Doomsday Pavilion

In fact, our cold lieutenant will deliberately ignore certain aspects of Lin X. To some extent, this is very bright. She is like the Mingguang base city will release deliberately ignore skills on its own.

The sacred artifacts of other people’s homes can’t wait to put them on the ancestor’s table, light incense and put on the pig’s head as a tribute, but Mingguang always thinks about “catching” a holy beast and pressing it back to his pocket. Is it okay to have a fundamental shift?

Is it plausible!

Who has considered Saint Beast’s own opinions?

Besides, is it really easy to use the holy beast that was caught casually like this!

And the treatment of the forest is slightly worse than the treatment of the pig head on the tribute table-look at the salted fish for a few more times, look at the graceful salted flower, look at the regular texture of the pickled hey!

When Lin Chou climbed out of the pile of ice skates and snow swords, his entire face was wooden. Just now, he finally achieved the achievement that he can share the pan-faced face with Huang Dashan, or that he was pushed by a large amount of ice and snow to actively use his face. A pan, in short, the effect is actually the same.

"Uh..."

Lin Chou glanced at it, and Lieutenant General Leng's expression was definitely much colder than this piled room.

In fact, he was completely wrong--

Leng Han's gaze penetrated the log wall of the small hall, overlooking the whole situation and reaching the outskirts of Yanhui Mountain.

"With the gift Wu Ke, a total of 52 people were present, and 6 others have fled to the middle of the Hetao Corridor."

"It was loud just now, they should have heard it all."

"It will take at least 45 minutes to kill all the mouths, damn...how do you fight those 5th tiers... It's okay to kill one or two, but the rest..."

"Would you like to send Grandpa a radio so that Grandpa should be outside the gate of the city?"

Well, Lin Chou didn't think wrong, Lieutenant General Leng is indeed thinking about something that makes people cold.

Seeing Leng Han's angry look unpleasant, Lin Chou's brain was mixed with the already online emotional intelligence and quickly stirred.

"According to my handsome Lin for so many years of experience, I have read the little hhhhhh books and films that can go around the earth several times. I used my incomparable handsomeness to force them to the corner and push them over and put on the evil smile of the overbearing president. Boom is obviously the most comprehensive strategy...that's right!"

When the dog beep system is cleaning up the memory, it makes an abnormal buzzing sound of the main chassis overloading operation, and at the same time it works hard and slowly brushes out the subtitles:

"A Leng's position is in a very reasonable situation."

"There is no defense in my heart against the host."

"So what are you waiting for...gogogo...3, 2, 1..."

Oh, spicy chicken!

What are you talking about 321go? !

Which normal person would go to the wall with a big chest and butt...

Which normal person would go to Bidong, a chest that is so famous...

The sack of the bridge!

This idea is wrong...

Lin Chou shook his head and tried to smash some inexplicable words.

"Why are you still hesitating? This system will issue you a reward task. The host succeeds and has an intelligence value of +1. If it fails, it will lose seven percent of the body at random."

Lin Chou thought about it carefully and came to a conclusion in a moment.

"Where there is a failure, there is still a 7% chance of being chopped off, leaving the whole body dead, okay?"

System brushing,

"How can it be repaired, why doesn't the host think about the consequences of success? You can not only embrace the beauty, but also get the special look and reward of the supreme adult of the system, why not do it."

"Hey, are you rewarding such a cheap thing? Even this kind of thing can be regarded as a task. Your system is too unsatisfactory, right?"

"Heh, man! Friendly Reminder, if the host can't think of a reasonable solution to the current situation within three seconds, it is likely to explode in situ, please respect yourself, and be sure to give priority to the proposal of this system (＾U＾)ノ~ＹＯ ~"

Then there is a particularly pleasing old Windows shutdown music.

It’s too late and it’s fast. The brainstorming time between Lin Chou and a certain system lasted at most for 1S. However, looking at Leng Han’s expression, the situation has almost reached the point of irreversibility.

A normal person can understand not to put women in embarrassment. They may make up a life-and-death ending that they think is reasonable but mostly illegal in a short period of embarrassment.

But Leng Han is definitely different. Leng Han just thought of a plan to make the 54 people near Yanhui Mountain plus some pets and the crispy meat carp raised in batches by Lin Moumou, etc., and so on.

"Look at it a few more times to know if it's good enough for you to eat," Lin Chou mentioned the salted fish and put it on his shoulder. "Hey, help me, the fish skin is very slippery."

"Oh..."

What kind of brain supplement, what plan, disappeared in an instant.

"How do you want to eat this fish?"

"Salted fish, it tastes good when it is simply fried. In fact, you can add some ham and stew to make a clear soup. I drank it when I was a kid. The soup was milky and milky white with some nepeta. The taste is excellent~"

"Yes?"

"My dad's craftsmanship won't deceive people. The old man has used it in cooking all his life. He is more intimate to the pot in the kitchen than me."

"Talk about it~"

"Hey, what can I say, I heard that when I was very young, if it weren't for my grandfather, my dad, who was addicted to learning new dishes and couldn't help himself, starved me to death several times. The unreliable old man won’t think of me, and then I’m going to Sister Hu’s house to have a meal. I robbed Calabash’s messy porridge when he was a child, and he was so hungry that he cried loudly..."

"No wonder you are so close to Sister Hu, it's interesting, are you alive?"

"That's necessary, I'm fighting against the old and the old, and I'm all made up by the fight!"

...

At the back door of the kitchen, Huang Dashan heard everything.

"It's so tasteless, it's so tasteless..."

The nose of this big bald face was still crooked on the plate, revealing a deeply hidden malice for no reason.

"Poison resistance is high? Hey!"

This person took out a small bottle with Huang's body temperature from his arms, and the delicate crystal bottle was filled with pink viscous liquid.

"I can't watch it anymore. Outsiders who are as honest and safe as the master can't watch it anymore, the breast-legged...I don't know if the shelf life has passed..."

In order to maintain the quality and quantity, he opened the cap of the bottle and sniffed, and his face blushed like charcoal fire, and sweat on his forehead.

He leaned on his waist and was very pleased.

"Hiss, strong enough~"

With a soft cough, Huang Dashan quickly took a few handfuls of cold well water and washed his face. After tidying up his expression, he swaggered in through the back door.

"Yo, where are they all?"

"This salted fish will be scooped in a while?"

"The skin is so tight, the fish skin is absolutely delicious."

The voice of Leng Han, who was helping Lin Chou and supporting the salted fish, came faintly.

"Huang's surname, do you have nothing to do with you?"

Huang Dashan suddenly lived, uh,

"Hey... I just take a look... Ha... I have a bowl of Linzi's broth... I'm a little hungry..."

Tons tons tons.

Hold a bowl, return a bottle, this wave is not a loss.

Huang Dashan walked away with joy.

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