Doomsday Pavilion

Song Qingyun exhausted his energy to toss on a lot of frequently used but irrelevant topics. It is a pity that the speaker is not interested in listening to it, and Leng Han is not interested.

Instead, the frown became deeper and deeper, and his expression was rather impatient.

"Fuck it, if it goes on like this, it will collapse. Mom really wants to use tribulus terrestris for my life and can't take care of myself."

Song Qingyun smiled at Leng Han in a friendly and humble manner, and at the same time turned his face to the side of the cousin's army, and made a silent protest with half of his facial muscles and mouth shape.

"Cousins, help, help me!"

This kind of semi-awkward atmosphere is very fatal to blind dates, especially when the victim...er, the person has no relevant operating experience, so Song Qingyun's request for help is reasonable.

The cousins ​​have very rich eye contact,

"No, it will be over if this goes on."

"This girl is a high-level evolutionary, maybe... we are in the wrong direction. Does she herself like the kind of mighty, mighty, powerful man?"

"No, right, good girl is afraid of chasing her, Qingyun, change tactics, take the cold route, gogogo~"

"What a hero, it's more pleasing to use your original appearance."

Song Qingyun slapped his forehead, don't bully honest people, honest people are not all fools, mmp!

It is no longer reliable to expect cousins ​​at this time.

As the saying goes, one-third of the sky is doomed, seven points depend on hard work, and ninety points are left, so don't all depend on being handsome!

Song Qingyun thought of this, the facial muscles affect the strong pectoralis major and the iron-hard back deltoid.

"Stab!"

Two buttons on his chest flew, and a hole in the clothes behind him—he was a first-class shirt.

Tight muscle lines and bronzed skin appeared from the neckline, and his body was dignified.

This tactic is quite vulgar, but for some girls it is quite effective or even extremely deadly.

Song Qingyun was embarrassed to cover it twice.

"Ah, I'm really sorry, Miss Leng wait a minute, I'll change my clothes first."

Leng Han looked at Song Qingyun weirdly--up and down, left and right.

"You are not a woman, so you have to bring a change of clothes when you go out?"

The cousins ​​whispered to the ear canal,

"Oh, yes..."

"Wow, there's an expression."

"Sure enough, the operation of showing muscles is effective everywhere."

"The effect is good, Qingyun continue, Qingyun come on!"

Leng Han added faintly,

"Furthermore, there are no two or two together, and I can't see much...but I don't have my strength..."

Of course, the latter half of the sentence is also known to be unspeakable in the cold-han thinking loop.

Song Qingyun felt that she might have heard something wrong, and tried to squeeze a bright smiling face.

"Then...well...does Miss Leng have any hobbies on weekdays?"

Leng Han blinked,

"No hobbies, I only have tasks."

"Oh? Isn't Ms. Leng taking a job in a scientific research institute, she should be a part-time job, right?"

"I work in the Research Institute and the Garrison at the same time, with the rank of lieutenant general. The Second Bandit Brigade is a special force under my jurisdiction."

"..."

Song Qingyun stiffened her neck to face many cousins,

"Bandit II...Brigade...this name...how does it sound not very friendly and normal..."

If Lin Chou was here, he would definitely sigh, huh, there are still people who don't know that you will kill you three thousand?

Leng Han put down his tea cup,

"Is there anything else? If it's okay, I'll leave first. I have other tasks when I come to Hei Shen Hai."

Eh? ?

"Wait, girl cold, me..."

Leng Han raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically.

"You have something else?"

Song Qingyun really wanted to roar up to the sky: I have something! I really have something! Still a big deal!

"I..."

"Boom! Click!"

The explosion sound and the cracking sound almost sounded at the same time. Before Song Qingyun had time to say one, two, three, four, he and Leng Han had already become invisible and tangible more than half of the roof and two lifeboats.

House seemingly endless rain!

