Doomsday Pavilion

Huang Dashan is still coquettish as always, winking his eyes,

"Uncle Niu, are your internal cuts neatly cut?"

Niu Lanshan stared,

"When I was in that portal, I didn't even react to the'swish' and it was gone. I didn't even feel the pain. Can you say it can be untidy... Eh, eh, what do you mean by that? I always feel that you are holding back what is bad..."

Huang Dashan said with a smile,

"It's good to be tidy, it's good to be tidy, the whole family is to be neat."

"!"

Niu Lanshan twitched an old face, feeling that he had grasped the point.

"I just lost one leg, not two!"

Shan Ye patted Uncle Niu meaningfully,

"As a human being, the most important thing is to be honest, to speak with facts, but I only see one leg now."

A healthy man has three legs. This is a law, as we all know.

Niu Lanshan: I can go to Nima and get a big watermelon!

"Come and come, let your half-fake waist see and see the optimism of your uncle Niu, Sun thief, protect your eyes, don't blame the old man for not reminding you, flash blind and take care of the medical expenses! "

Shan Ye is afraid that the world will not be chaotic: "Come on, come on, you have the supernatural power and I have the dragon slaying technique, today it will be longer and shorter (????)... uh... try the depth of your father's Taoism (? ??)...Uh..."

At this moment, Uncle Niu really hesitated.

What's so special, it is indeed the last word for the big guy to take it out.

But both "one longer and shorter" or "try the depth" sound suspicious!

My heart is fluffy.

When contacted with Mr. Huang's extremely low “water level” of Yanghuo, Niu Lanshan couldn't stop panicking.

"Knock, lonely yin is hard to grow, lonely yang is not long, this bald head will not... things must be reversed..."

Mr. Niu likes to do some calculations before doing anything, and look for anger. After all, he is in his line of business. This problem cannot be corrected, and he firmly believes that the so-called "Xuan can change life, Krypton can save the wrong."

Or if we haven't tested it for a few days, why did our old man lose a leg?

All in all, it seems that our ancestors did not teach us the suspicious skills of being able to distinguish between male and female psychologically by looking at the breath...

I saw Huang Dashan carrying a belt in one hand, with a smirk on his face.

"Come on, come on~"

Don't doubt, don't doubt, no matter whether Prince Huang is psychologically female or male, he is really capable of doing this!

No one can match Mingguang's face. Anyone who knows Huang Dashan dares to swear by the inverted mold of Su Yourong's collection of tons of pan.

Niu Lanshan:

"Old man... I am ashamed to wait for you! It's unsightly!"

Huang Dashan continued,

"Yes, yes, how can you say that the evolutionary thing is counseling, just from the heart~"

Mr. Niu was almost offended by asthma.

This tortoise grandson is simply poisonous.

Huang Dashan hummed and sat on the chair, twisting his neck and butt.

He consciously pulled back a round, it was a smug.

(Hey, immortal, dare to insult the big waist of your Shan Ye!)

Huang Dashan rubbed his nose,

"Mother, but what's wrong with my nose? Is it malfunctioning?"

Huang Dashan sniffed around like a giant bald dog, sniffing everywhere,

"Hahhhhhh~ ah, let me go, I really can't smell anything."

Until Wu Ke, who entered the room, rummaged through him to find and found out a half-dried Naxiang red bean fruit core from his pocket. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Wu Ke pinched the pit similar to the peach pit and said,

"I didn't know that Naxiang Red Bean has the effect of absorbing incense, and it still looks like a fuss, Lord Shan, did you mix with Si Gouzi all your days on Yanhui Mountain?"

Huang Dashan is always embarrassed.

"Ciao, what the hell! Who put it in my pocket... eh, it seems that I ate it myself... There is a big tooth mark on it..."

Wu Ke stretched out his hand to support the spectacles he didn't know when he got it, just like those teenagers frantically looking for the weird light reflected by the lenses.

"Cut~"

He said inexplicably,

"Today, just today, my instinct tells me that Brother Chou has new dishes today!"

Huang Dashan clicked his eyes,

"I'm going? How did you know? You really got you kidnapped..."

Wu Ke's tone was very firm.

"Intuition, man's intuition!"

The eyes of Lord Shan and Uncle Niu met on Wu Ke, and the unprecedented pressure seemed to interweave sparkling sparks.

Wu Ke's iron bones are calm and not afraid--

The level of coercion of the evolver is something that ordinary people can't feel at all.

In Wu Ke's eyes, these two bigwigs didn't even have a scientific research institute, Mr. Hu, standing in front of him was very toxic, ah, and under pressure.

