Doomsday Pavilion

Life is so boring and unsatisfactory.

For example, Su Yourong clearly awakens into a living little Loli with beast ears and has a super soft and super fluffy white tail. He is known as the bloodline descendant of the wolf god and fallen elves who guard the abyss of evil fire in Paris. Various attributes bless dexterity and tenacity. And elegant, but this can't even make her cut potato shreds thinner than own fingers;

Mr. Wu, a young researcher in a scientific research institute, inherited the seed from a golden goblin miner. “Innately possessing a keen sense of smell for various minerals and creative ability at the artist level” will not make him get a promotion or a salary increase. Lin Chou thinks it is. 100% of the reason is that the bastards of the scientific research institute are as disappointed as they are that Wu Moumou has not become a green-skinned monster wielding a mining pick;

Chi, who is more than two meters tall and a half-body and half the size of the moon, captured a dangerous evil fire puppet alive as a physique template. The evil fire puppet, who claims to be only willing to attach to the strongest creatures, did not know whether he took the wrong medicine or because of something. There is no idea of ​​running away and letting Da Yue Hung sister burst into fireworks by the way. She always acts as a qualified skin style and comes with exquisite flame tattoos and long hair. The beauty is rather beautiful, but the role of this thing is. It is only limited to the hardening of the surface of the plate when the big breasted sister is brushing the plate...

"Heh~"

Lin Chou fiddled with the radiant physique seeds in the small storage box.

This group of spicy chickens, who only know Cengfan all day long, are just like the physique seeds of the north and south. They will be the icing on the cake by chance, and never expect them to send charcoal in the snow.

——On the third day when he wanted to escape but couldn't escape, Boss Lin was very uncomfortable.

The wandering demon and Huang Dashan smashed a place with the eyeballs of the civilians. The massive battle was put out by Dayue Hung sister's time to catch a dog...

The wandering demon thinks this is a great puzzle exercise to improve the gene of the dog group. After all, it is not possible to find Sigouzi, a pseudo-rank VI behemoth, anywhere. If it is not that the reproductive isolation is too evil, he even wants to help the dog group. Borrow an emissary from Lord Gungun.

But Dayue Hung sister insisted that when Si Gouzi’s waist fell into a weakened state, the hair quality would decline and become dry and hard, and even more serious consequences. The final result was that she had worked so hard for more than half a year to synthesize the Liushen costume. Failure and an example of a bad waist. The bald head of Prince Dashan is the best proof.

The Lord Shan, who had been rubbed on the ground by the wandering demon for several hours and innocently lay down his gun, turned his face right away—Daddy’s hair was shaved by you and Cold Tyrannosaurus. Until now, I still don’t forget to sprinkle a hand on Daddy’s wounds. Salt?

However, he had forgotten that he was facing an armed mad woman who was able to confront Leng Han, who was holding extremely dense metal weapons without consumption, with pure physical power.

As a result, nearly 600,000 civilians and 20,000 well-known evolutionists witnessed the wandering demon and Huang Dashan being swiped by the four-dogs in their hands, and the mountains and rivers were broken.

Terrible, terrible!

The two elders were beaten up to their shirts, and there were only a few strands of cloth left on their bodies, and they ran away clutching their bare buttocks in the Heavenly Dog fur.

Sister Da Yue Hung retired, and the tens of tons of self-weight "dog hammer" stared at Venus, and she was dragged back to the back mountain by her red tail without the ability to resist. She slid a wide trench on the ground and whimpered. Tears are streaming down.

Eyeballs popped everywhere!

"Mom, damn, it's a spare boss model, and it's really in the shape of boss Lin..."

"Good guys, I hope this family of three don't quarrel, otherwise Mingguang will have to tear them apart."

"Where is a family of three?"

"Boss Lin, Lieutenant General Leng, Da Yue Xiong, don't you know a family of three? You think I can't count?"

"..."

A group of evolutionaries who haven't come to Yanhuishan to see the world are stuck thinking:

Oh, it turns out that this armed mad woman, apart from her magical medical skills and all kinds of ill-intentioned remedies, her combat effectiveness is also so outrageous!

No wonder, no wonder the group of high-rank bosses with eyes on the back of their heads went up to Yan Huishan and nodded and bowed down to pretend to be the three grandsons. It is not the outrageous boss Lin and Lord Billowing who are on guard together?

There are countless Practitioners with in-situ dementia, and harassment is overwhelming.

Martial Sage, a woman who is so strong, so beautiful, so vigorous in posture, and so violent aesthetics, isn't this the perfect match every Practitioner family dreams of!

The sky has no eyes, why does she fall in love with a crude awakener?

Oh oh...

In the afternoon, the trembling Bao Er brought to Lin Chou a piece of news that made him furious:

"Old, boss, Lord Shan and Wandering Demon took the Jianfeng Hunting Team and the dog group and walked in the direction of Waiyin Mountain."

Cang Dang!

The pan in Lin Chou's hand hit the ground.

Me, my yellow sand worm, has been stolen?

The team that I wanted to run, was cut off?

The entire evolutionary on Yanhui Mountain shuddered at the same time, the chills were standing upright, the low-pressure cyclone continued to hold Yanhui Mountain, and the air seemed to be frozen.

"Then, the boss, I, I'll leave first..."

Lin Chou silently picked up the pan and turned it into an iron bump.

"Hey, are you swollen wet tiger~"

Su Yourong wore an anti-season furry cloak, which made her sharp ears and big tail seem less obtrusive.

Lin Chou sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"Good boy, you said, what should I do if someone grabs the master's business?"

"Oh?" Su Yourong conjured a pan out of nowhere, and waved it vigorously, "Knock him! Of course it's hit him hard!"

Lin Chou nodded in satisfaction,

"Well, that's right."

"By the way, how are your collections?"

Speaking of Su Yourong’s collection, which he had to dry and oil every day, the little things immediately became distressed.

"Huh, it's not okay, many expressions are repeated!"

Inverting the pan is a job with extremely high technology content. So far only Da Yue Xiong and Lin Chou have been able to perfectly apply the original facial features of a person to the pan.

Vigorous power is the most basic, and it also tests the professional gestures and aesthetics of the pot holder.

Lin Chou counted 100 pots from the system cabinet.

"No, it's still 200, I've got a little hand-made recently..."

Lin Chou smiled, very kind,

"Well, the master will give you a set of emoticons in a few days, okay?"

"Okay, okay..."

Su Yourong was hairy as if she fell into an ice cave by Lin Chou’s sudden kind smile, just wanting to run quickly.

"Ahhhhhh, I suddenly remembered that I still have a cart of potato shreds that I haven't finished cutting. Master, I'm going to practice qigong. If I have nothing to do, I won't be looking for me. For nothing~"

That night.

Some evolutionary witnessed that the 5mx5mx5m special super-giant drum washing machine sent by Bao Er's younger brother that day was thrown into the Zu Mountain from a tree of more than 200 meters high. The meteor ignited like a fire, and the impact was deafening.

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It's the winter solstice, don't forget to eat dumplings!

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emmm, I have been taking medication in the hanging water recently, the problem is not big, but the drug reaction is very big...

Updates can only do their best, after all, they need to be updated there too, forgive me.

Assi, this disease is really tormenting, at least it takes half a year of medicine...

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