin Chou silently rubbed the colorful mask.

This thing feels like over-fermented dough when it is kneaded up. It seems that it may break at any time, but it is actually very tough.

Lin Chou put a little effort on the surface of the mask, and a pit appeared on the surface of the mask, and then it was quickly filled in with the dull color like vomit—the mask seemed to be messed up with a certain pattern of colorful patches.

Huang Dashan carried the axe and touched the surface of the mask.

"Weird, why is it hard when we smash it, so you look like bubble gum?"

Lin Chou's entire arm was almost half way in, and it felt like he was turning into tons of maltose.

Sticky, laborious... and a bit weird??

"No...I don't know, this thing...so thick...not the same as it looks..."

Huang Dashan glanced at Lin Shou.

"Wipe, this bad posture..."

Lin Chou suddenly shook his whole body, as if someone was pulling him by the arm and dragging him into the mask. The whole person was attached to the mask.

"Eh eh eh? I wiped...what is this slippery..."

Huang Dashan and Bai Qiongshou immediately rushed to Lin Chou when they saw something wrong.

"Slap~"

Some kind of worse, weird sound.

At the same time, the "color" around Lin Chou began to fluctuate wildly, quickly filling in the "picture quality" that was damaged by Lin Chou's blow.

Lin Chou was slapped into the mask by the waves of "light" and "color" surging through the mask, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Huang Dashan: "..."

Bai Qiongshou: "!!!"

Is there a different evolutionary who just shouted: "???"

This time it was difficult for Commander Yao and Lao Hu to scratch their heads desperately, causing their hair to fall off.

"What do you mean? What does this mean? What does this TM mean?"

"Come and a few people, try the method Lin Chou just used. You can't go wrong with one posture or angle, hurry up!"

Since then, another group of guinea pigs stepped forward and outputted wildly at the mask just like touching a new girlfriend.

Rubbing, rubbing, wiping and picking--the scene was once quite wei (suo).

Huang Dashan turned his back on his back and pointed the country on the side,

"Hey, who, your gesture is wrong... Stupid, learn from the old man next to you, hey, the old man is where you are. Speaking of this trick, the girl in Hualiu Alley Must we like it?"

Anyway, this guy didn't even think about the dangers of the Black Heart Forest. He himself didn't live well after spending so many years.

The old man over there replied,

"Huh, the old man has not spent a penny on Fusang Flower Alley for more than 50 years. He relied on this set of ancestral massage techniques for beauty, nourishing yin, nourishing kidneys, and stimulating milk volume. People gave him the nickname'Tianshan Zhemei Hand'-Mei Ren Yao is the old man and me~"

"The girls are so versatile, and they wrote songs to the old man, cough cough...'A little plum is standing proudly in the snow, only for the Iraqi people'..."

Huang Dashan: "..."

The attitude is obstinate, but piracy is not right.

The only person with no sense of urgency was Secretary Qin Yuanfeng.

I saw that the boring Secretary Qin simply took out a small notebook from his arms, and his sharp eyes shuttled back and forth among the lively evolutionaries, muttering with a voice that only he could hear, and he wrote in the notebook after a few glances. Something.

"Whhhhh~"

Secretary Qin turned the book over a page and suddenly said,

"Wu Dayong, Fei Yang, Ma Chengchao, Qian Lide..."

Read a long list of names,

"It's very leisurely. I went all the way to the Shangcheng District to watch the excitement? The tax owed last year was paid off? Does the Shangcheng District infrastructure participate? Is there any concern about tax deduction and tax avoidance projects?

"Oh, your attitude makes it hard for me to do it!"

The evolving people who watched the lively from behind were cold all over, especially the ones whose names were pronounced were even worse.

They stared at Qin Yuanfeng blankly, and their faces were incomprehensible + hideous.

"This debt collector's child..."

"I can't tell you to come or not, watch the excitement of JQKAB, wipe it!"

"The Lord Gao Neng appeared in front and slipped away."

"Can't I hide?"

The scene was quite awkward.

In just one minute, with the exception of the official officials of the three giants, the people watching the excitement ran away, and even the popcorn and melon seeds were not left behind.

Don't run away with silly beep!Who knows if that debt collector will make a fortune because of seeing you not pleasing to the eye?

His broken book is definitely more frightening than the life and death book in the hands of the judge.