Huang Dashan sneered and took out a **** ball with a weird taste from his pocket. He lifted Wu Ke up with one hand, and broke his chin by the way.

"Smell, this smell, is there a smell that seems familiar?"

Wu Ke's eyes widened suddenly, and he struggled frantically.

"Fuck, Lord Shan, I was wrong, Lord Shan, I was wrong...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Huang Dashan gave a look,

"Oh? Man's instinct, howl~"

Wu Ke said without even a punctuation mark,

"What a man’s intuition? A man has no intuition at all. Hehehehe. I just saw Brother Chou killing the cow. Based on my months of experience, I think it’s very possible that Brother Chou will make a new dish today. What am I talking about, my jaw is really going to be dislocated..."

Oh, what an ironclad!

Uncle Niu sniffed,

"Cistanche cistanche, Epimedium, Cuscuta Cynomorium, Morinda citrifolia... The good guy has enough energy..."

Huang Dashan let go of Wu Ke and put away the balls,

"That's not it. I also added some other materials. I specifically asked about the ratio of Da...Chi as long as it was just a few days ago. I was trying to find someone to try the medicine."

Uncle Niu took a look at Wu Ke's small physique.

"Then this young man will definitely not succeed, for fear that he will be burned to death by Yaojin."

The medicinal materials of the original era may have some mystery.

Shan Ye said,

"Then you really have missed it. This kid has eaten once, and he is still alive and kicking..."

Wu Kehao hung his nose and cried. Just knowing that I am alive and kicking now, do you know what crime I have suffered with the half-hanging old Chinese doctor?

Niu Lanshan just smiled without speaking.

As Shan Ye was about to open his mouth to mock, Lin Chou came out with a plate of dishes, shouting,

"Are you Rong Chi? You really don't eat?"

"..."

No one squeaked, and even the rolling big face plate didn't squeeze half an eye in from the door or window.

Huangdashan Wonder Road,

"Hey, these greedy people have turned their temperament today?"

There is nothing to say, there is an old bowl of white rice for one person.

Shan Ye immediately became more energetic,

"Knock, the thick rice is here first? Is Comrade Lin so confident in his dishes now?"

Lin Chou smiled with honey,

"Taste it first."

By the way, the Snowman was also invited over-as a result, Wu Ke had to hide far away.

At first glance, the plate seemed to be a piece of green oil, with heat rising, dotted with hot oil and rolled into yellowish chili rings. The crispy spice and the small oil bubbles that swelled out from time to time on the chili rings seem to be more than just smelling. , There was also a small cracking sound in my ears.

Huang Dashan was speechless,

"Are you going to be vegetarian...this is mustard greens just now..."

Use chopsticks at random,

"Ha, let's just say, there really is meat!"

The white flesh is not like ordinary meat, it feels like the muscles and lean meat are hidden in the fat, and it has a black skin.

The skin of the meat is obviously burnt and grilled and slightly tightened. Coupled with a deliberate knife treatment, the long strip of meat is like a white Zhu Jin petal, showing a blooming posture, just covering the skin.

"Oh~" Huang Dashan said, "What kind of meat is this? Is it because it's too fatty to serve with so many vegetables for stir-fry?"

Lin Chou said,

"It's over after eating, the villain died of talking too much."

Huang Dashan is not happy anymore.

"You Shanye, I have to be a serious protagonist anyhow!"

Wu Ke: "Oh, Huang Dashan, the heroine of this book, don't disturb."

"..."

The slices of meat are thin and crystal clear, and the blooming posture makes the thick oil red sauce that it gathers more juice, and it is plated with the most charming coat.

Huang Dashan's blood basin mouthed: "Ha ha ha ha..."

Quite different from its appearance, this light "Zhu Jin" is a mess, making people irritable.

Several different spicy and sour fusions are intertwined, and there is a fresh garlic fragrance and a slight astringency in the hot. It makes people feel that when eating this dish, the mouth seems to be tumbling in the pot with the dishes, experiencing flames and wok gas. Baptism.

There was also a fire in my chest, and I didn't vomit.

Huang Dashan's mouth couldn't stop at all, and his voice became louder and louder.

He could hear the creaking and cracking sound of the piece of meat rubbing against the teeth, and it had a crispness and toughness similar to tripe.

Huang Dashan couldn't figure out the 10,000 pieces. What kind of meat is this? Which piece of beef can have such a texture? Even the fat has become crispy?

If you can’t figure it out, don’t think about it. Huang Dashan viciously grabbed half a bowl of rice and went in, and found that Niu Lanshan was in the same state as himself——

Wu Ke was more pitiful, and he rolled his eyes because of the rice choking.

