I Only Want to Farm Chapter 1784: Are you still counting? (Yan Zuo? Han Taixiang?/a>

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In the end, Qin Yu gave Fang Yourong's soul to Fifth Daoling, and he couldn't say whether he trusted the latter or because he knew that he was not suitable for raising a soul at the moment.

People who are being targeted by all parties should be ashamed to make a fuss. Don't overestimate yourself, and don't underestimate others. This is Qin Yu's deep reflection on Fang Yourong's death since this mistake.

——So after you noticed that Fang Yourong's soul was at the Fifth Dao Ling, you wanted to use Wuque's power to revive her?

Huang Jinbi knows Qin Yu too well, and he knows the elegance of the string song, so he guesses.

Qin Yu: "If I knew everything, it would be right to choose this way, but I am not, so I can only test it out first, without arguing. There is no truth in the inside of Wuque."

—So you know now?

Qin Yu: "I don't know completely - but at least I can know that it is sure that Fang Yourong can live again."

Fang Yourong is not an ordinary person. If there is nothing lacking in foundation and ability, there must be arrangements.

Qin Yu was relieved, so he handed over his soul, and gave up the last level of "break into the house" assessment. The battle with the Yaozu was all tall and strong, and the situation of the Lord Ye's family over there was over. She was fixed to death.

It's enough for her to recover from her injuries.

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There are not only points between "entering the hall" and "entering the room", but also seven days.

The soul that Qin Yu handed over on the third day was visited by a guest that afternoon.

Generally speaking, outsiders probably know that she is seriously injured. Believe it or not, they don't know, but on the bright side, it's not easy to visit someone when she is seriously injured. Is Lin Daiyu ill?

But they still came to the door, is it immoral?

No, the other party has a special status, so it's not easy to stop Wuque.

"Who?"

"Huangpao Taoist and Xiaoxiang Yeyu City Lord, see you or not."

Fifth Daoling also sent a voice to ask, "If you don't see me, I can tell them that you are dying and you can evade it."

Qin Yu: "Then I'd better see you."

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As soon as Taoist Huangpao and Hanhai Chaoyi entered the door, they saw a person sitting in a tea room in a sunny side room.

Frail and pale, but with bright and elegant eyebrows and eyes, people feel full of affection just looking at her.

I thought I would meet a junior sister intoxicated with sadness, but I didn't.

The yellow-robed Taoist, holding the poise of a senior, stepped forward to say hello, and stopped Qin Yu from getting up to salute, and sat down spontaneously, and called Han Hai Chaoyi.

The way of doing things is different, and the style of the way is also different. Not all practitioners like to talk about bad rules.

It is true that Wuque's rules are relatively strict, and Yazheng is well-known all over the world, but the yellow-robed Taoist saw that Qin Yu was in poor health, so he took the initiative to lift himself up so that the other party would not notice him.

"Hey, they are all from my family, you are welcome, Chao Yi, come and sit."

Han Hai glanced at Yi Na with cold eyes, sat down with a flick of his sleeves, looked at Qin Yu's figure and face, his eyes shone brightly, looked down at the other party reaching out to pour tea, paused, Han Hai looked at Qin Yu Yi reached out and lifted the teapot burning on the stove before Qin Yu.

"Miss Qingqiu is seriously injured, it's better to rest."

Qin Yu pursed his lips, keeping the corners of his mouth moderately soft, "It's actually okay, it's okay to pour some tea for you two."

Huangpao Taoist: "Little friend Qingqiu, with your talent, it's a pity that you can't participate in the final assessment."

He boasted abruptly, but it was not offensive.

It's a boast after all.

The result is this charming and elegant girl.

"Give the young people below a chance."

The yellow-robed Taoist paused, took off his Taoist robe, and asked seriously: "Not only is Miss Qingqiu how old is she practicing now?"

He should have heard it from someone, so he wants to confirm it now.

Qin Yu hasn't answered yet, Han Hai glanced at Qin Yu, "Twenty."

Only twenty? Sure enough, only twenty.

It's really scary.

The Taoist in yellow robe touched his bald head, and was about to express his emotions when the formidable young girl Qingqiu raised her eyes, three points serious, seven points serious.

"Sister City Lord knows?"

Is there anything not to know? Doesn't this woman know that she has checked her dozens of times?

Knowingly, but still cheating like this, it doesn't seem like a deliberate ridicule, so there must be no pitfalls

Han Hai Chaoyi's heart skipped a beat, he was alert, and glanced at the yellow-robed Taoist to change the subject, but the big bald man had a loud voice.

"Eh? Didn't you say that you are not familiar with this little friend Qingqiu? I want to drag you to visit, but you said that you are not familiar with him, so it is not convenient to come. Turn around, you even know how long he has practiced."

The Taoist in yellow robe is careless, Han Hai Chaoyi has an indifferent expression, and his eyes are cold looking at the Taoist in yellow robe, making the old Taoist look horrified.

Qin Yu smiled, and seemed to be kind enough to save the siege, "Actually, the city owner's sister probably remembered wrongly, and it was said that it was nineteen years."

Yellow robed Taoist: "Oh, is that a mistake?"

Qin Yu: "Actually, it's not wrong. In the past nineteen years, counting the other days in Yuyu City with the city owner's sister, it's twenty years."

The yellow-robed Taoist suddenly realized, and turned to look at Han Hai Chaoyi, "Oh, are you still counting the days?"

Han Hai glanced at Yi, and stuffed the innocent and honest bald head and the generally dignified and soft junior sister into his eyes.

Two sluts, there is no one left.

Jin Jinbi silently translated the heartfelt voice of the beautiful city lord.

Then, in front of the two of them, she threw several of the bitterest and most astringent fairy lemon fruits into the teapot~IndoMTL.com~ and stewed the tea.

She is serious.

The eyelids of both of them twitched violently.

Wait, should I drink it or not?

Huang Jinbi posted a row of fake smiley faces on WeChat.

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The two still drank.

Huangpao Taoist: I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this door if I don't drink.

Qin Yu: If I don't drink it, I'm afraid I will be smothered to death on the bed with a quilt.

Enduring the indescribable bitterness, the yellow-robed Taoist was also very patient, and smiled bitterly, "Miss Qingqiu is only in the Nascent Soul stage, so she can get 3,400 points, ranking ninth. Awesome!"

Is this amazing?

This is not normal.

This big bald head came to test it?

Qin Yu's heart was clear, and his face was calm, "When I went in, I was very vain, and I was hiding, probably because I was timid, so I was lucky, and I caught two or three chances when others fled to me, and killed people and seized treasures." Already."

These words are very strange. They are both polite and modest, but also perverse and harsh.

The smile of the Taoist in yellow robe became more obvious, "It's amazing."

Qin Yu: "You're welcome."

Han Hai Chaoyi looked coldly at the hypocrisy of the big and the young, and took out some fruit and snacks. Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and the chubby Jiaojiao ran over and jumped onto the tea table , Nested in Qin Yu's arms, rolled around before picking up the small desk, Baba saw the snacks on it, his eyes rolled.

The little eyes

The Taoist in yellow robe looked at it thoughtfully, but with a smile on his face, "What a cute cat, do you want to eat it?"

He wanted to tease him with snacks, but the cat ignored him and turned to ask his master. "Qiuqiu, why are they all vegetarian? What about jerky? I want jerky."

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