Doomsday Pavilion

Chapter 494: Special Singles Day (Part 2)

On the top of Luan Mountain, the magnificent golden temple stands on it, and Queen Yeluan gently waved her hand and looked down at the people under her feet. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

"Since I took up this position, there has never been such a happy event."

"First, my prince and your daughter, the joy of adulthood today."

"Second."

Yeluan paused, pointing lightly with her bare hand.

"Under the witness of Luan Mountain and Misty...Come on, my left bank, my only left bank prince, my man, named Huang Dashan."

"Wow!"

The roaring noise finally converged into unison shouts like landslides,

"The Prince of the Left Bank! The Prince of the Left Bank! The Prince of the Left Bank!"

With the support of the two maids, Huang Dashan and Ye Luan stood on the high platform of the Golden Temple to be baptized by the eyes of everyone.

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the face must not be lost.

Shan Ye kept a humble smile, squeezing out a few words from the corner of his mouth.

"Yeluan, I must kill you!!"

Yeluan stepped forward and took Huang Dashan's arm,

"The old saying goes: the winner is the king, the loser is the concubine!"

"My man, if he doesn't have the courage to face failure, he will lie obediently under Yeluan's skirt, and Yeluan will protect you from the wind and rain."

Master Shan's face was trembling,

"The **** loser is a concubine. If you and the black-skinned ghost were not for the sneak attack on Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu would let you kick and kick you."

"Oh? Yeluan's memory is a bit confused...Who is attacking?"

Huang Dashan's face blushed, and he continued to gnash his teeth.

"The black-skinned ghost hides his own self. In the first few fights, he didn't try his best at all."

Yeluan Road,

"I am in your hands other day, and you are in my hands today, do you still refuse to admit it?"

Shan Ye said,

"what do you want?"

With a reserved smile on his face, Ye Luan waved to the people who were whistling the tsunami down the mountain, and moved his lips slightly.

"I don't want to, but what you want."

The old mother’s medicine made it difficult for Shan Ye to stand, and he was crumbling, and he couldn’t help but clenched Yeluan’s arm tightly.

"I..."

Ye Luan suddenly faced Lord Shan,

"Mingguang, are there any people and things worthy of your nostalgia?"

"Of course... my friends, relatives, wife, everything is in Mingguang!"

Her eyes are as deep as the night sky, and scorching like the sun.

She pointed to the sea of people under the mountain, her eyes arrogant and aggressive,

"They are mine!"

"I'm yours!"

"not enough?!"

The Lord Shan choked, his eyes frozen like a dead fish.

"Follow me!"

Yeluan flicked his sleeve robe, and the bird lowered his head humbly in front of this woman, allowing Yeluan and Huang Dashan to walk from their necks to their backs to stand firm.

"Huh!"

The bird ran in stride, and went straight down the top of the mountain along the unwarranted steps in the void.

Across the splendid metal city, a red carpet spread straight from the gate to the end of the road.

It was a knife-like cliff, and beneath the cliff was an endless blue ocean, with turbid waves overwhelming the sky.

Thirty-six rows of handsome young men dressed in red and green were kneeling neatly on the edge of the cliff. His complexion was as white as snow, and his mouth was dripping with blood.

Seeing Ye Luan coming, they were both miserable and terrified, screaming "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhqh

"boom."

Anyone who screamed was hit hard by the warrior who was staring at him, and he collapsed to the ground and was lifted up to kneel again.

The female soldiers bent over and stroked their chests, bowed in unison,

"My King."

Shan Ye snorted coldly.

"Kill a chicken and show it to the monkey? I don't eat this set. Believe it or not I have killed more people than you have ever seen?"

Ye Luan looked at Huang Dashan faintly,

"Am I so superficial in your heart?"

"Then what do you mean? All of them are delicate, delicate and weak. Tsk, aren't these all the little white faces you raised? Your taste is very refreshing."

Ye Luan immediately turned pale and waved.

"kill!"

The female warriors received the order, lifted their broadswords expressionlessly, and cut them down.

A cavity of blood spurted up suddenly, the headless body fell to the ground, and the damp sea breeze engulfed the sticky **** breath to make people sick.

Lord Shan did not change his face,

"Hey, your heart is cruel enough, you're done, don't you let the brothers take a bite of soup."

"Hey, let's talk about it. I just watched it. None of those people below have a handle. You are in short supply of men. Don't you feel bad if you kill it like this?"

Ye Luan was very angry and shouted,

"you!!"

"What's wrong with Lao Tzu?"

She suddenly smiled gently.

"Man, you are very naughty, but the more you are, the tighter the old lady likes it."

"Fuck, you are not cheap, I..."

Yeluan’s slender jade hand touched Huang Dashan’s lips,

"Hush ~ gentle words, when left to the wedding, to say no later."

"Grass! Which one is gentle with you, why the **** doesn't understand it! Are you sick?!"

Ye Luan looked back and smiled, and the brows were as warm as jade and so on.

"If I am really sick, you are my medicine."

"..."

I am you mmp!

At this time, the crowd that followed Yeluan in the city came to the edge of the cliff, and the women standing in the front were holding pieces of clothes woven with gold threads in their hands, golden light.

Their eyes were expectant and excited, looking eagerly at the cliff.

At this time, the female soldiers had thrown all their bodies into the sea, blood-staining the waves.

In less than ten minutes, a group of little girls about ten years old climbed up from the cliff.

There were people with gray heads and faces that were injured, standing there bloody, neither crying nor making trouble.

The Lord Shan was tired and distressed. That's it. If it were in Mingguang, I would chop up all of you adults who watched the excitement and feed it to the dogs.

"Qua Chi Chi Chi"

The first croissant to climb up ran over on the plasma and threw himself into Yeluan’s arms.

"Mother! I am the first one!"

Ye Luan held the little girl in her arms,

"Nin and nun be good, nun and nun are the best."

The old mother stood up again, gathered a group of little girls behind her, and said loudly,

"Today, November 11th, is the festival of Luanshan women-Girl's Day, and it is also the day when your daughters are thirteen-year-old adults, and it is my king..."

"Wait..."

Shan Ye stabbed Yeluan,

"What is Girls' Day?"

"November 11th, isn't it Singles' Day?"

Ye Luan frowned,

"What are you talking about? November 11 is the Girl's Day handed down in ancient times. It is a festival for our women and the day when Luanshan women come of age."

Shan Ye was speechless again, thinking hard and meditating, and finally his eyes lit up.

"Fuck me, I know."

"what?"

"You didn't even have a bastard's Singles' Day, of course it became Girls' Day, hahahahaha~!"

"..."

"rogue!"

The old mother said,

"After climbing the Withered Bone Cliff, you are the soldiers of Luan Mountain. Today, you are all grown-ups."

"Yeah~!"

The old mother smiled and said,

"Parents, come here, give our little heroes, little warriors, dress!"

Ye Luan also took off a robe from the bird and put it on her horn braid.