Doomsday Pavilion

Zhuge's family is regarded as a first-line family in Mingguang, and it can be regarded as a magnificent life.

However, his family lineages rarely appear in the sight of ordinary evolvers. There are almost no hunters, and they do not enter the garrison. The research institute and Zhuge's family do not seem to be close to each other. On the contrary, there are some idle officials on the committee.

This is a very strange choice, because the unemployed positions of the committees generally choose ordinary people in the big family and tribesmen to serve, which not only guarantees the rights of some people, but also does not generate too much discourse power.

If you have to say what Zhuge's family is good at, then it is estimated that only the same thing will come out, the essence of magic plant and...the birth of a baby.

Zhuge's family held a large mountain area in the south of the city, planted some magic plants from Tier 1 to Tier 2, and sold some diluted magic plant essences to hunters.

The ability to do business is neither outstanding nor mediocre.

The most striking thing seems to be the fertility of his direct lineages, all of whom are twins and multiple births.

The sour water in the stomach that other big families can see, too special can give birth.

In short, this is a very, very low-key family, but its strength is quite not to be underestimated.

Everyone seems to think that Zhuge's family will send a bunch of people, first furious, then...

Uh, but, Zhuge's family didn't even show up even one of the heads of the family who could get it right. Only a few elders from the direct line came over, with a calm expression on it.

On the contrary, it was from the Zhao family. The sick second uncle of Zhao Ziyu sat on a chair with no expression on his face, and there was no one within 30 meters beside him, and the air was terrifyingly cold.

Wei Jia came with a bunch of masters who were at least Tier 3, and the stars gathered around Wei Qingyu and Wei Tianxing.

The blast furnace put down the radio and gave a dry laugh.

"The person will be here soon, everyone, wait, this person has very special abilities, and it can definitely be..."

Wei Qingyu interrupted Blast Furnace, standing beside Leng Han's golden statue with a curvy body, gently stroking Leng Han's face.

"Heh, sister Leng, sister is here, this little face is tender, it is still so slippery after it turns into gold, well, such a big pile of gold, if the little brother marries you, I am afraid that you will have to spend a lot of dowry. , Giggle, the little iron **** is probably going to **** his underwear, crying distressedly~!"

Wei Qingyu's voice is very charming, it seems that there is fire-like heat in it, but few men dared to take a look-Miss Wei, who can match the Leng Han sisters, is not as amiable as the surface.

At the very least, the caring person has seen it sneakily. The tone of the eldest lady's speech seems to be rippling with a smile, but there is still no expression on her face, her eyes are like a deep spring.

Beside her, there was another girl with tears in her eyes, Su Zhaorong who came after hearing the news.

The girl had already cried so much that the heart and liver of Blast Furnace were trembling.

The blast furnace masters, regardless of their ferocious looks, they can always throw the ignorant apprentices into the stove and bake them.

But he likes little girls surprisingly, and likes the kind that almost half of the little girls in the base city have given candy.

As a result, it often happens that a group of little girls as young as three years old and as old as seventeen or eighteen rush to the high teacher to eat marshmallows and go shopping to buy flowered skirts when the high school is busy building an important weapon.

When the Blast Furnace couldn't help but want to come up with its assassin, and had already instructed the Blast Furnace to get the expensive "wave board candy" with patterns like mosquito coils.

The person he had been waiting for finally came.

A man's figure appeared under the hillside, unusually tall and strong, wearing a coat of Tier 4 mammoth hide that ordinary hunters had never seen before.

"Little silent, coming, just waiting for you!"

Blast Furnace is very enthusiastic, and people wonder if Blast Furnace, which has always been only interested in Little Lolita, has produced any strange illusions.

"Yep."

The wanderer threw away the hides on his body, breathing heavily like an angry beast,

"Which weapon should be used to quench blood, living sacrifice or death sacrifice?"

The blast furnace scratched his head, "Well, it's not for blood quenching this time, but for you to save a girl."

"Save people? I won't save people." Wandering Demon said, turning around to leave.

The Blast Furnace pulled him back, "Wait, wait, there's another cutie who is coming over right away."

Uncle Zhao suddenly stood up, and the chair under his **** was broken into pieces. "When will I wait, I can't wait to tear up these **** and stew the soup."

Zhao Ershu glanced with scarlet eyes for a week, "The few miscellaneous hairs here are not enough, but the ones in Chengnan Zhuangzi are enough."

A hunter knows that the Zhao family and Leng Jiahao wear a pair of trousers, and everyone knows that none of the Zhao family has a slightly normal temperament.

But no one would have thought that the Zhao family would be so violent, and they would have to empty the "stock" of a family.

Chengnan Zhuangzi naturally refers to the old residence of the Zhuge family, and almost all the direct descendants of the Zhuge family live there.

The Zhuge family and the third elder Zhuge were silent, and silence was the wisest choice.

Facing the Zhao family, they couldn't argue at all at this moment. The sum of all the Zhuge present was not enough for the sickly Zhao Ershu.

"Don't worry, wait a minute, after the cold girl is all right, let's discuss another thing." Wei Tianxing said with a smile.

Uncle Zhao snorted, "Ziyu, are you better yet?"

"..."

Uncle Zhao glanced around, "Where is Ziyuren?"

At the periphery of the crowd, the green eyes with blue noses and swollen faces muffled and shouted,

"Young Master Zhao drove away in Lieutenant General Leng's car for a while."

"Naughty!"

Uncle Zhao couldn't hold back his expression anymore, showing a wry smile.

His **** hurts all over his body, this little bastard, ran away again?

......

"boom!"

The large gate of the outer city suddenly opened, and hundreds of city guards watched helplessly as the visually impactful wilderness chariot lifted up a billowing gray dragon and disappeared into the night.

Cold Tyrannosaurus car, even after eating the bear heart and leopard gall filled with explosives, no one dared to stop without opening his eyes.

......

"Brother Chou! My cousin was killed! Goku, let Gokunkun to me, Xiaoye wants to kill!"

Lin Chou was sleeping on the bed, Zhengxiang, the huge off-road vehicle horn sounded under his feet, almost knocking him under the bed.

After getting up with a sad look, he suddenly shuddered when he heard such words.

"Leng Han? What did you say to her?!"

Zhao Ziyu's delicate face crooked, and he cried.

"My cousin, was killed by a little bunny!! I can't beat those people, oh oh oh..."

Lin Chou shuddered, kill, kill?

"what happened?"

And then yelled again,

"Go!"

"Hairball!"

Zhao Ziyu rubbed his nose and tears with his sleeves, "Brother Sorrow, I'll talk in the car."

Lin Chou dragged out the little sheep,

"Get on this, yours is too slow."