Doomsday Pavilion

Sikong Yu waved his hand to let the housekeeper go down, got up and walked to the bedroom window.

During the years of illness, Sikong's villa was filled with the strong smell of medicine and disinfectant.

The scenery outside the window is just right, the green water rockery waterfall and flowers can be taken into your eyes.

Sikong Yu's eyebrows drooped, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Kay."

The sandalwood window frame exuding an elegant fragrance was snapped off by him, and there was a soft sound.

"Heh, what, just come at me, if you dare to move Sikong..."

...

When Sikong arrived at the small hall, he regretted it a little. He was so impatient, why on earth?

What is Lin Chou's awakening bloodline?

Putting it on another evolutionary body, it would be considered a big advantage to draw him to cover his eyes.

When encountering arrogant and unreasonable people, there is a possibility of being directly silenced.

"En? Sikong is here, why didn't you come in...your duck didn't come?"

Sikong was speechless, "Can you be guilty? How much grudge you are, Quack is so cute, how can you treat Quack like this."

MMP Lao Tzu, is that a grudge? is it!

"...Something to eat."

"I'm not here to eat today... Forget it, just come."

Lin Chou's resentment disappeared instantly, "Well, next time you bring that dead duck, I can allow it to stand outside the fence and wait for you."

"..."

As usual, he picked the most expensive one. At any rate, Lin Chou was still conscientious. He only provided Sikong with a pot of Dragon Tiger Dou and Haishi Cauliflower Coconut Milk Jelly, um, salt-baked chicken and so on. Sikong must not be able to eat so much. Right.

The dragon and tiger fight that was made last time has been kept in the black technology thermostat, and when it was taken out, it was still steaming and fragrant, and time did not leave any trace on its body.

Si Kong absentmindedly fiddled with the dishes in the bowl, and said, "Lin Chou, what is the effect of the out-of-spirit feeling like Haishi cauliflower milk jelly?"

"Well, the state of being into the microcosm is good for realizing the original power."

"Gone?"

Lin Chou smiled, "What do you want to know?"

"That's..." Sikong Balabala said again about the weird thing during the test today, and said affirmatively, "I have to think about it, the problem must be with you."

This...

Lin Chou's eyes lit up, "Remember the red crocodile palm you and Bai Suren had eaten?"

"Remember, of course..."

"The meat of the half crocodile dragon has the effect of increasing longevity and consolidating the foundation. Yes, it should be this."

"Impossible, let alone half crocodile dragon, even the real crocodile dragon meat I have eaten, it has no effect on my disease at all."

Lin Shou's face didn't blush,

"That's because the cook, not me."

"..."

Sikong asked, "Then how long will my state last? If there is a three to five hundred years...tsk..."

Lin Chou rolled his eyes, "The beauty you want!"

Lin Chou didn't know what the answer was, because the red crocodile palm was not included in the menu at all.

He had no way of estimating such illusory things as consolidating one's foundation and increasing longevity.

Sikong drank the soup and said, "Well? This soup is another new dish I can eat? It's not bad, it tastes great, what's its name?"

"Dragon and tiger fight."

Sikong looked at Lin Chou suspiciously, and swept the corner of his eyes to the text on the small blackboard, "Hey, the effect of this soup is amazing, well, the price is a bit low."

Lin Chou felt that the two of them were living in different dimensions, and their worldviews were really different.

The two were chatting, Shan Ye greeted a group of younger brothers, each of whom was carrying a huge parcel box on his shoulder, and walked in.

"Put it there, put it there, put it all in the kitchen."

Lin Chou was stunned, "Master Shan, what is this?"

Huang Dashan laughed loudly, "Beer, brother Lin, don't you like to drink cold beer the most? I brought you 20,000 cases from the base city specially."

"..."

This is not right. Huang Dashan is even more picky than this handsome, and he can do such a good thing if he doesn't even let go of the cremator grate number.

There is a conspiracy, there is absolutely a conspiracy!

Shan Ye moved closer and whispered mysteriously, "Brother Lin, let me tell you..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Lin Chou sneezed frantically, "What smells like you?"

Shan Ye picked up his neckline and smelled it himself. He was extremely proud, "Manly!"

"..."

Sikong coughed twice, "Is there a man with the smell of jasmine?"

Shan Ye has a strange expression, "Little baby, you don't understand, this is the real masculinity! ... I tell you, after eating dragons and tigers, after I went back from you last night, my whole body was as hot as The fire burned, and a powerful force condensed three inches below the navel..."

Wait, three inches below the navel?

"Hahaha, four hours of intestinal wars, guns pick the mother-in-law in the family, let her beg, Shan Ye, I'm full of power and power..."

"So your illness is saved?"

Lin Sorrows a pot of cold water.

Well, sure enough, the effect of Dragon Tiger Fight is more than that.

"GR's black heart system!"

"Please host the civilized words, otherwise the irregular words that call in your mind or talk directly with this system will be directly replaced by the word beep."

"Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep!"

"..."

Drop, "Friendly reminder, in addition to the special effects of the fourth-order rare dishes, Dragon Tiger Fighting can produce extremely small effects of aphrodisiac, vitality, eyesight and body balance. The effect is too weak and will not be explained. ."

You are really arrogant!

"Beep Beep Beep system, Beep Beep Beep...Beep Beep, the dirt is gone!"

"Stupid lower primate."

...

Shan Ye's face was green with Lin Sorrow, and he turned and walked out.

"It's all **** to carry the beer out to Lao Tzu. If you make a mistake, move it away, and move it all away. Don't leave a bottle for this kid!"

"Look at your grandma, it's all **** faster."

"..."

Shan Ye walked and walked, did not take three steps in total, and then turned around and said,

"Brother Lin, hehe, how do you know that I am not really leaving?"

Lin Chou loves to answer, "Just you, iron cock, think I know with your toes, these wines will definitely not be given to me."

I'm an iron cock? Lao Tzu is an iron cock, your kid is a sea blue stone cock?

"Go ahead, what's going on?"

Shan Ye scratched his head, "Hey, boy boy, he is getting married. Let's discuss it and decide that the wedding will be held with you, Brother Lin. I don't want to take this opportunity..."

"Take the opportunity to make a fortune, right?"

Shan Ye stretched out two fingers, "You are two and I am eight."

"Five Five."

"Three Seven."

"Four six."

"Deal."

Sikong's eyes widened, feeling that his dream of a wild knight had been completely broken.

Didn't it mean that the good wilderness hunters are all strong and powerful, eliminating living corpses, cutting strange beasts, exorcising demons and planting meritorious deeds?

When you are a chivalrous man, you drink a big bowl of wine and eat a big piece of meat, is it very chic?

Why can my son always smell the strong copper smell?