People are alive and money is gone-what a painful realization this is.

The public servants of the three tycoons who were busy in front turned back one after another, and their mouths opened into an O shape.

To some extent, Secretary Qin's deterrence among the evolvers is far greater than that of Cold Tyrannosaurus and approximately equal to Sikong.

The conversion cost should look like this-

(Sikong: Youth, do you yearn for power, do you yearn for power, do you yearn for... well, I think you, a smart evolutionary like you, must have heard of "money can make ghosts" right? So, Right now, how much do you want? Tell your numbers!)

(Secretary Qin: Wake up, get up and move bricks.)

Our "foreman" Secretary Qin saw that everyone was gone, so he could only put away his notebooks dumbly.

It's not without regrets,

"Hey, I thought I could keep such a happy mood for a while! Oh, by the way, old Hu, your research institute next year..."

A senior academician with a lot of respect and beard:

"Your uncle!!"

...

Over there, Lin Chou looked up at the sky.

His forehead was so swollen that it hurt.

"I said Old Shen, when have you been so hard?"

Shen Feng next to him was stunned.

"No... I... what... I just gently... tugged... and how did you get your head..."

Actually, Shen Feng is quite curious, what exactly is the physical quality of a certain Lin Biaohan to hammer his head like this?

"..."

At the moment when he got into the mask, Lin Chou felt that he was trapped in a narrow and twisted passage, as if he had been squeezed into a meat grinder and then "squeezed out" again.

This process was extremely slow and long, as long as a few hours, and Lin Chou's head and body injuries were inexplicably caused there.

When he "come out" again, he realized that it was not a sticky and slippery tentacle monster that was pulling his arm, but Shen Feng.

Shen Feng replied,

"After I came in, I found that there was nothing on the outside of the hood, and I couldn't get out after groping for a long time. Then I saw a hand stretched in and touched, and you fell in when I pulled..."

Lin Chou ignored him, turned around and tried the gray mask, and found that the mask had become hard and could not be shaken, and it was indeed impossible to get out.

The inside of the mask was still a hemisphere, a faint mist enveloped the yard not far from the two of them, and at the same time an unbearable odor came into the nose.

The cook's sense of smell is very sensitive, Lin Chou shook his head vigorously, his face was rather ugly.

"Smelly..."

This odor is more terrifying than the previous odor on Li Heidog, and the level of severity is beyond description...

In short, the stinky is very serious, the stinky is very serious, the stinky comes from the heart, and the stinky bones are rotten - completely beyond the limit that normal people can tolerate.

Shen Feng's tears burst,

"This is more than smelly..."

Shen Feng tore a piece of cloth from his shirt and blocked his nose.

"Don't stop me, go to Li Heigou, I have to take care of this dog on the spot, and it's up to him! What on earth did I make to be tortured like this...I can't change it..."

Shen Feng complained and complained, his movements were not slow, and he jumped into the yard with a vertical jump.

This is the yard built by the Jianfeng team. The surrounding wall is almost oval. The buildings inside are mainly tall, with rigid lines without excessive decoration.

The center of the yard was supposed to be a mess between the pond and the rockery, and all the water poured out. The fragments of the rockery were spread all over the ground. The fog in the yard was thicker, and the visual distance between the two was no more than ten meters.

Lin Chou looked around and said strangely,

"Here... it was originally like this?"

"what happened."

"It's nothing."

Shen Feng said, "Li Heigou should be here...no footprints...This yard is divided into two parts, let's find them separately?"

"it is good."

Lin Chou looked around while walking.

It was as silent as dead, and his own footsteps echoed rhythmically in the courtyard,

"Da, da, da."

The various plants growing in the courtyard have long since withered, and the ground is covered with messy dead branches and leaves. The pine trees next to the pond are even more bare. The trunks are no longer pine resin but thick gray-brown liquid.

The walls of the building are covered with slender vines, without leaves, only curly tentacles and cherry-sized flower buds.

These vines cover almost all the surface of the building, and at the same time they are combined into a fuzzy, uncomfortable large pattern.

The vines floated in the shadowy mist, making a small, faint "shoo" sound.

However, the entire courtyard was covered by a light mask, and there was no wind.

-Obviously they are squirming themselves.

Lin Chou stepped forward,

"Shoo~"

The sound of splitting the air became louder, and the dense tentacles and buds of the vines on the entire wall danced, desperately reaching out in Lin Chou's direction.

