Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chouxu talked a lot about her mother-in-law: this and that in the crystal world, the rising resistance of the duck tribe, the "rich" products in the salt water river, and so on.

——After all, I and myself are talking to myself at the same time. Sometimes it's boring to talk too much.

As a qualified listener, Leng Han drank a bit sour but sweet barley wine with the bad duck letter and bad duck paw that Lin Chou brought up, and his face turned red.

Leng Han suddenly said,

"Sounds... pretty good..."

Lin Sorrow's complaints came to an abrupt end,

"What... pretty good??"

Leng Han said in a daze,

"If ordinary people in Xiacheng District choose, I am afraid they will be happy to live here..."

Lin Chou said helplessly,

"The premise is that if there is no evolutionary here..."

Leng Han gave a hum, a little lost.

"There are no alien beasts, no living corpses, no demonized plants, no...evolutionaries, only... ordinary people!"

"Then come."

"Huh? What did you say..."

Lin Mei said,

"Then let them come here as they please. This space is huge, don't you have a way to come in? When do we go out?"

Leng Han was surprised,

"How do you know you can get out..."

Lin Chou shrugged.

Leng Han's face turned redder, and he muttered a little bit resentfully.

"I haven't finished a meal yet, why is it so urgent..."

"What are you talking about?"

"Ah? Oh! Nothing!"

As a result, Leng Han was dragged by Lin Chou with a little bit of resentment, and insisted on going to sue the duck tribe.

"Really going?"

"It's a must, staying with me for ten years."

"you sure??"

"..."

Leng Han, one hundred people who know that Lin has a suspicious hatred system on him, emmmm, will he hurt himself?

Being chased by thousands of quacking ducks is not life-threatening, but it can't stand shame!

Lin Chou happily introduced,

"Isn't that river bend? I call it the Duck River. After this ear-shaped bend is the ducks' territory."

Leng Han curiously said,

"Oh ~ a duck from another world~"

"Is it the same as Mingguang's duck?"

Lin Chou thought for a while,

"Silly!"

As he said, the white tide spread over the sky.

"Quack, quack, quack!"

"quack..."

Leng Han shuddered,

"This this..."

(Would you like to stay away from him, it feels like being buried alive by ducks!)

Lin Chou looked at the tens of thousands of ducks in front of him with no expression on his face.

"Ah!" Lin Chou looked arrogant, "With the book to start, without the book to retreat!"

Leng Han: "???"

Classmate A Leng has already begun to wonder if Lin Chou has been alone in this ghost place for ten years and his brain is broken.

As a result, a dozen ducks were "squeezed" out of a large group of ducks in Wuyang and Wuyang. There were little ducks that were one year old, and old ducks whose hair was about to be bald. In front of Chou and Leng Han, a group of honest people did not scream and did not move, and the remaining ducks retreated like a tide.

"Really, really retreated?!"

Lin Chou shrugged,

"Let me just say, these ducks are stupid."

Lin Chou kicked a dozen ducks into the air.

"Go ahead, I'm leaving, don't want you to pay tribute."

Duck: "Quack..."

Leng Han's mouth was open from beginning to end, Lin Chou's things were almost packed, she was still whispering there.

"Stupid? Is this really stupid?"

...

At the same time, Mingguang.

Huang Dashan lazily leaned against a huge sea blue stone wall brick, and while holding the back of his head in his hands, he twisted his body to the height of his legs, forming a very enchanting and peculiar posture.

Shan Ye looked at the fire in front of him and said,

"Ε=(´ο*))) Alas, I heard that there is a time difference between there and ours. You have said that Lin Zi and the lady boss will lead a dozen Xiao Lin to jump out."

Bai Qiongshou held an alloy stick with the thickness of a baby's arm in his hand and fiddled with the fire comfortably, every time he glanced at the smile on Huang Dashan's face.

Unity is strength. While waiting for the meal, some diligent guys have already helped him finish the work for the next ten days.

Lord Bai Shiba smiled,

"Well, the posture of Lord Shan has a history, what is the name, concubine lying down, right?"

"When you have that time, you might as well think about yourself, tusk, after all this, the Queen of the Night will not stay in Mingguang for a long time."

The purpose of the Queen of the Night is to bring a certain prince who ran away from home to sweep the couch, and the matter of getting some cats and dogs with Mingguang is incidental. After Mingguang is tossed by Liu Renjun for 13 tricks, Queen of the Night is likely to avoid suspicion and return. Luan Mountain.

