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If you want to blame it, you can only blame the time when the ancients won, there is no requirement for the classification of dry garbage and wet garbage.

The trophies won by hunting, meat-eating meat, wine-making wine-making, and the remaining bone **** thrown aside, this is probably the initial prototype of the throne of bone;

Until now, this kind of unethical garbage disposal has to be fined and educated.

Because of this, you really can't forcefully win to recognize what kind of garbage you dropped one day.

Zhou Ze estimated that the sculpture must have been suffocated.

He was a loser under the win,

And regard win hook as a lifelong enemy,

however,

In the win eye, he was just a passerby who had long forgotten.

"boom!"

Raise your hand,

push down,

The gazebo collapsed.

After destroying the pavilion, boss Zhou clapped his hands, indicating that the old belt could continue to lead the way.

The old belt himself has already said that he was originally a "yellow cover", but he also knew the current person as Junjie, and directly turned back to Zhou Ze.

Continue to go up, there are not many steps left, after all, this mountain is not high enough, the same height of Tongshan in the city has been climbed more than once in the past, and its mountain road is designed to be winding and twisting, but It takes only 15 minutes for an adult to go up with a heart.

The mountain road here is even more straight and naturally shorter.

After reaching the top of the mountain,

The vision becomes clear.

There is a large round platform in front of it, and there are more than ten iron pillars standing around the round platform, which are very powerful.

In the center of the round table is the throne of white bones, shrouded in the cold, and full of special effects. It looks like the artifact is placed in front of your eyes while playing online games.

On both sides of the Throne of Bone, there are three masked people standing in each other. In the caves farther away, you can see nearly a hundred black shadows looking out there.

In front of us, no accident, it should be the last line of defense.

Zhou Ze stopped,

Sat down directly on the ground,

Place the shoulder bag on the leg and unzip it.

Coke,

ketchup,

vinegar,

sugar,

salt,

These were prepared by Yingying in advance. The careful maid thought it would be difficult for the boss to swallow if he only eats potatoes, so he prepared the seasoning.

Even Zhou Ze took out a mini juicer with a battery from his shoulder bag.

Because the potatoes must be raw, each small potato contains extremely pure and terrifying gas. No one dares to shave the skin in advance and cook it before bringing it to Zhou Ze.

A little normal brain can think of the consequence of this is that the energy contained in this potato is basically lost.

Therefore, boss Zhou still has to eat potatoes raw.

Yingying knows her boss’s habits of eating and drinking, and is very distressed, so he prepared a juicer, instead of squeezing out the juice, just asking for a batter to facilitate the boss to swallow with his nose.

that's it,

The six masked guys in the front are waiting in line,

On the pillar and in the surrounding space, there are still less than a dozen demon eyes staring here.

And boss Zhou,

Then began his own picnic.

The old belt stood in front of Zhou Ze, with a serious expression.

There were violent and angry mood swings from many black shadows on the back stone wall. It is estimated that they used their communication methods to scold the old man's traitors.

"Hawk"

The small potatoes didn't want to peel, because they didn't want to waste. This bite bite, the taste is really bad or bad, and it has a very strong smell of earth.

But after eating,

There was a burst of joy in Zhou Ze's heart,

Obviously, this joy did not come from Zhou Ze,

It's a win.

If you don’t know the real reason, Zhou Zezhen might have thought that the reason why Ying Gou and Huang Di went against Hell was because the food in Yangyang couldn’t support him and he could only let him go to **** to eat ghosts.

Potatoes with skins are really bad,

But because of the win-win relationship,

Zhou Ze went down bit by bit,

Actually more and more excited and happy, as if breathing a smile.

Zhou Ze shook his head helplessly, feeling with emotion:

Hey, like a child, greedy.

Boss Zhou eats slowly, and the six masked people standing over there are a little embarrassed, and they don’t know whether to go well or continue to wait and see.

Zhou Ze is not worried about their sudden launch,

The reason why he chooses to eat slowly is just that he needs a sense of ritual in life;

If the opponent rushes up directly, Zhou Zeda can crush the remaining potatoes into his mouth.

But they didn't move, and therefore, for four weeks, there was really no other voice except boss Zhou's "Baw Baw".

After all, there are not many potatoes. The first batch of improved output is naturally impossible to sky high, but it is indeed much more hungry than the original peanuts.

After eating, Zhou Ze clapped his hands and stood up.

It's a bit like taking drugs before going back to the blue, so that you won't be able to zoom in when you fight next.

Zhou Ze's actions are like the director shouting "Continue" again,

The actors were on their own and started to work.

The six masked men seal together, and there is light on them, and on the sky, there are also cyclones of various colors beginning to hover.

Whether it is this race to avoid the fate of being annihilated, or those demon gods to avenge their revenge,

They all have absolute motives and reasons to go with the enemy when facing the win.

The old belt still stands at the forefront, preparing for the posture, but after all, it's just doing what it looks like.

He surrendered to Zhou Ze for his life, not for Zhou Ze to sacrifice and dedicate himself. If all were dead, why didn't he stand opposite?

But the old belt still turned his head to Zhou Zedao:

"Boss, the Bone Throne is blocked by a seal. As long as you can break that seal, they will lose control of the throne."

Zhou Ze nodded, and the masked people over there seemed to hear the movement, and were so angry that they started to scold. What exactly was scolded, Zhou Ze really couldn't understand.

