Doomsday Pavilion

Chapter 1179 Dare to ask Little Big Si, but the last name is Liu?

Gray clothes, long wet hair, long black claws--

When all this flashed past Wu Ke, Wu Ke's heart collapsed (qie) collapsed (xi).

Rolling and crawling and evading the claws of the little Big sis with horrible movements, Wu Ke was embarrassed while putting on Mo Ming’s smile.

"Fortunately, it's just a physical attack...this researcher is relieved..."

As long as he didn't come up with a bunch of skills to ride his face, Wu Ke felt that his comfort and safety levels were much higher out of thin air.

emmm...

But goose, don't worry, beep poi!

His scientific researcher Wu said plainly that he was a weak scholar who had no strength to hold down the test tube and beaker, even a big crucible, even if coupled with the dual blessing of socialist core values ​​and materialism, he beat him up. The possibility of a little Big sis, a female ghost, can only be walked through the scene in the spring dream...Bah...in the nightmare...

Okay? !

The gap between materialism and materialism has disappeared.

At this moment, what he wants to do is pure materialism like Shan Ye's, not the materialism (qualitative) produced by Mingguang Research Institute.

Wu Ke squeezed the hard back of the chair with rolling and crawling*2, and mentioned it easily... without lifting...

All right.

The solid wood chairs in Lin Chou's shop are all copied and pasted by the system, and there is no possibility that they will be picked up and hit people.

Afterwards, the pots, pans, pots, bowls, pans, salt and pepper chopsticks on the table became Wu Ke's weapons, and he made a whistling sound and went to the female ghost Little Big sis.

"The physical attack is good... the physical attack is wonderful... you bite me..."

Crackling.

These messy things pass by, the action is sharp and coquettish, in short, the operation is as fierce as a tiger...

However, 0 damage.

Little Big sis still has a bloody face and licked the corner of his mouth.

"I don't eat shit!"

A group of Wu Ke aggrieved.

Why do you curse?

A fire of righteous indignation ignited in his chest,

"You don't make sense, you are physically immune to physical attacks?!"

With Wu Ke's profound knowledge, the best way to face this situation is probably to get a fusion fission battery to blast her out of the phase shift state and squeeze her round...

Of course that’s impossible. With Mingguang’s existing technology, it’s at least as thick as the crater of Lushan Mountain. It’s impossible to miniaturize it. So let’s not mention the ghosts, I’m afraid it will be after the bombardment. The whole Er Mingguang is so good.

What to do? I'm waiting online...

Wu Ke's cold sweat was dripping, and he couldn't calm down.

Big sis, the female ghost, has a sharp offensive, one claw after another, and there is also private goods in it. According to the classification, it is probably a magic attack. The gurgling black water spills over a large area. It is as if the two thousand cockroaches who committed suicide after eating mothballs were digested by earthworms when they were half-decomposed.

Not only did he murder his nose, he even drilled in from the top door and the base of his tail, like a tarsus maggot.

"vomit..."

Wu Ke vomited while crawling, tears came out, grievance and despair suddenly came.

There is no way into the sky, no doors, doors and windows have been welded to death by the female ghost Big sis, the small hall is so big and the table is full, the world is full of stomach acid except for the foul black water Wu's vomit that smells like bile...

It was too bad for him to spit his feet in the helmet while riding a motorcycle.

"Big sis, the female ghost, your surname must be Liu, right? Your ancestor is Martial God, right!!"

Wu Ke broke off the windows and doors that turned into walls, and wanted to cry without tears. In this situation, a certain green turned on the loudspeaker and came over to publicly put one dollar and a coin on the iron door, iron window, iron chain and hand holding on to the iron window. Looking out...

There is no escape.

The little Big sis, the female ghost, raised her hands high, her nails were long and dark like some kind of beast, and even the skin and flesh connected to the nails gradually became black and gave birth to irregular scales.

Wu Ke gasped hard, his eyes rolled vigorously.

"Little Big sis, wait a minute..."

The little big sis of the female ghost is mixed with a lot of bloodshot eyes, but still looks black and white, and even a little shining, there are complicated emotions that are both proud and suspicious in her eyes.

It is the female ghost who is not skilled in the Big sis business, and has never seen such a "customer" who looks like a monkey.

Wu Ke took a deep breath and tried to force himself to calm down, but the stench of his nose caused his bile and stomach acid to squirt out of his nostrils...

He was very difficult,

"Little Big sis, the nails need to be waxed and polished first. In fact, I'm telling you that I have a cleanliness..."

Wu Ke didn't know how the female ghost Big sis's nails with keratin protein structure can be treated to look rusty-er, at least the main ingredients of the nails before the female ghost Big sis hangs up?

There is an old saying that the desire of heaven must make it go crazy first.

Faced with the doom that is about to die, Wu Ke has completely released himself, and his whole person is free at once, and Pi flies up.

Not only that, but he can even have many inexplicable ideas in his mind, such as waxing the nails of the little Big sis, such as a set of 30 circulation points of advanced washing and cutting blowers for the little Big sis, such as giving the little Big sis Get an eyebrow tattoo for a lift...

Although these thoughts can't make oneself hang more decent, but at least they can make the big sis look more decent if you kill own female ghost, right?

Hehe, what does the 300-yuan big sword compare to the one-hundred-hundred-yuan set meal?

pity...

The little Big sis of other people’s female ghosts has always been up to the headlights to ride on the face, and then come up with a set that everyone will be very comfortable. You will only reveal the truth when you are happiest when you shake the bed. The face is staged as a ghost, so that the scumbag will die and the pain will be maximized...

How come you can't get it here?

Little Big sis, I don’t want physical attacks, I also want film attacks. When we are civil servants, we don’t want Face! !

finally...

Wu Ke leaned over there, arranging a Taizi shape, and stopped moving.

Rolling his eyes, salty wet road,

"Come up and do it yourself!"

The little girl ghost Big sis didn't act immediately, and even looked a little hesitant and jealous on her expression.

Why did the lean chicken research man who just jumped up and down like a monkey turned into a salted fish in an instant? Is there any secret conspiracy in it?

Wu Keche was completely irritated by the hesitation of the little girl ghost Big Sis.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

"It's too shameful! Is this your ghosts' attitude toward work?"

"It's a pleasure whether it's the whole thing!"

Speaking of this, the tone is suddenly weak,

"I fear pain..."

After hesitating for a while, the little ghost girl Big Si raised her claws and moved one step at a time, and slowly squatted down in front of Wu Ke-long black hair was scattered on Wu Ke's chest and waist.

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