Doomsday Pavilion
/ Doomsday Pavilion Chapter 927
Of course, Prince Huang, who is in Yanhui Mountain, must have not seen the Queen's chances that the white dragon fish suit will come to catch the **** schedule in the near future-if you know it, you should immediately hug the big waist of Jiji and retreat first, not at all. There is that leisure time here in sync with Niu Lanshan (blow + eat) Niubi.
And what made the prince feel aggrieved is that this pot has also been wronged and recognized, the mother has eaten for a long time, but there is no meaning to beep at all!
emmm...
Could it be that my eating posture is wrong, so a mysterious power that is "big" joy can't have an effect on your Shan Ye?
When Niu Lanshan next to him was tasting the food, his chewing suddenly stopped.
"Eh? Your kid is a lighter, so does the size of the sun fire have an automatic adjustment?!"
The old man Niu is now Spartan, and he doubts life.
Huang's Yang Huo was obviously dying just now, and that little flame was weaker than a candle. How could this become a raging flame in a blink of an eye?
Huang Dashan curled his lips and said,
"Whatever you say, no one here can see any horrible sun fire anyway-by the way, no one here believes in yours, no matter what age."
Niu Lanshan was really choking, and the old man almost didn't catch his breath.
I only squeezed out this sentence for a long time,
"you you you..."
"It's so rotten wood that can't be carved..."
Every punctuation mark is filled with the paleness and weakness of talents and soldiers.
Lin Chou and Xue Tuanzi both chose to take these two voices of tuberculosis as the wind in their ears, and focused on dealing with the dishes on the plate.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Hmm~"
One after another can't stop at all.
Crinkle leaf mustard itself has a light wasabi, smells refreshing and tender. The many burrs on its leaf surface are beaten by the snowman brand "Autumn Frost", all softened into a velvet-like feeling, very vain, but it is adsorbed and carried. The juice is unusually large.
Each chopsticks seemed to pick up the green from a plate of soup, and the green color also seemed to roam a few times like frozen, but in fact, there was no drip of overflowing soup at all.
The vegetable leaves are soft and tender, with a few mustard stems crisp, and taste like hemp leaves, slightly bitter and sweet.
The smallest fluff seems to not touch the mouth, but directly scrape the excess fat from the body-indescribably refreshing, so that people will have the illusion that the more they eat, the more hungry they are.
This rare taste may make people temporarily forget the several spicy and sour flavors in the dishes, and instead immerse themselves in the peculiarities of savoy mustard.
Lin Chou took a breath, the heat in his chest was soggy.
"Sizzle, spicy enough~"
Xue Danzi: "Boom! Boom!"
It's really sinful, everyone eats the same food, but when the snow dumplings are in their mouths, there will be this crisp sound like chewing ice cubes.
Huang Dashan stopped his mouth to pull the rice grains in the bowl several times--should he be looking for sand?
Snow dumplings yingyingying said,
"Extraordinary dish. This is the best meal I have eaten in the past sixty years. It's warm."
Several people:"......"
I can't empathize at all.
Is there any strange misunderstanding about the words such as "warm", "hot", and "warm" by the snow dumpling boss...
The snow dumplings were happily eaten. They kept picking up vegetables and moved quickly.
Once the vegetable leaves on the plate are picked up, they are immediately coated with a layer of crystal ballast, while the plate remains unchanged.
Shan Ye said,
"I knock, what is the principle, after watching it for a long time, I still find it amazing."
Holding a rice bowl with a chopsticks dish on top of the rice, Wu Ke hid in the corner and did not move. He pushed his glasses.
"I have a bold guess..."
"To shut up!"
"Oh..."
Finally, the green vegetables on the chopsticks of the snow dumplings slipped and fell back to the plate.
"Ding Dong!"
A plate of dishes and a few centimeters of steam above it were all sealed in ice, completely turning into a small mountain peak.
Niu Lanshan was stunned, and Huang Dashan was stunned.
mmp!
mmp...
Research belongs to research and curiosity belongs to curiosity. Why can't you directly turn the research materials into your own!
Anyway, leave us a bite--
Huang Dashan took his chopsticks and knocked on the small green iceberg on the plate.
"Bang, Ding~"
The iceberg was as stable as a dog, but the chopsticks were frozen by the extremely low temperature and shattered into several pieces with the knock.
Xue Danzi said shyly,
"Well, do you still eat?"
This also eats wool.
Niu Lanshan threw down his chopsticks, helpless,
"Please, please."
