Doomsday Pavilion

The taste of the bean hawk moth and sea intestines has been praised by mouth-and countless complaints about its ugly shape.

It's just like the sea intestines worn on a string are much better than the bean hawk moth!

You see.

What a strange species man is.

Do you have any strange prejudices against green?

This kind of thing is not worth much to the evolutionary. Lin Chou is also happy to be personal. There are not many stalls selling bean hawk moths in the streets and alleys of Mingguang, but they are definitely not many, even if ordinary people living in the alleys bite their teeth. Willing to buy one or two to solve the gluttony.

"This thing~" Xiao Yourong, who was scared to change his voice just now, was full of oil. What he ate with his eyes closed was called Xiangtian. "Is this another kind of sea intestine? Is it also dug out from the sand? ?"

Lin Chou pouted,

"No, it's on a tree."

"Wet Tiger, you lie!"

"If you know, I still ask, are the potato shreds finished?"

"Humph..."

Zhao Erye, who hadn't seen him for a long time, didn't know from which corner (or Old Zhao's little black house?) he got out, holding a wine bottle in one hand and a few skewers in the other. While eating, he said something to the stew pot.

"Second Master, what are you whispering to that?"

Bao Er can be regarded as a scene person now. In Mingguang Base City, everyone can talk and laugh. Of course, the respect and politeness are absolutely indispensable. You must also pay attention to skills~

"No," Zhao Er's eyes turned to the crowds down the mountain, "You should be about the same age as me. Do you remember when we were there."

"Hey~" Bao Er hissed, "Where is anyone willing to go out of the city at that time, let alone ordinary people, if you evolve out, you have to explain the funeral in advance——Second Lord, you say, this life is now There are fewer and fewer corpses. A few days ago, I heard people say that the price of a Tier 3 zombie cub has been fired to the 2,200 circulation point. Our descendants want to see how the living corpse grows. So, do I have to go to the zoo to see through the iron fence, then go to the museum, look at the specimens, look at the bone structure, um, if that happens, you can earn money, and the tickets are at least dozens of circulation points..."

Zhao Er opened his mouth, stunned for a long time without saying a word.

It’s not how this brain circuit is long??

"Yes," Zhao Erye looked very serious. "At that time, Mingguang will legislate to protect the precious and endangered mutant species living corpses, and the living corpses will be listed in the Red Endangered List and textbooks. All living corpses will be punished as a felony. The specific standards refer to the catastrophe. Former China National Treasure Giant Panda—Those wearing zippered leather cases count!"

Bao Er: ...

Ashamed and ashamed, I am ashamed of myself, and I still have the old Zhao family to talk about brain holes!

Lin Chou interrupted,

"What about the alien beast?"

Zhao Er was bored with a sip of wine,

"Of course it is the same. After the disaster of the alien beasts is eliminated, we will specially select a few of the most massive and gentle characters, and put them in the zoo. From now on, our generation will blow water with people through the iron fence every day. : Er Za, Sun Za, look, Grandpa used to fight this stuff, punching the Lord of the Ancestral Mountain, kicking the giant Beihai, um..."

With rolling eyes, Zhao Eryi shrank his neck and put out the fire.

"Not bad," Lin Chou said, "I think Neon Dragon fits this standard very well."

Bao Er: ...

Zhao Er: ...

Are you a fool?

Neon dragon's internal body shape, neon surgery radius, once frightened, a skill brushed down the nearby three or five streets, people will not even be rescued!

Zhao Erye smacked his lips.

"Speaking of the neon dragon species... if only it can be tamed..."

"Yes."

For the first time in his life, Zhao Er felt that the Mingguang Research Institute had struggled to blacken the black technology of the uncle Warlock. The powerlessness of the various source crystal weapons was when he faced the neon dragon.

The neon dragon is simply a natural war machine and a battlefield smasher. It can’t find any fault except for the enemy and me. Whether you are an ordinary person or an evolutionary, a neon technique will sweep it down and give me more than suffocation. If you run out of the range with a heavy neon "A", you will be killed. If you really want to be tough, unless you can directly kill the Neon Dragon, you can wait for 1 second, 3A, and a Neon Art on the left. The neon technique on the right will brush you into a solid one, the colorful and shining ones are old and beautiful~

The key is that there is no saying that any alien beast, living corpse, or human being is completely immune to neon art.

You can be resistant, but it is impossible to ignore Neon.

There was a stream of saliva flowing from the corner of Zhao Er's mouth. He had imagined that the neon dragon of Mingguang subdued a division in a long snake formation rushing to the Northwest Wolf City to brush neon art.

Well, the next step is to brush Queen City.

"Hey, wake up~"

"What are you doing?"

"..."

Zhao Er sighed regretfully,

"Mingguang has tried everything. He has been renounced half-way through the game. He has cultivated his feelings since he was a child, and his mental powers have tampered with his brain circuits. ...Oh forget it..."

Bao Er said,

"Didn't the research institute have found a way to manipulate the living corpses, if the alien beasts are not far away?"

"Fart!" Zhao Er said with disdain, "They know an egg! The trick they used to domesticate living corpses was stolen from others who betrayed the party, and they were castrated if they were researched and studied for some reason. , Don’t talk about comparing with the rebel party’s surname Liu, a Tier 4 spiritual evolutionist can at most control three Tier 3 living corpses, do you think there is a chicken for this??"

"..."

Zhao Er looked at Lin Chou,

"The only estimate that is obedient and effective is the tree taken from the forest, haha!"

Lin Chou snapped his fingers to end the topic.

"The meat is ready."

The slow-cooked beef and mutton in the big pot of Doudan is hot, the soup is clear and slightly oily, the aroma is clear and there is a special taste that makes one smell it, and there are dots of oil on the surface, which is obviously a bite The crude and heavy cauldron, the contents of the pot can actually show a bit delicate.

Lin Chou picked up the chopsticks, and a leg of lamb emerged from the water. The lamb on it was cooked, rotten and tender, which was visible to the naked eye. It trembled twice, and fell back into the pot at once, leaving only a bare strip under the chopsticks. Lamb bone.

"Good guy..."

A group of evolutionaries immediately gathered around shamelessly,

"Hey, this big pot of meat stews beautifully!"

"Rang Ren Ren Ren, Boss Lin, give a mouthful of two rice, I want to have rice in soup."

"It smells strange, well, but you can still smell the special taste of doudan."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's a pity that the Osmanthus cicada is out of season, otherwise there will still be a few dishes. The taste of this bean pill is still somewhat similar to that of the Osmanthus cicada."

"There is no osmanthus cicada fragrance!"

"Cut, everybody knows that the sweet-scented osmanthus cicada tastes great, but don't you just eat it for a week or two? After that, you will almost never see it. If you want to, you can eat it every day!"