I Just Want To Farm

Chapter 892: Save people

   Chapter 892

  Mother Zhao's expression was astonished, and she murmured suspiciously, "Girl, didn't we just look dazzled just now?"

  The young woman frowned, bit her lower lip slightly, "Maybe."

   "Oh, this is a terrible thing to see blood, let's hurry down the mountain."

  Mother Zhao obviously didn't believe Qin Yu's words, but she didn't get an answer to what she said, just felt that her wrist was suddenly grasped.

   "Mother Zhao, we have to go up."

   "Why? The girl actually believes in this wicked person!?"

   "It's too far down the mountain..." The young woman sweated on her forehead, touched her stomach, her lips and teeth trembled, "I'm very uncomfortable..."

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  Qin Yu walked up. Because of the fast speed, he quickly found Ke Dong and others. Ke Dong had already caught Jing Linhou who had escaped and was waiting for Qin Yu.

  "Young Master Xiaoyu is really an extraordinary martial artist, so we have cleaned up the remnants below so quickly, it happened that we also got this person, and completed the master's task properly, it is great!"

Qin Yu smiled at him, walked over, and glanced at Jing Linhou, who was pale and wretched, "You are not slow, but this person is Jing Linhou? Looks like an ordinary man without prestige in the past. The man of the mountains."

Ko Dong: "You don’t know Young Master Yu. He wears a disguise mask on his face, and I don’t know which underworld craftsman made it. It’s lifelike. If we hadn’t got confidential information, I really didn’t know that he was hiding here and it’s changed. Having become like this, I heard that Young Master Xiaoyu was also good at disguising himself, he must be able to see this person's way."

   "I know this, but I haven't seen any other methods so realistic. I have to take a good look."

  Qin Yu took a closer look, but saw that Jing Linhou’s pupils trembled lightly, very frightened, and there was another kind. . . Fiercely!

  咻!

  When the sleeve crossbow inside Jing Linhou's sleeve stretched out the dark needle, the dark needle flew out from the side of the arm that Qin Yu avoided sideways, but in the direction she was sideways, Ke Dong had also prepared for it with a sword. . .

  Keng!

  The sword flew out and inserted into the trunk of a cedar tree obliquely behind.

  Ke Dong's head fell to the ground.

  Sword slowly turned in front of him, Qin Yu turned the blade carelessly, letting the blood on it drip down to the ground along the wide side of the blade, the silver surface was white, not stained with blood, and his eyes were cold and calm.

  "Since I'm here to do business, I didn't want to leave here when I caught people and horses, but I was deliberately tossing with me. If it's not that I can't do things well, I have another plan. But, you haven't thought about how good your brain is?"

  The other two subordinates were silent, they had to kneel down and beg for mercy, but Qin Yu didn't let them kneel down, instead let them fall.

People fell, Jing Linhou was also scared to pee, seeing so many people fighting and fighting and finally surviving such a forehead opened his eyes, and his heart was also wrapped in a spider web. The living Hades stood in front of him, and the sword fell in. Sheath, the sword light is cold and dazzling.

   "You... Are you going to kill me?"

"No, I just think that you were awakened by us at night, and the dark circles under my eyes are so heavy. I definitely didn't sleep well. I hope you can get a good night's sleep in your bed, and the group of people who are going to come up below will also be cleaned up by me. , I'll take you out of this little place again, let's meet the beautiful mountains and rivers, okay?"

  Jing Linhou looked at the mask on her face, did not dare to let go of a fart, so he could only nod his head obediently.

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  Qin Yu set up Jing Linhou, who was scared by her almost half lost. She wanted to go down the mountain to do another thing, but before that, she had to go back to her house once.

  However, she was about to go back to the house, but she heard from all directions the painful cry of a woman from the upper Buddhist temple, and several monks in a hurry.

  Naturally, there was also the pleading voice of the middle-aged mother.

  The woman was scared to have a miscarriage?

  This is not made of tofu, right?

  ——Since ancient times, a woman’s pregnancy has always been fragile and dangerous. What's more, this woman is inherently thin, and with continuous changes, she is very haggard. Is it possible to be caught by you again? They are made of water, but unlike you, they are made of stainless steel and concrete. "

  Qin Yu frowned: "..."

  Did she say something? So many waiting for her were not made by her.

  Uh, well, it seems that she was scared, so I can barely get along.

   "I'm busy, there is a main task line."

Qin Yu took off the mask, opened the door, and prepared to change his identity as another person, but for a second, the old mother above kneeled down and begged the monks to help save people, knocking her leg bones and forehead heavily. .

"Damn! Other people's climbing the mountain is asking for a child, she's better, she has a big belly to climb the mountain, so what is the hurry to give Guanyin a child?!" For a second, Qin Yu cursed, and went out without doing anything. Shaped glancing upwards.

  These words are terrible.

  Golden Wall is silent, anyway this will happen in the future. . . The Bodhisattvas will see it.

Will do.

  If his Chosen has always been so capable.

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In the mountains, the young woman has already seen red under her body, and a piece of her skirt has been stained with blood. How many monks have seen such battles, it is not that they are unwilling to save people, and monks do not taboo this, life is first, but they do not Know how to save it!

  Pregnancy of this woman is the most dangerous "symptom". She can't move easily. Now she is scared to see Hong. They are not gynecologists. Even if they know some medicine and stone techniques, they are only traumatic and internal injuries. They can't deal with it!

   "Mother Zhao... Mother Zhao... This is fate..."

The young woman suddenly grabbed Mother Zhao's wrist, her face was as pale as fresh A4 paper, and her hands kept shaking, "If I go... burn the ashes of my mother's hometown, you... you later ... well..."

  She didn't come up in one breath, the blood in her body almost disappeared, her eyes were tearful, and her hands were loose, she would let go of the breath she had been insisting on all this time.

   "I... I should have died a long time ago."

  She closed her eyes.

  Mother Zhao looked at her. . .

  The door was suddenly kicked open, a white shadow came in, and without a word, she opened Zhao's mother, and pointed her finger on the young woman's wrist.

   "Open your eyes, lift up your breath, I will give you the infusion of internal strength and internal blood."

Qin Yu moved quickly, and the purest internal force poured into the woman's body, controlling her pulse to control her movement, and instructing the monks: "Bald head, remember the name of the medicine I reported, go and cook the medicine, the faster The better, there is hot water."

  Everyone was shocked, but it was about time to save someone. When the monk saw her handsome face and bright clothes, she didn't look like a bad person, so he was relieved and went out to help.

But Mother Zhao was overjoyed for a while and looked at Qin Yu. Because she didn’t recognize the mask, she didn’t recognize anyone. She just felt that the clothes were a bit familiar, but there are more boys wearing white clothes. Kindhearted, it was definitely not the murderer before, and she was overjoyed and didn't think too much, so when Qin Yu glanced at her and asked her to prepare clean clothes, she immediately did.

  But Mother Zhao didn't know her when she was gone. The young woman who had decided not to survive opened her eyes, suddenly saw Qin Yu's face, she was stunned, her eyes burning sharp.

  Hate, resentment, despair, humiliation. . .

  Qin Yu: "..."

  This may not be the hatred of digging the ancestral grave, but the corpse whip after digging the ancestral grave?

  (End of this chapter)