The snow dumpling shyly condensed a thin icicle and stuck it on the small iceberg, and lifted it up as soon as it was mentioned—just like holding a weird-shaped lollipop or candied haws in his hand!
Everyone: "..."
"Boom boom boom."
"Crack, click."
"Sucking."
Xue Danzi is even more shy, and it is almost unsatisfactory to speak.
"It all depends on what I am doing..."
"Let you lick it?"
Reluctant tone.
The cute snowman is holding a small green iceberg, and the shape of the small iceberg looks like an inverted crown.
Well, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
Huang Dashan shuddered,
"Keep that stuff away..."
Xue Danzi immediately held the "crown" in his arms and gnawed at it without a bite.
It's strange to say that no matter how big the gap is, that layer of ice will be filled immediately.
Lin Sorrow,
"...Can it still smell?"
Snow dumplings,
"Yes, yes, authentic, really."
What an authentic taste!
emmmm, I start to feel that this snowman is a baby.
Then make an ice cream and freeze it, name it [perpetual motion machine], and then sell the ice~
Lin Chou was speechless.
Poor child, it seems that there is a chance to cook more delicious food for him, anyway, old man Gao pays the bill-what has been tossed about.
Alas, the hot pot...
Lin Chou turned around and ran to sit under the home tree. After a while, Huang Dashan also came out.
Master Shan said with a painful expression on his teeth,
"Knock, this is really a science fiction classification, I feel that you, Shan Ye, who is cultivating immortals, I am not surprised at all."
Lin Chou rubbed his face,
"Well, isn't there a snowman in the house that has become a spirit, making a fuss."
"You said that our evolutionary can be regarded as human in the end?"
Huang Dashan suddenly invented a thought-provoking and particularly philosophical question.
"What kind of mutant beast turned into a machine, turned into a magic plant, turned into a spirit body, turned into a snowman--"
"Isn't there any weird thing? As the level increases, it is no longer difficult to maintain certain bloodline abilities in a specific state."
"For example, Uncle Warlock, he has been in a spiritual state forever for hundreds of years..."
His face grew serious,
"It always feels like this development is no different from the extinction of the race."
Don't tell me, once a guy with a personality like Huang becomes philosophical, he really has a lot of depth.
Lin Shou's heart: mmp, who will answer you this kind of **** question? Hey! Do you think this handsome looks like that kind of philosophical person?
Huang Dashan stood up suddenly, his bald head dazzling.
Just when Lin Chou thought he was going to make some extraordinary remarks, Shan Ye patted his **** and twisted his body. The expression on his face quickly changed to the familiar and extremely rippling.
"Hey, what brought us Uncle Wen and Zhao Erye? Come on~ I want you to die~!"
Yes, yes, that's the kind of glorious female image that is bound to appear in all historical film and television dramas, leaning on the door frame and waving a handkerchief to solicit customers along the street.
If it hadn't been for the shining bald head especially scorching eyes, Lin Chou could make up a whole section of avi, hiss, and his eyes.
Halfway up the mountain, Zhao Er and Wen Zhongjiu's steps were suddenly messed up.
Wen Zhongjiu has a huge wine jar in his hand.
Huang Dashan laughed,
"Uncle Wen is polite~"
Reached out to take over the wine jar,
"Yo, it's still full, okay, okay!"
In other words, I didn't dare to drink, for fear that Red Eye No. 2 would jump out and make trouble.
Zhao Er's face was fierce and grinning.
"I don't have time to wrestle with you, I'm so angry, Linzi made a few jars of colorful snake wine, and some more dishes to go with. Bring me the big pig's hoof last time and pick me up a plate. Don't cut it!"
Lin Chou shrugged and went to prepare food.
Warm as jade and warm wine...
Well, Wen Zhongjiu's face isn't as soft as jade this time, it's so gloomy and terrifying.
Everyone is inexplicable, and Wen Zhongjiu will not talk about it for the time being. The expression of Zhao Erye, who usually looks like a Huang Dashan trumpet in Lippi, has never been seen before.
The two sat down in the pavilion, and Huang Dashan and a bunch of evolutionists immediately stepped forward to pay close attention to the big brothers—the dogs said they had smelled the sweet and lingering smell of “gossip”.
"What's the matter?"
"Zhao Erye, don't patronize and get sulking, just tell the big guy to drive...cough, help you advise!"
"Yep!"
Zhao Er's gaze was slanted, with the hostility of old Zhao, and the few who were talking shrank their necks in fear.
Zhao Er took out a cigarette case whose packaging had faded away, and controlled it. It was empty.
"unlucky..."
Everyone knows antique cigarettes before the cataclysm.
