I Just Want To Farm

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Until the next day when she was going to take part in the third test, Jiaojiao didn't know who Qin Yu was talking about.

It's not that Qin Yu didn't want to say it, but when she wanted to say it, she found that the fat man in her arms had already grabbed her waist and shrunk into a big ball of glutinous rice in her arms, falling asleep.

Hey, this is the little prince of the Heavenly Chu Region.

Nobody left.

What can Qin Yu do, of course, hug him and sleep together.

And the next day, early in the morning, Qin Yu was called out by Ying Ruoruo and three people outside the door as soon as he finished washing. As soon as he went down the stairs to the restaurant, he saw a person coming down the opposite stairs.

People from Wuque usually go in and out at the same time, and the three of Ying Ruoruo came here specially to call Qin Yu. This year, there are a lot of people participating in the selection of Tianzang, many of them are in groups, and very few are alone.

If a person walks alone in the territory of the Baili Kingdom without injury, such a person has two brushes.

But what Qin Yu and the others saw was not two brushes, but a bamboo hat and a sword.

The bamboo hat is very common, not a magic weapon, but there are a lot of good and bad people here, there are so many experts, and no one with a little brain will easily test others, even if this other person looks like an ordinary person.

Ordinary people walked by wearing bamboo hats, holding swords, walking unhurriedly, and slender and slender, like green bamboos.

But not very eye-catching.

However, it looks very ordinary in all aspects. Together, walking in front of you will give you a kind of temperament for no reason, "ink and wash have a fragrance, and there are swordsmen in the mountains and fields".

The other party left, and the four of Qin Yu stood there.

The three of Ying Ruoruo only thought that this person was a bit peculiar, but they didn't think too much about it, probably because he was not as sensitive as Qin Yu.

Qin Yu glanced at the other person's back, then turned his eyes around, but didn't say anything.

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After getting into the details, what is the third level? Qin Yu now knows that the Three-Eyed Sand Sea, the Nine Palaces of Tianxu, and the Blue Falls and Yellow Springs are the three main probability choices.

Nine times out of ten it is Tianxu Nine Palaces.

If not, it's okay, she's not at a loss anyway.

As soon as everyone had finished their breakfast, they heard a bell ringing outside.

Orientation is east.

Everyone got up after eating and went to the east gate of the town, where they met the Tianzang Jingmen.

The Venerable is here.

Seriously, after listening to this venerable yesterday saying, "It's not difficult at all to examine in detail, and you don't have to fight inside, just stay overnight" and such bullshit nonsense, today the monks can no longer look directly at each other up.

This bad old man is very bad.

And this bad old man said today with the kind face that looks like yesterday: "The third level of assessment is to enter the hall. After yesterday, 5,000 people who passed the subtle assessment will be led into the assessment environment by themselves."

Then what?

Then it was gone and he didn't say anything.

Everyone was puzzled, and someone asked, the Venerable smiled at him, "Understand it yourself."

Go to your mother's house and find out for yourself!

Everyone was bored, but Qin Yu felt that this was much better than the other party giving clear instructions - yesterday's instructions were not ordinary deception.

Since the attitude of the Tianzang Jingmen is like this, there is nothing to say. The five thousand selected candidates are ready, and the non-selected personnel present, whether they are eliminated, come to see them off, or just wait and see. I was thinking about where to send these 5,000 people later.

Qin Yu had no time to think, because someone came to see him off.

"Miss Qingqiu, it's the third level, come on, take care."

Qin Yu looked at Brother Xiaoniao's gentle and sincere worried face, and sighed slightly: "Brother Xiaoniao's words sound like a farewell, but also a funeral."

Brother Xiaoniao was suddenly embarrassed, "Ah, I didn't mean that, but actually... I just hope you are doing well..."

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows, with a half-smile, "Us? Who else? Didn't Brother Xiaoniao come here to see me off?"

Brother Xiaoniao blushed again and stood up hesitatingly, the old man behind sighed, ah, this little girl looks upright and elegant, but she is really listless in her bones.

But Qin Yu just joked casually, and didn't pull Fang Yourong who was not far away.

Although Fang Yourong and others not far away soon heard someone smiling and saying something to that little bird brother.

"Brother Xiaoniao, don't panic, you are so good-looking, anyone is willing to accept your kindness."

Brother Xiaoniao was taken aback, while Wuque's disciples sighed.

Senior Sister Qingqiu, she. ． ． Why do you like this kind of innocent little boy so much?

In desperation, everyone suddenly heard thunder billowing in the sky.

Um? what's the situation?

Everyone looked up subconsciously, and saw the dark clouds in the sky that came as soon as they said it, and thunderbolts fell down.

"Here we come, Teleportation Thunder, Miss Qingqiu... and Fellow Daoist Fang, take care."

Brother Xiaoniao was very worried. This kind of worry was not normal. Qin Yu thought that this person probably knew some secrets. He knew that people like Baili Xianshang were involved, so he was worried about the difficulty and danger of this assessment. Infinitely increasing, so the concern is expressed again and again.

"We will take care, thank you Brother Xiaoniao."

"That's good, then... I'll see you then." Brother Xiaoniao had just finished speaking, when a thunderbolt struck fiercely from the sky.

Light up Qin Yu's face.

"Paralysis, what a pervert. Speaking of Bibi, isn't Tianzangjing really produced by the Golden House? The methods of striking lightning are really the same...Damn it!"

Jiaojiao was complaining to Huang Jinbi, but she and Jiaojiao stared wide-eyed, shocked beyond measure.

Because the thunder came down, it wasn't Qin Yu who struck.

One person and one cat watched helplessly as the thunder struck the person opposite.

Qin Yu: "???"

Jiaojiao: "I'm crazy?!!"

Was struck by lightning, but this lightning struck a fork.

It's crooked.

Qin Yu was inexplicably guilty—by the way, it wasn't his fault, right?

— Generally not, you don’t take this route.

Jiaojiao: "Usually your route is to strike other people's thunder, but you who are eating melon seeds next to you, but now it's reversed."

Qin Yu: "..."

What you said is so reasonable, I can't refute it.

Before they could react, the old man who was originally standing behind Brother Xiaoniao realized it, he was horrified, and shouted: "Young master!"

He reached out to arrest him, but that haggard hand plunged into Thunder, grabbed Brother Xiaoniao's arm, and wanted to forcibly pull him out, but because he was not a five-thousand examiner, he was rejected by Thunder, and Thunder killed him. The meaning is awe-inspiring, and the terrifying power surges out, directly wrapping around the old man's palm and even his arms.

This kind of aura, this kind of power, dominates the audience, as if it can instantly annihilate a master at the fusion stage.

However, when the old man was terrified, everyone in the audience also noticed the change here. Before they knew what was going on, they saw the bold old man put his hand into the teleportation thunder, thinking that the old man wanted to die , I saw the terrifying power gushing out from the old man, forcibly resisting the power of Thunder's slaying, and still trying to pull out the people inside Thunder.

At this time, everyone knew that the old man was scary.

At this time, everyone didn't know what the old man's fearfulness meant.

Anyway, Qin Yu was very nervous, even though she had figured out all of her messes, she never expected to encounter such an accident——Brother Bird, who was fresh and refined, was teleported?

But the problem is. ． ． He never participated!

Oh my god, such a moth came out.