Refining the World english

Qin Yu lowered her head and tightened the fence iron wire. After confirming that she would not fall off, she straightened her body. A severe coughing in her mouth caused a pale flush on her cheeks. The setting sun passed through the teenager's fragmented hair ends, half of his face was hidden in the shadow, his body was thinner and his eyes were not considered handsome, and there were still a few faint spots on his face, but he looked kind and intimate.

Because of this, after the wild boars broke into the drug garden in the first half of the year, the chief of the drug garden relented for a while, allowing Qin Yu to escape the tragic fate of hanging to death. However, he was not treated in time after the injury. Although the kid who took care of the potato was still suffering from the cold and left a cough all day, his face was paler than ordinary people, and he was often called maliciously as a sick man.

At this time, most of Qin Yu smiled, turned and looked indifferent. He was an orphan, and he knew the truth of fists from an early age. After finishing the items, Qin Yu lowered her head to clear the green slate.

This kind of stone is the most famous thing of the Dongyue School. It has a hard texture and excellent appearance. It has been favored by many practitioners to purchase and build mountain gates. It is a pillar product of the Dongyue School and has earned a lot of spiritual stones. Of course, such high-end cultivation items as Lingshi have nothing to do with outside disciples like Qin Yu. Most of them enter the head and elder's pockets, and a small part of them are sent to the martial arts.

The Dongyue School for seven years, maybe all the net worth under his feet, can't even afford a piece of bluestone at his feet? Qin Yu felt a bit awkward and immediately pressed. He is very clear about his qualifications, and once he is doomed to be mediocre, he shouldn't move his mind.