I Just Want To Farm

Jiaojiao couldn't bear it anymore, she decisively twisted Qin Yu's arm, jumped to the ground, and ran out.

He's going to spit, or he'll scratch the idiot to death.

As soon as Jiaojiao left, Qin Yu was left alone to face the prince in tulle underpants.

Her expression and eyes are very fixed.

It was decided that Prince Nurtel felt a little guilty, and asked tremblingly: "Your Excellency, Wizard..."

Qin Yu frowned, curled his lips lightly, and smiled.

Prince Nur Tayl found himself drunk.

Three minutes later, he was cold.

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When Qin Yu hung the unconscious Prince Nurtel on the wall, he rubbed his hands lightly, glanced slightly, and said calmly.

"come out."

In the corner, a person walked out slowly, leaned against the wall, and said, "Good evening, Your Excellency Wizard."

Qin Yu gathered the thin robe around his body, crossed his arms around his chest, and smiled faintly.

"They are still in a meeting now, you didn't attend?"

Lin: "I don't talk much, I don't know what to say."

Qin Yu looked at him for a while, but she couldn't say anything about this person, she always felt that he was not an ordinary person.

Since she doesn't talk much, she won't say much, so she can't force others to talk.

So she turned around.

After walking a few steps, he turned around again, "Lin?"

Lin raised his eyes and looked calm, as if waiting for her to speak.

Qin Yu: "Are you passing by, or following him?"

Lin: "What do you think, Master Wizard?"

Qin Yu: "You asked me to show respect, but you didn't answer my question directly and even asked it back. Does this reveal that your inner self is concealed and contradictory?"

Lin: "Are you implying that I have two sides?"

Qin Yu: "I don't know, you can't be androgynous."

She smiled as she spoke, and suddenly turned on the attack mode: "So you are hiding and contradicting me?"

Lin was silent.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

Not far away, Jiaojiao, who was hiding in a corner to eavesdrop and peep, poked and asked the golden wall.

"Fuck, this evil choice? Heavenly choice?"

——I don’t know, I saw that your Yuyu pays close attention to him, and I think he is not an ordinary person.

Jiaojiao: "He's not good-looking. People who are generally not good-looking are usually opponents."

- Your logic. ． ．

Jiaojiao: "It's not logic, it's experience."

Hey, you fat bastard, do you still have experience?

—a gamble?

Jiaojiao agreed, while staring at her.

Then three seconds later.

Lin lowered his eyes, his tone was slightly complicated and weird, and then he said something softly.

"I am indeed hesitating whether to tell the wizard or not about you."

"Um?"

"Your clothes are wet."

Clothes get wet when they get wet.

But the bra straps were exposed.

Qin Yu turned his head to see a shoulder. ． ． He raised his eyebrows and turned around.

"Well, if I say I don't mind too much, don't you think that's inappropriate?"

"fine."

"It seems that you understand the meaning of checkpoint. You come from the East like me?"

"Your Excellency the Wizard seems to be very interested in me."

"It's okay, you..."

"I am 65 years old, and my wife died ten years ago."

"..."

Then Lin smiled apologetically, turned and left.

? ? ?

what happened? where am I?

You come back, I didn't mean that!

Is it really exciting to run after fighting?

Qin Yu was speechless for a while, until Jiaojiao held back her cheeks to prevent herself from laughing, and accidentally scratched the wall. ． ．

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The matter of Prince Nur Taylor being hanged all night caused a lot of commotion in the early morning, but after learning who was responsible, he immediately calmed down and quieted down. No one asked, even old Jenkin didn't know.

However, to Old Jenkin's surprise, this powerful and distinguished wizard lord did not express any intention of seizing power to him afterwards, which made him tremble and feel uneasy.

So he endured for a long time. ． ．

Just one day.

He found Qin Yu.

"Why not longer?" Qin Yu asked with a smile.

Old Zhan Jinfei glanced at her, blew his beard, and said angrily, "Time is running out, so don't procrastinate on issues that can be resolved earlier."

Qin Yu: "That's why I didn't kill you to seize power."

These words were too fast, old Zhan Jin froze for a moment, his expression recovered quickly, but Qin Yu still caught him.

She crossed her legs and said casually: "Right can bring wealth, and right can also create order. This is its charm, but where does power come from, from strength? If one day, I really want to do something , Even if you are the Nurtel King who was killed two hundred years ago, if you object, I can still kill you."

Old Jenkin felt uncomfortable, "If it was two hundred years ago, there would be three wizards protecting the king..."

Can you beat it? boast!

Qin Yu: "But you don't have three wizards by your side."

After a pause, Qin Yu said softly, "That Prince Nur Taylor is not around either."

Old Jenkin jumped to his feet.

He stared at Qin Yu.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Um."

Qin Yu said calmly.

Old Jenkin sneered, "I would care about that trash prince? You..."

"His lineage, his blood, has a restraining effect on evil creatures."

"..."

Qin Yu winked slightly at old Zhan Jin, "I drew a tube of blood from him when I knocked him out last night."

Old Jenkin gasped, subconsciously about to draw his sword.

In the end, he couldn't pull it out because the sword was entangled by Qinghe.

Qin Yu drank the water with a slow expression.

"And on your side in the West, it seems that you have a lot of historical feelings for this kind of bloodline. Maybe the key to uniting human beings in the future will also fall on him."

"In other words, he is the sweetheart of you old people?"

The sick old Jenkin took a long breath before saying, "If you want rights, I can...but you must guarantee..."

Qin Yu: "Guarantee that his kingship will not be abolished?"

"yes."

This old guy is still a die-hard royalist. He deliberately showed his nostalgia for power to the outside world, but he was actually protecting Prince Nur Taylor.

The loyalty in this guy's bones is inexplicably like a famous old fox, but the latter has a smell of chicken in his bones-because of chicken thieves.

He is a hard-core prudence protector.

"Can't."

Old Jenkin's face darkened.

Qin Yu smiled: "Because what I want is not power."

"No?" Old Zhan Jin was taken aback, and suddenly remembered what Qin Yu said just now, power comes from power, so what this person wants is power, what kind of power?

"You..." Old Jenkin sat down suddenly.

"You want the magic book left by the natural wizard in City of Hope?"

Qin Yu nodded, "It's it, I want it."

Old Jenkin frowned, "You've already learned storm magic..."

Qin Yu: "There are tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of orcs stationing soldiers and arresting women to survive. You, an old human man who was forced to be trapped in the city for hundreds of years, still don't allow others to be self-motivated?"

That's enough scolding.

Old Jenkin blew out his beard and rolled his eyes.

"Wizards are specialized in magic, and it's easy to explode if you learn it too much. You can eat meat, and your stomach is big enough to fill it up? Forget it, you wizards can handle things on your own. I can give you those things, but you, You don't want to play His Highness's mind."

Qin Yu's eyelids moved slightly, looking at him lazily.

"Your highness seems to be playing with me."

"The route is probably—to use your beautiful body to achieve your goal."

The humiliated old Zhan Jin pressed his chest and went back. After a while, Qin Yu heard the sound of the old man rushing to Prince Nur Taylor's room to hang and beat him.

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