"What is this stuff..."

The color of the vine is dark black, even the buds are no exception.

When Lin Chou approached, the smell became more intense, and it had even begun to affect his brain causing weightlessness-like dizziness.

"Shoo, hoo, hoo."

The squirming sound of the vines was deeper and more verbose, and even gave people a feeling of sounding directly deeper in the mind, which made him upset by the noise.

"poisonous?"

Lin Chou subconsciously moved farther away, and the few flower buds in front of him that looked like small fists seemed to feel his retreat, and they actually stretched a lot.

"Slap~"

Several flower buds burst open, bursting out a foul-smelling gray-brown mist.

"vomit..."

Lin Chou almost got down on the ground,

"It's over, my nose seems to be broken, can I smell it in the future?"

Lin Chou turned his head and left, bumping into a black shadow.

"Who!"

Lin Chou did not move, and the shadow was knocked away four or five meters away.

Shen Feng retched twice.

"I... Shen Feng... vomit... It smells..."

"Why are you following here again?"

Shen Feng clicked his eyes innocently,

"Actually, I thought about it. Splitting up is a big taboo. It's all like this in the movie! At the level of Shen Feng, I have to be considered a formal supporting role, how can I go with those stupid dragons? Make such a low-level mistake?"

"..."

Lin Chou really wanted to spray this kind of alpaca-this man is simply poisonous!

Shen Feng shrank his neck and looked around.

"Don't look at me with that look... What about... Or let's go together... This place doesn't feel good to me, it's windy and windy, maybe it's haunted!"

"..."

Yes, if Mr. Shen hadn't been stunned by the smell, he would definitely be hooked by Huang Dashan himself.

Shen Feng coughed twice and shouted out of his throat.

"Big Wen? Dog smashed? Iron egg??"

No one responded, still as quiet as death.

Lin Chou walked straight forward,

"Don't shout, Li Heigou made such a big noise just now. If Wen Zhongjiu had heard of it, he would have come out."

Shen Feng glanced around with lower eyebrows and squinting eyes.

"This horrible place... hiss... a bit scary... it feels better to walk together as expected..."

Suddenly, Shen Feng became stiff.

Just now, he felt a breath of warm air being blown against the skin at the back of his neck.

The goose bumps suddenly stood up.

"Who!"

Shen Feng screamed, his fist ignited and the air-twisting flames slammed behind him.

"Yes, your mother, to scare Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu is really scared!"

With a loud noise, the ground was plowed by fist wind and flames, and the burnt smell rose with the green smoke.

However, his fist fell through, and there was nothing behind, no one else.

Shen Feng was stunned. The evolutionary's perception was definitely a fried chicken, and he was confident that he would never go wrong.

But now...

"Grass...who, who! Don't make trouble, I don't have eyes on my fists, I..."

"Huh~

The back of the neck is hot again, and the warm and humid breath passes through the neck, and it blows the collar of Shen Feng's shirt.

The hair was horrified, and went violently,

"I, I, Nima...Ghost..."

"Boom boom boom!"

As a Tier 5 warrior, the ground was shaken under the full attack, and two buildings closer to Shenfeng were hit and collapsed.

Yes, that's right.

In this era of cataclysm, where strange beasts are rampant and corpses are everywhere, Shen Feng is actually afraid of "ghosts", and it is not true "spirituals" like warlocks that scares him, but the kind of stuff in novels and movies:

For example, the hanged ghost who suddenly stepped on your shoulder accompanied by the weird bgm, the red ghost with the disheveled spouting from the toilet...

In short, this situation makes people usually find a hidden place where others will tell a ghost story, wrapped in a little quilt and shivering. The old Shen Feng instantly has the kind of empty group around him, but It feels like a horror of people crowding around.

After venting, Shen Feng panted and sat on the ground.

Only a weak moan is left,

"Mom..."

Lin Chou, who was standing ten meters away and witnessed the brilliant performance of Mr. Shen all the way, was speechless for a while-he was confused.

From this point of view, Lin is very good. If Shan Ye were on the scene at this time, he would definitely take out the recorder and record everything, then walked to Shen Feng and aimed the camera at Shen Feng’s face. Provoked his chin and said with a domineering and gentle, domineering presidential tone,

"Well, little girl cousin, is there enough trouble?"