Doomsday Pavilion

Chapter 947: Maka ~

It's a pity that the blast furnace master didn't know what he was facing-that was another interesting soul made during the continuous fancy fight and death of a very yellow and violent bald donkey.

The phantom weapon that contained the surging original power that the many evolutionists on Yanhui Mountain could not look directly at immediately sealed Hongdashan's body from top to bottom. If the posture became solid and sincere, Shan Moufei was directly squeezed into a prince. Not juice.

You know, the blast furnace itself is not a simple fifth-order, he fell from the sixth-order.

Even if the fall is a bit miserable, there may be hidden injuries on the body, and in the entire Mingguang, there is no Tier 5 Mengxin who dares to compete with the old man Gao-after all, your uncle will always be your uncle.

"Puff puff puff~"

There were no earth-shattering collisions, no roaring hurricanes, and some just a strange sound-like a few cantaloupes that had rotted from the inside were thrown to the ground.

All phantom weapons began to disappear inch by inch when they touched Hongdashan's body, becoming the purest source.

In an instant, the entire Yanhui Mountain was filled with an incredibly abundant source, almost as foggy as visible to the naked eye.

Even Old Man Gao himself looked dumbfounded.

"who are you?"

Hong Dashan turned around,

"Ho...ho...want to...fight...!"

His eyes were blood red and flashing.

The brightness is more tragic than the red light with flash blessing when you ran through the red light and was captured. It's terrifying.

At the same time, the smell of blood rushed to everyone's scalp.

Then the muscles on Shan Ye's face began to reassemble a new style of painting, and quickly turned from a cold murderous maniac into a rare and obscene force.

Huang Dashan's voice: "Come, come, **** me, **** me~"

The volume of the barbecue in front of the snow dumplings quickly shrank: "Ah yingying, ahhh~"

The blast furnace is all bad,

"What the **** is this..."

Suddenly, the red mountain's body suddenly collapsed with a "clank" sound like a string breaking.

"kill!"

Over there, the blast furnace screamed strangely,

"I said..."

Looking from a distance, a mushroom cloud suddenly rose up on the already colorful Yanhui Mountain.

There was another explosion.

A huge big hammer flew out from the mushroom cloud, so fast that the surface of the hammer ignited quickly and became red.

"Ε=(′ο｀*))) alas"

The eyesight of the people in the mushroom cloud is very reliable, and sigh after another.

"Fighting again."

"Boss Lin came out to wash the floor~"

"Originally, I was very curious about the world of high-ranking bosses-not anymore."

Learning makes people happy. The wall crack rejects these vulgar and **** shots. We have to watch the high-end game!

There is no weird awakening bloodline, no fancy skills, no expectant Shanye-style cursing style, just smashing the eye sockets, what the **** is there to see?

Yanhui Mountain is full of resentment.

The high-speed train stopped talking. jpg, he looked at Lin Chou and found that Lin Chou was also looking at him.

"Don't worry, Grandpa has his own measures."

Lin Sorrow said quietly, "But Comrade Hong Dashan doesn't."

"???"

The high-speed rail was speechless for a long time, and suddenly said proudly,

"Well... Anything that condenses the original weapon can't beat my grandfather."

Lin Chou said, "But Comrade Hong Dashan doesn't."

"..."

The high-speed rail simply ignores the earth-shattering movement over there,

"Ta... how... I heard that your "dome" is very weird..."

The corner of Lin Chou's mouth moved,

"You can eat and drink, there is no problem. Of course, it would be better if your Gao family can settle the bill for him first. I guess he will eat a lot of things."

"You can talk to my grandpa about this later."

Both sides smiled awkwardly and politely,

"Ha ha."

So Lin Chou shrugged, "Look first, then."

Anyway, whoever was the last to be beaten was not my grandfather.

The scene was in chaos. When the two old hooligans pinched each other, they were all classic actions like the two female drama bead monkey stealing the peach cart man, extremely jpg, avi, and 1080p. In short, they didn't even notice.

Lin Chou rubbed his eyes, feeling like he had chopped 20 catties of red onion + devil pepper.

The high-speed train was dumbfounded, and the smile gradually disappeared, from the little Tsundere just now suddenly became [Who is this, I don’t even know him. jpg]

Sikong watched for a while, trying to analyze,

"Well, Lord Shan is so drunk and lying on the post. Every detail is impeccable from every angle. If you throw a shadow at this angle and invite the moon to pass, it is difficult for the old man to resist. It is very powerful. Well... it looks like a Xiangxiang. Crossing the river has the same magic in the same way!"

