Doomsday Pavilion

If possible, Lin Chou would probably choose to go to Wolf City to catch the autumn breeze with Gungun. After all, adult Gungun is just a panda. Is there a panda in this world that bamboo can’t solve?

emmmm...

Of course, it is impossible to grow bamboos that are full of geothermal hot springs like Northwest Wolf City.

According to Mingguang’s ancestors from the five generations of the green chemical industry swearing by the egg, the roots of the bamboo will be rotten if the geothermal heat is too high, so there is no need to worry about being eaten and covered by others.

Besides, what kind of tattered bamboo shoots, can it be compared with the craftsmanship of his boss Lin?

"You just worry about it..."

Sikong chuckles his lips in disdain.

Lin Chou glanced at him.

"Why haven't you... left?"

"That's how blind it is, it's crooked!" Huang Dashan wiped his bald head and compared the distance from the front door to the left side of his chest. "Is the forest actually so long?"

No one likes to talk to Huang Dashan on this topic. It’s not desperate if there is pollution and no one can deal with it.

Wu Ke leaned over happily, winking,

"I heard that virgins are holding back their energy."

"Hehe, come and wake him up with yellow urine," Huang Dashan can be regarded as finding the object of contempt. "You are looking for a sense of superiority with you as an otaku. Is the camera at Houshan Hot Spring crooked? Or a paper man Wife is not enough to show off?"

"Will I talk to you? Who bit you who is a dog?!"

Shan Ye squeezed Wu Ke’s neck and lifted him up on a chair to sit on, like a little squirrel.

"I'm a hippopotamus. Would you like to try how big your Shan Ye's mouth is?"

"Brother, brother...you didn't tell anyone about the camera...then what you...don't you also watch it..."

"Ha ha!"

"What kind of camera?" Lin Chou walked into the conversation between the two people with her waist down. "It always feels like you are doing some strange things."

Sikong interrupted,

"The kid is in Houshan Hot Spring... Take your hand away, I bit someone..."

Lin Chou pushed him,

"Why are you still not leaving, hurry up, do you want to embezzle my treatment?"

"I am corrupt?" Sikong pointed to his nose, "I'm afraid your kid didn't wake up, poor thinking!"

"Hurry up and go!"

......

In the evening, the uncle Warlock came over with drooping eyebrows, with an expression of not waking up, muttering,

"Which **** tells you that Uncle Warlock will be the most comfortable one..."

"Oh, my brain is broad..."

Huang Dashan's eyes lit up suddenly.

"What I said, what I said, your flame girl didn't come? Why, isn't it cool?"

Uncle Warlock's hollow eye sockets pointed straight at Huang Dashan,

"It's really cool. When I went back to do an experiment for Liu Renjun yesterday, the girl put Lao Tzu and him on the fire, and then the town is in the iceberg of one hundred degrees below zero... I feel very sympathetic to Liu Renjun, how to toss I'm not dead, energy life, tsk tsk, I feel that the vitality is a little bit stronger than me."

"That's it? Uncle Warlock, are you afraid that there is some strange misunderstanding about Ice and Fire..."

Lin Chou leaned forward and said,

"Are there any results?"

Uncle Warlock thought for a while,

"Yes, Xuetuanzi may have found the conditions for enchanted plants to produce wisdom... Well, you know the trees in the base city right now, and you are ready to pay the Mingguang surname as long as you have wisdom. A flicker? I'm afraid that the six relatives won't recognize it... Also, Xue Tuanzi is in harmony with Hei Shenhai."

Huang Dashan took a deep breath,

"So cruel? It's morally corrupt!"

The warlock nodded.

Enchanted plants are not the same as alien beasts, which are completely special cases in the era of cataclysm.

The size, self-healing ability, and lethality of those active demonized plants are terrifying to the evolutionary and alien beasts, and these things usually have a lifespan that human alien beasts and living corpses cannot match.

To put it in a very idealistic way, if Mingguang can really fool those few magic plants with a permanent body of Mingguang, you can basically say goodbye to the tide of corpses and beasts, with roots of several tens of kilometers and a canopy of several kilometers high. , So it’s just like a living city wall. Think about the pitcher plants planted on the hill of Lin Chou. On average, they are only 100 meters high in the third order. The largest animal tide in the history of the base city, crushed It’s not too easy to pass customs.

Sorcerer, triumphantly,

"I have to rest for a while, call me at breakfast tomorrow, scientific researcher, it's so tired and hard work."

Huang Dashan doubted,

"Don't you have a home? Why are you joining in here? I told you that there is no supper for you!"

The warlock asked rhetorically,

"You have no home?"

Shan Ye looked at the sky.

emmmm, where did you say this? At some specific time, there are almost two homes, which can be equivalent to no home...One, three, five, two, forty-six, so let me give the chicken a vacation. , How tired that waist is!

Thinking of this, Shan Ye suddenly shed tears of happiness, the kind that couldn't stop.

The warlock was dumbfounded, what do you mean by saying this to the big-waisted, round-five, big-and-three-crude lords crying? ?

"It's not that you will wait," the uncle Warlock swallowed, "I said, what's your situation?"

Huang Dashan twitched twice, and smoothly wiped his tears and nose on the warlock’s shoulders.

"It's okay, I just thought of you a few years later-sympathy made me cry. This is called the empathy effect."

Lifting his head, looking at the vast yellow cloud, Shan Ye's expression is very deep.

"Less is more--Master Warlock, cherish your life now, and then life will tell you what is called the two heavens of ice and fire."

Warlock: "???"

Lin Sorrow and Uncle Warlock were both dumbfounded.

Lin Chou slapped his mouth, suddenly realized.

"Then what, there is a pair of sirloin left, I will stew it later, who of you will eat it?"

"I, I, I, I!" Huang Dashan jumped up and down.

The warlock looked disgusted,

"Don't eat it, it smells so weird."

Shan Ye was happy,

"Both belong to me!"

Lin Chou walked slowly into the kitchen,

"I'm telling you, this bull is so good, when I killed the bull, it shed tears-it should be delicious, stewed with leek or Cistanche?

"Leek and beef loin don't go well, that thing is good enough with lamb loin!" Huang Dashan listened with his ears sideways, "There seems to be a big cat calling in Houshan, let's call and eat."

The warlock shivered,

"Enough flavor? It's saucy... Lamb loin stewed with leeks...but you have to eat it..."

"There are really big cats, I'll tell you that the tiger's whip and the cow's waist are amazing!" Shan Ye slobbered, and the big axe also slipped out. "You know what a pitiful you don't have a long waist. A man's waist is a whole You know the world, it’s nothing to suffer for the sake of your kidneys, you can eat shit!"