: The happy life of Lao Liu

BY pig-shaped sloth
Liu Zhenshan woke up in the morning and was about to stretch his waist, but found Helen lying on her left arm, Avril lying on her right arm, Ningyu lying on her chest, two thin clam shells stretched out like a quilt. Covered everyone. Old Liu stuck out his tongue and smiled. He was indeed drunk last night. He pulled Helen and Ningyu and yelled: one opened the dock and the other pushed his butt. Originally, Ningyu didn't do life or death, but when Helen, this little nizi was so charming, somehow let Old Liu follow his wish.
　　 Even more beautiful is that after Avril Lavigne settled in Katyusha, she unexpectedly came over and joined the battle group halfway, making Ningyu almost fleeing in shame. At that time, Helen and Avril Lavigne laid their hands and feet one by one, pressing her firmly on the bed, and her whole body seemed to be dripping softly.
The only regret is that last night I only completed the seven-star connection, and failed to make three "swords" and "six" holes, and nine nines into one. Ningyu had a thin face in the end, and only let Lao Liu "manage his sword" and refused to let him enter the hole. . It was Helen and Avril that made old Liu shout again and again: "Kampas!" It was so full that Fei Lengcui hadn't slept peacefully all night. Some of the Deere deer head people who were new to join thought that the boss was working for the Kingdom of Bemun. Pray to the great God of War all night in the future.
　　 In this battle, from midnight to twilight, the three bosses repeatedly told Rao to end the battle. But old Liu Mingming remembered that he had sent Ningyu back to the room with Helen and Avril before going to bed! When did this little lady come back?
He gently pulled out his arm and moved Ningyu onto the bed. Old Liu got out of the bed cautiously. He wanted to sleep more, but the traditional penguin housekeeper would not allow his master to act inconsistent with the noble status. A standard nobleman should have the virtues of elegance, hard work, courage and modesty.
　　The old Liu didn't say anything about bravery, but don't expect to be humble in this life. Elegance is even more than eight shots. Then the loyal penguin butler can only ask him to work hard. However, Lao Liu stood in the exercise room and wondered, relying on the strength he inherited from Long Ziba, his abundant Chinese song power, and the magic power of San Chio bloodline, he has a tenfold bonus after being mad, and he needs to exercise. ?
do you need?
　　Don’t need it?
do you need?
　　Don’t need it?
　　 At that time, Lao Liu stared at the penguin butler for a full bag of cigarettes. In the end, he could only shrug his shoulders and walk and say: Why are you so serious? I just discussed it with you. do you need?
　　 There is no need to exercise in strength, so what about skills? Old Liu looked at his hands and remembered the combat training he had received as a scout in a company. Those things are really useful. Until now, Liu has not encountered an opponent in the Aegean, but he fights non-stop every day. Simple exercises seem to be more effective.
　　War song? Last night, when the Seven Stars joined the Pearl, Lao Liu blessed himself with a stamina aura and his little brother with a stone-skin aura. They were all single-control auras from Shunfa Jiamofa, or he could not play for so long. For the sake of playing Zhange, I don't know what else needs to be practiced.
　　 Blood magic? Hmm...No matter how abundant the magic power is, Lao Liu still can't release any spells without systematic magic practice and instructor guidance. Even if he wants to practice, he can't practice it.
　　 After much deliberation, it seems that I can only practice carving war hymn scrolls. Thinking of this, Lao Liu picked up his cigar and walked into the corner with a horoscope. He drew a cherry tree and moved his hand, and the carving knife flew from the shelf. Unfortunately, Lao Liu wasn't fully awake at this time, and the blood power from his hand sent all of the dozen knives placed on the shelf.
　　 Fortunately, there is a double xiu barrier body, otherwise Lao Liu will have more than a dozen rearview mirrors on his body when he goes out. The sword produced by the underground arsenal of Feilengcui has a shiny blade comparable to the glass mirror of the human kingdom.
An hour passed quickly while the sawdust was flying. The penguin butler came into the house and invited the master to have breakfast. Although his master looked vulgar, he was still talented in art. Look at the rows of scrolls standing against the wall. It is exquisite and chic, elegant in terms of carving and modeling.
