Doomsday Pavilion

"What are you talking about with a dead bald head," Yanzi himself was inexplicable, "isn't it to be beaten?"

The bald head said in a tone similar to a dream,

"It is quite necessary for a child to maintain a relatively pleasant environment in the mother's womb. According to the research #@#￥... it is shown that such a child is more intelligent and healthy after birth than a child with the opposite condition."

"Something's wrong," Huang Dashan slammed Lin Chou's shoulder, "Look at the bald guy's expression, there is no look in his eyes at all, it seems that he has fallen into some kind of illusion."

Seeing that the bald head has talked about maintaining a proper **** life during pregnancy, the swallows got stuck with a big ear.

"Smack~"

It really sounded like an explosion.

The bald head itself is not Swallow’s opponent, and there is no defense at all, this slap directly slaps him into the air for two and a half weeks.

"Ah, what's up, hiss... Swallow, why are you hitting me again..."

Everyone asked,

"Do you know what you just said."

The bald head looked unclear,

"Of course I am... Huh... What am I talking about... I don't care about the ball... When shall we eat?"

There is a problem, and the problem is big.

The bald head not only didn't remember what he said, but even the memory of just eating for almost an hour disappeared.

"This..."

Everyone present is a doctor, but they are barefoot doctors who can only sew needles, align bones and bandage them. They have no defense at all against psychology!

As a warrior, Shen Feng must be able to use the basic skill of pulse signalling.

"No problem, except that the blood sugar may be a little low, and the pulse is normal, not poisoned."

Bai Qiong first smacked,

"So it's not the limulus toxin problem last night?"

Shen Feng shook his head.

"No, on the contrary, it must be their problem."

The bald head said that it didn't matter, not just an hour's memory, anyway, I couldn't remember anything because of his brains.

Bai Qiongshou looked at his watch with a weird look.

"If I say you lose an hour of memory every day, what do you think?"

"If I remember correctly, he started to lose his memory at the time he was poisoned yesterday, and yesterday's hallucinations lasted exactly one hour and six minutes."

"Every day?" He stood up with a bald head, "I'm Gan Liniang, then even if the swallow steals a man in front of Lao Tzu this hour, Lao Tzu has forgotten to step on the horse afterwards?!"

Snapped!

boom!

boom!

After the third consecutive quality, Yanzi wiped the liquid on his hands, and said nothing.

"Is there a way to extend the amnesia time of this sand sculpture to 25 hours a day?"

Huang Dashan gave advice,

"I know a physical one. The pan in the forest works pretty well."

Bai Qiong waved his hand,

"Don't be nonsense, if it is limulus toxin, then the fun will be great. Why are we all okay?"

After a lot of recognition (xia) true (ji) points (ba) analysis (cai), everyone agreed that the bald head rank is too low.

Well, at this time, Caibian always has no basic human rights, which is in line with the norm in the era of catastrophe.

At night, a bald-headed sleeper is more stable than a donkey. In short, you can't tell that this stuff has the meaning of getting angry.

Bai Qiongshou listened to the snoring one after another and the bald-headed "Let me touch the swallow, change the posture", and felt that all he was breathing out of his lungs was gunpowder.

"This bastard..."

Lin Chou lay lazily on the sea not far away, naturally bringing his own cradle,

"Can't sleep?"

Bai Qiong nodded,

"I always feel that things are not that simple. I didn't even notice the order of the two horseshoe crabs."

Lin Chou doesn't care,

"Relax, rest assured, I will ask Niu Lanshan about the bald head question. I'm reasonable."

In the morning, everyone got up smelling the scent.

"Tsk tusk, what's this smell?"

"Wake up?" Lin Chou said, "I found some eggs on the beach. It should be some seabird. By the way, I came ashore and beat a deer back."

Deer bone soup, grilled deer steak, grilled bird eggs.

The people who had a breakfast were refreshed and swept away yesterday's sad reminders.

Then the main thing is to wait... there is nothing to do...

Huang Dashan, Lin Chou, bald head, and Shen Feng joined hands to play poker.

The card was brought by Lin Chou, and the goods naturally let themselves go as soon as they arrived at sea. The normal description is that everything except life-saving pretends, and everything you eat, drink and play, you have to bring a little, so as not to be too boring.

Until the afternoon,

"I said, Linzi, come and see, is that a ship in the dark sea?"

The boats in the black sinking sea are very easy to identify. One is a tattered thing like a bamboo raft thrown into the sea, and the other is a nearly square boat, which is antique.

In short, they seldom use those fancy assault boats, standard ships, etc., because the Black Army is home to the ruins, and the boats are almost entirely driven by manpower. Some people on the boats are a little bit bullish, even directly connected to Yuanjing. The engine is free.

Yes, it is so confident.

Lin Chou saw that they were really in the dark, and came straight to the white dome on the island where they had stopped.

That kind of square raft was lowered from the big boat into the water, all of them turned their backs on their backs like Huang Laoxie, who was playing a flute as the engine, and he was hunting in robes, and he was very pretentious.

"Listen to the evolutionists on the island, this area has now been designated as a restricted area by the black army, please leave immediately, leave immediately!"

"You only have ten minutes. Please board the ship and leave immediately."

While shouting "broadcast", the people on the raft have already landed.

There are about 20 to 30 people, each with black and red faces and tall bodies like being pulled out of a mold.

They directly encircled the camp here, with a proud grin on their faces.

"Sea hunter, get on the boat and get out of here!"

Shan Ye pulled out a smiling face with eight teeth,

"Gan! Miles! Mother!"

Huang Dashan struck his head with two large axes, Li Heigou and Shen Feng stood side by side behind him, and behind him was the bald head of the swallow and the white dome.

The weapons are all in place, in a triangular strike.

This time, Tong Shengmei didn't follow, otherwise the standard posture of this team in the face of a powerful enemy should be surrounded by sky full of silver hair, which is particularly powerful and bullish.

The people on the Hei Shenhai side were directly crushed by Huang Dashan alone, and then he took a closer look -

I'm gonna!

A sixth-order of unknown depth, a fifth-order martial artist, and a fifth-order advanced.

What the **** is the configuration of the gods, are you sea hunters so luxurious now, the sixth-order evolutionary and the fifth-order martial artist casually picked it up? ?

"For the Black Army Type I mission, don't get excited. The three of us are all on board now. How many will get on board to talk?"

Among other things, the ability to watch people order dishes is first-rate, and the people from the black army immediately became very polite.

Huang Dashan was very angry at the time, so who do you guys fool you?