Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chouxu talked a lot about her mother-in-law: this and that in the crystal world, the rising resistance of the duck tribe, the "rich" products in the salt water river, and so on.

——After all, I and myself are talking to myself at the same time. Sometimes it's boring to talk too much.

As a qualified listener, Leng Han drank a bit sour but sweet barley wine with the bad duck letter and bad duck paw that Lin Chou brought up, and his face turned red when he drank it.

Leng Han suddenly said,

"Sounds... pretty good..."

Lin Sorrow's complaints came to an abrupt end,

"What... pretty good??"

Leng Han said in a daze,

"If ordinary people in Xiacheng District choose, I am afraid they will be happy to live here..."

Lin Sorrow said helplessly,

"The premise is that if there is no evolutionary here..."

Leng Han gave a hum, a little lost.

"There are no alien beasts, no living corpses, no demonized plants, no...evolutionaries, only...ordinary people!"

"Then come."

"Huh? What did you say..."

Lin Sorrow said,

"Then let them come here as they please. This space is huge, don't you have a way to get in? When do we get out?"

Leng Han was surprised,

"How do you know you can get out..."

Lin Chou shrugged.

Leng Han's face turned redder, and he muttered a little bit resentfully.

"I haven't finished a meal yet, why are you in such a hurry..."

"What are you talking about?"

"Ah? Oh! Nothing!"

As a result, Leng Han was a little bit resentful and puzzled by Lin Chou, insisting on going to sue the Duck Tribe.

"Really going?"

"It's a must. It has been with me for ten years."

"you sure??"

"..."

Leng Han, one hundred people who know that Lin has a suspicious hatred system on him, emmmm, will he hurt himself?

Being chased by thousands of quacking ducks is not life-threatening, but it can't stand shame!

Lin Chou happily introduced,

"I saw that river bend. I call it the Duck River. After this ear-shaped river bend, it is the place for ducks."

Leng Han curiously said,

"Oh ~ a duck from another world~"

"Is it the same as Mingguang's duck?"

Lin Chou thought for a while,

"Silly!"

As he was talking, the white tide spread over the sky.

"Quack, quack, quack!"

"quack..."

Leng Han shuddered,

"This this..."

(Would you like to stay away from him, it feels like being buried alive by ducks!)

Lin Chou looked at the tens of thousands of ducks in front of him with no expression on his face.

"Ah!" Lin Chou looked arrogant, "If you have a book to start, you don't have a book to retreat!"

Leng Han: "???"

Classmate A Leng has already begun to wonder if Lin Chou has been alone in this ghost place for ten years and his brain is broken.

As a result, a dozen ducks were "squeezed" out of a large group of ducks in Wuyang and Wuyang. There were little ducks that were a year old, and old ducks whose hair was about to be bald. In front of Chou and Leng Han, a group of honest people did not scream and did not move, and the remaining ducks retreated like a tide.

"Really, really retreated?!"

Lin Chou shrugged,

"Let me just say, these ducks are stupid."

Lin Chou kicked a dozen ducks into the air.

"Go ahead, I'm leaving, don't want you to pay tribute."

Duck: "Quack..."

Leng Han's mouth was open from start to finish, Lin Chou's things were almost packed, she was still whispering there.

"Stupid? Is this really stupid?"

...

At the same time, Mingguang.

Huang Dashan lazily leaned against a huge sea blue stone wall brick, and while holding the back of his head in his hands, he twisted his body to the height of his legs, forming a very enchanting and peculiar posture.

Shan Ye looked at the fire in front of him and said,

"Ε=(′ο｀*))) Alas, I heard that there is a time difference between over there and here. You said that Lin Zi and the lady boss will lead a dozen Xiao Lin out of it."

Bai Qiongshou held an alloy stick with the thickness of a baby's arm in his hand and fiddled with the fire comfortably. Every time he glanced at the smile on Huang Dashan's face, he was a little bit more smiling.

Unity is strength. While waiting for the meal, a few diligent guys have helped him finish the work for the next ten days.

Lord Bai Shiba was all smiles,

"Well, the posture of Lord Shan has a history, what is the name, concubine lying down, right?"

"When you have that time, you might as well think about yourself, tusk, after all this, the Queen of the Night will not stay in Mingguang for a long time, right."

The purpose of the Queen of the Night is to take a certain prince who ran away from home to sweep the couch, and the matter of getting some cats and dogs with Mingguang is incidental. After Mingguang is tossed by Liu Renjun for 13 tricks, Queen of the Night is likely to avoid suspicion and return. Luan Mountain.

