I Just Want To Farm

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In fact, there is still half a month left for the Martial Arts Conference. Some people with background and reputation or who are proud of their status have all lived in Qinghuang Mountain, or some people who have been invited and could not refuse have also moved in, but those who stayed outside Not a lot, anyway, Jiang Muchen didn't want to go to Qinghuang Mountain in advance.

To put it bluntly, he doesn't like the Qin family, so even though he arrived early, he still chooses to settle down in Yunxiang City first, but he still has to worry about where to live. ． ． ．

Out of inexplicable panic about Qin Yu's previous words, he felt that it would be safer for him to follow the other party closely.

So he stayed in the inn where Qin Yu was staying.

In fact, there is no need to bother to inquire, just find the largest and most expensive inn.

But as soon as he arrived at the place, he saw several famous martial arts disciples he knew gathered around the counter of the inn.

These people don't like to be restrained, they would rather live outside, and even choose the biggest and best inn, but they come late and there is no room. ． ．

It doesn't matter.

Spend money on it!

However, they soon discovered that they couldn't beat this year.

Last year, five times.

This year. ． ．

"What are you talking about! Someone paid twenty times the price?! Are you crazy?!"

Jiang Muchen was also frightened.

During this period, the price of rooms in this store was very expensive. If it was increased by twenty times, it would be considered extravagant even for those famous men.

It's not that I can't afford it, but it's easy to be criticized by others, and my family members will also criticize me if they know about it.

After all, he is not a prodigal son.

"Who is it? I, Chen Lun, would like to know who is so generous..." The red-faced Chen Lun questioned the shop owner, who smiled, "I don't know anyone, but he looks like a young master."

Chen Lun and the others immediately imagined, and when they saw Jiang Muchen coming, they asked him if they knew him. ． ．

When Jiang Muchen thought about it, he probably knew him.

Such an exaggerated and arrogant style. ． ．

"I probably don't know him." Jiang Muchen said calmly.

However, Qin Yu probably didn't expect that he had inadvertently raised the standard of wealth that the young masters and buddies here pretended to be.

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Even if he didn't know each other, Jiang Muchen would not take the initiative to find Qin Yu, and Qin Yu. ． ． Actually quite busy.

busy practicing.

"Pure Yuan" is her biggest advantage in this world at present, but she lacks time and needs hard work every day.

So after feeding Qin Jiaojiao, she began to practice.

Jiaojiao didn't bother her either, because he also had things to do - like sleeping.

In the dead of night. ． ． ．

Jiang Muchen was dragged out by Chen Lun and others to go shopping in the night market. On the way, he met Lin Sang and her two little sisters. They were both well-known martial artists, but they were able to talk. They ate delicious food and discussed martial arts. Go to different inns separately.

This night, the moon and stars were sparse. When a dark cloud floated over the bright moon, the luminosity was slightly obscured. Many inns in Yunxiang City are more spacious than other buildings. The first inn has five floors and looks excellent, but other inns are also good. Among them, Xiaoxiang Inn is one of the best.

At this moment, the moonlight was shaded, and almost everyone in the Xiaoxiang Inn had fallen asleep, but there was a dark shadow in the inner lobby of the inn at some point. He was like a wandering spirit, wandering in this area unconsciously, but quickly disappeared in the corridor. middle. ． ． After a while, he suddenly floated out from the other opening, and floated up to the second floor without sound. ． ． ．

A certain door in a certain room opened, and after an unknown period of time, a slight sound came from inside.

In one of the nearby rooms, Lin Sang was sleeping drowsily, but after all, he still had the vigilance of some Jiang Hu people, and his martial arts were not bad. He opened his eyes, looked at the dark room, and muttered: "Who is it? ..."

After listening to the sound carefully, it was too soft, a bit like it came from some nearby shops. She was drunk from drinking with Jiang Muchen and others at night, she lowered her head, closed her eyes, and fell into a deeper sleep.

But she didn't know that when she unconsciously muttered, the devil was nearby.

Very close.

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Mausoleum City, Qiguang.

Wulin people got up to practice martial arts, and ordinary people got up to work. At the First Inn, Jiaojiao was woken up by the noise outside, and squinted at the sunshine outside.

"Damn it, it's only 7:30 in the morning, these ancient people are really annoying."

He rolled over and got into Qin Yu's arms who had gone to the disguise material last night to restore his body.

Ah, fragrant and soft, this is his real shit shoveler.

Qin Yu woke up after being disturbed by him, stroked the delicate soft hair, combed the little fat man's drowsiness, and after he fell asleep, slender and white fingers touched the long black hair .

She was also a little sleepy.

——With all due respect, since this fat man came back, you have become lazy and unmotivated.

Qin Yu: "Why do you need to be aggressive? Am I not working hard to clear the plot? Or do you have another reward task that I am interested in, such as... Sending the Brahma Holy Lady or the Zen master?"

Qin Yu was joking, but suddenly felt that her body was hit by a sudden electric current, and her whole body was numb after the severe pain, which almost made her explode.

But Jiaojiao exploded.

"Fuck! My ass, it hurts me to death!"

——Goddess Ming dares to tease her, and she is still a high-level goddess. This time it is a small current, and the next time it is a lightning strike. Do you believe it or not?

Qin. Frightened and weak. With a pale face, Yu grabbed the soft quilt, like a delicate girl who had just been dragged into the corn field by a dozen tough men and bullied a dozen times.

Jiaojiao was weaker than Qin Yu, chewing on the quilt.

One person and one cat were all scared, and they didn't dare to talk nonsense, but in the silence, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside, followed by Jiang Muchen's confused question, what? This is? she here?

Then he went to the door of Qin Yu's room and slammed on the door, "Brother Yu? Brother Yu? Are you there? Are you up? Something serious happened!"

Jiang Muchen is so stable and mature in front of outsiders, but for some reason, he is always very immature and a little panicked in front of Qin Yu.

But he didn't know that his panic caused Qin Yu trouble.

Because she is not in the right state now.

She is weak, weak, and she is the daughter herself, so she wears extremely thin clothes.

Qin Yu wanted to ignore it, but felt that if something happened outside, if she ignored it, Jiang Muchen would think something happened to her and rush in. He sat up and responded, "What happened?"

"Big deal! Is it convenient for Brother Yu?"

"I haven't gotten up yet, you wait for me below, I will go down in a while."

Qin Yu wanted to send him away, but Jiang Muchen agreed, but there were others beside him.

"What's the inconvenience, a big man, is there a woman hidden in it?"

It was a woman who spoke, and she had a bad temper, very direct.

Who else but Lin Sang!

It seems that there are other people chiming in, noisy and aggressive.

Qin Yu groaned inwardly when he heard it, quickly took out the mask, and then tore off the outer robe beside it.

Sure enough, as soon as Qin Yu put on his mask and robe, Jiang Muchen outside the door couldn't stop him, and Lin Sang pushed the door open without saying a word.

Then she saw Qin Yu who was just putting on her robe. She glanced at the bed, but instead of seeing a woman, she saw a fat cat.

"Why, look disappointed? Do you want to see if there is anyone hiding under the bed and in the closet?"

Qin Yu tied his clothes and went to the table and sat down, poured tea, and looked up at the others.

The eyes and expressions of these people told him. ． ． problem occurs.

Presumably dead, and they suspected it had something to do with her.

Ah!

This is really a blame for sleeping.