Doomsday Pavilion

Of course, Lin Chou could only talk about this kind of thing in his heart, not to mention that the system did not agree, even he himself was reluctant to move it.

The big-breasted sister has the time to collect the dishes, and the miraculous queen of the night brought in the limping Huang Dashan.

(Don’t ask us why the Lord Shan is limping. Please make up for the plot yourself. The more colorful the better, but don’t say it.)

The Queen of the Night said with a smile,

"Warm a pot of wine, two bunches of big waist!"

Lin Chou staggered abruptly, and Huang Dashan's face was completely black.

No, did this handsome Yanhuishan have any curse? Anyone who stays here for a long time will automatically change his skin, right?

Lin Chou didn't say anything, he really used the big waist of the waste chailu to give the mountain master a waist.

Huang Dashan was moved. Before he could speak, Lin Chou said sympathetically.

"Brother Niu, take care."

Huang Dashan: "???"

What Niu brother! Laozi's surname is Huang!

Huang Dashan said sadly,

"Hold some food, you have to enter the city in a while!"

Lin Chou was surprised,

"Isn't this just coming back, still going?"

Huang Dashan said cursingly,

"Niang Xipi, the guys in my guard army are watching the brothers of my family Luanluan. According to me, they should come from Luanshan with a total of eight thousand female hooligans, and ask them if they are afraid of tracheitis?"

The croissant who had just woken up let out a sweet cry and threw himself into the arms of the Queen of Night.

"Aniang!"

The Queen of Night rubbed her croissant hair into a mess,

"Aniang still has something to do. Are you and Uncle Lin Chou here, OK?"

The croissant made a crisp hmm,

"Uncle Lin Chou is kind to me, I made my favorite dish yesterday!"

Lin Chou: "???"

How come I am an uncle...I'm only twenty years old...I can go to kindergarten if I round it up...

The Queen of the Night smiled and glanced at Lin Sorrow.

"I don't see that you can take care of children."

Lin Chou was speechless.

Queen Ye showed up and ate something in a hurry and dragged Huang Dashan to rest. Everyone could see that she was tired, and the communication with Mingguang should not be as smooth as expected.

Several grouped evolutionists commented,

"You said Mingguang and Luanshan are really united?"

Ma Chuanhe snorted.

"Listen to what you mean, the union is not serious, then you look at the marriage~"

"Hahaha, that feeling is so wow, if you can try the taste of Luanshan's girl, hey, this life won't be in vain~"

"Cut, with small arms and legs. Didn't you see what size and strength the Luanshan ladies are? I'll screw them into you every minute!"

Everyone: "..."

The building soon became crooked and couldn't be seen.

Ma Chuanhe scratched his head viciously.

"I think this is an opportunity. Maybe our low-level crippled people can get to the next level."

Mingguang and Luanshan’s power systems are not the same. This is something that an individual knows, and it seems that Luanshan can have extraordinary strength without becoming an evolver at all. Ma Chuanhe’s expectations are not groundless.

Lin Chou was thinking that Ma Chuanhe was probably right.

Before, the Queen of the Night and several Mingguang bosses agreed that Mingguang and Luanshan would jointly guard the newly-emerged misty area in Tiankeng. Maybe Mingguang could really figure out the fourth type besides mutation, awakening, and warrior. The power system comes out.

(Huh...wait...If Luanshanren arrives at the Tiankeng...I knock...this handsome is going to make a fortune...)

Lin Chou hadn't realized this problem before, now think about it, how close is the sinkhole.

Wherever the Luanshan people in the tiankeng need the strenuous haze teleportation, just run over—they shouldn’t be the same as the black army stationed in the black sea, it feels like being chained. The chained dog, pitifully longing to see through but can't even return home.

So how much does Lin XX earn less?

Ma Chuanhe said,

"Hey, we won't be able to come tomorrow, repairing the four walls dislikes our group of deflated third-class ranks is too low, I want to rely on this tax deduction, I am going to go shopping in the south these two days, I heard that many come back from the south They are all rich."

Ma Chuanhe can also be regarded as the salt-baked chicken that has been making up for nearly four months in Lin Chou. There is no sign of increasing strength at all. Others are getting richer as they eat. Just like Wu Ke, he is getting poorer and poorer. ...

Wu Ke glanced at Lin Sorrow, the expression on his face was indescribably weird.

Lin Chou swallowed his saliva,

"Then you know someone who came back from the south and grabbed a car of living corpses..."

Ma Chuanhe interrupted excitedly,

"Fuck, that must have made a fortune!!"

Lin Chou felt that there must be a problem with his way of expression, and put on a deep expression.

"I don't know whether he got rich or not, but then he grew up with six sons and he became overbearing."

Ma Chuanhe: "???"

President Ma is stunned, is there any inevitable connection between the two...

Lin Chou patted Ma Chuanhe on the shoulder,

"Then what, I suggest that you go to the Shan Ye team named Li Heigou to absorb business experience, anyway, first have a psychological construction."

Who dares to guarantee that he rebelled against the party and tinkered with such a living corpse. It would be trouble if it met this kind of thing. Li Heigou was lucky not only to survive but also to increase his strength by several levels, but it does not mean that others can have his luck.

Ma Chuanhe was full of enthusiasm and was abruptly depressed by Lin Chou. Now his head is full of Naiko, especially three groups of six in a different way!

Wu Keyu has a long heart,

"Mr. Ma, really, go meet Brother Black Dog, don't worry about it."

Ma Chuanhe was speechless, but why did you hurry up in your tone, wishing that some of the six naokos would be contagious?

Lin Chou said,

"Anyway, my suggestion is that it's best not to make do with the living corpse recently. The rebellious party has just been brushed by a wave of light, and I can't figure out what bad it is."

Lin Chou didn't think that Mingguang could completely get rid of the rebellion. Perhaps Mingguang's senior management hadn't thought about it that way. At most, it was harvesting the manipulative corpse and blood corpse lair to avoid future troubles.

Ma Chuanhe looked sad,

"The strength of a few in our team is already low. There is no way in the wilderness. I have been thinking about going to the south to try my luck for a long time. This is just a decision. Boss Lin, you..."

Lin Chou thought for a while,

"Why don't you look at it like this? I've found black truffles in the forest at the end of the mountain stream at the back of the mountain, but it is very toxic. I heard that there are non-toxic truffles on the edge of the Zu mountain. You can find ways to pay attention when hunting. Now, if I can find it, I will buy it at a premium."

Ma Chuanhe was not happy,

"Thank you for your kindness, boss Lin. I know that truffles are very expensive, but we are really not that piece of material. That thing requires too much technology, it can’t be done, but I’ve heard that Bafang Building has a team of evolution. And some kind of pig to search for truffles."