Doomsday Pavilion

Although Leng Han didn't speak on the side, the expressions on his face were probably all written-you scumbags who judge people by their appearance.

Sister Xingxing has a bit of iron and blood, she is a bit awkward, and her voice is a bit more drums and gongs...

Other aspects are still good, probably?

In short, Leng Han is just like Jiufen contemptuously hold back his smile.

Huang Dashan and Bai Qiongshou put their hands together, and Zhao Erye, who danced his **** to compete with the gods, put them into the Liutingzi, which was the closest to the small hall, and sat down.

Well, the main reason is that he is afraid that the master will throw up in the house.

Lin Chou wiped the cold sweat from his head.

"Er Zhao, come for some hangover?"

"Well, I remember that for a while, I seemed to be making some sour plum soup. You Rong, is there anything like this?"

Su Yourong took out a large glass jar from the incubator and hugged it tightly.

"Boil it! But, no! Wet tiger, you forgot, sour plum soup, you have already made me ‘stained bayberry’!"

Children, they love to eat sweet and sour snacks.

Su Yourong has a special hobby, she likes to eat bayberry.

In the wilderness...Ah no...There are many bayberry trees on the back mountain. The bayberry trees bear different tastes, sour, astringent, bitter, and even poisonous.

Lin Chou picked out a part of it, dried it half-dried with sugar and salt, and then was soaked in sour plum soup by Su Yourong for storage.

The baby Su Yourong is very good, even Boss Lin himself hasn't eaten it a few times-the taste is surprisingly good, especially after being placed in the incubator for a period of time, the ice is cold and the taste is strange.

Zhao Er grinned with a big mouth,

"Hangover? Hangover! I didn't drink too much!"

"Fry two catties of beef hoofs for Lao Tzu first, add spicy and spicy!"

"Also... and Sanhe soup... Add two tablespoons of mountain pepper oil to Lao Tzu!"

"Furthermore, let's have another stir-fried chicken chopsticks with scallops, stir fry with the devil!"

Huang Dashan muttered,

"This is so special, can I still live after eating..."

Bai Qiongshou added,

"You know what a fart, according to such a few dishes, normal people will cry to the point of tears even if they eat the guarantee in their mouths, they are much stronger than mustard, Zhao Erye is smart..."

"Tsk tusk, I just realized that I am afraid of being ashamed. Is it too late?" Huang Dashan looked at Lin Chou, "If you say that eating like this really can't kill people, right?"

Lin Chou scratched his head,

"There is an old saying that goes well: spicy food is refreshing for a while, chrysanthemum crematorium."

"Um... I'm going to cook..."

Zhao Erye continued grinning,

"Here you are your second master...hiccup...I'll have another two hundred catties of lamb kidney stewed with leeks...grass...who...who is afraid of who...is there a goalkeeper? .. the light... the light turns off I... I still score goals!"

Huang Dashan hissed,

"Come on little ones, clean up all the corpses under the roof, and help the second master to go up. This Nima bought another one from Germany."

Everyone:? ? ?

After a while, Lin Chou's cough became a piece of choking in the kitchen.

Huang Dashan nibbled the Naxiang red bean berries outside, put a dozen or so pits in his pockets, and patted them.

Say,

"Linzi is too affordable, it's so spicy."

Su Yourong patted her chest lightly (don’t get me wrong, it’s the age of growth),

"Wet Tiger said, the customer is God, this is called professional ethics!"

Huang Dashan was dizzy for a while, muttered,

"Little monster... mother... how old is she..."

This was said in a very low voice, and the audience heard Bai Qiongshou.

Bai Qiongshou rolled his eyes,

"Be careful, Lin Chou heard that he was carrying the knife that cut the appendix for the fat man to perform a craniotomy for you."

Huang Dashan sucked hard,

"Hey, the three-year prisoner waved his hand, and walked on the road with a smile."

The capital of the White Sky is so speechless,

"Yes, you go ahead. Later, when the Queen comes back from the incident, I will ask her to be optimistic about the croissant."

Huang Dashan glared at him,

"Fuck, that's Laozi, and your filthy mind, with the surname Bai, can't help thinking about such...exciting things?"

Bai Qiongshou exploded at that time,

"Excitement? Nima... You call this excitement... Billowing... You are a scumbag and never want to see the old eighteen again! No one will work!!"

The noise between the two of them was a bit loud, and the cold middle-aged in a good mood looked over in confusion.

"What are you two talking about?"

Bai Qiong first said: "Huang Dashan...well...you are so capable, don't cover my mouth...Leng Lieutenant General Shanye...well..."

There are many tigers in Huang Dashan. A slap down and hits directly on the neck of Bai Qiongshou. Poor Bai Shiba’s fame and reputation is no match for the old fist of the quasi-fifth-order power evolutionary. He rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot. .

Huang Dashan said with a smile,

"It's okay, it's okay, the eighteenth is stimulated by the old nineteen who is still in his mother's stomach, and said that he can't afford to support it... when I hear it, where is it?

(Hehe, if the cold tyrannosaurus who is overwhelmed by the sense of justice knows what Lao Tzu is talking about, wouldn't he come on the spot for a personal computer separation of gender transformation surgery?)

(I'm sorry, my respectable Bai Shiba, you always be sincere about this pot.)

Lieutenant General Leng patted the table on the spot,

"He dare!"

"Mingguang's population is so tense, every child is Mingguang's future, he actually thought about falling...falling..."

Leng Han raised his eyebrows and his tone eased.

"However, eighteen are indeed a bit harder..."

"When Bai Qiongshou wakes up, tell him that I will help him apply for another subsidy from the occurrence committee. Um, the continuous kind, let him rest assured!"

"Ming Guang’s role model and iconic character, thanks to the fact that he can’t live so hard, it’s true..." Leng Han thought for a while, then said, "Let him rest assured that he will take the child and work harder with sister-in-law Bai. Brilliant...Huh..."

Leng Han suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, his face flushed immediately, especially red.

Huang Dashan was stunned.

"This thing can also make persistent efforts to achieve greater glory? See you! Lieutenant General Leng's thoughts are really unique... Ah help... Fuck..."

boom!

boom!

Cang Dang!

Wu Ke: "Oh, he's flying so high, so far~"

Huang Dashan looked down at the off-road vehicle whose engine had been smashed out more than 20 meters, lifted his **** and pulled himself out of the front of the vehicle.

Touching the shiny forehead, this guy even came out laughing.

"Now, luckily it's not Lao Tzu's car. When I turned around, I said that the second master hit the pig...in the cage when he was driving. Who made him really hit it."

"Human, you should always pay a price for your own honesty, right?"

"It is important to know that good medicine is good for disease with bitter mouth, and good faith is good for action~"

A golden streamer flickered from Yanhui Mountain, and gently stroked it on Huang Dashan's shoulder.

"Puff chuff~"

The ground mixed with rocks and compacted black soil at the foot of Huangda Mountain swallowed the mountain master as if it was cracked and leaked.

The streamer swayed, and the surrounding weeds, mud and stones were gathered on the wide hole drilled by the mountain master, and piled up into a small grave bag with exquisite shape and green grass.