I Only Want to Farm Chapter 827: Catch the bird
Qin Yu watched with cold eyes, only to hear the sound of the wind tightening, and these martial arts masters shot up in unison.
Catch!
Shut up! Showing all the lightness kung fu and body skills one by one, the bird was taken aback and quickly flew up, but when the swords and darts were all fired, it was frightened, and it staggered and swooped down.
In fact, it is very difficult to catch a bird. It can fly. To catch it, one has to block the sky, and the other has to panic.
But these people are very sophisticated, there are many people, and they are satisfied with one or the other, so the bird is running wildly, and everyone is scratching at random, and it is very lively for a while.
Shangwen Lingyun came here today just to eat fish, but she never expected to see such an interesting side, so she didn't bother to eat fish, so she took the time to look at the scene in front of her, but her eyes occasionally glanced over one person.
Zhizhi, the little bird squeaked, escaped countless people while flying under such a violent capture, and even took advantage of the loophole to fly into the sky!
"No, it's going to run away!"
Someone exclaimed, watching it break through the line of defense, and then. . . got caught.
This person seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and seemed to catch up just in time, anyway, she grabbed it as soon as she stretched out her hand.
The little bird is held in a slender palm.
When everyone saw it, they immediately exploded in surprise.
"It's Young Master Yu!"
"Bah, what a young master! It's just a flower picker!"
Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, and those in the seats were not quite calm.
"It's him! He must not be allowed to eat this fish." Zhao Rong drew his sword without saying a word. With a cool temperament, he pointed his sword at Qin Yu's throat in the blink of an eye.
But she didn't expect it. . . The latter avoided it with a side step, but there were other people coming quickly behind him, and he needed to be kind to others when fighting. Others watched, but no one cared about this little fish boy, so it was better The man directly lit up the edge of the weapon.
No, the long knife stabbed at Qin Yu's back and chest!
Isn't this catching birds? Become a murderer in minutes!
But what is surprising is that the little fish boy avoided it again.
It's useless, the third person, the fourth, and the fifth, all besieged!
If the bird is in my hand, I have the world?
There is a fart! These people are deliberately continuing to compete for this bird to kill her! It's a pity that the people in Tiance Pavilion didn't call to stop this day, obviously the bird had already been caught, but they just wanted to get rid of her by catching the bird.
Qin Yu can see clearly for himself, let alone others.
Gu Ye used his chopsticks to hold the fish meat. He was eating one piece at a time. After seeing Qin Yu's attack, he raised his head and chewed the fish carefully. Disapproving words.
I also heard Jiang Muchen explain the identity of this person to Wen Lingyun.
The daughter of the family may not know the name of this Jianghu flower picker.
"Master Xiaoyu? I know." Shangwen Lingyun just smiled, didn't say much, just turned her eyes and glanced at Qin Yu who was besieged by everyone.
"It's more powerful than I thought."
How powerful is it? She hadn't been mobbed to death yet.
Avoided one by one.
Another prediction.
This kid's combat talent is very powerful.
People who didn't end up seeing the way, but the martial arts masters of Tiance Pavilion looked a little strange, because this young man seemed to be much stronger than before, and his body style seemed familiar.
Everyone was thinking about it, when they suddenly heard the young man shouting "I can't bear it": "Everyone, it's just catching birds. If you use knives and guns again, I won't be polite."
"Shameless thief, you are welcome? You are welcome to show me!" Zhao Rong has a little pepper temper, and he hates flower picking thieves the most, so he hates Qin Yu very much, and yelled when he heard this.
Seeing her being so jealous, the others naturally shouted to deal with Qin Yu.
Qin Yu didn't say much, just drew his sword.
The sword light rises, the silver light splits suddenly, the body shape is incited, and the sharp edge follows the sword, cutting out the starlight.
They couldn't catch her shadow with their eyes, and couldn't find her sword with their swords, but her eyes could sweep away the dust, and they could count all their cards with a single move of their brains.
There is such a big gap in internal strength, but she gave them no time to exert their internal strength, not even time to react.
In the blink of an eye, all of them were thrown with flying swords, kicked in the face, swept in the stomach, kicked in the legs, losing or retreating.
Finally ended in Zhao Rong.
She only saw that the "companions" in front of and around her were defeated one by one, and when it was her turn. . . The flower picker, who was wearing a small fish mask and pretended to be mysterious but actually was evil inside, came with a sword.
Her heart twisted, she raised her sword and faced it without retreating.
At that moment, seeing the flower picker buckle the sword backhand, with the blade backward and the hilt forward, she blocked Zhao Rong's blade with the hilt, clasped her hand again, snatched the sword, and with a clang, helped Zhao Rong sheathed her sword.
Then Gu Ying walked out three meters away with a side step.
The sleeves of the clothes are fluttering, and the little bird in the hand is chirping.
There was a sound under the mask.
"Miss Zhao."
Zhao Rong raised her eyes to look at him, and sneered, "I didn't expect you to be so powerful, and your skills are not as good as others. If you have anything to laugh at, just come."
"You are fine."
"?"
"When you meet a heinous, treacherous, cunning and shameless flower picker, you can stick to your principles and be brave before life and death. That's very good."
"..."
Zhao Rong felt that this person's mind might have been trapped by the door, or it was on purpose.
Could it be. . .
"I've changed my past, changed my mind, and will never do those bad things again. If Ms. Zhao doesn't believe it, she can come to me anytime in the future, or to Tiance Pavilion, they all know."
The masters of Tiance Pavilion: "..."
No, we don't know, don't talk nonsense.
As soon as the deputy head teacher Zhang Chunheng was about to speak, Jiang Wangye suddenly became interested, looked at Qin Yu carefully, and said with a smile: "The sword comes out of the "Three Meridians", and the body shape is "Lone Wild Goose". Your age is also extremely good, if you don't have a bad reputation, you can be regarded as the leader of this generation."
Beating a group of second-rate and third-rate martial arts people into dogs, the strength is basically top-notch among the first-rate class, and this little fish boy is only in his twenties, so he can indeed be regarded as a young talent.
It's rare to see Jiang Wangye boasting, just because she defeated them? But people like Zhao Rong are not that strong~IndoMTL.com~ Don't say that Qin Shaoyu didn't take it seriously, but Jiang Muchen also took a look at Qin Yu and frowned slightly when he thought of the two or three words said by the beauty around him just now.
"If I'm not wrong, she just entered your Tiance Pavilion to read the secret scrolls. The "Three Meridians" and "The Lone Wild Goose" are extremely difficult to learn, even if she entered your pavilion on the first day , It’s been less than half a month now, but I have learned this level, and I am very talented.”
This is why Jiang Wangye really looks at Qin Yu differently.
But he boasted so thoroughly, and his purpose was very cryptic - if Qin Yu really changed his ways, he should pay the price for his past behavior. On the contrary, the better her talent, the less it would be able to make her grow.
Uncle is still an uncle, this is gloomy.
Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat.
So after Jiang Wangye said these words, Jiang Muchen got up.
"It's so powerful, I want to see it a little bit."
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