At this time, Song Qingyun’s psychological activities were converted into emoji without exaggeration. It must be like this——(╯｀□′)╯︵┻━┻

Song Qingyun struggled to hold back his anger, mixed with surprised, puzzled, confused, angry, and anxious eyes at the two lifeboats who were ten times more surprised, puzzled, puzzled, angry, and anxious than him.

Song Qingyun asked angrily and politely.

"Who are you?"

Several heads came out from the inside of the lifeboat, and they opened their mouths on the side of the boat and said,

"Oh...Oh..."

Cough, a more accurate adjective is-vomit when you open your mouth.

The people on the two boats vomited all kinds of meat and vegetables, and the warlock still held the other severed hand (that is, the anchor) to preside over the collective apparition ritual.

For a while,

"Cough cough, so you can vomit for a while, don't worry too much and thank me for saving everyone's lives."

Qin Wuyong stretched out four fingers and looked at the sky.

"I made a four. I don't want to take a boat anymore in my life. I'm seasick, Master Seasick Sorcerer!"

Shan Ye covered his mouth with one hand and pulled Qin Wuyong with the other.

"Shhh..."

"Why are you pulling me? Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?

Shan Ye pointed aside.

Well, Lin Chou, Leng Han, and Song Qingyun, who has an amazing face.

Lin Chou scratched his head,

"Huh, why are you here?"

Leng Han's expression was at a loss at this time, quite at a loss.

Almost just before Lin Chou’s questioning tone fell to the ground, Leng Zhongjiang did not hesitate at all or was too nervous to think and could only answer passively and quickly, she blurted out.

"Dad asked me to come on a blind date... ah no... yes... it's breaking the relationship..."

Lin Sorrow,

"???"

Shan Ye Qin Wuyong and Earl Leng who just rushed out of it covered their faces at the same time.

"Fuck?"

"It's over!!"

Song Qingyun looked at Lin Chou with bulging tendons and twisting his eyebrows.

"Who are you? Who are you guys... Wait, you know?!"

Qin Wuyong stabbed Huang Dashan,

"Blind date? The Leng family also engages in feudal superstition?"

Then frantically, he swept up and down Song Qingyun with very curious gossip eyes.

"This kid hasn't been scared away or hammered to death without any two or two flesh?"

"What did you say about Lieutenant General Leng's opening remarks?-Hello, I am Leng Tyrannosaurus... Oh no, I am Leng Han?!"

Huang Dashan slapped the cargo to the bottom of the bilge, "Ahem, this cargo is still dizzy, nonsense."

Lin Chou blinked, then blinked again.

He suddenly felt a very bad feeling, similar to the feeling when a roommate from the Qinshan Wushu school had just returned from training and wiped the sweat from his feet with socks that had not been washed for more than 60 days in the lower bunk.

Murmured, "Blind date?"

Count Leng wailed, and a bunch of machine guns popped up in his mouth.

"Linzi, don't get me wrong. This is the offspring of the old fellow of Prince Leng. At that time, the old fellow drank too much and ordered a baby kiss for the unborn girl at the wine table, but it was too early to count. The girl came to meet and told me that this is actually the case. It’s really nothing else. It’s really true. Don’t think too much, don’t think too much..."

"Oh..."

On such a serious occasion, Lin Chou almost didn't stretch out a laugh.

Qin Wuyong crawled out of the bilge and sighed in a low voice.

"Fuck, this evil smile--isn't it to be a grin?"

Bonsai lamented,

"This situation and situation reminds this guide of Mr. Jin's poems: the past is like a smoke, a smile will extinguish your grievances, the younger sister's adult wife, Green Hat stays in her heart."

Shan Ye pondered for a while,

"You mean Brother Tragedy? Wait, it doesn't seem to be what Mr. Jin wrote behind, right?"

Leng Hanji moved his lips, he was hesitant to speak, his eyes filled with hesitation.

Sikong only glanced at him.

"Unexpectedly, Lieutenant General Leng, the number one topic terminator in the base city, tsk tsk, it's pure and endless."

