The Yellow River is magnificent and majestic, but it is definitely not beautiful. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 When info woke up, it was dusk, and it seemed that he had slept for most of the day.

Huaxia off-road, stopped on the slope of the estuary bend, head rushed, butt down, posture is very indecent. It's like a horse that's excreting.

It was precisely because of this posture that I didn't sleep very comfortably, and Fang woke up slowly.

The sound of the waves was loud, and the murky river rushed down and rushed out of the plain. And the towering mountains behind him gradually lost their vitality during the day, and they seemed lonely and lonely.

Leaning on the heavy door of the Huaxia off-road, holding a Wanbao deer, his eyes are cast to the place where the bonfire rises.

Compared with the lonely Yue Mountain, the huge statue with obvious artificially carved traces in the distance, what deserves my attention is undoubtedly the sea sunshine, the pig girl and the waves that come from time to time around the bonfire.

From beginning to end, Haiqing didn't talk about it, I left her the hand-copied version of the evil spectrum, did she practice, how did she practice, but looking at her body, looking at its shape, feeling its anger, it seems, pulled down.

The origin of "Evil Spectrum" is mysterious, it seems that only grandpa and I have practiced it, and the others either can't touch the door or are like Mo Xing, spurting blood from their mouths and retrograde their meridians. This cheat, it seems, is tailor-made for me or for Cai's.

Is it a good thing? Is it a bad thing? Who knows.

Anyway, the habit that has been cultivated over the years is idle, isn't it?

The surroundings are empty and silent, and no one collects tickets in the Yellow River Scenic Area, which seems to be deserted, and there are no tourists. Having said that, in this world today, there are still many people who are still wandering around at night, and I am afraid that there are not many people to come.

Haiqing, Miss Haier, this driver, is not in vain, campfires by the river, picnic dinners, staying overnight on the Yellow River, and watching the water waves every day.

Judging from her family background, there is a great, but missing grandfather, and a father who seems to have some status, it seems, very prominent, I can't help but sigh, the world of rich people, I really will never understand.

Uh, like, I'm also so-so now, kind of a rich man.

There is a villa worth 150,000 yuan that is being renovated, a large piece of land, a road, a car worth 8,000 yuan, and a few boxes of valuable Huaxia coins? How much money do I have?

I counted on my fingers for a long time, most of my 3 million remained, how much did the old safflower bring? I didn't count it clearly. Nowadays, judging from the low and exaggerated prices, it seems that it is difficult to spend them all.

According to common sense, in troubled times, paper money should have depreciated, prices soared, and the people were struggling to make a living, but at this time, on the contrary, Huaxia currency, because of China's strong national strength and rich material reserves, has become a hard currency, and its use value is almost equal to gold. Even if it is still a disaster, at least on the surface, people's livelihood and stability are still guaranteed.

As for other countries, what will happen is not something that I, a Heavenly Master, can manage. Well, it seems, Huaxia's, it's not my turn.

Various industries have been hit hard at the same time, starting with the collapse of the insurance industry, and then, it may be the turn of the tourism industry. When you go out, you can bump into ghosts, and you still travel? Isn't it sick?

Without tourists, the scenic area is naturally unsustainable, and this desolate, once crowded reputation is a stark example.

Ghosts, as wreaking havoc as they are, are not invincible either. The human beings living in groups, the vigorous yang energy generated, the damage to the ghosts, is also huge, which leads to desolation, increasingly desolate, prosperous and more prosperous, the population of the super-giant city, continuous construction, generation, in order to cope with this huge, affecting the whole of mankind, everyone is working hard.

And in such a world, there is still leisure, and those who come to this deserted wilderness, have dinners, and camp, except for the madmen, are us men and women.

Haiqing was wearing hot pants, slender snow-white thighs, under the cover of the bonfire, very attractive, and the delicate face, huge, and Ruolan's chest were also exposed. Glamorous, wild, sexy. It's just that don't open your mouth, as soon as she opens her mouth, her voice full of middle-aged male charm will be regarded as from Thailand.

The little sister pig is okay, with a petite body, a floral skirt, and her slender calves are exposed.

The waves are dressed in a down jacket and thick fleece pants.

I admit that Haiqing and Pig Xiaomei are dressed up very fashionably, sexy, very hot, one is hot, one is young, one is tall and fit, and the other is petite and weak.

But it's winter! Even if the bonfire is strong and the people who roast are warm, but the bonfire is awesome, it can't roast the back, right? The temperature is definitely below freezing, and I am wearing a blue-black "Milk Shell" coat with a full "Milk Shell" combat suit, and I still feel a little cold.

Are these two girls crazy? Hugging your thighs, shivering around the campfire, not afraid of catching a cold?

I dropped the cigarette butt, shook my head and smiled wryly, went to the car, took off the coats and down jackets of the two people, and walked quickly towards the campfire.

Haiqing's down jacket is fiery red and long. In my hand, it is light and soft, and even in my hand, there will be a faint warmth, I took a look at it casually, yes, Huaxia brand. It is a world famous brand again. And this coat of Pig Xiaomei is still my couple's model, but the color is a little different, and the milk shell brand is also of extraordinary quality.

Gently draped their coats over their bare bodies, and the two of them tightly clenched their collars and wrapped themselves up.

Little Sister Zhu cast a grateful look, but didn't speak, Haiqing snorted heavily, turned her head over, and didn't seem to appreciate it at all.

The atmosphere of the scene is very weird, the watermelon head of the waves, swaying from side to side, a pair of big thief eyes, aiming around, covering his mouth, snickering.

The cauldron on the bonfire gradually steamed, and the stainless steel lid on the top was beating and beating.

The darkness gradually came, the twisting, rushing and roaring Yellow River, leaving only the thunderous sound of the waves, and the body, reflected in the darkness, gradually, and the boundless darkness, merged.

The surroundings became silent and dark, except for the sound of the waves, the roaring bonfire, and the faces with different expressions around the campfire.

"Huh... Oh... "The terrible and long, indescribable roar came from afar, shocking and shocking. The howl pierced the darkness and made the burning bonfire shake violently. The screams are miserable and erratic, making it impossible to discern the source of the sound.

Wow, there were two more people in my arms, Haiqing and Little Pig Sister, who rushed into my arms as fast as lightning. And the waves, on the other hand, sat there calmly, looking at my second daughter, with a disdainful smile.

"Second sister, little sister, you want to take advantage of Uncle Yan'er, don't be so direct, okay? There are children here! "The waves were arms around each other, full of childish voices, echoing in a high-pitched roar. Through, see through everything chic.

My body couldn't help but stiffen, feeling the different fragrance and warmth in my arms, and I didn't know what to do for a while.

Haiqing, who dances with guns and sticks all day long and is good at making a super sniper, how can he be so timid? And how could the little pig girl who had experienced the ghost of the deserted village with me, the bloody case of the Cardillon communication line, be scared by a howl?

It seems that the waves make sense!

"You dead boy!" Haiqing scolded angrily, blushed, fell off, threw down the waves, two sisters and brothers, and went crazy.

And the little sister pig, still in her arms, hugged me tightly, as if she was hugging the whole world, and gradually, I felt a little damp in my chest.

Alas, this silly girl.

The wilderness at night is undoubtedly a forbidden area for the living, and no one will come to this place to find excitement.

Only I know that my heart is full of anticipation and curiosity. Is this a quirk of the Celestial Master?

I know that this night will never be peaceful.