I Only Want to Farm Chapter 1980: Before the war!

This verified Wei Xian's suspicion on this matter, and this was also the main reason why he was really afraid of Qingqiu and fearless.

What is the south, and what is the Northern Xinjiang Alliance? It is nothing in front of the Tianzang Realm.

He also doesn't believe that Deacon Zhan and others are biased because of their personal attitudes. It must be because their behavior is in line with the purpose of Shangfeng in the Tianzang Realm, and the worst thing is that they secretly investigate the depths of the battlefield ruins , secretly plotting the battle relics of that year, which also violated the control and regulations of Tianzang Realm and Jingmen on this aspect-whether it is the battle relics of the sage era or the battle relics of the golden age, basically belong to Tianzang Realm and Jingmen. Secrets controlled by the world's highest power system.

This kind of secret is naturally related to a stronger power. His father wanted it, and he wanted it too, but others didn't allow it.

If this matter was exposed, it would have been a little exposed now, but fortunately he and the old man Fusang are only searching now, and have not really offended, so Tianzangjing borrowed Qingqiu's hand to warn?

Anyway, compared to Wuque's almost certain defeat in the five-rank Zongpin Jagged Battle, Wei Xian is naturally more worried about the collapse of the power he just won, so he is a little absent-minded.

When the two were worried, on the city wall not a hundred meters away from them, Guan Lieshan looked at Pang Fei who was holding a corn cob in disgust, "There are so many juniors here, can't you be more careful?"

Pang Fei was unhappy, "You said I was indiscreet even if I ate corn, why are you so mean? Aren't we good comrades in arms who have worked together for a thousand years?"

Guan Lieshan: "What did you say?"

Oh paralysis!

Pang Fei decided not to argue with this person. Looking at the gradually clear scene in the battlefield below, he couldn't help feeling: "It's really a place where there are talents from generation to generation. This generation is really outstanding. By the way, you are good at martial arts." , Didn’t notice the curse mark cast by that little Qingqiu girl? This is too powerful!”

Guan Lieshan himself was puzzled and frowned, "It's not easy for us to publicize such embarrassing things, why do you take the initiative to ask?"

That's right, they are so old, but they were cursed in front of their faces by a little girl who has practiced for less than forty years, which is indeed quite embarrassing.

"Then do you think Deacon Zhan noticed it?"

The two fell silent.

It seems that the atmosphere is a bit subtle.

On the other side, what Deacon Zhan was thinking was that he had noticed that Qingqiu was imprinting a curse on a group of people in the south, but wasn't that the preparation before a normal fight? A group of people in the south secretly poked and prepared spells, but it was not as effective and fast as a little **** the other side. How could he deal with it? That is to say, I was thinking about trying to persuade them to fight and strictly restraining them when they really started to fight, but you didn't start a fight!

Obviously, Deacon Zhan's thinking is consistent with what he said. He has no conspiracy theories, but he will not explain to the other party what he has said once - no one here has a higher status worthy of it. He explained it again.

The real conspiracy lies in the hearts of the people.

And Qin Yu is the best at deceiving people.

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At this time, in the battlefield.

This is really a giant crater the size of a palm, with yellow sand flying and a vast expanse. This is really not a good place.

But Qin Yu, who was sitting on a rock waiting for the time to start the war, also asked Chang Tingwan a question, "Why didn't you choose me? Did you do it on purpose?"

Chang Tingwan: "So in the eyes of Junior Sister Qingqiu, I am such a capable person?"

Qin Yu: "You have always been a pervert in my eyes."

Chang Ting Wan: "Do you look at your face in the mirror every morning?"

You don't have to find out if your face is there every day?

Returning her abnormal, really hehe.

Okay, everyone is not a true, kind and beautiful vixen, not Nie Xiaoqian, so don't pretend to be a Liaozhai.

Qin Yu straightened his sleeves and smiled lightly, "Okay, no matter why you are looking for me, you have come in anyway"

She has heard some rumors.

The opponent's army may have started to move.

The Wuque Elite also restrained their breath and gradually became solemn.

Qin Yu is a person who is good at concentrating. He does what he does and loves what he does. Now that he has entered, he will face this battle 100%.

In the vast career, the opponent's 3,000 troops did not appear in front of him.

If it's a battle, in a cramped environment, it's not very good if you can't find the opponent's trace first.

At least personal solemnity is related to this.

"Qingqiu."

Chang Tingwan, who also got up, suddenly called Qin Yu's name.

