Doomsday Pavilion

Compared to the current situation in the era of the Mingguang People's Catastrophe, Lieutenant General Leng's hobby is not really hardcore—at best, it makes the cabin space a little cramped.

Hundreds of large and small Kumamoto's coquettish postures, flushed faces, dull eyes...

Lin Chou sat among them, and he felt a little cramped in this scene.

Sultry, my heart bounced.

He tugged at the neckline.

"I think you are a little hot," Leng Han said, "Why don't you take off my coat first."

"Oh..."

Lin Chou didn't realize that something was wrong, and stood up as soon as he agreed.

Of course neither did Leng Han, cooperating with Lin Chou, tilted his head and stretched his arms, revealing delicate fragrant shoulders.

The hands were put on Leng Han's neckline, the little jacket was half torn off, and a lightning bolt struck off Lin Chou's mind.

You are a little hot...

Help me take off my jacket...

Somehow, with their eyes facing each other, they saw something strange in each other's eyes: despair, helplessness, and collapse...

There seemed to be a non-existent cold wind blowing crows flying by, and the two of them gradually rusted to death, like sculptures.

Outside the hatch.

Zhong Xiaolian and a few little sisters who are not afraid of death squeezed Sagong on the door and eavesdropped.

Sikong's small body rested among the group of women, it was almost bean sprouts growing in the corn field, and the little local chickens entered the ostrich group.

Shivering, unable to move at all.

After holding back for a while, Sikong finally couldn't bear it.

"Who, who pinches my ass, you still reach in and touch?"

No one cared what he said, and there were even a few more hands on his hips.

The thickness of the hatch can't stop the high-level evolution who deliberately eavesdropped. A group of people heard the voice of Leng Brigade inside:

"I think you are a little hot, or you can take off my coat first."

The girls were very excited at the moment, and they stepped up their efforts.

Zhong Xiao's face blushed, and she sweated thinly.

"The expert is by my side, iron, the iron tree is blooming?!"

The sisters echoed:

"Cow! Bull!"

"It can still be like this??"

"Unexpectedly, the cold team, with big eyebrows and big eyes, secretly manages the business so proficiently."

"This wave, this wave is called an active attack, taking Brother Lin's path, leaving her brother-in-law nowhere to go."

"It's burning up, oh don't squeeze me, I can't hear it anymore."

"You said, the cold team is such a strong person, can my brother-in-law survive? Does the cold team have to stay on top?"

"So what, save your waist!"

"You are not right!"

Sikong, who was stunned by a group of big waists on the hatch, burst into tears, and already regretted joining in the fun to eavesdrop.

My **** is green, maybe it's swollen.

The abnormal bursts of hot flashes around him following the movement in the cabin and the sound of short, forbearing breaths made him feel very scared - and a little bit faintly excited.

My **** charm!

Wouldn't they do anything to me?

Wait, what am I excited about, what's wrong with me?

Master Warlock, where did you go?

Save, save the child!

......

Early in the morning, Sikong twisted and twisted as if sitting on a nail board under his ass.

Uncle Warlock said very well,

"You humans, especially young people, have to exercise more, you know, sitting for a long time will give birth to hemorrhoids, but it's not a big deal. If you get hemorrhoids in space, this warlock will only charge you 9998. It is cheap, safe and painless. For the reward, you can take half of it and experience the effect before deciding whether to take it all."

"How can I get half of this thing first?"

After speaking, Sikong had already seen a tragic picture of his **** bleeding in his mind.

"Bah, I don't have that stuff, just..."

It just hurts in the butt.

Sikong glanced at the female men who were surrounding Leng Han over there, hesitated to say something, and felt lingering in his heart.

At this time, Lin Chou rubbed his hips and swayed out, and the gazes of the warlock and Sikong were "cuffed" at him.

Lin Chou didn't panic for a moment.

"Look, what do you see... your **** is numb?"

Uncle Warlock was lost in thought.

"Have you numb?" Sikong blurted out, "Do I rely on the two of you to play so much?"

Lin Chou: "....."

not far away.

Mi Mi: "Cold team, I have concealer, your neck..."

Bandit Bingjia (smirk): "Why do you always hold your waist in Team Cold?"

Zhong Xiaolian: "Is it big? It's so cool! What the **** is the backache?!"

Bandit Soldier 2 (worrisome): "Really shaking it all night?"

Leng Han was furious, Wushuang danced wildly.

The bandit brigade was flying all over the sky, and while flying, they sighed that the physical strength of the high-level evolutionists was so good, so envious, they were all like this, they were still unparalleled.

Then, the atmosphere was quite harmonious—except for Zhong Xiao’s face who was tied to the bow of the boat to fish for sharks.

Lin Chou and Leng Han's ability to perceive the body is very buggy. They didn't have time to think about it when they got into the inch last night. They had a recollection early in the morning.

The food that I ate has been appraised by Lin Chou's skills, there shouldn't be a problem, could it be that bird?

No, no, how can the bird’s question put the pot on the bird?

Then there is only one truth...

So the source of the problem, Zhong Xiaomian, was hung on the bow to show his gratitude.

The bandits are reliable to infer that the cold team is most likely to be really grateful that the birdman is pushing forward the plot, otherwise the bell face has been cold for eight times-as for shark fishing, jokes, and high-level evolution. Can this be regarded as punishment for the perverted physique of the person?

It's obviously symbolic, just shy! I understand everything I understand!

Leng Han pursed his lips from time to time, suddenly blushing and distracted, and the bandits and soldiers seemed to be scratching their hearts.

A few guys got together to gossiping with the instructors and sisters of the Mi family,

"So aftertaste?"

"You don't even talk about the object, you know what a fart, my old lady tells you, I'm getting old."

"Don't you have no object?"

"Sister Mi, Sister Mi, when will we organize a blind date for our brigade? The garrison troops stationed in the North Sanmen Heavy Equipment Brigade have done 3 times. The boys are beautiful, suck..."

"We are at sea three hundred and sixty-five days and three hundred and sixty days a year. What good is it for you to find a target? It's better to study the technique of wandless spellcasting."

"What is good about men, the same **** is true love!"

"hiss..."

Isn’t it boring to discuss with a group of female hooligans with a pair of daughters and daughters of the Mi family?

He was perfunctory, turned his head and threw the matter to Sikong.

Well, Wanjia gave birth to Lord Buddha Sikong, and his status and status were just right to solve the problem of the sisters being single.

Sikong: "Ababa..."

Last night, he was swept like a wolf like a tiger, and Young Master Sikong, whose **** still hurts now, saw the hungry eyes of these guys like a wolf like a tiger, and immediately panicked.

——It feels like if you don't give a reply on the spot, these ladies can directly eat this son raw.

Ever since, Sikong turned his eyes,

"How about Wu Ke? Do you like that bite? A lot of high-quality single teenagers in the research institute are waiting for you to comfort them. There is nothing else but the laboratory, think about how honest those people are~"

Sisters of the Mi Family: (?ω?)

Bandit Brigade: (?ω?)

After thinking about it a little bit, and exchanging eyes, these old ladies can't wait to think of a few slogans.

"Hi, wonderful!"

"Don't do it, what's the deal, those weak chickens have shorter physical strength bars than my old lady's fingers."

"I'm fine."

"Give you a chance, you guys don't use it anymore. When are you still picking up thinners."

"It can be cultivated slowly. You don't know. Except for a bunch of old guys, everyone in the research institute is young and young. They can't get out of the door, so tender..."

"Wu Ke is handsome!"

"..."

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Through the ages of Yuan Gong, the mountains and rivers share the same sorrow.