I Only Want to Farm Chapter 2040: Friendship?

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If a swordsman draws his sword, he will always see blood. Fang Yourong is a peerless beauty, and even if he draws his sword, he still looks good. It's the sword that cuts down and the blade points directly at the table.

But it's just a short distance away from a beautiful claw retracted.

It didn't touch the paw, and let the paw grab a big soft white bun.

The tip of the sword pointed across the table, and also pointed at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu, who had already got the steamed stuffed bun, smiled, and the corners of his eyes seemed to still be red with tears that had been desolate and weak before. This kind of smile carried a bit of cunning and charming.

"Senior sister is not even willing to give me a bun?"

"Then I can only grab it."

Accuse abuse?

Fang Yourong was neither angry nor angry, just put the sword on the table calmly, and asked her: "Is it fun?"

Qin Yu: "I'm just hungry."

Fang Yourong smiled, and tapped the edge of the white porcelain bowl containing steamed buns with her slender fingers, and made a slight sound with her neatly manicured nails.

"Do you want more?"

Qin Yu: "Don't chop me up?"

Fang Yourong: "You have grown up, you are so strong, you are not an opponent."

The words are true, but there are no other emotions.

Fang Yourong's emotions have always been very restrained, and she has returned to her dignified and elegant side. Qin Yu took a deep look at her and took a bite of the steamed bun, "No matter what, I'm still your little sister—— At least, I think so myself, unless "

Whilst she was chewing, she glanced casually, then suddenly paused, looking at the two children standing in front of Zhanlan and being taken care of by her, a boy and a girl, both were fat, cute and exquisite.

A new generation of true disciples.

But looking at the eyebrows and eyes is always a little bit

Then she looked at Fifth Daoling: "Brother, they look a bit like you"

You? No, she was talking about you?

That gaze even glanced at Fang Yourong.

Second child?

Fifth Dao Ling was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, pressed the handle of the knife and asked in a deep voice: "What?"

"It's nothing." Qin Yu paced out of the inn, walking unhurriedly, "Maybe it's because I feel a little inferior in my heart. I'm afraid of being forgotten or replaced, so I'm a little more sensitive."

When she reached the threshold, she turned her face, and half of her face was illuminated by the sunlight coming in from outside.

"I said before that I have always been worthy of the love of the world."

She lifted her chin slightly, but she didn't smile, she just looked at it from afar, like a rare treasure in the world.

It's just a look.

The brilliance of the whole room is not as beautiful as her glance.

There is no need to say any more, just look at it and know what it is.

Of course, everyone knows what Wuque's disciples are. Except for Ying Ruoruo, no one else has actually seen Qin Yu's real appearance. They watched her fight more before and got distracted. Now they really see her showing off. With the appearance of Qiu Hongshui sword unsheathed, he was dazzled, but he also quickly became frightened.

Because the person outside the threshold beside Qin Yu who was seriously injured by his arm suddenly pulled out the flute sword on his arm, and stabbed obliquely when Qin Yu turned sideways to speak into the room!

This sword is tricky and vicious.

The slender blade pierced Qin Yu's chest and pointed straight at his heart.

It's close, it's going to be done!

Qin Yu turned his face away, but didn't turn sideways. He just raised his hand and pressed it slightly.

The sword pierced the skin of the palm.

And then nothing.

The poison master who fought back from the Jedi was beyond frightened.

Because the sword he stabbed desperately couldn't even break through Qin Yu's palm.

Not only can't break through the defense, from the angle of the poison master, the sharp point of the sword can't even leave a mark on the snow-white skin of the palm.

Then the tip of the sword was pinched.

Poison Master raised his head and met Qin Yu's calm face.

Different from the gentle and intimate way she chatted and laughed with Wuque people, the expression on her face at this moment really makes one's heart palpitate.

There is nothing human in those eyes, only bottomless.

The poison master panicked, and immediately exclaimed: "I am the devil sect"

Qin Yu: "I know, why are you panicking?"

She took two steps with her fingers, stepped over the threshold, stood on the steps and turned her head to look at Mozong and others who had settled down on the eaves of the street three or four hundred meters away on the left.

"It's over."

Qin Yu said, his eyes fell on the Demon Lord, "I don't know how the Lord Demon Lord feels?"

The demon king is tall and mighty, wearing a red robe with a black background, which is extremely dignified and domineering, he looks arrogant and evil.

And he answered.

"Not much."

Damn it! This answer turned the righteous man into a rage, and before he could turn back, he saw the witch Qingqiu slowly pulling out the sword from the poison master's hand, "I asked the devil how he felt about this man's repeated offenses to me. "

The devil: "No."

Qin Yu: "It really shouldn't be. I'm also a member of the Demon Sect. He tried to kill me again and again. I know. I think this person is too scheming. I don't know, I thought this person was taken by the Demon Lord." You came here to test me on purpose, with such a design, you clearly want to drive a wedge between you and me, the monarch and your ministers, it's really heartbreaking!"

The expressions of the people on the ninth floor of the Demon Sect were quite strange.

The poison master was horrified when he saw the subtle and lonely expression of the demon king, and was about to say something when Qin Yu waved his hand lightly.

A backhand slap.

Poof!

The poison master's head was smashed directly from the neck~IndoMTL.com~The bones and flesh turned into powdered blood mist.

Righteous people: "!!!"

People from the Demon Sect: ""

This is so fierce, too rigid!

The street was dead silent, and the Wuque disciples in the inn were also extremely quiet.

Is this what Senior Sister Qingqiu really looks like?

Spicy and charming, but calm.

"Knowing that it shouldn't be done but still doing it, this kind of person deserves to die."

"I dealt with this person for the Lord Demon Lord, is the Demon Lord happy?"

The devil narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "You have always been bold and cautious."

Qin Yu smiled slightly, raised his sword and lowered his head and walked down the stairs slowly, "Is that all? I thought the devil knew it all along, I love you"

This is a long story, could it be friendship?

She walked to the street and looked up at the Demon Lord. The two of them were dressed in black clothes, one was tall and domineering, the other was tall and handsome. , evil, sneaky, vicious and tricky, but no one can deny that they are outstanding, and this excellence should be matched.

At least, even if the rumors about Qin Yu's affair with the Demon King were rumored by the members of the Demon Sect on the ninth floor, they never put her on a par with those low-ranking witches.

She is a very outstanding and powerful person, she should be the core of everyone wherever she goes, and turn all beings upside down.

And what she said just now, could it be a statement of affection to the devil?

But the Demon King knew it was absolutely not, because he saw the contempt floating in her eyes like water.

"To you, shouldn't I be a talent you have finally recruited?"

"On value"

Qin Yu pointed at the dead poison master on the ground, his words were cold and light.

"How can such a waste compare with me."

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