I Just Want To Farm

Although the flower picker is a rapist, Qin Yu himself hates it very much, and what he said is true, but seeing Lin Sang's arrogant and mean look, Qin Yu raised his eyebrows, smiled, and suddenly kicked Jiang Muchen, who back to God.

What are you doing? Going to fight? Jiang Muchen became a little excited for no reason, he is not the opponent's opponent, but if Qin Yu is added. ． ．

"Go and order me a bowl of mutton soup."

Jiang Muchen: "Huh? Don't you want to eat?"

Jiaojiao excitedly meowed: "Ah, give me something to eat! That's great, Yuyu, I love you!"

Good idea, you fat bastard! Qin Yu flicked Jiaojiao's forehead, turned the teacup, and said to Jiang Muchen: "Here comes a big beauty, with fair skin and beautiful long legs, order a few more bowls, eat more, and watch longer."

His gaze turned slightly, and fell on Lin Sang who was at a table not far away. His gaze went down inch by inch from her face, chest, waist, and legs. ． ．

Those eyes are too naked and smiling.

From the modern point of view, this is definitely a very flirtatious little boy.

In ancient times, it would be frivolous, meng lang, molesting, ruffian!

What's more, he is still a flower picker with a stamp, Lin Sang was stunned for a moment, understood it, and suddenly exploded! He directly pulled out the soft whip on his waist and swung it out. On the other side, Hu Yuanchuan brazenly drew his sword.

"Evil thief, court death!"

When they made a move, Jiang Muchen was also excited, and drew out the Chishan sword, which had the momentum to kill Luo Xueyun with the sword at that time.

Don't be cowardly, just do it!

How to do it? The Chishan sword blocked Hu Yuanchuan's sword, but it was still weaker after all. Jiang Muchen took a step back, and on the other side, Lin Sang's whip was caught by Qin Yutan's hand.

If one move is passed, the outcome will be scored.

The tables and chairs were full of cracks, and the people around couldn't provoke them, so they jumped away to avoid it. The people in the store probably heard the movement and were rushing out, but people came first from the street outside.

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness, four benefactors, the martial arts conference has not yet started, why do you need to get angry in advance, it is better for everyone to value peace."

The voice was crisp, and it came from an eighteen or nineteen-year-old monk with red lips and white teeth.

In terms of skin, it is comparable to a jade banquet.

Qin Yu was stunned, and asked Huang Jinbi: "Does this dungeon have an idol plot? Why does it feel that the appearance is generally high?"

——Is it okay to please you?

This is so yin and yang, it feels like it's hurting me.

Qin Yu sneered, but didn't say anything, because Lin Sang opened his mouth first, "Master Fayu, it's no fault of me, it's because this flower picker has a dirty mouth and dares to belittle me! How can I, Lin Sang, bear this?" Tone?"

Hu Yuanchuan also sneered, "Eliminating rape and eradicating evil is the rule of our generation to walk in the rivers and lakes. Little Master Fayu, you have often done good deeds in the rivers and lakes. Why don't you just watch how we two deal with these two people from the sidelines!"

Although Jiang Muchen was weak, he didn't want to give in. He smiled loudly, "Hu Yuanchuan, don't you hang the banner of justice and think you are a saint. Do you really think that no one knows about the bad things you did?"

Hu Yuanchuan frowned, as if he didn't understand what Jiang Muchen said, turned the blade of his sword, and said lightly: "If you can't beat it, just spat dirty water? Jiang Muchen, that's all you have to say..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Muchen raised his sword and rushed out.

Bang! While the blade was moving and cutting, on the other side, Lin Sang, who was pulled by Qin Yu's whip, also kicked on the chair, kicked the bench chair into the air, and spun towards Qin Yu.

Either hide or block, Qin Yu's approach is. ． ． With a pull of her wrist, Lin Sang's face changed, and Qin Yu dragged her towards him at an extremely fast speed. When she was about to throw herself into Qin Yu's arms, she controlled her wrist and turned her head to face the man. stool.

Lin Sang kicked the stool, and the stool cracked in the air. With the other hand, he reached out and grabbed a sharp piece of wood that was flying, and stabbed back hard with the tip.

Cruel and decisive!

But ~ ~ pierced empty.

Instead, her wrist was clasped, and Lin Sang was completely controlled in Qin Yu's arms, her meridians were pinched to death, and she dared not move.

But Qin Yu leaned close to her ear, and lightly said, "Don't let people look at you even if you are beautiful, don't you think this is too much?"

Lin Sang was stunned for a moment, then furiously blushed, "Let go of me, you pervert!"

Unexpectedly, she was really let go. After Qin Yu let go of her, he took a step sideways. Lin Sang clenched the whip tightly in his hand, wanting to whip it again. Strength, gritted teeth, almost confrontation.

"Benefactor, don't fight, peace is the most important~~" Fayu is young, but he has a good reputation. Everyone here knows him. Seeing the tense situation, he came out again to say goodbye, just to see Qin Yu and the two of them. Give up, but the other side. ． ．

"Young Master Jiang, be careful!"

Fayu had no choice but to rush over, trying to save Jiang Muchen.

but. ． It seems to be a little slower.

Jiang Muchen watched Hu Yuanchuan's sword attack, raised his sword and blocked it? He didn't know if he could stop it, but. ．

Bang!

Hu Yuanchuan didn't expect that Jiang Muchen really spotted his sword path and blocked it.

This kid's strength is a few steps faster, much stronger than last year. With such gains, I'm afraid it won't take long to catch up with him. Hu Yuanchuan kicked Jiang Muchen's chest hard, and Jiang Muchen vomited blood after being kicked out.

But Hu Yuanchuan's second sword came.

This is a killing sword, the kind that is going to kill, Fayu rushed over, but it was too late.

Lin Sang was startled, his face changed slightly, what happened to Hu Yuanchuan, did he really want to kill Jiang Muchen? This person is not an ordinary person, behind him is the powerful Jiang family, also from the Misty Sect. ． ．

Just when Lin Sang felt that something was wrong, she suddenly heard something, turned her head and saw that Qin Yu's hand was under the table, and the table was lifted.

Whoa, what a domineering table flip!

The table was lifted, flew over, and hit Hu Yuanchuan. The latter noticed it and had to change the way of the sword, and slashed on the table with a sword, tearing the table board.

Heh, such a sharp and smooth swordsmanship, Jiang Muchen is indeed no match, but. ． ．

After cutting open the table, Hu Yuanchuan looked at Qin Yu.

The murderous intent in his eyes hadn't receded yet, but met the deepness in the opponent's eyes.

No killing intent, no anger, no haste, just bottomless.

He was startled suddenly, feeling a guilty conscience of being seen through, which made him angry and disgusted, and even more jealous.

"Hey, you heroes, how did you fight like this! The shop is a small business, so please be merciful..."

A puffy man with a generous face and fair face ran out of the store, dressed as a chef, sweating profusely, and was begging for mercy by wiping his forehead.

Lin Sang didn't want to do anything more, and looked at Hu Yuanchuan. The latter had already suppressed the killing intent just now, became calm and unrestrained, and bowed to this person to apologize.

"I'm waiting for the competition, and Boss Guan is embarrassed. I will compensate all the broken tables and chairs here."

Then he took out a piece of silver.

The young boss was also kind, and he took the money to answer a few words. When others saw him, they thought that Hu Yuanchuan had an extraordinary bearing. ． ．