I Just Want To Farm

Chapter 2238: Fuck him! (End, sleep Austria)

   Chapter 2238 Fuck him! (End, sleep Austria)

  Brahma Saint Ji: "..."

  Let’s let go of this topic.

  I always think something is yellowish.

  Heh, shameless, do you dare to compare with me? Overestimate!

At this time, Qin Yu is like the movie version of Yitian Slaughter the Dragon. Zhao Min opened the curtain and walked out after letting his subordinates kill a few chickens in the teahouse. He brushed it, opened the fan, raised his eyes frivolously and swept his eyebrows lightly. , A contemptuous sentence.

   "I can't help myself!"

What    wants is this solo aura!

  ————

  I have returned the bath towels, but there is nothing wrong with it.

  Qin Yu was about to ask, Saint Brahma spoke first, "What else do you have?"

  Qin Yu: "Ah? Actually not..."

  Brahma Saint Ji: "Then you still don't go down?"

   Then Qin Yu was pushed out by a force.

  Falling from high altitude.

  Qin Yu never flew again, and fell all the way, finally falling into the dense forest! ———

When Jiaojiao found Qin Yu, the latter was supporting the tree, her face pale, her breath weak, and she looked haggard.

   Jiaojiao was shocked! He blurted out: "Yuyu, are you swollen! Damn it! She is really swollen! How can it be like this! Yuyu, Yuyu, how are you..."

  Qin Yu: "It's okay."

   Jiaojiao: "It's okay to be called after all this? But your spiritual power..."

  Qin Yu: "She put me in confinement, and she also confinement her spiritual power."

   Jiaojiao couldn't believe it, she was also angry, "Why, you gave her the bath towel!"

  Qin Yu held the tree and sighed faintly, "Who knows, maybe I am afraid I will resist."

  Wow, the information content is huge!

   Jiaojiao: "..."

  I can’t control my thoughts, Yuyu, you have worked hard!

  ————

  The Brahma Saint Ji did little things to Qin Yu. Qin Yu didn’t mind very much. After all, she was a great emperor. As long as she didn’t kill her, it would be a trivial matter.

   "But that scum monster can't bear it!"

  The emperor bullies people as it should be, and Qin Yu recognizes the status and strength of the other party-don't ask her why, she bullies others and is afraid of hardships, and does not accept rebuttals!

   can be tricked by a subordinate of a big lewd monk, and carry a big pot on his back, which is no good.

Qin Yu secretly resented, "From the information collected in Youhuang City, the way to go to Qingfeng is an opportunity. The entrance will be near Youhuang City, that is, this area. Anyway, it's not here, it's almost nearby. "

   "Oh, what do you think that demon monk is still in Youhuang City now?"

"Of course, otherwise, how could the dog he raised desperately throw the pot away for me to draw the attention of those people. Now that he is safe, why should he leave Youhuang City? I suspect that the servant also went on the Nirvana Festival of the Zen Gate. It must be a huge benefit. , So that all Buddhist cultivators are not willing to miss it, so..."

  Jiaojiao realizes that Qin Yu is going to make trouble, she looks at each other and sneered.

  Fuck him!

  ————

In Youhuang City, the demon monk Wuhua really breathed a sigh of relief. He did not expect that he would be suddenly exposed in Youhuang City. Fortunately, one of his subordinates acted as cannon fodder and led away people, but he also knew that once his subordinates were arrested, those people would be there. After torturing one or two, or even if the person is dead, use some soul-searching methods, and he can't hide it anymore.

  However, this subordinate has always been his confidant, and he was considered a disciple. He didn't expect that he was really a bit witty and loyal. This pot was just what he wanted.

  It's a pity that little monk. . . .

   looks even more beautiful than a fairy.

  Wuhua remembered something, took a sip of tea, and let out a long sigh of relief.

  Wait for the entrance to open.

Originally, time passed quickly. The morning dew was very good the next day. There was water mist lingering outside Youhuang City, condensed on the green leaves, soaked in the fragrance of flowers, a hundred-foot-high Guanhua plume, with strong branches and hanging tidbits. The clumps are like a cover, purple and white and beautiful, very dreamy.