"I'm going to Nima, let alone Lao Tzu," Huang Dashan sniffed, "I seem to smell a stale smell, it's cooked, you shit!"

Bai Qiongshou lifted the pot and took a look.

"Heh~"

The pot cooked in the pot is part of the edamame that Bai Shibaye has just rescued from the farming and pastoral area of ​​Xiacheng District. The pods are full and green, and they are fresh and sweet. Not to mention the old soup used to cook edamame is Shan Ye Cong Yan. The red bittern stolen back to the mountain.

Lin Chou would mostly use this kind of strong red stew to marinate some meat and meat items such as chicken, duck, fish, etc. However, Bai Qiongshou and Huang Dashan used a pot of expensive stewed soup to boil peanuts and edamame. Little potatoes that have not grown.

Smelling the scent of the stewed soup from a distance, the garrison officer on duty nearby led a few younger brothers toward him with coveting expressions.

"Oh brother, what's this delicious?"

Shan Ye squinted these people fiercely,

"Dog? I came here after looking for a taste? Who are you! Why are you familiar with it?"

The leading garrison officer Meng Jia took off a lamb belly sac from his waist with a smile, and said sternly,

"In five years, Chen Qingquanshan, there are more than three catties~"

Huang Dashan's expression instantly became more than 700 times serious.

"The strong man, please take a seat!"

Bai Qiong cut his head and asked again.

"Did you find anything over there?"

Meng Jia shook his head with a few officers.

"There are no alien beasts, no living corpses, um...no Mozhi will come here again, anyway, it's quiet."

Shan Ye pouted,

"What does Elder Ye mean, let us wait here?"

Meng Jia coughed.

"I can't stop it. I just learned today that the high-level activated demon plant is so difficult to deal with, my God, this combat power feels ten times more fierce than a different beast of the same level."

"Is it messed up inside?"

"Isn't it? The magic plant, which is only 500 meters away, rushed in with six kinds of seven trees. I guess this will be demolished in Xiacheng District."

"My buddy, you don't seem to count fur balls, right?"

"What is the hair ball..."

"Linzi's little pet, oh, we Mingguang people usually call the hairball bloody tribulus, why don't you know?"

Meng Jia took a breath,

"Blood, bloody tribulus??"

Huang Dashan has an expression that you are too ignorant,

"White rabbit, do you think that the tree that Liu Renjun has tinkered with is so good? How does it feel like a treasure of online licensing? He owes a cliff-jumping boy a bit of cleansing essence to get through Ren Duer. The pulse has become a great hero."

Bai Qiongshou and Meng Jia were speechless.

It’s so lively. Just as the Warlock and Snowman’s forefoot just caught Liu Renjun with a ball, the front and back feet clamped seven clips to eighty a bunch of high-level magic plants that the evolutionists had never seen before, and they killed Mingguang. Someone ran over, some rolled over into a ball, some came from under the ground, some came by the wind...

In short, it is to paste layer after layer inside and outside of the big tree, and no one should try to remove anyone from it-the frame is not hit, which is strangely harmonious.

But that didn't work. As long as the body shape that came here was beyond the conventional standard, the area of ​​damage caused by just turning over and rolling around was counted in square kilometers, and Liu Renjun was a trivial mess when compared with them.

Huang Dashan sighed Liu's sudden and eternal death in a very sad voice, and then glanced at the semi-finished four walls and three walls with four or five large gaps.

"Emmm, is this the legendary wall being pushed by everyone? That buddy went too hastily..."

Bai Qiongshou stirred the contents of the pot and said,

"It's done!"

Meng Jia immediately took out a few small wine glasses and pours the wine among several people.

"Oh, I'm afraid the wall is about to rest during this period. Hey, many big guys have passed by?"

Huang Dashan said as he peeled the edamame,

"Boss? What's the use of going... To get the essence of Tier 5 and Tier 6 Demon Plants, the whole Mingguang was taken down... If it is really fighting, ordinary people with Mingguang will follow. Unfortunately."

Most of Mozhi’s weaknesses are obvious and there is almost no IQ at all. It is much easier for the evolutionary to deal with than the higher-order alien beasts. But after such an old and thick-skinned high-level Mozhi rushed into Mingguang, Ming Guangren had to pinch his nose to recognize it-I hope these bulldozers suck enough of the tree of life and get rid of it.

"Huh?" Huang Dashan frowned, "What's wrong with the smell of edamame? Did you get the wrong seasoning package for the white person?"

