Doomsday Pavilion

The four women obviously did not expect Sikong to tell them such extremely important news, and even their eyes changed.

"Mingguang, there is a sixth-order powerhouse?"

"You... why tell us!"

Sikong glanced at them obliquely,

"Sooner or later you will know about such a big disturbance, and... this kind of news will not become Mingguang's secret, Mingguang people, they are not so stingy."

Lin Chou was stunned.

These women are not from the base city?

Wait, why did this handsome add a word?

Also, what they said about the movement in the ancestral mountain seemed to be made from potted plants, right?

Big Sister’s solemn cupped fist,

"Thank you for telling the truth."

Sikong chuckled, then stopped talking.

Big Sister hesitated,

"My name, Yao Wei."

Sikong frowned.

"Sikong."

Big Sister took a deep breath,

"Sikong Yu, but your father?"

Sikong nodded.

Both parties were silent.

Lin Chou was at a loss. What kind of dumb riddles are you guys playing in front of me? ?

At this time, Lord Shan went and returned, still with a mean smile on his face.

"Oh, isn't this Young Master Sagong University, today, don't you cough?"

Maybe it’s because the third stage taunting halo is too sharp, and a certain young man immediately broke the score.

"Go away, the big bald man has no say!"

Our Lord Shan was unhappy at the time,

"You baby, you have no culture. You don't know that,'You must become strong, be bald first, the undead will add technology, and the bald head will have a crit.' This is an ancient saying."

Sikong glanced at Lord Shan.

"Your hair has grown out. Besides, you don't have the surname Ann."

Shan Ye gathered the green stubble on his head,

"Although Grandpa Dashan is not safe, he is also quite old-fashioned. He strictly adheres to the eight creeds of humility, integrity, compassion, bravery, justice, sacrifice, honor, and soul. In his heart, Daddy is actually a real knight, watching Smooth, round, full and attractive...the kind of knight in the dawn and early sun, three repairs!"

I'm sure you must have not listened carefully to the teachings of the ancestors.

Because the son once said:

Freely steal the winged sheep, the three-cultivation knight bursts out.

Shan Ye sighed,

"Poor little boy, when will your illness get better?"

Sikong coughed with anger,

"Ben Young Master is not dead, it's up to you."

Shan Ye waved his hand, "Xiao Lin hit, give Daddy a dozen beer, iced."

Then he looked at Sikong very seriously,

"Daddy's trip to the far door, it really didn't come out in vain. Those hunters have told some ancient legends, and now they are conveyed to you free of charge, hoping to be useful for your illness."

Sikong threw down the spoon, took out a white paprika from his pocket and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"you are serious?"

Uncle Huang looked wronged,

"Daddy is really for your good!"

"..."

Huang Dashan sorted out the corners of his clothes and his stubborn stubble.

"It is said that before the cataclysm, there was a magical way in the ancient East called practice, to cultivate to the highest Realm, the fist can break mountains and rivers, the feet can break the sun and the moon, and walk with the sword to take the first level of people thousands of miles away. If you don’t do anything injustice, your merits will rise immediately."

Sikong's eyes were looking forward to it. What Huang Dashan said was the Realm he was looking for.

"But, here, isn't it the old, ancient East?"

Shan Ye tilted Erlang's legs, "Oh, listen to Daddy first!"

He continued,

"In that place, not only is the Fox Spirit Pipa monster chrysanthemum and white lotus female watch, even his mother’s chopsticks can be Immortal Ascension, you baby, there is definitely still a rescue, you only need to gather seven Dragon Pearls to summon the dragon and make a wish, let It will give you the heirloom somersault cloud, and then you can go to a place called Celestial Island to find an old god named Guixianren, he will teach you the way of practice, and then... "

"boom!"

The more Sikong listened, the darker his face became, and a pot was buttoned on Uncle Huang's head.

"Hahaha...."

Huang Dashan smiled and rolled straight on the ground, "Wow, daddy teased you, you fucking believe it, you believe it hahaha..."

The brows of the four extremely sturdy and sturdy women were twisted into a pimple, and they didn't even understand the punctuation marks just now.

Is there any unique jargon that Mingguang can't make?

This discovery is very important and must be reported to the wise men of the tribe!

So Big Sister took out a small book and recorded it in an ancestral way of painting.

Well, maybe there is one more unsolved mystery in this world, which is still unknown.

...

Uncle Huang was still laughing, crying and crying for lack of oxygen in his lungs.

As a surviving young man who takes dreams as a horse and takes advantage of his poems and wine years, how can Sikong be willing to be molested?

Put the upper eyelid under the eyelid,

"The evil taste of the poor."

"belch!"

Huang Dashan choked, "Daddy is a resounding hunter, Huang Dashan who can challenge higher levels, pay attention to your tone of voice!"

"The evil taste of the poor."

"You damn it's a personal attack! Where is daddy poor? daddy is worth tens of millions, daddy..."

Sikong pulled his eyelids, Wang Zhi scorned,

"Tsk, that's really unfortunate... But even if you are so poor, this Young Master will not laugh at you, so feel free to enjoy your barren life!"

Huang Dashan almost spit out eight bloody alpacas directly,

"MMP! What else do you have besides being rich?"

Sikong squeezed his chin and thought carefully.

"Well, this Young Master also has a powerful daddy. There are 263 maids and 1,900 bodyguards who have signed a contract. Maybe there are hundreds of dead men trained since childhood. ...Well, I don’t know much...Although there are many suitors, this Young Master has not been married yet. Your Excellency Huang Dashan must have been in the tomb of marriage for many years, half of his neck buried in the ground. ?"

"..."

Poor Shan Ye just wants to know one question now, which school did this kid learn about excavators... heh heh, is he an eloquence for further education?

.......

At the same time, there is no dense fog that is rare in the dark sea. The high-magnification telescope of the scientific research institute points directly to the east of the dark sea-Haiqingshi Island where sea stone flowers grow.

On the electronic screen connected to the telescope, Wei Tianxing's "stalwart" figure appeared.

Haiqingshi Island is like a giant beast crossing the border. It is in a mess. The scattered sections of Haiqingshi are flat. Wei Tianxing stands on the highest point with his hands upside down, facing the vast ocean.

at this time,

"Sizzle."

The current burst, and the screen first turned into a snowflake, then bursts of green smoke rose, and it was completely scrapped.

"What's going on! Fix it for me quickly!"

An old voice roared.

A certain genius inventor, a young "discoverer" who was already an honorary academician at a young age, was crying,

"The sea is dark and foggy."

"Crack!"

The limited edition "Serving the People" mug in the hands of the dean fell into messy pieces.

"Waste, everything is waste!"

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