Doomsday Pavilion

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The so-called four big irons in life, we went to the window together, carried guns together, went to the countryside together, and beep together.

The words are rough and not rough, and Shan Ye's idea is very simple and straightforward.

When Master Wen's journey in your life and in your heart is ups and downs, Brother Dashan is watching steadily.

What is this called, is there a good and disgraceful sharing in the same boat, Master Wen, Dashan shouts 666 when you are in the beautiful scenery, Dashan will give you a cover when you make a fool of yourself. If I have some trivial troubles in Dashan in the future, you will be embarrassed to sit on the sidelines?

The little abacus makes a sound, but it's all fantasies.

Wen Zhongjiu walked into the dining room gracefully, and solemnly thanked Lin Chou, "Boss Lin, I used to think that on the side of wine, I would have no rivals for Wen Zhongjiu. When Fang came, I also wanted to be with Boss Lin’s colorful snake king. After a wine contest, it seems that Guan Gong is really playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong. Not to mention the colorful snake king wine, it is the three-color snake wine.

Lin Chou smiled half-embarrassed, "Ahem, Master Wen is serious, it is serious, the so-called surgery has a specialization, my wine is brewed specifically for the evolvers, but your Qingquan Mountain is owned by the base city. There is no substitute for taste memories in people's hearts."

"Ha ha."

"Ha ha."

The wandering demon over there filled his mouth with the last piece of beef, holding the wine glass, "Today, I can also taste the fifth-order snake king wine..."

Ye Shan is very emotional, and his face is very gloomy, "Drink later, drink later, and come out again after washing."

"Oh."

"Master Wen, how?" Gao Xuan asked.

Wen Zhongjiu pondered for a while, and said, "A Practitioner who can accurately use every bit of strength in the body, such as drinking colorful snake king wine, will have an immediate effect and a deeper understanding of power. After all, they are on a different path from evolutionary people. ..."

"What about evolved people?"

Huang Dashan and Gao Xuan's eyes were full of eagerness.

Wen Zhongjiu said, "The general evolutionary drinking this wine has almost no obvious Ascension to the strength. For the awakened or the evolutionary, how much more power is so important? Subconsciously changing a person's aptitude, this, It’s the most important thing, and it’s the same as Practitioner."

"A few percent... power..."

Huang Dashan's drool is almost flowing out.

"In this way, Xiaoyou Lin's wine is of no value...well...I think Xiaoyou Lin should already be aware of the special features of this wine, right?"

Gao Xuan was not as excited as Shan Ye to the point that he was about to have hallucinations. He thought to himself, what Master Wen meant, aren't these the most important ones?

Wen Zhongjiu's eyes flashed, "Detoxify!"

this.....

Lin Chou smiled bitterly.

Drop, the scarlet letter of the system, "The poison in the blood, if it does not penetrate the bone marrow, it can be released with a glass of wine."

Lin Chou's lips squirmed, but after all he didn't say anything. The intuition and omnipotent ancient people told him: Leave three points to the mouth.

Even if it is said or not, it seems that there is no difference.

Wen Zhongjiu opened his mouth and made a mouth shape.

Lin Chou smiled bitterly.

Do not nod or shake your head.

Lin Chou understood that mouth shape, it was "zhao".

Wen Zhongjiu left with great heart, and of course Shanye and Gao Xuan were responsible for sending him back to the base city.

The heat seemed to be steaming the earth dry, Lin Chou sat down at the door, staring at the cattle buckling the lamb chariot running wildly on the hillside, sneaking past two bites of Nepenthes leaves from time to time.

"At this time, two bottles of cold beer will be fine." Lin Chou muttered to himself.

The old surnamed Zhao, what kind of identity, and Wen Zhongjiu seem to be so cautious, is it possible that he is higher than Wen Zhongjiu's identity? Isn't that the sixth order? ?

"Pooh."

Lin Chou's teeth were itching.

"Hey, who did I hear just now that I want beer?"

A bottle of beer with scum was thrown over, Lin Chou caught it smoothly, unscrewed it and took a sip.

Sikong still holds the sword in his black shirt, with a straw hat on his head, and a black cloth-covered birdcage in his left hand. He looks like the eight-flag brother with a sensual dog and horse teasing an eagle and walking a dog.

Quaga didn't jump up this time, she was spreading huge wings to shade Sikong, and there was an incubator between the thick feathers, and Sikong's beer was taken out from there.

"Hey, Miss Banquet, Mo Hongniang and Bai Suren didn't catch your shadow, you have a big deal."

Lin Chou shrugged, "As long as it's not collecting taxes, I'm a handsome man and fearless."

Sikong Yile, "That's right, besides money, do you still care about anything else... How do you know the old and rude fellow, Earl Leng?"

"Huh...huh??"

Sikong chuckled, "Yesterday, before Earl Leng left, he had prepared all the cold...Leng Han wedding clothes, and said, this son-in-law, he is very satisfied."

"What kind of wedding dress, what son-in-law, what a fuck..."

Sikong laughed and tears came down, "Among the evolutionary people, this custom has been circulating, using all kinds of exotic animals, flying in the sky, swimming in the sea, swimming in the ground, and drilling the fur, bones, Jin Luo sews a wedding dress for her daughter who is about to get married. The brighter the color, the better, and the more types of materials you use, the better... Well, by the way, you have never escaped the poisonous hand of these nightbirds. The old bastards who didn't wanting face pulled half their hairs one by one."

"..."

"What's the use of this wedding dress?" Lin Chou asked curiously.

"If you want a lining, a lining, a face, and a face, what use do you say? But in terms of practical use... Generally, after marriage, the bride will remove the reinforcement by himself and integrate it into the wilderness chariot."

"I said, buddy, your focus is weird, okay?"

"What's weird."

Lin Chou looked at the sky, "It's lunch time, what should I have?"

Sikong coughed twice, "It's too hot and I have no appetite."

Lin Chou raised his eyebrows, "It's a coincidence. A few days ago, Master Wei brought some materials and got a new dish. It has not been written on the board. This week's quota is just right. You are the first one."

Sikong's brows also raised, "Hey, it's a high-priced dish again, are you sure this dish, I can eat it?"

I wanted to break some dross down on you, the golden master, so I could run away from you?

"Watch your duck, or I will let the fur ball hang it to the tree."

Lin Chou refers to the towering home tree. The weather is so hot. The metal-like silver leaves of the home tree are very reflective. It won't take a few hours to go up, and when it comes down, it will be grilled and quack.

Every time Sagong came, he barely took a few sips and ordered a salt-baked chicken or something.

This and a billionaire came to your store for dinner, and then told you that I don’t want to eat anything except oil, salt, acetic acid, sweet, bitter and spicy. I don’t care about the price.

But you can't come up with a dish, what's the difference?

As for this time, two words, huh!

Even if TM is an iron rooster, daddy can squeeze out a few eggs for it.

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