I Just Want To Farm

Sure enough, this way of self-poking wounds has been widely trusted by the seven sects, and for a moment he wondered if there were spies in his sect.

In this state of apprehension the luncheon was over.

When Qin Yu returned to her residence, she had to change her plan. Xu Jingchuan is a master-level master. Such a master exists in Qinghuang Mountain, which undoubtedly limits all her actions to the greatest extent.

Originally, she decided to do it at night, but now she can't.

The boss is here, don't make trouble.

"Wait for three days, and wait until three days later when the martial arts competition is over and you will see the Qinghuang Water Wall before doing it."

Qin Yu felt that his life was the most important thing, and the plan had to be revised.

Her decision was correct, because that night, she heard that Xu Jingchuan had spied on a spy who was spying on Qinghuang Mountain from afar, and the spy was dragged back with his limbs broken and tortured within less than a minute.

It is said that he is a master-level expert.

I also heard that the spies with the master gold rank not only had their limbs broken, but for some reason Xu Jingchuan, who was so sad all day long, was in a particularly bad mood at that time. The spies looked like "a chaste husband who refused to confess" Feeling uncomfortable, I stepped on the balls between the other's legs.

There were screams, and visually, there was a scene of eggs bursting.

Standing at the door, Qin Yu, who was holding Jiaojiao in his arms, looked at the residence below the mountain road in the distance. There were torches lit there, and many people probably had gone there.

One person and one cat look like some delicate and haggard little yellow flowers in a storm.

It's so miserable, it's so miserable.

"It's really perverted." Qin Yu sighed against the wind, his tone bleak.

Jiaojiao shivered, clamped her fat legs and hugged Qin Yu's waist: "Fish, let's sleep."

Qin Yu: "Yes."

——Both of you are assholes, I don’t understand why you are guilty.

Huang Jinbi's words silenced both the person and the cat.

That's right, they have a guilty conscience.

Probably the atmosphere of the scene was rendered too well, and Qin Yu had been a man for a long time, and he always felt that he was really a flower picker.

Qin Yu turned around to enter the house, but suddenly saw the window in the courtyard next door was open, and Shangwen Lingyun looked at her lightly, under the moonlight, the beauty was fresh and refined, with a pure and blue heart.

"You're pretty perverted if you stay up so late."

Qin Yu was silent, stepped forward, smiled and said: "What about you, can't sleep at night, lonely and cold? Do you need a roommate who only covers the quilt and just chats?"

Shangwen Lingyun folded her arms around her chest, looked at her, and suddenly smiled with her lips curled up. She was so charming that she leaned into Qin Yu's ear, and breathed like blue: "Yes, do you dare to come in?"

Oops, the white lotus is about to turn black again.

Where did she have the confidence that she didn't dare to touch her?

Hehehe!

Jiaojiao also sneered, "Don't be cowardly, just go!"

Qin Yu sneered, but paused three seconds later, took a step back, and said righteously: "I'm already his father, you are a big girl~~ It's really insulting! Bah!"

Then decisively enter the house and close the door.

Like hiding from the plague.

Pooh? She heard that Lingyun had a day of being poohed? Moreover, this guy's tone is quite similar to that of Lin Sang, thinking of Lin Sang's little eyes that disliked him in private today.

Shangwen Lingyun leaned against the window, propped her cheeks, and tapped her delicate cheeks a few times with her dexterous fingers.

"I'm quite refined, and I don't know how to be ashamed of flirting with flowers. How dare a mere flower-picker talk about me?"

The more she thought about it, the more dissatisfied she became, the corners of Qingwu's eyes were a little angry, and there was a bit of a charming charm of a water lotus.

It seemed to be figuring something out.

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The next day was the martial arts conference. The martial arts competition started early in the morning. Disciples from the eight sects all came forward. Qin Yu, as a "senior" holding a chicken feather as an arrow, hugged Jiaojiao the whole time to watch the excitement. The excitement was too much to watch. A lot of information can be summarized.

Among the younger generation, the Martial School naturally has a natural advantage. Among the three Tianhe Schools: Bi Liuxuan came out of Bailongshan disciples, Tian Mang came out from Zongheng, and Hu Yuanchuan was sent out from Beishanjian.

There are three factions in Dique: Lin Sang in the East Rift Valley, Hua Linye in Taihuazong, and He Dongshi in Lion Tiger Mountain.

Among the elders, Yan Dong came from Bailong Mountain, Zhao Shen from Beishan Sword Sect, and Lin Sang's uncle Lin Ze from East Rift Valley.

These are all from the six sects, except for the Second Yunyan Pavilion, no one came, and Jiang Muchen went to Wen Lingyun and others from the Misty Sect. They didn't come much, but their average level was very high, basically higher than the disciples of other sects. And the leader is not Jiang Muchen and the parallel importer Wen Lingyun, but Jing Liu, who is indifferent and taciturn, and has not ended yet.

Of course, the Jade Banquet in Tiance Pavilion has not been played with Gu yet.

For Qin Yu, the elders can take a look, and the younger generation. ． She only looks forward to a battle between the two of them.

Even if Hu Yuanchuan Tianmang and others were currently fighting, it turned out that Zhao Shen was the strongest Beishan Sword Sect, she didn't care much.

Jiaojiao: "Jade Banquet and Jingliu?"

"Well, the Jade Banquet is basically the strongest among these younger generations. At least no one in the three sects and sects is his opponent, but excluding the Misty Sect and the Yunyan Pavilion. The Misty Sect is the number one sect, with countless masters and disciples. Most of the talents are also top-notch, Jingliu is not the strongest in this generation, but he is also in the top three, and he is also at the master level."

The top three core disciples of Misty Sect are comparable to the elders of the six sects.

Qin Yu thought about how he could compete with Yuyan.

However, Qin Yu waited for Jingliu to challenge Yuyanzhi, and after waiting for a long time, Jingliu finally came forward, and challenged people as soon as he opened his mouth, but it was not Yuyanzhi who chose.

"I want to challenge Senior Gu Ye from Tiance Pavilion."

As soon as he said a word, everyone was shocked.

Disciples challenge elders?

Even though Gu Ye was considered very young among the elders, he still surpassed his seniority after all, and everyone almost felt that this was the powerful force of the Misty Sect suppressing Tiance Pavilion.

The No. 1 martial arts family vs. the royal family relying on the famous family?

Interesting.

Although it was out of the forecast, it was also very interesting. Qin Yu became interested and glanced at Gu Ye who was expressionless.

This person is powerful, but I don't know how powerful it is, but I think that unless this Jingliu is crossed/reborn/heavenly chosen/evilly chosen, he is destined to be KO'd.

"The Chosen Ones or the Evil Chosen Ones?" Jiaojiao also felt that there was still a possibility, "Every time your mission comes to a later stage, all such people will pop up."

Because in the early stage, everyone was developing obscenely and developing, and each of them was hidden deeper than the blackheads on the nostrils.

"At present, I really haven't seen these two players. Either my level is not enough, or the opponent is hiding too deeply."

But whether this Jingliu is this kind of person, Qin Yu thinks that she will know if she fights a battle.

The premise is that Gu is also willing to make a move. ． ． ．

Feeling unwilling, Gu Ye walked out, holding the long sword on his waist, and walked out slowly.

This is not the pace of the devil, but the pace of veteran cadres.

Steady as hell.

The number in this chapter is 953, and the number in the previous chapter is 952, which is a typo, but the content is normal and you can read it.