I Just Want To Farm

The so-called disabled and strong, turned out to be a disabled and strong Jiaojiao. Facing the gentle coercion of Qin Yu's classic WeChat expression, he could only straighten his waist with his hands, because the waistline is very plump and plump, and his arms have to follow the waist Putting on an arc-shaped posture, he respectfully obeyed the chief's inspection and followed the chief's instructions, but he still wanted to struggle habitually.

"I don't ask you what you are doing to make me increase my strength several times. I can drink both Super Red Bull and Dichlorvos. There is only one problem."

Does he want to say that you are afraid that you are living in a dream? Forget it, if you get spanked for what you say, and get spanked in the face in the future, the gain outweighs the loss.

but. ． ．

Qin Yu smiled: "Say."

Jiaojiao: "Where's the queen?" Even if you have the ability to kill Fay, what about the queen? "

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows, "The queen won't help Fay."

Jiaojiao was shocked: "Fuck, the queen is one of us? Did you hook her up?"

Qin Yu rolled his eyes, "What are you thinking about, you think so beautifully..."

Jiaojiao: "She is just beautiful."

Qin Yu rolled his eyes and said calmly: "There is a gap between the three giants, they are not one."

This is their biggest advantage.

Qin Yu smiled with deceitful eyes.

Jiaojiao: "..."

Infernal Affairs?

I know that when you use your brain, it is more terrifying than when you use your hands.

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The army is gradually becoming a powerful force in Yali Basil City, and the City of Hope is also in place. Qin Yu rode Jiaojiao and flew out to investigate. On this day, Yali Basil City has already gathered 150,000 troops .

"It's okay to say that there are hundreds of thousands of orcs, but there are more than a dozen small races besides ghouls, and there are 10,000 to 20,000 in total. It doesn't matter. The important thing is the three wizards of the Wizards Union. Among them, the witch Pro Amy She is a dragon trainer, and the pterosaurs of the Orc Empire have always been the unit under her management. The eagle-faced wizard has been killed, and there are still ice witch Mori and fire witch Caesar Linther, both of whom are elemental wizards. Although unlike the witch Pro Amy who has the ability to train dragons and owns an army of pterosaurs, both of them have followers. The dark ranger and some bandits have long been their foundation for many years. The battle of the king's capital two hundred years ago , These two contributed a lot, and at that time...the human race didn't seem to be completely wiped out."

Qin Yu's words were a little subtle, and old Zhan Jin sneered, "They are all traitors. They are all traitors, and they became their minions in order to protect themselves from the darkness. They are not good things."

Huh, betraying for self-protection, Qin Yu actually doesn't like to blame the other party very much, he takes control of his own life, no one has the right to live by idling.

Of course, the camps are opposite, and she still doesn't mind killing each other when they meet.

"In this way, the opponent's strength is twice as strong as ours, and their troops are still gathering, should we launch it in advance?" Max considered the strategy from the perspective of actual combat, but this proposal was not approved by everyone.

There is a huge difference in troop strength. Why do you need to start early? If you fight with ten people and twenty people, even if you win badly, you have to beware of dozens of people behind them. The pressure is even greater. It is better to fight with all your strength. This is the Prophet and Qin Yu And the main opinions of leaders such as Baier.

why?

Baier: My troll family is extremely brave, and I am afraid of birds.

Adam: My tree people are not afraid of bloodshed, because we have no blood.

Dwarf patriarch: The elves are not afraid, and our dwarves are definitely not afraid, and will be more heroic than them.

Elves: Listen to the Prophet and Master Yu.

Sally: I just listen to the Prophet.

Druid Orton: We'll listen to whatever you say.

The Lord of the Three Cities: Whatever Master Yu says is what he says.

The thinking of Qin Yu and the Prophet is based on the chosen camp. There is not much difference between World War I and World War II, but they must not drag their feet, because they are afraid of affecting the task evaluation, and most importantly, in the eyes of the locals, Fay These people are all the same, they are dark and evil people, but in the eyes of Qin Yu and the others, these evil people are divided into two types, one is local and the other is evil choice. It is also stronger, killing each other in batches, leaving too much damage, so it is best to solve them all in one go.

Of course, the Prophet doesn't think he can solve the opponent yet, he just wants to try his best to kill the opponent as much as possible.

As for Qin Yu. ． ． ．

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"Good Yuyu, this thing smells like a mixture of feces and urine. It stinks. I don't want to eat it!" Jiaojiao hugged the pillar, looking mighty and unyielding. In the laboratory, Qin Yu was stirring the liquid, "An Well, it's actually not very smelly, I don't even feel it."

Jiaojiao: "It's true!"

——Fake, she blocked her sense of smell.

—and I can testify that it really smells worse than shit.

Jiaojiao exploded, hugging the pillar and crying: "I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat this, if you force me, I'll show you to death, I want to tell Father God, you bully me, you abuse me, woo woo Woo~~"

Hey, it used to be fake crying, but today it's mostly real crying. The little fat man seems to have suffered some human tragedy, and there are two lines of clear tears hanging on his chubby cheeks. I feel pity for it.

Qin Yu felt a little distressed, and said soothingly, "Actually, it smells bad, but the taste is okay."

You're a bad old woman with a bad conscience, you've lost your sense of smell and smelled shit.

Jiaojiao: "Then I don't want it either, it's too smelly, I can't eat it."

Qin Yu: "Jiaojiao, you need to be more flexible in your thinking, you can understand it this way."

She put the cup aside, walked over to hug Jiaojiao, and comforted her gently: "Which one do you like, shit-flavored chocolate or chocolate-flavored shit?"

Jiaojiao: "???"

Fuck! You are still not human! Let me make such a cruel choice!

"I know, you must be taking revenge on me for provoking you with the matter of Yin You and Lin Heng, you are taking revenge on me..."

"I don't. The two of them are nothing to me. I don't care at all. All I care about is you. I know my pain and grievances. The pain is in your body and in my heart..."

Qin Yu is like a sweet-talking playboy, trying to coax the son of the god into eating shit. ． ．

——I think Dong Huangjun may want to kill you when he sees this scene.

Huang Jinbi tried to warn Qin Yu, but Jiaojiao spoke first.

"Really? Do you really care about me so much?"

"Really, it's truer than pearls."

"Then take a bite and let me see. If you can take a bite, I can eat a pot."

Fuck! Fatty is quite treacherous.

Qin Yu pondered for a while, and said to Jiaojiao, "Actually, this is applied externally."

Jiaojiao was shocked: "???"

Topical application of chocolate poop?

At first, Qin Yu, who just wanted to tease Jiaojiao, smiled and brought out seven bottles, "Seven colors and seven flavors, including chocolate, cotton candy, sweet and sour pork...etc. They are all your favorites. Eat up to seven bottles." One, it is enough for you to maintain your explosive combat power for three days. The external application just now is for auxiliary use, but this is only a test solution at present. Maybe... If there is still time, there can be a better version. Now you eat and adapt. Under its power."

Jiaojiao was shocked, staring at the seven bottles with an expression of wanting to die: "Seven flavors of shit?"

Are you a devil? I'm still not your little ancestor!

Qin Yu and Jin Bi: "..."

Just thinking about eating shit, right?

I know why I didn’t add updates, even if I’m still in Japan, it’s because the editor before I came to Japan arranged for me to recommend today’s top picture, and asked me to add updates. ——This time in Japan, she shared a room with me.

So, you get the idea. ． ． Either a large crematorium, or spring wind and rain, I can only choose to survive.