Doomsday Pavilion

Shen Daru couldn't think that he was over fifty old firewood, and he had to be dug out and burned again.

Life has been so difficult, why bother to dismantle each other?

Shen Daru's face was full of embarrassment, sorting out the words,

"Shen is not talented, but you can appreciate it, Mingguang gave me the nickname "Teacher Dunru". It is a great honor to be invited to Yanhui Mountain today..."

Huang Dashan felt that his teeth were going to be sore.

"I said, hey, the one who is literate, just talk about you, the kind that can say no business, the kind that goes directly to the subject, the kind that fists to the flesh!!"

Shen Daru gritted his teeth secretly, the muscles on his face trembling slightly.

"A person who is a teacher, lead by example, Shen is single by his ability...Bah...Shen is saying that although I am single, I still serve as your'emotional helper' and teach you some basic love skills and love. Conceptual ability and knowledge reserve."

A word was silent.

Huang Dashan groaned for half a second, sadly stretched his face that was about to laugh into popcorn, stepped forward and patted Shen Daru's shoulder seriously.

"It's indeed a person who is only capable of doing things, Shan Ye covers you, this teacher is none other than you!"

Shen Dal's style of painting as a teacher is a bit hideous: "..."

Shan Ye scratched the back of his head,

"Speaking of that'emotional booster', it sounds very mysterious, it's a **** horse Dongdong after all..."

(Go away, Xidong is going east!)

Shen Daru disregarded Prince Huang very rudely, but stared at Lin Chou and Sikong with sincere and gentle eyes.

Lin Chou let out a cry, and suddenly felt bad.

"What the **** are you looking at me?! The surname is Si, what did you make of this?"

Sikong looked gloomy,

"Lin Zi, are you all friends? Do you remember that we discussed more than once that you might need to lose av...consolation...Uh, help. Isn't it reasonable to say that people with low IQs have high EQs? It turns out that it's not absolute..."

Lin Chou: excuseme? ?

Sikong skipped the complaint,

"Ahem, especially when your love partner is Tyrannosaurus cold, a humanoid road roller whose danger level should be marked as'hysterical, heartbroken cherry red', everyone agrees that some necessary and basic love + getting along skills can definitely be achieved. Something that saves you when it’s more necessary is the kind that can really save your life! So that everyone may lose friends at any time, the quality of Mingguang’s medicated food quickly declines and returns to its original form."

"So! Dangdangdang~Your love mentor and even life mentor, Shen Daru, Shen Shi, who can set a prairie fire by a single spark, appeared."

——"Speaking people! Less than twenty words!"

Sikong, "Ah, I was accidentally discovered by Sister Qing Yu when we were discussing how your routine is more interesting."

Lin Chou sneered,

"I..."

Sikong glanced at Lin Chou and said,

"The sack of the ball, you can think carefully before you speak-if you reject Shen Daru, then your next ‘teacher’ will be the deity of Sister Qingyu."

"!!!"

Lin Sorrow's face didn't change his way,

"Then let's discuss the course arrangement now. Should we focus on theory or practice?"

(Whoever is tired of riding a horse with his head on his neck and wants to go out for a walk by himself, is it true that ghosts dare to give you practical lessons!)

Shen Daru quickly said,

"Theory-based, of course, the theory-based."

Lin sorrowfully nodded without a smile, and squeezed a few words from his teeth.

"The surname Si, I think we can discuss life and ideals after class. For example, I, my greatest ideal is the beauty of adulthood-I know your ideal is to be a knight who kills a person in ten steps and never stays for a thousand miles. , Man! How can this little bit be enough? A man’s journey must be the stars and the sea! I think it’s good for you to conquer the stars and the sea while being chivalrous...I am very happy to shovel you up with your convenience, before you go up. You can also ask Master Warlock to add a positive buff to you."

Huang Dashan grinned and looked ambiguous.

"Is my little brother going to heaven?"

Sikong: "..."

Lin Chou frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

"and many more..."

"Before, your kid even used the title of teacher. Just now Shen... ahem, Master Shen was talking about you, who are these ‘men’? Hey, could it be that our lovely Lord Sagong failed?"

Sikong: "..."

Lin Chou smiled.

"Come, come, my instinct tells me there must be an incredible story, Master Sagong, please start your performance."

Sikong's face blushed to the root of his neck, and Ai Ai said in anticipation,

"Uh...that... can I choose not to say it?"

Lin Chou had two more pans in his hands,

"He has a seven-and-a-half-library master Sikong, this handsome has a very simple literary question for you to consult, come here and you put your head over to observe carefully, I have a cast iron pot built in 176 and another One I’ve been using for a long time and I’ve been uncertain about the age-how long does it take for me to use the 176-year-old pan to complete a real face model of "Sagong"?"

%￥#%￥......

Huang Dashan raised his hand, bald baby quail-shaped. jpg.

He spoke quickly without a pause before Sikong reacted.

"When Sikong and Bai Suren broke their shoes, they were caught and raped by his old son Sikong Yu. His old son beats a mandarin duck. Sister Qingyu who decided to forcibly break his son into a straight line just knows that Sikong will use all kinds of'routines' to brush you up. I confiscated all the tools of the crime, including the USB flash drive that I almost collected all the numbers. It's crazy..."

From the time Huang Dashan was bald and finished his first sentence, Sikong knew that his personal settings were completely destroyed, and Huang Dashan took the opportunity to breathe back.

"Sister Qingyu and Sagong and his father thought about doing the firewood and the fire, and they hit it off, so ojbk, they want to take care of this thing by themselves~"

Such explosive news is also frantic.

Song Qingyun's crab with no legs tilted, and the yellow and thick honey-like crab paste was sprinkled on his thighs without knowing it.

Chen Qingyu took a deep breath and knelt on the spot—wonderful, the name of Mingguang's first wrench is destined to raise the black sea far away in my mouth, Chen Qingyu!

Hu Yale squinted her eyes, holding her hands on her chest,

"Well...Sigong Young Master and Bai Bai... so proclaimed... so romantic... so generous..."

Lin Sorrow's expressionless face,

"Hey, I've seen you two wrong a long time ago, I can't think of...you guys really want to'get through'..."

Then, with a thumbs up, the voice suddenly became louder.

"I have to say that I did a good job! As a friend, I have to support you. You can rest assured that I will study these love and other lessons well-not for anything else, just to pass the cheat sheet to you during the exam, it is proper !"

Sikong: Huh? This guy didn't directly explode and pull everyone together?