Shan Ye rolled his eyes,

"Fuck, it's going to explode when you look at it. Are you still in the mood to ponder this?"

"What to explode? Sit and sit down. The plot is needed. Watch it honestly! Eh, at this moment, this young man should have popcorn in his hand..."

A self-heating lunch box wrapped in tin foil is delivered to the basin guide,

"Shake it before eating, and wait for three minutes-do you want creamy or chocolate? The price is a thousand and a box!"

"This is ten thousand, give this son a luxurious version of doublechocolateandcream."

"Good! Guest officer, please wait a moment."

Lin Chou didn't explode, Song Qingyun exploded, it really exploded, and was ignored and exploded in place.

A majestic (or bells and whistles) metal armor spreads from nothingness to the whole body, every hideous spike and the inverted thorns at the joints are pulsating with electric light, and his voice is like a billowing in the clouds. As dull as the thunder, every word,

"I! Black Army Song Qingyun! I have never suffered today's humiliation!"

"You guys! Are looking for death!!"

Qin Wuyong shrank his neck,

"The third level is not as good as the dog, the fifth level is walking everywhere..."

The potted plant shook his head,

"Hey, mutant."

Huang Dashan,

"Master Wei is really wronged, the black army even has mutants, blind?"

Warlock,

"Ah, the pure material creature's anger threshold is so weird...but he looks very cute when he is angry, and his pectoralis major muscles jump and hop, so I really want to pinch...cough cough cough, don’t get me wrong. , Is to pinch his face..."

Hey, who cares about this.

Sagong shook the popcorn box clatteringly,

"Song Qingshu? Hey, Brother Xiong, you went to the wrong set, right? You and Brother Linghu are not in the same script, hello!"

"I'm called Song Qingyun! Not Song Qingshu!"

Song Qingyun's expression was about to lose control, her veins violent,

"You...find death..."

Song Zhiyuan yelled, "Qingyun stop."

late!

"boom"

The turbulent source light blew away the most vulnerable people in the field-Song Qingyun's cousins ​​babbled.

Lin Chou's doubtful voice came from the collapsed ruins,

"Brother with big breasts, I'm not excited, what are you going to do?"

"I have never seen such a brazen person! Look at the knife!"

"Fuck, you're too much, you're jumping again, I'll beat you again, let me tell you!"

"I bother..."

"boom!"

...

Fifteen minutes later, in the ruins.

"Brother Leng, this is..."

Earl Leng scratched his head in an awkward manner, and pulled Song Zhiyuan into a quack.

"...Here, that's what you see."

Song Zhiyuan's face is green, no, the whole person is green.

"Leng, brother Leng, you, are you too... trifling?"

Earl Leng spread his hands,

"The old man must say that this is a little more formal, and a more sincere attitude to express our Leng family's apologies."

"..."

Over there, Leng Han lowered his head and paddled his feet, and asked hesitantly.

"Aren't you angry?"

Lin Chou raised his eyebrows,

"Why should I be angry? Should I be angry..."

Leng Han's face turned pale.

Then, the pupils dilated and glared.

A layer of white frost spread to the entire island at an extremely fast speed.

Countless burly female warriors who even jumped on Shan Ye's eyelids for a whole day appeared one after another and surrounded the crowd. That posture is not an exaggeration to say that they want to burn books and confess Confucianism. They can cut people into three directly with their eyes. One hundred and sixty yuan.

Women's minds change so fast!

Lin Chou's face stiffened,

"Considering your...cough cough..."

Leng Han's eyebrows,

"My what?"

Lin Chou kicked and opened his hands to look around with an expression that you understand.

Before he could speak, the others nodded frantically at Leng Tyrannosaurus.

"exactly."

"Lin Chou is right."

"That's exactly the truth."

Well, the guys who watched the lively for a long time are surprisingly unanimous, and they agree to a tacit degree.

