I Just Want To Farm

Chapter 1903: save! (Today is still two more changes,

   Chapter 1903 Help! (Two more changes today, one more tomorrow)

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  However, under the public, why did the blood dragon call the name of the founder of the Wuji Chuangpai?

  The trouble-free people were extremely surprised, but they didn't dare to ask.

  Of course, Xie Ting Yongxue will forget it.

  "Who taught him this name?" asked Zhou Xuanqing alone.

  No one answered him.

  Because the blood dragon is already dizzy.

   Jiaojiao cautiously tried to take away his hand that held Qin Yu, while she spoke in an obedient way.

   "He is dizzy."

   Zhou Xuanqing: "I know, it was you who asked."

   Mingming Zhou Xuanqing is not here, Jiaojiao feels that she has a pair of terrible eyes staring at her deeply.

  The tone is cold and vicious.

  Woo woo woo, why do you want to be fierce!

  He didn’t say anything, and it wasn’t him who scolded the old woman!

  But he will never tell Yuyu!

   "I don't know... I guess it is..."

"Ok?"

   "It's Qiu Qiu! It was said before Qiu Qiu passed out! She said that only the old woman Xie Ting Yongxue in the sect can save her..."

  ——You betrayed her.

  Golden Wall said coldly.

   Jiaojiao: "Why, I betrayed Qiuqiu, not Yuyu!"

  Yah, I suddenly felt that the little majesty was still a little clever, but his memory was not very good.

  ——You cover your ears.

What?

  Jiaojiao hasn't reacted yet, boom!

  Jiaojiao was also stunned by lightning, lying on Qin Yu's body in black.

  Okay, two fell down at once, but they lived and died with the Qingqiu lying on the ground.

   "Bring them to see me." Zhou Xuanqing said lightly.

  Gu Chen pulled away Jiaojiao and the Blood Dragon, picked up Qin Yu and flew up. The next few peak masters looked at the Blood Dragon and Jiaojiao on the ground, and brought them together.

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   After the elder peak masters left, the disciples of Wuju were well managed by their respective true biography disciples, senior brothers and sisters, and they were all sealed off, but it was not that there was no talk between the true biography disciples.

   "Senior Sister Fang has been... only a few days ago, how come Senior Sister Qingqiu is seriously injured again."

   "The sect has its own handling, it should be confidential, I can't wait."

   "But Senior Sister Yun, will Senior Sister Qingqiu be alright?"

   Yun Chuxiu took a deep look at Ying Ruoruo, "When will she be better?"

  Uh, it seems to be right, Senior Sister Qingqiu has been on the way to sickness or weakness.

  Zhulan was quite calm, he pondered for a moment, and said: "Big brother is not only in the clan, can Senior Sister Yun be contacted?"

  She seems to think that this matter should be reported to Fifth Daoling as soon as possible.

   Yun Chuxiu: "I don't have one."

  She looked at Jing Dong and Feixi, both of them shook their heads.

   "In the past, only Senior Sister Fang could contact him. Later, there should be a Qingqiu, but now something happened to Qingqiu..."

  Everyone looked at each other.

  Who can contact the fifth Daoling.

   "Maybe we don't need to contact us, the sect will contact us."

  "Even if the sect does not contact..."

   Yun Chuxiu looked into the distance, with far-reaching eyes.

   "Such a big movement, he would have heard of it, if he knew something happened to Qingqiu."

   "He will definitely come back."

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  Gu Chen took Qingqiu into the jail, and two peak masters followed, bringing Jiaojiao and the blood dragon in together.

  Naturally, they also saw the people in the jail.

  Seriously, the atmosphere is a bit serious.

  The peak owners are very silent, and dare not say a word.

  The strange thing is that the big guys in the jail didn’t speak either, as if they were worrying about something.

  Probably because. . . Zhou Xuanqing's face was ugly, and her breath was a bit cold.

   scared them.