The price is quite affordable for most evolvers, but too little is hard to buy.
Individuals who are addicted to cigarettes just buy some cigarettes produced after the cataclysm era, and have a lot of choice.
Gazed at each other with big eyes and small eyes—this is what the onlookers let us be, and it's a failure.
Zhao Er threw away the cigarette case and scolded him.
"His mother's bad luck, I've been bad luck all day!"
"I came across a few **** from the coastline, Niang Xipi, I really can't understand their arrogant and domineering demeanor."
"If it wasn't for the sea..."
Wen Zhongjiu interrupted suddenly,
"Okay you, just say a few words."
Zhao Er hummed and realized that this topic was not easy to talk about in public.
But the big guys are clever people, and you can hear them clearly.
"Grass, where are those gangs of dogs? Let's go happily, brothers!"
"Zhengshou hasn't had any business these days, and his bones are itchy~"
"Oh, feelings, let's come to the 'big guy' again for 'inspection', hey, knock on your mother, walk around, go back to the base city, and **** them!"
"Really taking yourself as a big clove of garlic?"
Zhao Eryi waved his hand,
"Grass, don't move, don't cause trouble to Lao Tzu!"
Ran goose,
"laugh..."
I don't know who couldn't hold back a laugh, and then couldn't help it.
"Oh my Zhao Erye, I'll make trouble for you..."
"Who was there the year before last, and cut off the birth of a good seedling from the Song family at the fifth rank."
"You are the most reckless one~"
"Hey, you can't say that, if it wasn't for that guy to explode first, we Zhao Erye would have common knowledge with him?"
"Last year... Hey... I didn't see the last year? I heard that the last name is Song?"
"Well, two years ago, two young people in their twenties came over."
"Tsk tusk, I remember them, none of them was the worst. The ship was bombarded with a birdwing ballista before the ship docked."
"It's okay if you don't say anything. If you think about it this way, you should feel that it is the coastal defense line that is wronged..."
"Oh!"
The smile on Zhao Er's face flashed by.
"Mom, there is no one who can fight. If it wasn't for Wen who stopped me, I would beat all the **** out on the spot!"
Everyone complimented,
"Look at Master Wen who is very handsome."
"That's right, after all, it's the gate of our own house. Pay attention to the impact. Otherwise, people who come back on the coastline will have a good meal, as if we did something to them."
"Landlord's friendship, that's it."
No one asked what was the cause of the incident, as if the people who beat it were justified.
Zhao Erdao,
"Lao Tzu forced him to swear in public, to come again to Mingguang, Ding Ding is three centimeters shorter."
Wen Zhongjiu raised his head, not crying or laughing,
"You ah, you... know this if you have a big grievance..."
Zhao Eryi grinned.
"When the sky falls, there is an old man against me. What are you afraid of? Besides, I haven't seen him before, and I don't know him at all. When I see it, I don't have any status on the coastline. What waves can be set off."
"I don't feel relieved, the sun thief is too daunted, how can I do that?"
Wen Zhongjiu faintly,
"You kid has thirteen tricks, and you can't move away from the next three ways. If you have the ability, you can try it yourself a few times!"
Zhao Er hummed,
"It's just as if you didn't do anything, cut, I don't know you yet, I didn't get rid of the black hand when pulling the frame."
Wen Zhongjiu darkened his face: "Could it be that I have to help them?"
Zhao Erdao,
"Anyway, it's his mother's upset, eh, can't you say it's okay? Someday we will also form a group to go to the coastal defense line to stroll around, what are the prince Huang, Lin Xiaozi, Xiao Qingyu, cold girl, that surnamed Bu? Girl, sister Xing, ah, sister Xing Xing can't do... I've got all the people together to point out the words, and I won't be able to get rid of this bad breath if I don't get it back."
Wen Zhongjiu thought for a while,
"Leng Han must not be able to. There is no one on the coastline who does not know her. Others, I think it's reliable---Bah, you've got it all crooked. No one can go wherever you go, pay attention to the influence!"
Zhao Er sighed, extremely disdainful.
"Counsel."
"You are naive or not naive."
"Counsel."
"Zhao Er, let me tell you, if I make trouble again, I'll really ask the old man to sue you for being black."
"Counsel."
"Counsel."
"Counsel."
"Zhao Er, am I pretty, mmp, did you hear me, am I pretty!"
"Feng..."
For the first time in history, Wen Zhongjiu exploded in a public performance-the whole group of people plus a giant Huang Dashan combined and it took a long time to successfully separate him from Zhao Er.
Chapter end
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