"Hey, it was actually blocked. Senior Gao's trick...his... never seen before, high-speed rail, what Kungfu Gao did?"

The corner of the high-speed rail twitched,

"Ah, Grandpa doesn't study martial arts, he is bloodline ability."

At the same time, the heart of the high-speed rail is crazy. This TM can't say that my grandfather's trick is called [Blind a few hammers of the 36th type of a cow to kill you], right?

——It's really rare and wise that Grandpa didn't call out the name.

The high-speed rail struggled to maintain the last dignity of the Gao family and tried to change the subject.

"Uh... ta... when can the snowman come down?"

Lin Chou pondered for a moment.

"Of course it's when he is full!"

The high-speed rail is dumbfounded,

"Satisfied? It's cold... The snowman made himself Lushan because he was picky and anorexia!"

Lin Chou smiled,

"So you Gaojia didn't realize that you should have changed cooks a long time ago? By the way, the cooks in your house shouldn't be the same two hundred years ago..."

The high-speed rail's eyes suddenly resented,

"Since you have been to Lushan twice, all the direct descendants and apprentices of our Gao family have lost at least half their appetites. The list of garrison troops that can be completed in three days is the sixth day. Only half of it was built."

Lin Chou stretched out his hand and made a nine sign.

"10% off, you will pay for the freight, and now Yanhuishan has opened the delivery service."

Well, although I haven't received an order until now, it doesn't affect Lin's freedom of speech.

The high-speed rail face is green,

"Don't you, can't afford to eat, can't afford to eat!"

Are you kidding me, do you know how many blacksmiths on Lushan who have more throats than fists and stomachs than crushers? Do you want my Gao family to go bankrupt?

Over there, a drunken Arhat in Hongdashan directly smashed his elbow on the face of the blast furnace, and the terrifying force pierced through the golden cracked stone. The face of Old Man Gao was collapsed and his whole person was blasted into the hillside.

Afterwards, the old man flew out of a pit more than two meters deep and clamped Hong Dashan’s neck with one hand.

"Lie down for the old man!"

However, except for the sound of "cack, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang," from Old Man Gao's arm, Hong Dashan remained motionless, and the scene was once quite embarrassing.

"Hoho" in Hongdashan's mouth sneered,

"Naive...wine...not as big as me...you want me to fall down?"

The blast furnace old man looked dumbfounded.

Lin Chou rubbed his eyebrows again.

"It seems that both Hong Dashan and Huang Dashan match well with our handsome Wen Dashan."

Sikong firmly said,

"No, Wen Zhongjiu won't be such a profound drunken fist-listening to the meaning of Lord Shan, he has more than one absolute judgment ability?"

"For example, people who drink less than him can't let him fall anyway?"

The high-speed rail thought for a while and took a breath of air-conditioning.

There are too many uses of the word "falling down". The literal meaning is still...Isn't it "not down" like this...

Can't beat him forever if he doesn't drink as much as he can? God judged it!

Blast Furnace: "Will the old man be afraid of you? Eat the old man's life-threatening scissors legs!"

Boom~

Sikong opened his mouth wide.

"I said..."

Here you have to improve the old man’s daily equipment:

Old man Gao was even irritable and anxious when he came. He wore the standard equipment for ironing, that is, he was shirtless with an animal skin "apron" in front of him, and underneath was a pair of animal skin pants of the same material~

Those deadly scissor legs, a kind of turbulent trouser-style scarf rushed toward the face-really desperate for Shan Ye.

For this kind of cruel and enchanting gesture, the high-speed rail can only look up at the sky.

If possible, he would like to find a seam to drill in.

Sikong was finally disappointed. This was not the "martial arts" he wanted at all, and there was almost no sense of beauty.

If he dignified Master Sikong had learned this kind of trick, would he expect to laugh at the opposite gangster with his two hairy legs and then inherit their wife from the village when he is a chivalrous man of justice? ?

Lin Chou yawned,

"Brother Gao, take your time to appreciate it. Your snow dumpling boss's dishes are almost finished. I have to make up a few more tons of barbecue for him."

Lin Chou turned and walked towards the kitchen, and suddenly found that the snow in front of the kitchen was covered with clear human faces at some point. Most of these faces belonged to Huang Dashan, and there were also a few people like Shen Feng and others.

It seems that Su Yourong used a pan mold to imprint on the snow. Not to mention, the faces of Huang Dashan with different expressions are neatly arranged together, which is quite imposing.

