Doomsday Pavilion

Very good, it is very useful.

There is no way to drink a lot of high-quality wine Sikong, of course, he is not good at it, but occasionally he will have a little yellow wine, red wine and green plum dessert wine.

that is...

Just a little melancholy.

Seeing the wine jar covered by the dense mycelium that grew naturally so that the original material can hardly be seen, Si Kong couldn't help but glanced inwardly at the mouth of the jar:

Green onion, ginger, garlic, bay leaf, star anise and peppercorns have everything you need. The amber-like liquor is mixed with soy sauce and a series of dry and wet spices, turning it into a black and black color.

"But save me a cup..."

I have to say that Lin Chou's seasoning skills are as reassuring as ever. Just this jar of wine, before the crabs and shrimps are served, the taste is already very attractive.

哐!

Lin Chou threw out a big wine jar and said in doubt.

"When did you start drinking?"

The liquor is emerald green, with a bamboo-like fragrance.

Sikong's eyes widened.

"Good fellow, good kid, why are you willing to soak snake gall with Sancai Snake Wine?"

Lin Chou is serious,

"Well, I will calculate a price for you and Wucai Snake King Wine."

You may think it is very profitable, but my iron cock will never lose.

Sikong: (￢＿￢)=╭∩╮

Strictly speaking, however, Xiaoqing's "gut" is actually nothing like guts at all. Generally, anyone who has been to Yanhuishan several times calls this thing-"Neidan".

Using the word exquisite and embossed to describe a bead feels strange, but the diners of Yanhuishan don’t mind at all. Anyone who is lucky enough to taste the colorful snake king wine will praise its taste and medicinal effects. Going up to the sky, people who haven't tasted it become more and more yearning to pass this thing on to the magic-who makes the wine that this inner alchemy soaks can only be carried by the handful of top talents.

They just don't know how they would feel if they were lucky enough to know that Xiaoqing, a brave guy who could keep up with food, could spit out several inner pills a week.

Really, this thing is really worthless to Lin Chou, just like Da Yue Xiong's six-piece sweater, if you spread it outside, it can only prove that Si Gouzi and Gungun depilation are a bit serious. That's it.

"Huh~"

Sikong exhaled a breath of alcohol.

This thing is obviously ISO certified by Lin Chou, otherwise Sikong would definitely not dare to slam something like this with a Tier 6 monster inner alchemy.

Drinking in the mouth, it is cold and refreshing like sweet fruit wine, and then fiercely and fiercely, the throat is burning.

"Really comfortable!"

The floor was covered with ice and snow, the waves were surging, and the face of the boss Sikong was flushed with redness.

"This little blushed, like a girl,"

Uncle Warlock surreptitiously used a small cup to scoop a cup from the jar of rice wine filled with spices.

"Sucking~ It's still cool as expected~"

Sikong laughed,

"Master Warlock, your taste seems very strong."

The warlock held a red crab shell and dipped the meat of the crab legs into the cream inside the crab shell. What he ate was called a happy...

Huh?

Why is this guy crying?

Lin Chou and Si Kong were at a loss.

Uncle Warlock simmered in his chest: "I, Uncle Warlock, finally realized the freedom of the king crab!"

Lin Chou Sikong:...

Sikong just wanted to deeply pat the uncle Warlock on the shoulder to sympathize with this poor b. By the way, Versailles, and then suddenly remembered-this has nothing to do with being poor, he can go to the sea by himself without spending money. Buy seafood to eat!

Therefore, he is lazy!

Warlock:

"No, no, no, you know a ball, daddy throws things as soon as they get to the sea, and throws things as soon as they get to the sea, and can still find things lost on land, and where can I find them in the sea..."

With that grieved expression and sad look on his face, the ghost knows what this guy has gone through.

Lin Chou still has a say in this matter and raised his hand.

"Well, I picked up the Warlock's wallet at sea. There are more than 20 circulation points in it."

Sikong: "..."

There are too many slots, and I know what to say for a while.

Sagong took a big bite of the crab legs. The fine butter and milky flavour coupled with the firm and fragrant meat of the crab legs really gave off a miracle of flavor.

He doesn't like the yellow cream in the crab shell, it's too greasy...

emmm, Sikong's appetite and physique basically destined that he will never have a relationship with some big fish and fat-rich things in his life.

"Linzi, there is a sea hunting boat coming over there." The warlock said suddenly, "It's signaling our boat."

Lin Chou raised his eyes and saw that the opposite side was about a dozen nautical miles away, with bright lights shining regularly, and a steel beast painted in blue and black was slowly approaching the direction of the island.

He was stunned,

"Isn't it? I'll just run away from a class, I can still find me after hiding so far?"

He turned around in place,

"Is it Huang Dashan, is it him, that he can do this kind of thing-what about my mace?"

The warlock observed for a while,

"It's not like, it should be a sea hunting ship of the military, look at it, it has a number."

"I'm not as good as your eyesight."

The sea hunting ship approached, turning a blind eye to the floating icebergs near the islands and reefs. The huge icebergs were crushed directly and then anchored next to Sikong's ship.

"Oh huh~" Sikong said with a smile, "Your guy is chasing me."

A few vigorous figures jumped out of the boat, wearing the uniform of the garrison, their posture light and bumpy.

Leng Han, sisters of the Mi family, and... the mighty and mighty squadron 3000 will kill you...

Carrying the gun and holding the cannon, waiting in full battle, all the cold weapons are out of the sheath.

Leng Han had originally wrinkled her brows, but when she saw who the three guys on the opposite side were, her eyes flickered.

"You... why are you here?"

The words were addressed to three people, but unfortunately, there was only one figure in her eyes.

"Tsk~"

Sagong took a hard bite on the lime used to season the king crab, without peeling the skin.

"what..."

Lin Chou subconsciously wanted to scratch his head - when he faced Leng Han, he always couldn't help making some small movements, even though it was not his habit.

"I, I strolled..."

The Mi's sisters seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

In the back, hundreds of big girls and little wives with big waists, round muscles and fierce wives all smiled with distorted expressions.

Mi Mi said,

"The lieutenant-general almost ordered a shot just now. This is the precaution zone."

"Oh... Then did I trouble you?"

Leng Han waved his hand.

Lin Chou said naively,

"Would you like to eat together? There is ham on board Sikong."

"Um..."

Mi Mi whispered to Mi Mi,

"Good fellow, this wave of hunting is not a loss, just stroll around and directly caught a son-in-law for our brigade."

"Ah, there is a mess in the cold team's cabin. Go and let them clean up. You will use it at night if you don't have it."

"Really, just say to change the cold team to a big cabin, she won't let it."

"What's good about the big cabin? Just the one that the cold team has been living in. The small one is good. There is only one bed. Let's see where he hides this time."

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