With your glorious history of Cold Tyrannosaurus, a blind date?

Huh, stop making trouble...

Leng Han was flabbergasted for a while, then as if thinking of something, he hummed softly, his face instantly flushed and hot.

"Just you talk a lot!"

Xinshou gave Lin Chou a punch and ran away quickly.

Only Sikong looked alive,

"Fuck, what happened just now? This is too unspeakable. Anyway, consider the feelings of the onlookers who don't know the truth and the students who don't have a perfect reading comprehension. Hey! Lin Chou, what do you mean? Explain to me..."

Shan Ye very regrettably patted Sikong on the shoulder.

"You are too young."

"???"

"Let's put it this way, if this doesn't happen today, I told you I ran into Leng Tyrannosaurus and went on a blind date, what do you think?"

"I want a fart, it's impossible!"

"What if it's true?"

Sikong thought about it very seriously.

"Even if you go with an explosion-proof shield, this son thinks that the blind date must not survive a meal."

"This will end..."

The potted plant ignorantly said,

"But... it doesn't matter whether Brother Chou is angry or not. According to the romantic drama, Brother Chou should not want to cry and rob the ground and kill people with anger and blood..."

"What a mess,"

Shan Ye spread his hands,

"Then Linzi, say it yourself..."

Lin Chou scratched his head and smiled happily, with a rather wretched expression.

"I mean to wipe you."

"Hammer is like a girl."

"I know!"

After Qin Wuyong looked around to make sure that there was no Leng Han figure,

"Have you forgotten Lieutenant General Leng's unique secret-Family Planning Feet?"

"Since then, I have always felt that Leng Han followed a male organism to say a few more words for family planning and for the people, of course, the main thing is family planning-tell me I am not alone. "

"..."

"+1"

"Upstairs."

"It's really fucking, it's a bit crooked."

Everyone went to the shore, Song Zhiyuan only then remembered that his son seemed to have never appeared.

"Son? Qingyun? Where did you go?"

Song Qingyun limped out of the ruins, baring his teeth while walking.

"His...it hurts... Dad... I seem to be a little bit awkward... the one who beat me just now... really is the first order?"

Song Zhiyuan patted his son on the shoulder,

"Little bunny, you did a good job this time. Did your mother teach you the plot of the painful crying and killing people? Hey, my daughter-in-law is so **** talented... Leng's family can be regarded as owed. Our house is once again, hahaha... By the way, when you look back, just as I said, you pack up and go to the Mingguang garrison for a few years before you come back. I will talk to Mingguang, remember to look for more if you have nothing to do. Lord Leng, chatting, drinking tea or something, it’s best to go three times a day!"

Eh? ?

Song Qingyun groaned,

"Dad... shouldn't you care about your son's injury... No, I don't seem to be surprised at all... or angry! On the contrary, you seem to be happy. ..."

Song Zhiyuan didn't even plan to pay attention to him at all, and walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back.

He was still holding half of a sheet of paper in his palm, and it was written in teeny lower letters,

"My son Zhiyuan, the relationship between Leng Han and Lin Chou was confirmed to be true. The information provider Xu Wenqiang's son Xu Yin... acted according to the plan. No matter what the result, the Leng family would naturally be at a loss. After a hundred years, Prince Leng will definitely treat me. On the one hand, don't forget, don't let Yun'er know any news, you can only fail, you can't succeed!"

Life is like a play. It depends on acting. The one who plays the best is naturally the one that takes the script seriously.

Although there are gaps and small surprises between the script and reality-who would have expected it to get twice the result with half the effort.

Song Zhiyuan's little abacus crackled and crackled, and his heart was full of accomplishment.

Hey, he doesn't know how much his Song family can tolerate?

Wanting to hook up on the way of Prince Leng, who is numbered in the Black Army, Prince Leng disagrees and put aside for the time being, when everyone else is deaf and blind.

It’s just Qingyun, my son, I’ve suffered for you...

a ha ha ha!