Doomsday Pavilion

You see, there is a difference between people.

And this difference can exceed the distance between people and dogs.

Just like some people, the gentle, gentle, gentle, handsome eyes, swords, eyebrows and handsome eyes are touched but still not recognized by the future old man of Pu Chou. Meeting is a heart-wrenching fist weighing 50 tons, and does not rule out using it at any time. The possibility of the source crystal cannon.

And some other people, even if they are full of swear words, stubborn, stubborn, and even more sullen-looking guys and their brains are all ax-shaped and hammer-shaped, they can be favored by super beauties, waving their hands, 400,000-month-old Hungarians have big buttocks. What's so special about the single women's army guide for all ages?

Well, it's just like an arm, maybe it's better than your own hand, soft and gentle.

Look at the treatment of the other person, Shan Ye, full of X, curses, and more rogue than a hooligan. What happened?

All Mingguang’s old Young Masters have admiration written all over their faces.

"This old man is really ruthless."

"Sure enough, it's not unreasonable that the Queen of Luanshan Night is interested in this product."

"Daddy's, when daddy is dying, he must have this stuff half calm, oh ~ smile Jiuquan!"

"It's a pity, Lord Shan is a bit rough, and his character is a bit too fucking, but if it's really so dead, Daddy really feels a little uncomfortable."

Huang Dashan didn't have time to take care of this. Under Doudou's bloodline ability and Lin Chou's true vision, he assumed a state of bravery...crossed out...at the hands of others.

"Gan, mother, daddy is not playing anymore."

"It's going to burst, so full!"

"Oh~oh~"

"It really doesn't work..."

"It's going to die...ah...it's going to die..."

As usual, the Queen of the Night's face was ashen.

The main reason is that the Queen feels deceived, and the dog didn't bark so hard the last time he climbed the old lady's bed!

Ah,

man,

Sure enough, they are all big trotters,

Like the new and dislike the old!

Can't look down on my old mother so soon?

Huang Dashan slumped on the ground in a large font, accepting food from the big masters himself.

There are a total of eight people responsible for holding down his limbs and head--

Well, the one who is responsible for holding the rolling pin into his mouth is said to be the strongest and most grumpy cook of the entire garrison. It is temporarily inconvenient to evaluate the craftsmanship, but any recruit must pass through the canteen covered by this man. The test, as long as the leftovers are left, the respected grandfather holds the rolling pin by himself.

Therefore, his feeding technology should be the best, and it is quite suitable for him to serve Grandpa Dashan.

"I... Gan... Mm... Mm... Mm... Mother!"

Huang Dashan's mouth was saying something that no one could understand, and his eyes were full of tears.

Lin Chou stretched out his hand to mark the scale for the canteen master.

"Okay, let's do it again, that's it for the time being, don't feed anymore, he's going to burst...wait, let the energy balance again..."

Everyone at the scene looked at each other-they grew up so old and experienced so many spicy foods. I have never seen anyone use such a crude method to reconcile the original capacity and density of the body.

It's so scary.

Considering that Huang Dashan is now a 500-caliber original blasting device, everyone silently moved back to a distance that they thought was safe.

Lin Chou changed the Fa's encouragement,

"Master Shan, hold on, aren't you known as the cold-faced killer of the durian kneeling clan, work hard, work hard, and take another bite-why don't you get up and do a few squats before jumping?"

Huang Dashan spits out the stars in his mouth,

"How do you ram the foundation? Are you still jumping? Say... don't be so surprised... let daddy take a break..."

"That won't work!" Lin Chou said, "This thing has a fast energy flow back, and it is easy to get connected if you don't connect. You just boom on the spot, for the sake of your life, brother, think of Mingguang's loneliness... Mother, think about the 400,000 Luanshan women's group waiting for you to handle it all. Good, let's have another bite, hurry up...Why don't you be obedient, the master will give me a blow!!!"

With the sound of Huang Dashan's sobbing, Lin Chou said in a benevolent way,

"Master Shan, you have to think about it clearly, you can be a master if you suffer hardship, not to mention this durian is sweet."

"Be strong!"

"One, two, one, two, work harder!"

"Sixth Tier, the noble Tier Six is ​​right in front of your eyes, and you can reach it as soon as you stretch out your hand."

"My surname Lin promises you that if you finish this durian, there is a 80% chance that you will jump directly to the sixth level. The thunder is waiting for you. A strange man of the order, Qingshi has left his name!"

Huang Dashan: "Gan, your mother, daddy, will die with you, you fucking let me die..."

In short, the scene was once quite warm and tearful, and everyone present was moved by Lin Moumou's eloquence in cold sweat.

"Fuck, I didn't know before, this Sea Emperor has been talking like this?"

"Emmmm, don't say it's really something, I feel Prince Dashan's strong desire to survive."

"Heh, the driving force for his old man to live is probably to wait for the sixth rank to die Lin Chou and the canteen master, right?"

"Iron pot stew Lin?"

"It's terrible, eh, whoever of you recorded it. In the future, if my turtle son Jill is picky about eating, Daddy will put his eyelids on his eyelids and let him watch this video!"

"You all know what a fart! There is a sense of vicissitudes of seeing through the world in the unruly, and there is a bit of polite hypocrisy in the truth. Master Lin's way of speaking is really extraordinary~"

"Don't talk, I'm just thinking about it, boss Lin and us are cold... so and so, really fucking good match, exactly the same upright and hard, I really look forward to the two people can collide with more brilliant sparks in the future, we Even the fireworks are saved during the New Year."

"Oh? Do you mean that the two quarreled after they got married? You really don’t have a crow's mouth! Do you know the strength of Boss Lin? Do you know what strength is General Leng? The two of them fought seriously. I doubt they can destroy Mingguang by the way..."

It’s a mess and everything, from Huang Dashan all the way to Lin boss and the boss’s wife’s baby, will they stick to their roots? Do you want to engage in a bit of Sir Sikong’s character? Let’s neutralize it in a few minutes. Crooked to Northwest Wolf City.

Huang Dashan was still alive and kicking, and the trembling fingers gushing out of the stars betrayed the mood of the goods at this moment.

"You fucking... hiccup~ Can you respect daddy a little?"

Oh, yes yes, here lies a pioneer who will be a human hero after hanging up* Qingshi left his name* Dashan* Huang!

Zhao Qingcang's mouth twitched as she saw it, and it seemed that this old man was a little bit intolerable.

He asked in a strangely "kind" tone.

"Thief Sun... are you okay?"

"Fucking? Who can't?" Huang Dashan slammed his neck and stared at his own waist, slapped his waist vigorously, "Help, help me up!!"

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