Doomsday Pavilion

Seeing a pot of greedy lotus seeds turn into ashes, Xue Zhen vomited blood and fell to the ground, Xue Guangyuan sighed slightly.

"dad!"

Xue Mingfang rushed up and helped Xue Zhen up.

Xue Zhen's whole body muscles gradually dwindled and turned into that thin old man with a dying year.

"Cough cough..." Xue Zhen's face was like gold paper, he wiped the bloodshot from the corners of his mouth, and cupped hands to Lin Chou, "Today, it was my Xue family who lost. It's a matter of success or failure. It's a conclusion, Xiaoyou Lin, please! "

Xue Mingfang gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me your conditions, I won't have a word in the Xue family."

Lin Chou looked around for a week and said faintly, "I want it!"

Everyone followed Lin Chou's gaze. Nine golden vertical plaques were hanging neatly on the counter of the shopkeeper in the main hall of the Jiuzhan Palace. It was the nine superb dishes that were written on them.

There are a lot of incense offerings below.

What Lin Chou wanted was the piece of "Lutai Fengxin".

"Fang'er, go get Lin Xiaoyou's plaque!" Xue Zhen said to Xue Mingfang without hesitation.

These plaques are the golden signatures of every restaurant, and some plaques can even be passed down for dozens of generations.

With a plaque, it means that the dish is well-known, and it is a dish that has a heritage and a strong foundation.

"This... gone?" Shan Ye grinned, seeing Lin Chou taking the plaque and turning away.

How many people have the same thoughts in their hearts.

"Damn, take a plaque and leave?"

"Is this kid stupid? The Xue family has dominated Mingguang for more than a hundred years, and I don't know how many gold mountains and silver seas have been saved..."

"At least, you have to make Xue Zhen pay the debt?"

"Fuck your mother shit, this kid's grandfather and father weren't killed by Master Xue."

"That has nothing to do with him!"

With the support of his son, Xue Zhen met with the five judges one by one, and suddenly looked at Lin Chou's leaving figure, "Lutai returned to the original owner with his heart and things, and the name of Jiuzhan Palace is no longer worthy of the truth. Man, I picked the plaque from Jiuzhan Palace!!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and Xue Mingfang screamed, "Father! Father!"

With the plaque, is the Jiuzhan Palace still the Jiuzhan Palace?

Xue Guangyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes looked at Xue Zhen a little softer and affirmative, "Come on, pick!!"

...

Those who are left have wine and food, and are waiting for them to eat and drink.

Those who left seem to have returned with a rewarding experience.

Gao Xuan said, "Shanzi, this brother Lin, really isn't the posthumous child of a big family living outside? It's also the style of a national scholar!"

"Take care of my birds?" Huang Dashan shrugged, his distress was about to explode, "This idiot, at any rate, costs tens of millions of mental losses, ah, ah, mad daddy!"

The potted plant was filled with indignation. He kept playing with a huge jade ball in his hand. The carving technique on it was vivid and vivid. The huge backpack on his back that never left his body lifted a corner, revealing a giant jade claw of the same material.

"That's right, if there are advantages, don't you take the bastard!"

Seeing sweat on his forehead, Gao Xuan looked back at the gate of the Jiu Shan Palace in the distance. The two jade lions were still majestic, but there was always a sense of inexplicable incongruity.

...

Black text "Salt-baked chicken will win: failure! Punishment: all poultry creatures are forced to hostile effects."

On the retina, Ghost Qi showed a line of black letters, below which,

The scarlet letter "Complete the mission of the Battle of Rise, and obtain Tier 4 dishes: Ten Years of Hexi."

Glancing at the "fourth-order" dishes highlighted in the system drawing, Lin Chou was speechless again. Sure enough, it was really a black-hearted system style. You didn't discuss it.

Before he knew it, Lin Chou walked to the third gate.

The garrison guarding the city gate looked at him in surprise, and even a young soldier neatly gave him a standing salute.

"Hello sir!"

Lin Chou hurriedly responded, and then realized that he was not a soldier.

After Lin Chou passed, he said to his companion, "I really envy him, he must be a very powerful awakener? Is he going to spend the night in the wilderness?"

"You are stupid, Fang Kun, you look like a second-order evolutionary person in your twenties. He doesn't even have a chariot. It's just stupid and bold. With a black dog, he dared to sleep in the grave circle in the middle of the night, cut... .Young people now..."

The base city of Mingguang is often named the city of eternity by the world.

After the cataclysm, human beings have an uncontrollable belief in this giant city.

The bright light that stood on the shore of the black and sinking sea for two hundred years is not old, but it has the most difficult vicissitudes of life.

The wall that stretched for hundreds of miles was scarred and covered with scars one after another. The dark brown blood was like a curtain, dividing the lower part and the upper part of the wall into two completely isolated colors.

It was indeed the first time that Lin Chou stood looking up at it outside the three walls of Mingguang Base City, and a series of emotions such as desolation, majesty, and exclamation were surging in his heart.

"Woohoo!"

The Mingguang horn plays like an ancient giant beast beating a war drum, which can be heard from hundreds of miles away.

Mingguang is 22 meters high, standing on the city wall, pointing angrily at the sky, and its body is taken from the fifth-order high-level single-horned mountain rhinoceros.

Mountain rhinoceros really means that it has the size and strength of a mountain.

In the battle of the mountain rhinoceros, Mingguang almost emptied the ammunition inventory, and was finally killed by Qin Zhichen, a Tier 5 powerhouse in the base city.

Qin Zhixian was seriously injured and died. Three days later, he passed away. The whole Mingguang was dressed in filthy filial piety for him, and he was glorious.

The last blow of the mountain rhinoceros left a fifteen-meter-deep pit on the city wall. Below that, a statue of Qin Zhixian was now erected.

Flowers, fruits, banners, couplets, ordinary people and evolutionary worshippers are in an endless stream.

People are creatures who know gratitude.

Lin Chou sighed. After the Mingguang horn blew, the city gate slowly fell, separating him from the entire Mingguang.

Sorrowful for the spring and sad for the autumn, it's over with emotion.

Lin Chou scratched his head, "Wait, I seem to have forgotten something..."

A group of ubiquitous green jumped out again, "Dangdangdangdang! The boss, the night is coming, do you want me to take you home? The latest model of the Mingguang Research Institute Yuanjing engine motorcycle, 8000 horsepower, low-key equipment The extravagant second-order shock absorption system made of the muscles and bones of alien animals, and the front and rear tires are protected by large cone blades. It is really a must-have for home travel and wilderness..."

"How much?"

A touching blush flashed across Zuo Chen's face, "Sorrow~Brother~Brother~! How vulgar is to raise money?...If you feel uncomfortable, please give me a pitcher plant fence. People can barely accept it. Down!"

"MDZZ, daddy go back by himself!"

"Oh, sorrow~Brother~Brother~! Look at the long nights of lone men and widows in the wilderness...If something really happens, people might not mind it!"

"Heh~he~, I mind!"

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