I Just Want To Farm

From the small window with floating sand, she seemed to be able to see a woman reclining, playing with a rouge jade button with her fingers, but her eyes were quenched by the black-edged red tiles of the eaves outside that were washed by the light rain, and the dust and smoke were rolled up. Clarity, the thread of water flowing through the cracks of the stone slabs outlines the world's mundane forms in the context of heaven and earth.

Everyone walked slowly on it, except for that young man.

This woman is looking down at the poor and weak young people on the street bordered by the bridge outside the house.

The lips are red and the teeth are white, stained with some filth, those eyes, dazed, but also dazed, like a white paper that has been washed away from all memories and desires.

She looked at him, saw his eyes.

He has her in his eyes.

A lonely, helpless and penniless young man looked into the eyes of the famous brothel oiran.

At that time, he was not the ancestor of the devil who split the only human nature into the world of mortals and tried to achieve a perfect and ruthless personality.

But later, she was no longer the courtesan of the brothel, and he was no longer the scorching young man.

They all returned to their original roles and used the most ruthless means to destroy each other.

until. ． ． today.

Just a few hours ago.

Xie Tingyongxue stood on the bridge, listening to the dripping sound of rainwater falling on the umbrella surface, and the familiar voice seemed to come from his ears.

"Sister...can you hug me again?"

He tried his best to recall the last words he said to her.

It was also the only sentence she said after she killed the split soul body and the demon seed.

Xie Tingyongxue was silent for a while, then gradually moved, and covered the umbrella that had just been lifted up, covering the sight of the attic bay window, watching the sparsely populated street ahead, she walked over.

Pass by the pavilion.

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Snow fell on Wuque Cangshan Mountain.

Snowflakes fell far away from the sky, and some flakes landed on Qin Yu's hair first. Fang Yourong was probably a little obsessive, and reached out to pick out a few flakes, but heard Qin Yu ask, "Senior sister never seems to ask Who is the senior brother?"

Not what kind of person, but who.

The difference of one word has different meanings.

Qin Yu intended to explain something to Fang Yourong, but he didn't expect Fang Yourong to reply, "I know."

"Huh? Senior sister, do you know? Oh, well, senior sister is really beautiful, kind and smart."

Fang Yourong narrowed his eyes, and said lightly, "The two of you always exchange secrets behind my back. If I'm not smart, it's not good for you to play around with me."

Well, there is danger.

Embarrassed, Qin Yu immediately expressed his innocence, "I didn't play with you, senior sister... Besides, senior brother really never told me about this matter."

Fang Yourong: "So except for this matter, you really colluded in everything before, and lied to me together."

Qin Yu: "..."

Under Qin Yu's embarrassment, Fang Yourong didn't deal with her, but just glanced at the bleached snow layer reflecting the moonlight.

"Won't he come back either?"

Qin Yu had no choice but to remind Fang Yourong, "Senior Sister, he's lost his soul."

Fang Yourong fell silent.

The soul is gone, it is indeed hopeless.

Qin Yu saw Fang Yourong's gloomy face, his eyes flashed, and he was about to speak, but Fang Yourong stretched out his hand, pinched her cheek with his fingers, and pulled the flesh on it.

"Before I sent him in, I used the soul secret technique to trap a strand of his soul and hide it in the Tongxuan Cauldron. I am with the Wuque Sect's foundational interest. If you don't believe me, you can't find it. You still have to lie to me."

Qin Yu: "??? Did you do it? I thought it was Grandma Patriarch or Old Man Zhou, oh...I didn't mean to lie to you, I just wanted you to think that he won't come back, and then I'll give it to you a surprise!"

Fang Yourong raised his eyebrows, "Can you come back?"

Qin Yu: "No, but she can join my organization."

She is still very cautious in her choice of words to avoid overturning. Although the dungeon of this world has basically been KO, the reward has not yet arrived.

So the Golden House, Tianxuan, Tuan and so on, these have to be taboo.

"So, here's a surprise for yourself."

Fang Yourong had deep eyes and sharp words.

Qin Yu: "???"

No I didn't, I'm innocent!

"No... This is also a helpless move. If you die, senior sister, with no bones left and no soul left, I will do the same."

"..."

You are really filial.

Fang Yourong remained expressionless for a moment, then turned his head suddenly, and smiled faintly.

She didn't seem to be angry, just a little helpless.

Qin Yu also smiled, smiled and stood up with Jiaojiao in his arms, the wind blowing and his robe fluttering.

"Senior sister, you will be the suzerain next."

"The patriarch has passed the sound transmission, so it counts, or do you want to be it?"

"No, I have to go home... probably flying soon."

"Um."

Fang Yourong didn't have any negative emotions about this matter, because ascension didn't mean never seeing each other again.

She knows that ascension is not difficult for her.

At best, it just takes a little time.

Qin Yu still has to deal with some things, so he will go home when he is done, and he is about to leave now, but after flying into the air, Qin Yu suddenly remembered something, and turned around to ask a question.

"Senior Sister, how did you guess that Senior Brother is Shang Zhizhou?"

Fang Yourong stood there, his voice echoing in the wind and snow.

"It's about the same as you guessed."

The implication is how you guess, how I guess.

Qin Yu was startled, thoughtful, "I guess his weakness is you, senior sister. After all, senior sister, you died once... At that time, the reaction of the sect was really wrong. That's why I suspect that someone really understands your situation. , and contacted Zhou Xuanqing in time in advance, to have such an opportunity, but also need a sufficient identity."

Fang Yourong was a little surprised, but said, "Then I'm different from you."

Qin Yu became curious, "There are other flaws? Did you notice it because of your familiarity with official affairs?"

Fang Yourong: "No, it's you."

Qin Yu: "?"

Fang Yourong: "His flaw is you."

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The Fifth Dao Ling is completely different from Shang Zhizhou, but there are some similarities, but this kind of plausibility is just right, which makes people completely unrecognizable.

After all, there is such a person in this world who can give up brazenly with such a top-notch attitude, disarm and rebuild the demon, and only treat himself as an experimental demon, without caring about his future fate at all. ． ． He is the only one.

Xie Tingyongxue is ruthless, despises morality and pays more attention to the overall situation of the world.

Zhou Xuanqing has hidden worries and concerns in her heart, which are placed in the two of them.

Only he has no second thoughts and never looks back.

Qin Yu didn't doubt Fifth Dao Ling's identity at first, until this person showed doubts about being a villain. After overturning the doubts, she captured the outline of the other party's plan, and then deduced his identity, clues, and her extraordinary insight. Finally guessed it.

Ke Fang Yourong's entry point is different.

The goddess who is obviously a career type can find flaws from the familiarity gained from working with Fifth Daoling for many years, but she didn't, starting with emotions, she discovered one thing.