Doomsday Pavilion

Bao Er carried a custom drum washing machine five or six meters high and four or five meters wide.

Sitting on the threshold and babbling, panting,

"What's wrong, what's wrong!"

The thing was a few tons, he was riding a little sheep, and the drum washing machine was riding him, and he almost laughed at the second-rate ziya when he passed the city gate.

Wu Ke showed the unique look of Xueba, and after careful calculations, he came to a conclusion.

"Brother Chou, I am finally going to stand up!"

Everyone:? ? ?

People who only talk half way are damned!

There is a huge sound of a drum washing machine running from the tree of the home, and the thing is like the waves hitting the shore when it moves, and the noise is extremely loud. In line with the consistent principle of bright light, this thing is not only solid and durable, but the final interpretation of other additional attributes is all right. Owned by the manufacturer.

Summarizing this slightly, probably "noise" should belong to a kind of "additional attributes", and it is not included in the category of "quality problems" at all.

In about a few minutes, a big, square guy broke through the sound barrier with a loud bang, then ignited a dazzling lake blue spark, and then turned into a long tail flame, easily crossing the seven or eight mountain beams, booming. It smashed a bald mountain with a sound.

Lin Chou stood in front of the smashed window for a while: "Knock in, my 100,000 circulation points ah ah ah..."

Laughing to death, there is no use at all, zero multiplied by many is still zero.

Regardless of whether your small toothpick or Diao Chan waist, at least there must be such a part to have the opportunity to grow larger and wait for good news.

Lin Chou raised his arm and looked at the wet hair.

Good guy, my hair isn’t wet right away—

Is this plausible?

Is this polite?

Is this what it should look like when you just got out of the washing machine?

Under the tree.

Everyone looked surprised and weird, some suddenly realized, and some suffered from internal injuries.

Bao Er shrank his neck and stepped on the little sheep:

"Well, I'm leaving first, my brother-in-law and sister-in-law are getting married today (not

Bao Eryi slipped away.

Su Yourong: "I'm going to cut potato shreds..."

Sister Dayue Hung raised the dog's hair on her hand: "I'm going to knit a sweater..."

Qualified employees must not be embarrassed by the boss at the same time as a group of idle bastards, which is easy to cause bloodshed.

Wu Ke sighed deeply.

"Even mathematics can't save Brother Chou, do you have to do multiplication if addition is not good?"

The matter of Boss Lin's autism on the spot quickly spread in a small circle, and the insiders all smiled and smiled in their hearts.

The good thing is that Xiaoguan’s newly launched Alpine Sea King Crab Package has successfully attracted a large number of sea hunters to visit, and Yanhui Mountain is overcrowded.

Regardless of whether you are resistant to cold or heat, whether you are diving or swimming, as long as it is related to sea hunters, they all want it.

"Gan, your mother’s third son, the Nima team, didn’t you **** just capsize last week? You can get out of Nima. You think the goddess of luck is your grandmother, who patronizes your business like this, you can’t die once. Want to play again?"

"Your mother will die if I die. Oh, what's wrong with the ship overturned? I don’t have 9 people in a boat. You **** come here to **** my big toe, silly, envy? Are you jealous? Give all your eyes. You get angry!"

"..."

The queuing army has been from the main entrance of Xiaoguan to the foot of Yanhui Mountain, so there is no place where the wandering wilderness wanderers usually settle.

One or two are violent, who is used to whom?

However, looking at the two-meter-high figure exploding and blowing the cold wind mixed with ice crystals brought by the home tree while knitting a sweater and drinking colorful snake wine, these evolvers who are not afraid of the king can finally realize soberly. Who is your mother?

After arguing, Changlong quietly quieted down strangely, just grabbing big bloodshot eyes and screaming at each other.

—Your horse is gone, what are you looking at?

—Your horse is gone. Hey, what are you looking at?

—Your horse is gone, do you have the ability to beat Lao Tzu?