"I'll go to Nima, let alone Lao Tzu," Huang Dashan sniffed, "I seem to smell a stale smell, it's cooked, you shit!"

Bai Qiongshou lifted the pot and took a look.

"Heh~"

The pot cooked in the pot is part of the edamame that Bai Shibaye has just rescued from the farming and pastoral area of ​​Xiacheng District. The pods are full of green, and it is when they are fresh and sweet. Not to mention the old soup used to cook the edamame is Shan Ye Congyan. The red bittern stolen from back to the mountain.

Lin Chou would mostly use this kind of strong red gravy to marinate some meat, such as chicken, duck, fish, etc. However, Bai Qiongshou and Huang Dashan used a pot of expensive stewed soup to boil peanuts and edamame. Little potatoes that haven't grown.

Smelling the scent of the stewed soup from a distance, the garrison officer on duty nearby led a few younger brothers toward him with coveting expressions.

"Oh brother, what's this delicious?"

Shan Ye squinted these people fiercely,

"Dog? I came here after looking for a taste? Who are you! Why are you familiar with it?"

The leading garrison officer Meng Jia smiled and removed a lamb belly sac from his waist, and said sternly,

"In five years, Chen Qingquanshan, there are still more than three catties~"

Huang Dashan's face instantly became more than 700 times serious.

"The strong man, please take a seat!"

Bai Qiong cut his head and asked again.

"Is there anything to find over there?"

Meng Jia shook his head with a few officers.

"There are no alien beasts, no living corpses, um...no Mozhi will come here again, anyway, it's quiet."

Shan Ye curled his lips,

"What does Elder Ye mean, let us wait here?"

Meng Jia coughed.

"I can't stop it. I just learned today that the high-level activated demon plant is so difficult to deal with, my God, this combat power feels ten times more fierce than a different beast of the same level."

"Is it messed up inside?"

"Isn't it? The magic plant, which is only 500 meters away, rushed in with six kinds of seven trees. I guess this will be demolished in Xiacheng District."

"My buddy, you don't seem to count the fur balls, right?"

"What is a fur ball..."

"Linzi's little pet, oh, we Mingguang people usually call the hairball **** tribulus, why don't you know?"

Meng Jia took a breath,

"Blood, **** tribulus??"

Huang Dashan has an expression that you are too lonely and ignorant,

"White rabbit, do you think that the tree that Liu Renjun has tinkered with is so good? How does it feel like a treasure of the world with online licensing? He owes a cliff-jumping boy a bite to cleanse the essence and get through Ren Duer. The pulse has become a great hero."

Bai Qiongshou and Meng Jia were speechless.

It’s so lively. Just as the uncle Warlock and Big Snowman just caught Liu Renjun with a ball on their front feet, the front and back feet clamped seven clips and eighty a bunch of high-level magic plants that the evolutionists had never seen before, and they killed Mingguang, with their own long legs. Someone ran over, some rolled over into a ball, some came from under the ground, some came by the wind...

In short, it is to paste layer after layer inside and outside the big tree, and no one should try to remove anyone from it-the frame is not hit, which is strangely harmonious.

But that's useless, as long as the body shape that comes is beyond the conventional standard, the area of ​​damage caused by just turning over and rolling is counted in square kilometers, and Liu Renjun is a small mess when compared with them.

Huang Dashan sighed Liu's sudden and eternal death in a very sad voice, and then glanced at the semi-finished four walls and three walls with four or five large gaps.

"Emmm, is this the legendary wall being pushed by everyone? That buddy went too hastily..."

Bai Qiongshou stirred the contents of the pot and said,

"It's done!"

Meng Jia immediately drew out a few small wine glasses and poured and divided the wine among several people.

"Oh, I'm afraid the wall is about to rest during this period of time, hey, a lot of big guys have passed, right?"

Huang Dashan said as he peeled the edamame,

"Boss? What's the use of going... To get the essence of Tier 5 and Tier 6 Demon Plants, the whole Mingguang was torn down... If this is really going to happen, ordinary people with Mingguang will follow. Unlucky."

Most of the magic plants have obvious weaknesses and almost no IQ at all. They are much easier to deal with than the higher-order alien beasts for the evolutionary. But after such an old and thick-skinned high-level magic plants rushed into the Mingguang, Ming Guangren had to pinch his nose to recognize it-I hope these bulldozers **** enough of the tree of life and get rid of it.

"Huh?" Huang Dashan frowned, "What's wrong with the smell of edamame? Did you get the wrong seasoning package for the white one?"