  For so many years, I rarely see him in such a posture.

   Gu Ji is angry by the fool outside who killed him at the gate of the sect, or because. . .

   "The Great Elder was killed?"

  The dignified woman spoke first, her voice a little hoarse.

   "According to the survey feedback, it is indeed likely to have fallen." The peak owners are already very euphemistic.

  The dignified woman closed her eyes and pressed her eyebrows.

  Over the years, the elder has been in contact with them. From the young to the old, although he has always felt that this kid is rigid and unflattering, he can see through a person's heart after a long time.

  This person was pretending to have no fault in his heart, and in the end he died for no fault.

  "Not telling Jinding mother-in-law for now?"

   "No need, she already knows."

  Because it has already arrived.

  Everyone turned their heads and looked, Mother-in-law Jinding really stood there with a cane, and the golden jujube tree not far behind was leaning against the long pavilion.

  Probably the question came, and I just heard it.

   Granny Jinding’s expression was cold, and under the gaze of everyone, she said, “It’s okay. From the first day he walked into the jail, I knew he would die sooner or later.”

  How does this sound like-whoever comes in from the outside will definitely die?

  The two peak owners sounded awkward, but Gu Chen didn't care, only looking at Zhou Xuanqing.

   Zhou Xuanqing's fingers moved slightly, Qin Yuxuelong and Jiaojiao both floated, "Go out."

  This is to the three Guchen.

  Gu Chen was silent for a while, took a deep look at Qingqiu, but turned around decisively, and the other two peak masters also ran away after saluting.

  The people in the jail didn't say much about it this day. This Senior Zhou was even more so. They couldn't talk about how he would save him.

  After the three people left, Zhou Xuanqing was about to enter the cave. Suddenly, Chang Ting came over and said, "Senior Zhou, I think I can help."

  She raised her finger to Xuelong and Jiaojiao.

   "At least I can do these two."

   Zhou Xuanqing glanced at her without comment.

  Changting night followed in.

  Golden-in-law mother-in-law did not move, she just walked to the edge of the cliff and looked into the distance with a cane. When she was carrying everyone on her back, her eyes were a little red.

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  In the cave, there is still the stove. Chang Ting looked around next night and said, "Sister Fang is not there?"

   "I was sent to the secret realm." Zhou Xuanqing casually said, Chang Tingwan still wanted to see how he rescued Qingqiu, as a result. . .

  He threw the man into the stove casually.

  Changting night: "..."

  How deep is she, although she was surprised, she didn't ask, she was only going to deal with the blood dragon and Jiaojiao, but with a sneer, all the cats and the dragons moved to Zhou Xuanqing's side.

   Chang Ting's eyes flashed in the evening, "Senior Zhou?"

  "You want to collect their blood for research."

  Changting smiled, "Senior forbid?"

  This is not a right way, nor is it moral, but she doesn’t think Zhou Xuanqing will care about it, unless. . . This cat and dragon has a secret.

   Zhou Xuanqing turned around, with his hands on his back, his face hidden in the darkness, and said a little.

   "There are ghosts in the clan."

  Changting's eyes narrowed at night.

   "Senior thought it was me?"

"What do you think?"

   "If Senior has determined that it is me, then I am already dead, probably because Senior doesn't know who it is at this time, so anyone in suspicion will simply be on guard."

   Zhou Xuanqing was noncommittal, Changting didn’t get angry at night, smiled, advancing and retreating moderately, “but seniors still let me in, there must be something to send.”

"have."

   "Senior, please say it."

   "Burn the fire."

  "..."

  Three minutes later, Chang Ting's complexion calmly evening, holding Nanming Limu cleverly and setting fire to the stove.

   Is she angry?

  What did she say, how could she care about this.

  After all, he is Senior Chou.

  She smiled and burned, and occasionally glanced at the people in the stove.

  Naturally, it should be recorded on the instigator.

  (End of this chapter)