Doomsday Pavilion

A person feels that the Shui Lingling Chinese cabbage that he has grown so hard for decades has been swept away by pigs.

emmmm, no, it's more accurate to say that it fell into the pigpen. One of the pig brothers, who is quite handsome, is arching, and there is a circle of pigs around (juan) watching, eager to try...

This Nima!Tell me where can you get better?

As for warm wine, maybe considering the recent situation 80% may have such a guilty conscience.

Not too big, just a guilty conscience as big as a fingernail.

He didn't rush, his expression was gentle, and he was enveloped in a state of indifferent water, as if he didn't care about this awkward and silent atmosphere.

Yesterday, Mr. Wen took the time to visit Doudou with potato chips, shrimp cracks and other spicy chicken snacks. While Doudou was happy that his diet has been completely institutionalized, he also consulted Fatty Wei without the active blessing of Mr. Zhao. How likely is it that the sword will stab himself to death in the state of, the answer he got really made him feel relieved...

What's more, with Wen Zhongjiu's understanding of Fatty Wei, there must be no manifestations of guilty conscience at this time, guilty conscience is counseling, counseling is reasoning, and reasoning is problematic...In the end, he will probably be swallowed by the fat man.

Wei Tianxing finally couldn't help it, and rolled his eyes.

"Hey!"

Wen Zhongjiu upholds the posture of never flinching and choking while talking, and his eyebrows are vertical.

"Do you think he looks like a guy who has been reduced to a passerby who doesn't even have a name?"

The fat man suppressed the breath in his chest,

"Wen, you have a big temper?"

"Hey, fat man, this is the most basic respect between people!"

"Who do you call Fatty? Who do you call Fatty?!"

"Oh, don't you call the fat man, do you dare to agree if I call you father-in-law?"

"I answer... I promise your grandma shit!!"

"..."

Wen Zhongjiu tilted his head to flash a frosty white sword light, his original faint expression gradually stiffened after seeing that sword light annihilated a mountain dozens of miles away.

Yes, it did not collapse, but disappeared directly, and the bare person could not see any traces that had existed in this world.

"Why are you really playing the surname Wei?"

A sword light condensed again in Wei Tianxing's hand, which was larger and more radiant than the previous one.

From the limited 19 kinds of smiles, the fat man picked out the most perfunctory and simplest smile that only exercised 5 muscles to make the large amount of fat on the cheek laugh, and threw it to Wen Zhongjiu.

"Where, don't mind making a joke~"

Whoosh!

Jian Guang was bitter and cold, and the small flame tail tore a trace of darkness and nothingness between the faces of the two.

"I mind damn it!!"

Wen Zhongjiu's entire face was green, and his entire body's hair was irritated by the power and killing intent contained in the sword light.

"Wow, Master Wen is so handsome even when he speaks dirty words!"

"Nonsense, do you want you to talk about it? Obviously Master Wen is so handsome in everything!"

A certain upright uncle on the side was weak,

"Tell me, Master Wen is good at even shit..."

The two women stayed for a while, staring at each other.

Then one of the women said seriously,

"'Promise me, don't use such a perfect ass to pull Baba'-I will write this sentence in the love letter to Master Wen."

"Hip." The other woman glanced at her straightforward uncle very contemptuously. "Using the hips will make you more reserved."

Uncle Geng Zhi: "..."

The uncle's eyes were empty, and he cried silently.

These crazy fan girls are terrible... No wonder their wine can't be sold in Qingquanshan. What kind of marketing strategy, small profits and quick turnover, are all fucking useless!

Even the fine wine that he brewed is no better than the hair of his warm wine!

Uncle can even imagine that kind of scene:

One morning, Wen Zhongjiu stretched out a handsome lazy waist and yawned handsomely, wiped off the corners of his eyes, handsome eyes, and got rid of handsome white teeth. The handsome green overnight leeks in the gaps and said handsomely. ,

"Oh, oh, it's like I accidentally splashed the bath water on these brewing ingredients when I was drunk yesterday.

An early morning a few days later:

At 8:01, the new wine is released;

At 8:02, the new wine was sold out.

"Ahhhhh!"

Uncle Upright grabbed his head and roared for a while, like crazy, then left in despair...

The two women talked,

"This uncle is so strange, what's wrong with him?"

The other woman showed an expression that had already seen everything,

"Hate not to be born but a daughter..."

"Oh~" in a meaningful tone.

Then he turned his head to look at his fellow comrades in the trench, which is more meaningful

"Hate not to meet when I was not married~"

Silence, long silence.

"Ah, ah, bitch, I killed you..."

Wei Tianxing glanced back at the two women outside the door, extremely disdainful, "Ha~"

Wen Zhongjiu, who was finally able to take a breath, silently thanked the two lovely women and the gods and Buddhas, and wiped off the sweat from his forehead.

Grand Shuai Wen shivered a little bit more than his broken clothes--

Few people at the same level can face Wei Tianxing's sword light with a positive energy and sunshine attitude, so even if God is worried about it, he needs to have positive energy and grace!

"You... why are you suddenly strong again, not young and old..."

Wei Tianxing was in a good mood and said with a very reserved smile,

"How can you sweep the world without sweeping a house!"

Wen Zhongjiu: "???"

Wei Tianxing said lightly,

"Even a cat or dog like you can't handle it. Fatty, what do I do with those wild boars that appear in estrus in weaves? What can I do to protect my lovely and beautiful girl?"

Wen Zhongjiu: "!!!"

Okay, your daughter is in control. Is your relationship the driving force behind your improvement?

and many more!wrong...

What do you mean to say that my dignified wine is the same thing as a wild boar in heat?!

Wen Zhongjiu only felt that the old man was lying in his chest and he didn't know what position to spit out, and he felt so old and uncomfortable.

At this time, Wei Qingyu walked out of the kitchen smilingly with a few dishes in his hand. The two hurriedly sat down righteously and put... Shui Yanhuan.

Wei Tianxing picked up a large bowl of free well-drawn cold water and drank it down. When he lowered his head to put down the bowl, gloomy words came out from the back of the bowl.

"If I run into my baby girl again after 10 o'clock in the evening, I will beat you once!"

Wei Qingyu smiled, like a little fox stealing honey.

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Wei Tianxing patted his belly, happily not seeing any acting elements.

"Your Uncle Wen and I are guessing the effect of Lin Chou's dishes."

Uncle Wen's words are clear, every word, and sonorous.

"..."

"..."

Wei Tianxing seemed to have not seen the expressions of the two of them.

"Oh, it's okay to see whether Lao Wen is still my daughter, knowing the cold, knowing the heat, respecting the old and loving the young!"

"Well, this plate of radishes is also good, but why didn't they serve with braised beef intestines?"

"Lin Zi's secret meat, um, good!"

"Oh ooh... it was my baby girl's own hand... this slice is as thick as three fingers...hahaha it's rare that my girl still knows the fat man and I like to eat this kind of aunt... . It's refreshing to eat large pieces of meat and chew..."