I Just Want To Farm

After looking at each other, Fifth Daoling darkened his face, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "I have no such intention, you come."

Then he sat aside, frowning.

He didn't look at Qin Yu, probably out of anger, but he couldn't express it.

From the very beginning, from the beginning to now, he has never lost his temper with Qin Yu, not even once.

It is estimated that this fueled the arrogance of this little junior sister.

You whispered her words and deeds just now, simply. ． ． Unseemly!

Fang Yourong turned around and looked at Qin Yu, who was as stable as Mount Tai and had a gentle temperament like a jade from a good family. His gaze paused for a moment on her unbuttoned clothes.

"Fun?"

The expression and eyes were quite gloomy, it was rare to see Senior Sister Fang like this, Jiaojiao felt frightened.

Qin Yu, who was sitting, was naturally lower than her, so he had to look up at her, a little surprised and puzzled, and also aggrieved.

"Ah? Playing...? Brothers and sisters, don't you want to know if I'm injured? That's why you want to check my body. I understand, and I will cooperate. Why...you seem to be angry?"

So real, so flawless.

Let's go back to the old days, the senior brothers and sisters only feel relieved to see their little junior sisters are clever and cunning and cunning - anyway, my baby is not at a disadvantage.

Now, how does it feel to be played with such perfunctory acting skills?

"There's nothing to be angry about, it's just that you misunderstood, and your senior brother didn't mean that."

Fang Yourong was condescending, looking down at Qin Yu's face, stretched out his hand, and unhurriedly fastened the button again with his fingers.

Jiaojiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Nima, are you all right?

Qin Yu faintly felt something was wrong, Fang Yourong was this person. ． ． Not for ordinary women.

really!

"It's buckled."

"Take it off."

Jiaojiao: "!!!"

Qin Yu: "..."

Fifth Dao Ling also turned his head to look.

After a second of silence, Qin Yu said, "Senior Sister, didn't you say..."

"He didn't mean it, but I did."

"Don't you cooperate? Take it off."

Fang Yourong didn't even sneer, just looked at Qin Yu calmly.

Called death gaze.

Jiaojiao on the table shuddered, subconsciously moved her butt back, it was terrible.

The Great Demon King Fangfang.

However, my own Yuyu is also a scourge, she is not afraid at all, but smiles slowly.

"There is a difference between men and women, the senior brother is here."

"Your brother is not a normal man, don't worry about it."

Fifth Daoling took a look here, Qin Yu: "He just watched it, look, he watched it again now."

Fang Yourong: "So?"

Well, very powerful and devilish.

You give back my former Senior Sister Fang Fang.

This seems to be another confrontation, and the success or failure of the confrontation depends on. ． ．

Jiaojiao: Take off? Or take it all off? Or take it off in front of the big brothers and big sisters?

This is a problem.

It depends on how Yuyu responds.

Qin Yu's way of coping is.

"Fine."

Then she took off her robe with a snap, and covered it on the table casually.

Naturally, Jiaojiao was also covered.

Fuck, Fuck, I've seen you take a bath hundreds or thousands of times, why are you covering me up!

As soon as Jiaojiao tore off her clothes, she saw Qin Yu obediently rolling up the sleeves of her inner shirt, revealing her white and delicate wrists.

"Senior brother and sister, you can take whatever you want, even if you get pregnant, I will admit it."

"..."

Counseling is very bold and handsome.

Fifth Daoling and Fang Yourong's expressions at that time. ． ． How should I put it, she held back her energy and was ready to take a big move, but in the end she was scared, scared.

Also very atmospheric.

Even if you are pregnant, you must have such a generous heart.

"What's the matter, you seem to be very disappointed, could it be..." Qin Yu pinched the collar of his underwear, and said timidly: "I will cooperate with whatever you want, don't force it, I will will be afraid."

Jiaojiao described the expressions and eyes of these two darlings: a mouthful of old blood poured out of their hearts, and they couldn't spit it out. They wanted to slap her, but they couldn't do it. They were so mad!

Fifth Dao Ling endured it, glanced at Qin Yu's exquisite and slender figure that could not be concealed by the thin underwear, as if the faint scent of ketone body was pouring out of his nose, he turned his face away, and stood up suddenly .

"I'll wait outside, so call me."

He went out, and he heard a small junior sister's beeping in his ear: "Why did you call him? Brother, do you want to do it to me too?"

Fifth Daoling paused, turned his head, and took a deep look at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu tugged on Fang Yourong's sleeve and pulled her forward to block Fifth Daoling's view.