Bai Qiong said,

"Impossible! Eight hundred circulates one packet of ingredients. The two packets of ingredients that Big Breast Sister and Su Yourong took out from the cabinet personally were made by Lin Chou personally adjusted the proportions and put them in reserve..."

Huang Dashan cursed,

"So how do you cook this smell?"

Mengjia coughed,

"Then, Lord Bai, Lord Shan, I seem to have heard that to cook edamame and peanuts, we first cook the edamame and peanuts, and then let the soup cool separately, and then soak it back for at least a few hours before taking it out. .."

"Hey? Is there any other saying?"

"Then why not, have you ever eaten hot peanut edamame?"

"You don't seem to have said so... I will eat the whole potato first..."

"Fuck, don't grab it..."

"Nonsense, it's silly X who won't grab it, and the potatoes will come back to life after they cool down!"

"Grass, are you hanging up? The agile type is amazing... Since ancient times, it has been hanging on the wall early..."

"If you die, I won't die. A guy who has lost his waist is qualified to say I die first!"

Meng Jia opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded, and looked at the two "long-lasting" big names "ruiguaner" without a word.

It feels like something in my heart has been broken, for a long time,

"Oh... it's not as famous as meeting... Mengmou still eat a potato first to be shocked..."

Mengjia’s chopsticks stirred in the pot,

"Fuck... where are the potatoes..."

Meng Jia's eyes were bitter and sad and angry.

Huang Dashan glared back at Meng Jia, wary,

"What are you looking at! The old man has finished drinking! It's your own problem not to eat potatoes!"

"Want to fight?"

"Come on and be happy~"

Meng Jia: "..."

Prince Huang Pei for a while,

"I said Lao Bai, what are you doing with your face twisted there? When I see you today, your expression is a bit wrong. When you smile, there is a bad smell on your face."

Bai Qiongshou's hand shook suddenly, as if he was about to have a stroke.

"..."

Huang Dashan saw a play,

"You have been entrusted with a tax increase? No, you are so daredoing, who dare to increase tax for you, hush you still too late!"

"Bai Nao and naughty again? I told you, you won't coax your children, ah, neither will your younger siblings. Sometimes I really suspect that you two are raising eighteen babies..."

"No? The fourth child is finally yellow? No? Emmmm...it's not the old nine who beat out the matchmaker who happened to be the matchmaker!"

"Digging grass, isn't it? What's bothering you? Tell me to make your Grandpa Dashan happy!"

Bai Qiongshou's eyes were faint, and then instantly became fierce.

"There are still more than six months, you have to give Laozi the money to prepare enough!"

"(Q.)?" Huang Dashan's expression was quite savage, "What do you mean?"

Bai Qiongshou smiled bitterly there.

Suddenly, Huang Dashan's expression suddenly solidified, and he asked in a trembling tone of disbelief.

"Old, old nineteen...Is it finally here..."

White Qiongshou: "ε=(´ο*))) Alas!"

Meng Jia’s admired fist,

"The Eighteen Lords are mighty! The Eighteen Lords will be immortal!"

Shan Ye roared,

"He will be immortal? The girl will be immortal! What material is the girl made of? Can't I spread a few kilograms? You are not named Wang next door! Your younger brothers and sisters will also be immortal! Properly!"

Seeing that Bai Qiong's expression was wrong, Meng Jia laughed.

"The banners and gift packages of the Mingguang Development Committee are already on their way. Why is the Eighteenth Lord sad?"

White Dome: "..."

Shan Ye understands and pats the white dome,

"Don't worry, turn around and talk about it. Brother, I will give you some red envelopes a little bigger!"

Bai Qiongshou smiled bitterly, did not refuse,

"Thanks, Da Shan."

When Meng Jia heard this, it was wrong.

"What do you mean, the Eighteenth Master receives the subsidies and bonuses from the Faculty Committee every month, there are 40,000 to 50,000 circulation points, how can you pay back..."

Bai Qiongshou feels bitter!

How many do you know...

Easier said than done!

When you have more than 20 mouths of all ages to feed, you have to entrust that little money...hehe...and you can be happy for a few days...

Especially recently, the youngest third and youngest eleven of Baiqiong's first family have signs of awakening. The number of tonics chewed off every month is astronomical, not to mention that the old ten and the twelve and the old thirteen have learned to make up, and , The youngest old eighteen milk powder drank again, Bai Qiongshou wondered how to milk two buffaloes, how could the dead girl eat so much?

"Oh... if you talk too much, it's tears..."