-Your horse is gone, you can give me a finger to try!

The newcomer has just stepped on one foot, and his whole hairs are upright.

It's weird!

What's this stuff?

What's wrong with this?

What evil do you practice here one by one?

"Wow, what happened today, so many sea hunters!"

A large group of women dressed in cool, glamorous and gorgeous clothes, hugging candy bags and carrying young bamboo shoots after shouting, appeared at the end of the line, and there were only fifty or sixty women.

"It's scary, murderous, what are they doing?"

"It's so fishy...fishy...sea hunters, you see, they are so dark."

"What does Xiao Nizi know? This is called bronze color. It was popular before the cataclysm. Oh, oh, this muscle, our waist is not as thick as anyone's arm. I really want to pinch it."

Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, three hundred and seventy days in the sea, except for goats and dolphins, sea hunters who can't see even a male creature have ever seen this battle, and more than half of them immediately tightened their skins. Cold storage, while struggling to bulge up the muscles on the elbows—does the maddened little lady come over and pinch it?

Am I asking her to pinch it? Still pinch it back?

Most of the women's army of fifty or sixty people is the new daughter-in-law of a big family, the little princess, the older are forty or fifty, and the younger is sixteen or seventeen.

They come to the mountain every few weeks. Ordering is basically dragging from the menu head to the end of the menu with one hand. They can eat all the time. They never ask for the price, and only repeat the machine-like twitter: " Lord Gungun? Why doesn't Lord Gungun come out to play?"

In short, the per capita beauty level of the Detachment of Women is basically rushing to the pre-catastrophe Belarus. It can be seen by the sea hunter bachelor man who can see the single eyelid or the double eyelid to every old sow...

The Detachment of Women walked up the mountain, and the sea hunters lined up behind staring at the twisted and cheerful little **** in front.

"Who can stand this..."

"A well-deserved reputation, a well-deserved reputation! This small restaurant in Yanhuishan has a lot to come!"

"I just came to have a meal. I didn't expect to meet love."

"You **** dream of your spring and autumn, if you happen to arrange a blind date without looking for sea hunters, your mother will stay alive when she enters the door..."

"..."

When it happened, Wei Na was really pinching his eyes and looking down on Shanghai hunters. When I heard that sea hunters signed up for various blind date activities, the group of beautiful aunts in red and green couldn't wait to sweep them out with broom bumps.

In the words of a matchmaker with the surname Mo, the contribution of all these sea hunters to Mingguang's fertility rate is not as much as half of the Bai Shibaye~

Yes, one white or half white is the common unit of measurement within the generating committee.

Be angry, huh!

A group of sea hunters looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and sad tears fell from the corners of their mouths.

This **** is so luscious.

The blazing gaze swept down three-way, and it was nothing like picking up clothes, I could peel off the skin!

And women are often very sensitive, this group of women...

Ok?

Is this the taste of respect? !

The dead ghost in my family looked at me, but whenever there was one-tenth of the strength of the heart-cutting force, my old lady would have to weigh at least three catties the next morning after drinking a bucket of water in the evening!

Just ask if you are moisturized?

Do you know what a woman is made of water?

—So the women's army in front of them is even happier!

As soon as I saw this group of women soldiers, Su Yourong, who was from the same big family, stopped cutting the potato shreds. My sister, aunt, and aunt called out a lot of energy, and the little hand waved Fang Qiu.

"Hurry up, Si Gouzi! Si Gouzi! Xiaoqing, stay away! Hairy ball? Niu Niu!"

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emmm...

In fact, this chapter has probably been written for a few days. I really didn’t even spare time to post it.

There is a feeling that a person is about to die alone in middle age.

Ugh...

It was also the funeral of an immediate family member, the ninth elder who died in three years.

All the relatives and elders in the family came back from other provinces and lived in my house...

Basically, they are entertaining and running with them.

Sorry everyone.