Doomsday Pavilion

The purple sea urchin surface acupuncture is long, dense, and it is especially huge, it looks special.

Lin Zhe took the sea urchin, and the part who could not eat and put the golden reproductive gland in the shell. It was like an alternative basin and the caliber was not small.

A sea urchin shell has three sea urchin gods, full of overflows.

Sikiqiang has ate two, wrinkled.

"What happened, don't you eat?"

Lin Zhe is a little scratched.

No, he has tasted before, and it is very confident for his own taste.

Si emlare,

"It's not good to eat, this is really don't dare to eat, will make a stomach, the spleen and stomach are too bad."

"Oh..."

The Warlock Grandpa holds a sea-choles, like a grain, with a golden paste yellow, while singing and despising Siki.

Oh, weak chicken.

The first feel is that it is.

Not only the kind of seafood - after all, it is a genitation gland.

This kind of feelings are not annoying, and if it is normal, especially men, it is probably easy to link this taste and kidney Yany.

Although the sound is faint, the effect is like the landscaphysque, from the mouth, to the nasal, even the back of the brain, the bottom of the cold.

Subsequently, full of fresh and delicate and delicate soft.

The Warlock Uncle said,

"This kind of sea urchin is the first time, the first time I eat, I feel a bit of a bit of light, a little bit, um, it is the flavor of the fermentation, very good, but you don't remember there is a tennis size near Mingguang. Black sea bile? This big sea daring is really cool, but Huang is a little bit wrong with the small black sea, and the taste is a bit rough. "

Si empty,

"One time two billion and once one billion, can the quality are the same? This sea urchin is enough for you to eat, the sea urchin, thirty is not enough."

Lin Zhen nodded.

Warlock is a look,

"What two billion? What is 2 billion?"

Sikong resumes sincere apologies,

"Forgot, you have no chance to experience this."

Oh, there is no spicy chicken in the entity.

Lin Zhen, the Siki,

"You ... line?"

This goods are afraid not to blow.

As soon as he weak chicken, it is not a fee on three or two.

Siki: ...

I really want to kill this B.

Lin Songyu Yisheng,

"Come, eat more, make up."

Warlock: "To the right, hippocampus roll pig son, big supplement, good things, really don't work, let Lin Zi give you a piece of cooking a pot of leeks ~"

What about my knife? ?

Siki is a typical typical, not to mention something that he is igniting, and he is so many kitchen.

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The taste is a bit like a chocolate butt, but it is so hard, it is actually very crisp.

Like a fish scale chewed, then the full-mouth glue, the sea breeze blows, the lips are like a feeling that is to be sticky.

"Well, um? It's a bit, very fragrant, the taste of the fish ..."

Subsequently, the pig son flavored in the head was rushing out, and the four parties were killed.

The pork waist is caught in two hipsters, even if it is ripe, there is still a fresh taste, and even a bit of explosion.

Its taste is too unique, and the big open is invincible.

Siki is rushed to the smell of this blood,

"Ah ..."

Anyway, it is, the hook of the sea, the smell of the pork waist is mixed together, can't say that it is delicious, but it can't say it is very difficult, in short, it is very special ...

Strap, the Siki can directly pick the things directly on the face - your mother is doing this is a meal?

But today, I don't know what to do, Siki bitten again.

Spicy but also a heavy wine taste and red scorpion.

Then bite again ...

Let's come ...

Be addictive.

Si Kong eyes gave birth to it, full of fullness:

I am not ill?

Can you stop?

See ghost!

Poison!

He cried.

Lin Sheng and Warlock are also eating.

A war is a whole string.

"Really, the more you chew, the more you chew, the last time I met a stinking tofu stewed wild vegetables and wild boar, the more you eat, the more you feel ..."

Lin Zhe is also the same.

At first, the brow is still wrinkled.

Shu slowly open.

Then start selling hot sweat.

It is also an expression that resists and stops.

Sikong: Good! Sure enough, I am still the most normal!

He filled a half bowl of fresh fish bone soup, and then a thick flag of fish, so that the sunflower and the green stems were just the good spicy spicy in the oral nasal cavity, which feels that the feeling of the top is gradually expelled.

The cold sea breeze is really enemy, and the fish soup is rolling in a large pot, and the Siki is on the head, and a few hard sweats, holding a bowl,

"comfortable..."

The meat is backed by the pepper and cumin being baked by charcoal fire, and the strong fragrance can float in a few miles away.

Siki does not turn his eyes stare at the emperor crab on the shelf.

"This thing, okay, okay."

Lin Hexin is very thin, and the legs of the emperor crab have been broken by a piece of one-third of the outer shell, made three flavors, butter, garlic, salt pepper.

Charcoal fire roast, the surface of the surface of the pink, white crab raised, and it was plated with a layer of coke color.

"Eating!" Lin Zhe said, "It's almost, this is not a problem."

Have you eaten?

I haven't ever eaten today?

Siki took a shot of his belly, letting it fight for it.

When I returned, I still had a few days of boat. At this time, I pulled my stomach. I was afraid that I would like to lose my life in this sea area.

It is twice that the normal emperor crabs are twice the rest of the legs, and the dried meat is thick, and the Siki is full of mouth. It is full.

"Oh ~"

Break!

Lips and teeth, delicate and juicy.

Crab legs are thick enough, the most central part seems to be a bit unfamiliar, forming a wonderful similar glue feel, Siki immediately fell in love with this taste.

"Never! Give me a garlic! No, come to butter!"

The muscle fiber of the crab legs is long, a trace of crab, and it seems to be more tough than the general crab meat, and the crabs are unique, so the big mouth is in the mouth, even if it is afraid Siki, who didn't be too hungry, can also understand what is satisfied and happiness.

"It's too cool ..."

For a time, he is a bit awkwardly of the crabs of the crabs that have eaten.

That thing has a piece of meat, eat and this feel is completely unable to say.

The food of the fart is not tired, today, my company is going to eat meat bowls - wait, my wine?

Alcohol is there, Siki just moved a 15-year old yellow wine for 3 pounds, great private banding, worth 8900.

"Well?" Faced with the eyes of Sik, Lin Sheng is very natural, "Hey, Yellow Wine, I have already charged it, I have a drunk shrimp in the evening."

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