Qin Yu looked back at her, "What are you doing?"

Chang Ting Wan: "Have you ever thought about letting you in, it's actually because of your ability."

Qin Yu: "For example?"

Chang Ting Wan, who walked to the front and stood side by side with Qin Yu, said lightly: "Your milk."

Qin Yu: ""

What the fuck!

A dark elite: ""

Can you be serious?

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On the city wall, when Fang Yourong arrived, she saw a very strange scene. A cat was on the city wall. It's a little uncomfortable to be in the arms of a delicate little junior sister, but it doesn't mean that this cat is not accompanied by another woman.

He actually sticks to the leader of a certain brothel whose fans are all over the four movies.

Just because the woman gave him a box of cookies?

Anyway, Fang Yourong paused, but still couldn't bear it, so he passed.

"Ball."

Jiaojiao, who was gnawing on the biscuit, froze, and quickly brushed the biscuit held in her paws into her mouth and stomach, wiped her mouth, and turned around.

It has become a super cute chubby cat with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, falling into sadness and worry and unable to extricate itself.

"Fang Fang, they all said that Qiuqiu would die, I was so worried, but Qiuqiu loves me the most and won't let me follow, woohoo"

Then he sat down on the wall, in front of Wan Xisha, the woman and Fang Yourong's face, his eyes were red, tears were hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't get rid of them, it made people feel so distressed.

Fang Yourong walked over, touched Jiaojiao's cheek with her slender and soft fingers, touched the soft down, the flesh was pressed inward, as if a cute dimple had been pointed out, Jiaojiao twisted her tail, pretending to be shy ——I am so cute and popular, look at it? When does Pisces have a sense of crisis? Did you know how to be more filial to my little ancestor?

Fingers retracted, the dimples quickly filled, and the curvilinear flesh was restored. Fang Yourong rubbed his fingertips, sniffed lightly at the end of his nose, and said lightly: "Jasmine Cake, Xu meat dried fish, biscuits, at least you have eaten Three kinds of snacks and pastries."

Jiaojiao: "!!!"

Good luck! Why are the men and women around Smelly Fish so treacherous.

"I'm Fangfang, I'm so sad, they insist on forcing me to eat so many things, I don't want to eat, they insist on me, how angry!"

Jiaojiao quickly complained.

Woman: "???"

Wan Xisha: I have confirmed my acting skills, it is undoubtedly the Bichi cat of the same style as the owner.

Fang Yourong: Hehe.

Just when the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Wan Xisha smiled charmingly, "Wu Que is no small matter, it often produces talents, even a cat is so clever."

Fang Yourong: "It's just that the master is well-raised, but I have limited Fengshui in Wuque, so I've only produced one like this~IndoMTL.com~Qingqiu for many years. She searched Wuque's history and couldn't find one. /

Wan Xisha smiled but said: "The owner of this cat is indeed a woman beyond ordinary people's imagination."

Fang Yourong actually doesn't like others thinking too much about Qingqiu.

She always felt that this little junior sister should be restrained in her bones.

She knows that restraint.

"She also has good times, but you haven't seen it."

"Really?"

The chatter of the two top goddesses, who seemed to be calm and relaxed but actually concealed Ji Feng, was interrupted by a voice.

"Your milk."

This sentence floated out of the battlefield that was not absolutely soundproof.

Wanxisha and Fang Yourong exchanged glances, and turned their heads to look at the battlefield.

Whose milk?

Oh, it was Changting Wan who said it.

Fang Yourong's brows stretched slightly, but not completely.

Her little junior sister replied calmly in front of Elite Anbu.

"Milk? How big do you want?"

When Jiaojiao saw the woman Wanxisha with her own eyes, she froze for a moment, then smiled lightly.

Smiling like a country, a hundred flowers bloom.

Drunk out a large fan base nearby.

Awesome, your tiger-wolf spirit stunned the courtesan of the brothel, my fish.

Turning back to look at the expressionless Fang Yourong.

Jiaojiao covered her eyes.

The old mother was very angry.

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Qin Yu really didn't drive a car, the conversation she had with Chang Tingwan was actually very serious-does this kind of childishness count as a car? If they really want to open it, it must be a handjob.

And after they talked

"Here we come." Chang Tingwan said lightly, the sandy soil under the ground five hundred meters ahead was distorted, and a phantom suddenly appeared.

The art of marching in the sand sea.

Three thousand enemy troops have arrived!

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