Bai Qiong said,

"Impossible! Eight hundred circulates one packet of ingredients. The two packets of ingredients that Big Breast Sister and Su Yourong personally took out of the cabinet were made by Lin Chou personally adjusted the proportions and put them in reserve..."

Huang Dashan cursed,

"So how do you cook this smell?"

Mengjia coughed,

"Then, Lord Bai, Lord Shan, I seem to have heard that to cook edamame and peanuts, the edamame and peanuts are cooked first and then the soup is cooled separately, and then soaked back for at least a few hours before taking it out. .."

"Hey? Is there another saying?"

"Then why not? When have you eaten hot peanuts and edamame?"

"You don't seem to have said so... I will eat the whole potato first..."

"Fuck, don't grab it..."

"Nonsense, it's silly X who won't grab it, and the potatoes will come back to life when they cool down!"

"Grass, are you hanging up? The agile type is amazing... Since ancient times, it has been hanging on the wall early..."

"I won't die if you die. A guy who has lost his kidneys has the qualifications to say that I die first!"

Meng Jia opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded, and looked at the two "long-lasting" big names "ruiguaner" without a word.

It feels like something has been broken in my heart, for a long time,

"Oh... it's really not as well known as meeting... Mengmou still eat a potato first to be shocked..."

Mengjia’s chopsticks stirred in the pot,

"Fuck... where are the potatoes..."

Meng Jia's eyes were sorrowful and sad and angry.

Huang Dashan glared back at Meng Jia, wary,

"What are you looking at! Jiu Laozi has finished drinking! It's your own problem that you didn't eat potatoes!"

"Want to fight?"

"Come on and be happy~"

Meng Jia: "..."

Prince Huang Da Pi for a while,

"I said, Lao Bai, what are you doing with your face twisted there? When I see you today, your expression is a bit wrong, and there is a bad smell on your face when you smile."

Bai Qiongshou's hand shook suddenly, as if he was about to have a stroke.

"..."

Huang Dashan saw a play,

"You have been entrusted with a tax increase? No, you are so daredoing, who dare to increase tax for you? Hey, you are too late!"

"Bai Nao and naughty again? I told you, you won't coax your children, um, neither will your younger siblings. Sometimes I really suspect that you two are raising eighteen babies..."

"No? The fourth child is finally yellow? No? Emmmm...it's not the old nine who beat out the matchmaker who happened to be the matchmaker again, right!"

"Digging grass, isn't it? What's bothering me? Tell me to make your Grandpa Dashan happy!"

Bai Qiong's gaze was faint, and then instantly became fierce.

"There are still more than six months, you have to give Lao Tzu the money to prepare enough!"

"ヽ(゜Q.)ノ?" Huang Dashan's expression was quite savage, "What do you mean?"

Bai Qiongshou smiled bitterly there.

Suddenly, Huang Dashan's expression suddenly solidified, and he asked in a trembling tone of disbelief.

"Old, old nineteen...Is it finally here..."

White Qiongshou: "ε=(′ο｀*))) Alas!"

Meng Jia admired his fist,

"The Eighteen Lords are mighty! The Eighteen Lords will be immortal!"

Shan Ye roared,

"He will be immortal? The girl will be immortal! What is the material of the girl? Can't I spread a few kilograms? You are not named Wang next door! Your younger brothers and sisters are also immortal! Properly!"

Seeing that Bai Qiong's expression was wrong, Meng Jia laughed.

"The pennants and gift packages of the Mingguang Development Committee are already on their way. Why is the Eighteenth Lord sad?"

Bai Qiongshou: "..."

Shan Ye understands and pats the white dome head,

"Don't worry, turn around and talk about it. Brother, some red envelopes will be bigger for you!"

Bai Qiongshou smiled bitterly, did not refuse,

"Thanks, Da Shan."

When Meng Jia heard this, it was wrong.

"What do you mean, the Eighteenth Master receives the subsidies and bonuses from the Faculty Committee every month, there are 40,000 to 50,000 circulation points, right?

Bai Qiongshou feels bitter!

How many do you know about this...

Easier said than done!

When you have more than 20 mouths of all ages to feed, you have to entrust that little money...hehe...and you can be happy for a few days...

Especially recently, the youngest third and youngest eleven of Baiqiong's first family have signs of awakening. The number of tonics chewed off every month is astronomical, not to mention that the old ten and the twelfth and the old thirteen have learned to make-up, and , The youngest old eighteen milk powder drank again, Bai Qiongshou wondered how to milk two buffaloes, how could the dead girl eat so much?

"Oh... if you talk too much, it's tears..."