Older evil spirits, less contraception, kill all.

Xiao Yourong held a slender rolling pin as a pointer in his hand, which was quite imposing.

The little apprentice is carefully explaining to the big girls and little wives from Mingguang,

"This one is from a month ago, Huang Dashan and Barabala..."

The eldest and the little wives were dazzled, listening quietly, and then raised their hands in an orderly manner to ask questions.

"Teacher Xiaosu, Teacher Xiaosu, that bald head is Huang Dashan?"

"Good MAN, he can actually be on par with the higher teachers!"

"You didn't say that when he took a peek at our hot springs last time. Who, that is, the screams are about to break the glass, "Ahhhh~ stinky gangsters are perverted""

"Yeah, I won't let him go last time~"

"Hee hee, let me say it earlier, people would be happy too~"

"Say it later?"

"Teacher Xiaosu, I heard that Lord Shan was arrested by the queen next door and became the Prince of the Village because of his heavy work. Isn't it true?"

"..."

The style of painting became more and more crooked, and Su Yourong died of anger.

Xiaozui pouted and filled with indignation, "You liars! Humph! Anyone who is interested in art is all liars!"

"Yeah, teacher Xiaosu, you are still young, you don't understand, the body art is also artistic~ and it is more artistic than art~ Your wet tiger didn't teach you~?"

Su Yourong with hands on hips, chest up and head up, said to the talking petite woman,

"Who is young?"

The child Yan Juru with a hip and slender waist, that extremely swollen curve seems to have turned into a monumental hand that Shan Ye has just used, and it is drawn to the tip of the petite woman's heart.

"Click"

Some sound like broken glass.

The petite woman staggered, her nose sore,

"Ohhhhh..."

Teacher Xiao Su's aura is fully open,

"Come on, if you have the ability to speak, you have the ability to open the door!"

The big-chested sister stood behind Teacher Xiaosu holding her shoulders, looking at it from the perspective of the big girl and the daughter-in-laws on the opposite side, the small and rong background board automatically turned into a pair of tall and straight long legs.

The big girls and the little wives looked at each other, too big to offend + too big to offend—these two are a good interpretation of what is the despair of a woman in the world. jpg

Lin Chou originally wanted to educate Su Yourong not to learn from these girls, but after thinking about it, he didn't hold back a word.

What are you talking about, those dirty little trains allow you not to get on the train? Because the capital of those old drivers is not as strong as you? ?

It's hard to be a driver, and it's even harder to be a female driver!

The big girls and the little wives originally wanted to show off their profound knowledge (zi) and knowledge (shi), but they came across eight coach-level apprentices!

Oh, cool and thin as paper.

Seeing Lin Chou infested, Su Yourong immediately left the group of women behind and ran over.

"Wet tiger, wet tiger, will you swell the snowman's barbecue, don't you save me some! People are so hungry~"

Bolingboling blinks, cute.

Lin Chou was speechless, and immediately came up with annoyance.

He found that he had never really understood this fake and inferior apprentice, such as: Why is her cooking proficiency "2".

I usually look at a very safe little girl. Why is it so unbelievable at a critical moment? When will this master’s only handsome skill, "Heaven Strike Thunder" be truly awesome?

Oh, by the way, there is also a trial.

After watching so much in the kitchen and learning so much, the proficiency is only 2? My Lin Chou's apprentice turned out to be a scum that has no cooking combat power even 5!

"Master, master... are you... swollen..."

Su Yourong was so clever, he immediately noticed something was wrong, and moved back and forth with small steps.

Lin Chou gritted his teeth, his hands turned on his back,

"Apprentice, I will teach you to cook a famous dish before the cataclysm today as a teacher. Come with me."

Boss Lin can remember that when old movies were shown in the alleys, the big physics maniacs in the industry were all in this tone when they preached and taught art.

Su Yourong said immediately,

"I don't want to, I don't want, I don't learn..."

One of Lin Shizun's staggered.

Could it be that this handsome posture is too handsome today, which has made the disciple's brain flash out of his mind?

I don't want to learn what the operation is!

"???"

Su Yourong narrowed his eyes.

"Wet tiger...or else...you still cook it for me and sister Chizhi as before... Wet tiger who cooks seriously is the most handsome..."

You know how to eat when you eat!

If this goes on, sooner or later human traffickers will be able to cheat you out of all your postures by eating!

Ok? The sack of balls...

"I didn't hear clearly, what did you say, disciple?"