You have to be skinny, and you have to be afraid of him. Is your mind twisted?

Fang Yourong: "Shut up."

She took the pulse carefully, feeling the calmness of the pulse.

"You are calm."

Tell me to shut up, and dislike my calmness, you are so hard to serve.

"ah?"

"If pregnant..."

"Senior brothers and sisters will help me raise them, I have self-knowledge."

What a self-knowledge.

Fang Yourong didn't deny it, as if conniving, but said something casually.

"If the child's father is dead and you are beaten and disabled, we will naturally do it for you."

"..."

After successfully deflated her junior sister, Fang Yourong felt a little relieved, and looked at the delicate and flawless skin exposed after rolling up her sleeves. When it comes to women's exacting attention to the details of skin, even she, who never cared about her junior sister in this way, knew that her junior sister How unusual is the texture of her skin.

Maybe it's the same for all wood-based organics?

maybe.

This man was unusual.

"Your skin is really thick."

"Senior sister, you have been looking at my hand for so long, is that all?"

"Take off your clothes."

"..."

Later, Qin Yu did take off his underwear, down to his waist, but with his back to Fang Yourong.

There are dense bloodstains on the snow-white and delicate back, one by one, but very dynamic, because every scar is wriggling and constantly repairing.

But the repair speed seems to be unable to keep up with its tearing speed.

"Concentrate the injuries in one place, and demigods take the injuries."

"Respond to the injury and start the intensive restoration of the vital physique."

"well-done."

Fang Yourong calmly commented.

Qin Yu: "Is senior sister praising me?"

Fang Yourong: "Lie down on the bed."

Qin Yu: "Huh?"

Fang Yourong: "I can't fix this injury, I will call him in."

After speaking, she went out.

Qin Yu didn't care, so she lay down on the bed, and Jiaojiao specially laid out a cushion for her.

Outside the inner room, Fifth Daoling saw Fang Yourong come out, his brows were still frowning, and his eyes asked her, how is it?

"The injury is serious. If you don't want the next assessment, it's best to repair it in a short time. I'm not good at this. You go."

Fifth Dao Ling nodded, and was about to go in, when Fang Yourong said something cool.

"Don't look around."

If it was other female disciples, Fang Yourong would not say much, but she said it now.

As if seeing through something.

Fifth Dao Ling said lightly, "You worry too much, women and pork are no different to me."

Fang Yourong raised an eyebrow.

You also say this kind of thing?

Fifth Daoling came in, and when he looked up, he saw the naked back lying there.

Nothing to look at, just a bunch of scars.

With just one glance, he walked over.

"I didn't expect my brother to be able to heal wounds in addition to extraordinary sword skills? It's really amazing."

Qin Yu still didn't forget the rainbow fart, but the senior brother was as stable as Mount Tai, and said indifferently: "The magic weapon of the sect, the moonlight wheel."

"Extreme spiritual weapon?"

"Well, magic weapon for healing."

A young head is a young head, and they have the top-grade spiritual weapons and magic weapons assigned by the sect.

This magic weapon is also powerful, or the person who controls the magic weapon is powerful. The light wheel comes out from the palm of the fifth sword and hangs above Qin Yu's back, releasing a soft milky white halo, covering the wound on Qin Yu's back.

good results.

After all, it is a top-grade spiritual weapon, after all, it is the fifth knife feather.

It seemed that there was a supporting technique, and Qin Yu was silently analyzing the principle of this technique, when Wu Dao Ling's words suddenly came to his ears.

"I specially covered it with a sealing technique to make it appear that I have no damage. Who are you trying to hide from it?"

It's coming, it's still coming.

"You and Sister Fang." Qin Yu replied calmly.

Fang Yourong, who followed in, turned his head when he heard the words, noncommittal.

Fifth Dao Ling said indifferently: "We can't be trusted?"

"No, I just don't want you to feel sorry for me."

"You worry too much."

"Brother, why are you holding your breath all the time? Isn't it distressing?"

Distressed?

From this direction, Fang Yourong could seem to see certain curves protruding from someone lying there, as well as the waist that was so plentiful and grippable.

She also didn't believe that this little junior sister didn't feel anything about such ambiguous things. She felt it but insisted on teasing her.

Very indiscreet.

What an unrighteous female cultivator did should be admonished!

"He's looking at how much this lump of pork can sell for."

Fang Yourong interjected and successfully shut Qin Yu up.

What, you were the one who called people in, and now you are the one who personally attacks you.

The demon king is possessed, so I can't afford to provoke him.