Doomsday Pavilion

Poor Hermes, the weak woman who turned into a lonely ghost for some unknown time, only glanced at the big cat with wings in front of her, and she fainted as soon as she rolled her eyes.

Lin Chou squeezed his chin and said inexplicably.

"Isn't she a ghost? The ghost is still afraid of this?"

Huang Dashan thought for a while and said,

"Linzi, your focus is rather strange, isn't it because she fainted and this kind of thing has more troubles?"

"What then? What to do?" Niu Lanshan is now a forehead question mark, "Is it unhumane for us to do this..."

Catching Xiao Piao Piao and feeding it to the tiger, Niu Lanshan did this for the first time.

"[Beimeng trivial words] It is said: Every ghost who died of a tiger or drowning in water is called a ghost, and it must be replaced by one person. The tiger also calls the tiger fight, attracting the tiger, helping the tiger to eat, we... ."

Huang Dashan didn't let him finish speaking.

"What are you talking about? Don't you just do it for the tiger? Hey, do it all. We are more like that "you". What we do is to help the tiger and cannibalize."

Niu Lanshan opened his mouth.

"What am I..."

Elder Ye and Zhao Qingcang's faces were as sinking as water, waiting for the tiger's next move for luck.

The big tiger circled Hermes classmate twice and let out a "cheer".

Yes, that's right, it's almost the kind of joy that spreads across species, it's very magical.

Hermès's body of dark texture, like an uncle warlock, suddenly began to dissipate, and dust-like stains faded from her body little by little, and then her soul body slowly floated up, little by little became transparent, as clear as Crystal, and exudes a soft light.

People who are irradiated by this kind of light all feel comfortable, warm and stable in mind and body.

"Oh huh!" Uncle Warlock sighed, "Holy light flickers me..."

Hermès opened her eyes, looked around, smiled faintly, and floated up and down on the tiger.

The big tiger flapped its wings very cooperatively, and rose into the air, with the holy light flooding the sky.

Zhao Qingcang and Ye Old Man looked at each other.

"This is it?"

Mr. Ye, harp, harp,

"I don't know! You ask me? You are a famous high-level evolutionary, you have to ask Lao Tzu about this matter?"

"But I can't feel anything!"

"..."

After a while, the people in Mingguang Base City found that a big tiger emitting a holy light appeared above their heads, flying around wailing.

There are not so many Mingguang Evolutionists, not everyone is capable of carrying a **** battle in all directions, but they can't hold back these guys seeing pigs running every day, they are just a strange beast, and it is not worth panic.

"What the hell?"

"Why doesn't the Origin Crystal Cannon move? Give it a shot. What if it falls down and eats people!"

"I'll take it, such a big tiger, how much does it cost to sell the skin?"

In a secret room of the garrison.

Doudou's bloodline ability was activated, instantly showing the entire bright light in front of him in a three-dimensional projection.

Three walls, various buildings, red dots representing human beings, and a golden light dot that suddenly appeared.

The golden light dots became diffuse silk threads, and the pale golden silk threads connected each red dot like a needle.

With a single tap of Doudou, the golden light turned into a font and appeared in front of everyone.

"There are many things that three people have become a tiger, and the king is free."

Academician Li Qin, who has lost a certain sense of taste, has been a lot honest recently, stepping forward,

"Doudou, what is this?"

Doudou shook his head hesitantly.

"I don't know, it seems to be a kind of ability, an ability that comes out of thin air that affects all Mingguang people, including ordinary people. I can only analyze it like this. It is beyond the scope of my ability."

"Is this a good thing or..."

Doudou shook his head again,

"It seems to be more positive? It's still changing, I need time to concentrate on analyzing..."

"Okay," said Academician Li Qin, "don't force yourself, your body is important."

"Ok."

Academician Li Qin waved his hand, so all the people in the room retreated.

Doudou's words were quickly told to Old Man Ye and Zhao Qingcang, who were dumbfounded.

"Is this special, can it be called positive? It doesn't sound like a good thing, right?"

Elder Ye gave a wry smile.

The rule of bright light bestowed by the new holy relic, Big Tiger, sounds like there is a certain overlap with the Luan Mountain holy relic, which really made the two of them panicked.

Luanshan is so extinct that the masters are extinct, **** it!

The two of them hurriedly went back to find Doudou to play with the official people, and they didn't even bother to fight with Lin Chou.

Huang Dashan seems to have been brushed with a layer of debuff, his face is sallow and sallow, with a guilty conscience.

"Yes... I know that it will be like this... The twisted melon is not sweet..."

Huang Dashan turned his head and ran.

"Eh, what are you doing?"

"..."

Seeing the back of Lord Shan hurriedly leaving, Wu Ke couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"This person, I'm afraid that he is not saved, he is dying."

"Wife, if I set a deadline for my love for you, I really hope it will be ten thousand years..."

So only the uncle Warlock and Lin Chou were left alone on the mountain.

The warlock said,

"Um...you...are you not going?"

"Why am I going?"

"Ahem... nothing... nothing..."

"Then why don't you go?"

"Me? Don't panic," Uncle Warlock was delighted, "I am a spirit body. In theory, I am not a man."

Lin Chou:!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

I don't know because of what, in short, boss Lin wants to kill people.

...

Half a month passed in a flash, nothing happened.

Oh, it actually happened.

It is said that the tax revenue contributed by each Hualiu Alley to the Development Committee has reached twice that of the entire year last year-and it only took two weeks.

At the same time, Mingguang has countless busy men who are limping and smiling, such as Shan Ye.

A few days ago, Her Majesty Queen specially sent 36 Queen's Guards, comparable to Tier 4 Intermediate Awakeners, to send a train of mutant durians to condolences the Prince of Mount Dashan. That scene is big, it can be said that dog food is scattered all over.

I have to say that this mutant durian is really good: super fragrant, super sweet, and huge.

This made Yan Huishan Pingbai a lot of business.

"Wet tiger, wet tiger!" Su Yourong ran up grievously, pointing to the singe bubble on the corner of his mouth, "It's all bubbling!"

Lin Chou squeezed her chin and observed carefully for a while.

"I told you not to eat so many durians and get angry!"

"But the durian is delicious!" Su Yourong pouted, "It's the wet tiger, you said you can't waste it."

"Yes, yes, I know, that's what I said," Lin Chou nodded helplessly, "I'll kill a hazel chicken, you get a durian and let him cook it, and stew a durian chicken soup for you to get rid of the fire."

"Good~"

Su Yourong put on leather gloves and laboriously took out a round golden durian that was about the thickness of a small water tank and found Huang Dashan.

Su Yourong said with a smile,

"Thank you!"

One of the 36 Queen’s Guards wearing heavy and mighty obsidian armors with thorns and thorns walked out. She jabbed a three-meter long spear on the ground, took the durian in her hand, and turned back to Huang Dashan, which was surrounded by the guards. Beside, motioned,

"Prince of the Left Bank, you have worked hard."

Huang Dashan struggled to squeeze out a barren smile, took out from under his knees a durian that had been perfectly kneeling open and put it aside.

"Ah, no hard work, no hard work!"

"Then what, I drove a half-driving durian, can, let me rest for a while..."

"Eh, what are you doing, don't, don't...why..."

"I'll give you soup in a while, Uncle Dashan, durian chicken soup, wet tiger said, it's the fire~"

With dozens of sharp spears on Huang Dashan's shoulders, he pressed him on the durian and knelt down, he roared frantically,

"Gan Liniang! You surnamed Lin, you stepped on a horse and fell into trouble, you must not die well..."