I Just Want To Farm

"Hey, don't you blame me for spending too much money now?"

—Anyway, you can earn back what you spend.

Qin Yu: "Your words please me."

Qin Yu smiled and also contacted Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao seems to be very busy, and there is the sound of chopping vegetables.

"What are you doing? I'm busy? By the way, can I make it a bit more spicy?"

"Don't you know if I can eat spicy food?"

"It's not important. It depends on whether you want to eat it or not. If you want to eat it, I will make it. Let me tell you, this chili sauce is newly prepared by me... I have studied it with the ones on the earth, and it is mixed with this world. Lingjiao."

"It's awesome, my Jiaojiao."

"Don't praise me, you won't be moved if you praise me, I'm the little prince of Chu Yu..."

"Your breathing is unsteady."

"...Huh! What else is there, I'm busy, don't bother me!"

Qin Yu could imagine Jiaojiao wearing an apron, holding a kitchen knife, humming softly on her hip.

"I have to attend an auction. It will be a little late, but it will not delay time."

"Aww, all right, hang up."

Qin Yu finished talking with Jiaojiao and entered the huge autumn reed auction.

As a rich person, Qin Yu has been to quite a few auction houses. She has seen all kinds of auction houses. The one in Northern Xinjiang probably has a huge organization and sufficient financial resources. It looks more magnificent than Yunyi Pavilion. many.

But luxurious yet stylish, it looks very good, but Qin Yu looked at the people after admiring the architecture.

There is no sense of class, no boxes or anything, just the same chairs.

Bad at best in location.

She doesn't care about the location, but she cares about the people here.

Now, the lord is new, and the change of power is concentrated in the southern and northern borders. Except that the northern part is more turbulent and has to be moved, both the southeast and the southeast are swaying.

Therefore, the majority concentrated here are mostly from the north and the south, and a few from the southeast.

Before Qin Yu set off, Xinge quietly sent relevant information, and Qin Yu spent half an hour digesting it, and now as far as he could see, he directly locked on four people.

Either great or not, average or not.

She was looking for a place to sit down.

"Mobai, dare to sit here?"

There was a sound, and when he looked up, it was a fusion stage, and his appearance was a bit unfamiliar, but Qin Yu still recognized the place, a native of northern Xinjiang, a peak of the transformation stage, a three-star killer, nicknamed the Sunrise Swordsman.

This is already a very good result, but there is a perverted and excellent Mo Bai, even if his cultivation level is higher than Mo Bai, his record is far inferior, and he thinks it is extremely embarrassing. People never take other people seriously), and they never deal with it.

This guy is now pointing his sword at the position beside him, sneering provocatively.

Let's see if Qin Yu dares to sit down.

Qin Yu glanced at the other party, ignored him, and walked towards the empty seat he had chosen.

Xuyang Swordsman sneered even more, humiliating with words.

Just put up with it?

Qin Yu sat down, and after sitting down, he looked up at Swordsman Xuyang,

At this glance, Xu Yang Swordsman felt his heart pounding, his spiritual breath suddenly rose and fell, and the sword in his hand trembled.

The hall was startled by the sound of his sword for a moment, and many people looked at it one after another, thinking that it was the swordsman of the rising sun who wanted to strike without moving his mouth.

"Xuyang, be careful."

The deep voice came from an old man, Xu Yang seemed to be extremely afraid of this person, and hurriedly turned around and bowed down to salute.

"Xuyang has met Senior Pingjin."

Pingjin, an old Taoist in Beijiang, was one of the four people Qin Yu paid attention to.

The peak of the fusion period, a five-star master.

Two thousand years of practice time, one old thing.

Xu Yang couldn't be flattered, and the presence of such a person was a warning and a reminder.

Xu Yang was both nervous and relieved.

After all, they are all from Beijiang City, and the other party only speaks out because they want to protect them.

Pingjin was indifferent, and gave a long answer.

The other three masters didn't bother Xuyang Swordsman. You must know that the three are not all from Beijiang.

Although Xuyang was thankful, he was unwilling and took a deep look at Qin Yu.

However. ． ． He found that Qin Yu didn't look at him, but looked down at a list.

"This is the treasure arrangement for the auction."

"My lord, one hundred medium-grade spirit stones."

The young boy with a full smile and the appearance of a servant is handsome and pleasant, and he has two dimples when he smiles, which is very gratifying.

Qin Yu glanced at him, "Blackmail me?"

The little boy still smiled: "How can it be possible, a person like an adult, a small person dare not..."

Qin Yu stared at him without saying a word.

Even a master of Mahayana would not be able to see the mystery of the ink-white mask, but this pair of pupils is the only one.

Extremely deep.

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The smile on the young boy's face was always there, and so was the dimple, but time passed by, and soon he couldn't hold back anymore.

There was cold sweat on the forehead, and the dimples became stiff.

He wanted to give up, but felt that riding a tiger was difficult.

So many people are watching. ． ．

until there was a clang.

The pouch was placed on a plate.

The young boy was very surprised, and was about to ask, but he heard a word from this rumored cruel man.

"There is nothing wrong with the chassis of Beijiang. It must be the people of Beijiang. They can't afford it."

The tone is long, not forceful, not sharp, cool but elegant.

He said he couldn't afford to offend him, but the young boy still felt that. ． ． ．

It's too cold.

"You are a terrible person, more terrible than the rumors, and I can't afford to provoke you."

The little boy respectfully put the pouch back on the small table and saluted.

Let's go, go down one by one.

Most of the rest of the people knew the details and gave them all.

Qin Yu was the only one who was begged for and returned.

Many people paid close attention and whispered.

There was a swordsman beside him, and he smiled, "Master Mobai is majestic and majestic, which is admirable."

"More people want to kill me, including you."

"..."

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

The swordsman glanced at the mask, remained firm for a while, felt a chill for no reason, moved his buttocks, and suddenly got up and left.

"Zhang Qing, that reckless guy, has run away!"

"What a waste of his reputation!"

"So timid."

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"It's not that he's timid, it's that he's not strong enough to hold back Mo Bai's momentum."

"But grandma, I haven't seen her have any momentum."

"That's because you're not strong enough."

"..."

While the gray-haired old woman was talking with the beautiful woman beside her, there were many empty seats nearby. Obviously, no one dared to sit on her side.

The people in the south are not from the northern border city, but they are also five-star masters, nicknamed the white-headed grandma.

The white-headed grandma looks very kind, but in fact she kills people without blinking an eye. She doesn't have a good reputation in the south, but she has a high status in the northern Xinjiang alliance.

What's more, she has a good granddaughter. The woman next to her just now is not very good-looking, and her temperament is not outstanding. She doesn't seem to be comparable to the girls in the east, but this person is Nan Tianzang, only the top ten. , and the youngest.

In terms of talent, it surpassed Changsun Yunhong and others.

east. ． ． In principle, it is indeed the weakest part.

What is this girl's name?