  And above the lake opposite it, I don’t know when, there was a clear and secluded path, as if it naturally existed there, and it was fascinating.

   "This is it."

   "The place where Zen Gate enters, must be alive and beautiful, and refreshing."

   "Naturally, Zen is the prosperous branch of my Buddhism, and the sage of Taoism, so it should be."

A bunch of rainbow farts are very fresh and refined, and they all come from the mouths of a group of benevolent monks, wandering among the green mountains and green water, and it is like getting onychomycosis. One infects two people who are connected to the non-Buddha in order to protect them. The home court advantage of this mainstream thigh has opened up another rainbow fart scene in minutes.

When Xuan Luoyun waited with a group of people, he was not in a very good mood, and was not interested in the considerate care of his parents. Next to him, an extravagant man with a splendid but very well-dressed man frowned and said in a low voice: " But he is a little monk, no matter if he is a demon monk without flowers, and is destroyed by the emperor, even if you meet by the water, you should not be so emotional. I wait for practitioners, how can I be so unsteady in mind!"

  Xuan Luoyun didn't want to be preached by his elder brother at this time. He was forced to talk and was annoying, so he moved his steps and wanted to walk away, but was caught by another person.

Speaking of it, the Xuan Luo family’s looks are not low, even the youngest, fat and white is also a cute fat man, not to mention the eldest brother and the second sister with the best looks, but the second sister has a colder temperament than the boss, and is more preaching, with a glance in his eyes. Come like a knife.

   "It just makes people think that you are so cheating, and you shouldn't be so cheating."

  Is it okay to cheat professional users?

  Xuan Luoyun is very stubborn, "You haven't seen her, don't know how good she is, she is a good person!"

   "Does it look good?"

   "Hmm... Nor is it... I'm not that kind of person."

  Then Big Brother Xuanluo and Second Sister Xuanluo keenly noticed that the eyes of the third sister floated, and followed their gazes.

  Among more and more people gathering here, one of them, a handsome young man with a green shirt, came slowly from a remote path outside the city, like a man who walked on wormwood in the morning and returned to meet his sweetheart.

   Brother Xuanluo and Sister Xuanluo both glanced twice, then looked at the third sister together with a sneer.

Ah!

Xuan Luoyun still has a little resistance. After hearing the sneer, he was embarrassed and tried to struggle for one or two. He couldn't help but said: "In fact, he is just average. What I want to talk about is character. A real character is precious, save my life and save me..."

"what is it call?"

"what?"

   "I don't even know what people call them, what do you miss? Also, he didn't even tell you his own law name?"

  You are so careless to deceive people?

  Whether it is the demon monk Wuhua, they all have no good feelings for this little monk who coaxed their three sisters into a mess.

  What kind of Chinese cabbage dare to come to our pigs. . . .

   Just when the two brothers and sisters pulled a certain little monk into the blacklist every minute, they smelled a scent of flowers and a rustle of flowers and rain.

Turning his head, I saw that a person was lying on the branch above the crown flower plume. At this time, this person sat up, holding a fat turtle, and flowing on the beautiful bald head. The clear dewdrops, the eyebrows and eyebrows are also moist, the slender legs hang with the pale brown simple robes, and the eyebrows seem to have a bit of ignorance and laziness just after waking up, but the complexion is pale and the body is weak, as if it has not been ill for a long time. The poor man who is more angry like a gossamer makes people feel distressed when they look at it.

  She seemed to see something, her gaze passed through the sea of ​​people, she saw a place, and then she lowered her head and tapped the little turtle lying on her legs with her fingers.

  Tune softly, with a hoarse voice: "Turtle, look at that person. Yesterday we carried a big pot on our back. Go and hold him. Let's ask him..."

   "Why do you want to kill so many beautiful, lovely and gentle sisters in this world."

   Then she threw the little turtle out.

  (End of this chapter)