Old Liu swaggered into the restaurant, passing by a row of beautiful maidservants of Anfury Butterfly and Snakeman of Medusa, sitting on a large nanmu chair at one end of the long table under the service of a bunny girl and an elf maid. Sitting across from him is the dignified and beautiful Ningyu. Helen is on his left, Avril is on Helen, and the twin sisters of Jose’s flower on his right. Until now, if the two of them sit together with expressionless faces, Lao Liu still Can't tell who is Gotani and who is Golini.
　　 Little nun Joan sat next to Ningyu holding Katyusha and Mo'er from left to right. Cici hadn't entered Liu's house yet, so she was embarrassed to eat with everyone. At the moment, she was hiding at home and having breakfast with her uncle.
　　 The breakfast is quite hearty. There are roasted golden and crispy Rosa steaks, fried tender truffle omelets, plump and white sanggan river cod, and fresh river prawns soaked in red wine. Snacks such as bamboo rice braised, honey-made dates, and milk grapes are all over the table. Guoguo is holding a pot of creamy pine frog legs and eating happily.
　　 Old Liu reached out his hand and grabbed the pancake. The bloodlines were everywhere. A large piece of Rosa steak and a few green onions fell on the pancake automatically, and it was rolled into his mouth. The penguin butler stood behind him and coughed lightly, reminding the owner to pay attention to his behavior, but because of the thickness of Lao Liu's face, I was afraid it was wasting his thoughts.
　　While eating Lao Liu, he greeted: "Go and call the officials of the Summer Palace to eat together, and report to the work by the way."
　　 Before the butler of Penguin could give the master’s instructions, Bellamy’s loud voice rang out: "Boss, Weiheizi and O'Pang are back! They also brought a lot of people here!"
　　 "Oh? They are back!" Liu shocked his eyebrows and stood up with a smile, hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth and strode out to greet him. A few days ago, it was a rare free time. Vieri and O'Fang proposed to return home to recruit some vassals. Today, Feilengcui has tens of thousands of people. They are in gangs and they have few clans, so they feel lonely.
As soon as he arrived at the door, the two guys Weiheizi and O'Neal came to him with their big butts. Before Old Liu could speak, O'Fang first shouted: "Boss, I will come home this time to recruit a lot of Jim sheepheads. people……"
　　 "Huh?" Old Liu stared obliquely at O'Fang: "The Sheephead? What are they here for?"
"No!" O'Neill grew his mouth, UU reading www.uukanshu.com glared at Old Liu stupidly: "Boss, haven't you never heard of Sanyang Kaitai and Wu Gu Feng Deng? Although the sheep head people can't fight , But they are the best herders. With them in our emerald territory, there will be no shortage of meat."
　　Think about it, the vast territory of the underground world can be used as a pasture, although the underground plants are a little barren, but they are better than a lot. Old Liu nodded and was about to compliment O'Fang, but Vieri, who had been silent, suddenly interjected: "This time I brought back the former vassal, the deer's deer head."
　　 Old Liu's eyes lit up: "Are the Musks again?"
　　 "No, it's a reindeer."
　　 "Reindeer people? What are you doing?" Speaking of reindeer people, Liu couldn't help but remind the reindeer herd that Sydney goblins hunt every year. Those reindeer are almost no worse than buffaloes.
Seeing the boss’s expression, Weiheizi smiled faintly:
The Reindeer of the Dier nationality is no less stout than the Boer tauren, and they suffer from hard work and tough personality. Although there are no racial powers, spears make it good. A bullhead. The rations of the warriors are enough to supply two reindeer men. Under extreme conditions, one Boer warrior’s meal can feed two reindeer men for a day, and the fighting power is undiminished."
　　 These words immediately made the silver cross star in Old Liu's eyes hurried. To be honest, Duncan and their fighting power are beyond doubt, but their appetite is also beyond doubt. Although these reindeer men do not have endurance aura and do not know how to fight, such a tough warrior is indeed the best engineer of the Xiang army, and can be used as a spearman on the battlefield in emergency.
　　 Beautiful thinking, walking stumblingly, before leaving the lord’s mansion, I heard a noise coming from outside.