Lin Chou asked,

"How about it, is it because the fatty dishes are fried with a plate of greens?"

Huang Dashan replied,

"No..."

Lin Chou asked,

"Shouldn't Comrade Lin be confident in his food?"

Huang Dashan replied,

"should..."

Lin Chou asked,

"Want to know what kind of meat this is?"

Huang Dashan replied,

"Hmm..."

Lin Chou asked,

"Comrade Prince, how does this dish taste?"

Huang Dashan replied,

"It's so fragrant..."

Wu Ke and Niu Lanshan are speechless, are these two guys sent by monkeys to make a funny comparison.

The snowman who chewed silently all the way said suddenly.

"Niu Huanxi."

Huang Dashan: "?"

Niu Lanshan: "?"

Wu Ke: "!!!"

Lin Chou gave Snowman a thumbs up.

"Wrinkle leaf mustard greens are fried with cows happy. There is an old saying that a man can't stand a woman if he eats it, a man can't stand a woman if he eats it, a man and a woman can't stand it if he eats it. ?"

"..."

In front of Huang Dashan, there were 10,000 alpacas spinning and jumping with their eyes closed, and a certain despair came and knocked him down.

"I'm not... I don't... don't talk nonsense..."

Lin Chou continued to smile fascinated.

Hey, my wish for so many days is finally over, so refreshing.

The third-order bullwhip is happy, the five-meter bullwhip that can carry the air in the middle of the world, the sky and the air, can be regarded as a borrowed force.

Of course I borrowed from it-at least the dog beep system did not directly give a warning about the poisoning, which is obviously a success!

Huang Dashan struggled,

"Really not... I don't have any... Don't talk nonsense..."

Lin Mei solemnly said,

"It's not as good as food tonic with shape tonic medicine, Shan Ye put a hundred hearts on it, the day you go home, it will definitely not be far away!"

I want to face the savage Ha Dong Lion of the Queen every day...

Lin Chou expressed his deep sympathy for Shan Ye. This is a man who was overwhelmed by the tremendous pressure of his life-sad and sighing and weeping.

Lord Shan tears his eyes.

(I can't explain it, really can't explain it, mmp knows it all over the world!)

...

A few days ago, the distant Luan Mountain, the Golden Palace.

The most beautiful "Hedong Lion" in the world suddenly woke up in a palace with wavy curtains, dripping with sweat.

"Who... terrible voice..."

The shrine maiden, with silver hair not inferior to Yeluan's face, stepped into the Golden Palace from a cloud of mist.

Ye Luan said in horror,

"Mother, that ghost woman has appeared again..."

"She wants me to go with her immediately!"

"She wants to stuff me back into my belly and call me a wicked girl..."

Lonely, pitiful, and helpless, he looks alive like a child.

The witch looked at the sky, seeming a little speechless.

It took a long time to say,

"What that ghost woman, that's your mother!"

Ye Luan immediately changed a more pitiful expression and continued,

"How can a real mother push her daughter into the fire pit? Mother, you are my real mother~"

"How long has she been there? I have just been here for a few days, stingy."

The witch rubbed her eyebrows.

"It doesn't matter who your mother is, it's just the form, but-has her voice been fully transmitted into your dreams? This is a big problem!"

Ye Luan got up from the bed and wrapped her delicate figure in a fiery red tulle.

"Very clear, I can even hear the sound of teeth grinding."

The witch said,

"Is the connection strengthening? No, if there is a change, I will be the first to perceive it. The Void Beast is very honest and quiet during this period of time..."

The witch stroked the blue silk in front of her forehead for Ye Luan,

"Don't worry, the next person to go is me. I have found the right person to take over my duties."

Ye Luan was surprised,

"Who... Yeah... Sister, are you talking about that dead ghost?"

The witch chuckled and said,

"Know that you still ask?"

Ye Luan snorted coldly,

"A stinky hooligan, the guinea fowl in the vegetable garden dared to run to her mother's house. If it weren't for...huh, this queen would be so angry that he would enter menopause early, and her whole body hurts... . Mother, you hit me..."

The witch retracted her hand and smiled even more.

"It's what I meant to put him in Mingguang. Mingguang is suspicious and has some inexplicable arrogance, so he can only be wronged by the Prince of the Left Bank to be a proton."

"Reluctant? Miss him?"

"Then leave the little girl in the golden hall and work with me to maintain the holy relic, you go find him."

Queen of the Night,

"Really?"

"you guess."

"Really!"

"Guess again."

"..."