After all, it has been isolated and hidden here for countless years. It is really difficult for you to let them promote Mandarin.

There are only a few exceptions, because I have been out a few times and learned the language.

Zhou Ze crossed his hands together, squeezed his knuckles, and in turn made a crisp noise;

Then he twisted his neck, and there were two crisp sounds;

The attitude of the villain is really enough.

After the preparatory movements were completed, Zhou Ze was too lazy to go up and try to pass the level anyway. Anyway, the win hook should also be over the stomach, and it should be out of the activity.

Because of the cracking of the bottom of the cup, it’s good to eat ten apples. The remaining nine will also slowly dissipate with the passage of time. Instead of wasting it, it’s better to use it here.

Zhou Ze closed his eyes,

Consciousness began to sink,

following,

It is the awakening of winning power.

When Zhou Ze opened his eyes again,

The terrible coercion caused the mountain to start shaking, and the throne of the bone in the center of the round platform also radiated a special light.

Zhou Ze's gaze glanced forward,

The majestic pressure poured down,

The old band closest to Win Hook fell to his knees directly,

this moment,

He felt the real fear rooted in his blood!

The six masked people on the round table were also trembling, almost kneeling down, and the black shadows in the stone wall at the back had already prostrate on the ground, trembling.

Zhou Ze looked up,

Look up to heaven.

Those demon gods who previously deliberately released their own breath under this gaze,

One by one, as if running in a race, began to dissipate.

Because they know,

When this breath of winning hook appears,

In fact, the outcome,

There is no need to discuss.

Although the win is not the peak of him,

But they,

Why are they at their peak?

It was killed in ancient times, and the remnant soul was permanently suppressed because of the relationship of the throne of bone. After years of polishing, it became a "spirit" around the throne.

Winning the hook is certainly not the owner of the Nether Sea, but how can they be the giants who can stir the **** side in the past?

The six masked men seemed a little unbelievable. They continued to resist the coercion from Zhou Ze while desperately trying to continue to contact the demon gods.

It is a pity,

Even the good bird,

At this time, after all, there was no reappearance.

Everyone is so old, and they have already learned reality.

The only people who don’t want to face reality may be those who will be annihilated when they bow their heads.

Zhou Ze walked toward the round table step by step,

in fact,

He was not too excited because he saw the throne of the past,

As always,

I don’t know how many people have tried their best for that dragon chair,

But what they care about,

Is it really just a chair inlaid with gold?

What they want, what they care about, is the power represented by this chair.

Today, everything is going on;

With the character of winning hooks, you let him simply take the chair back and do nothing when you are doing it. You will sit on it and remember the memories of the past.

Or sit up in a dream at night,

Slap on the armrest of the throne,

Weeping with emotion:

"If my Qing is still..."

Sorry, I can't do it.

Therefore, he had no interest in taking the throne back.

But he couldn't bear his dog to like it and wanted it. There was no way but to follow him.

Just as the winning hook is about to enter the round table,

A green beam suddenly appeared in the sky and fell vertically!

The six masked people who were almost desperate to collapse below cried with joy,

They finally saw the dawn.

The green light fell to the ground and dissipated, revealing the appearance of a young little man, wearing a green dress, with a smile on his face, bowing slightly;

However, the traces of the years deep in his eyes are still telling that he is really not young.

The six masked men immediately fell to their knees,

Even the old belt behind Zhou Ze gave a serious bow to this little girl in green clothes.

Zhou Ze also stopped.

"Master, the little slave finally waits for you."

Xiao Zuo knelt down with tears in her knees, constantly moving her knees in the direction of Zhou Ze.

"You threw yourself into the throne."

Zhou Ze's tone is very plain.

"Yeah, the little slave foresees that the limit is coming, and he actively orders future generations to throw my bones into the throne as well, shy his face, and has become a spirit under the throne.

Because the little slave knew, the little slave was sure that the master would definitely return again. The little slave wanted to see the master again, and the little slave wanted to wait for the master to return and then continue to serve the master.

Master, after you leave, the sea of ​​nethers is divided by them, the **** is divided by them, the palace is divided by them, the little slaves are useless, and they can only keep the throne from being taken away.

Little slave is guilty, little slave is useless, little slave is guilty, please master punish! "

Green little man moved to Zhou Ze on his knees.

Zhou Ze looked at him so calmly.

In the air, it seems to begin to fill the touching taste of the two masters and servants reunited for a long time.

But at this time,

The little green man who had knelt down to Zhou Ze suddenly raised his head,

A green rune paper appeared in the palm of my hand,

Directly attached to Zhou Ze, the green rune paper melted immediately and turned into a beam of light to completely cover Zhou Ze's body.

In the distance, the green bone of the Throne of Bone also released a green light. Under the echo, there was a terrifying force of repression from the Throne!

Xiao Zu stared at Zhou Ze with a gaze full of resentment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ said cruelly:

"You are not the one you used to be. Today, I will use your throne to suppress you and let you fall with us forever!

Are you proud, are you self-righteous, are you tall, are you invincible?

I want you, just like us, like us, the dregs in your eyes, ha ha ha ha!"

Immediately after,

He suddenly said timidly with tears:

"Master, don't blame the little slave;

after all,

Who the **** is born to be a dog! "