My wife is a sword god

Qin Feng was still looking forward to what kind of expressions Cang Feilan and Liu Jianli would have when they got the sugar figures he made, but he found that Lan Ningshuang seemed a little unhappy.

That look of keeping people at a distance was very similar to the day when he and Liu Jianli got married and the two met in the lobby for the first time.

Qin Feng thought for a moment and figured out the reason.

Oops, I was so excited just now that I made a sugar figure of Miss Cang in front of her without thinking. Although I don’t know why, Miss Lan and Miss Cang obviously don’t get along. Qin Feng pulled the corner of his mouth and thought about how to solve the current situation.

After a while, Qin Feng pretended to talk to himself: "I went to Qiyuan City some time ago and encountered crises many times. Fortunately, Miss Cang came to my rescue.

I was still worried about how to repay her favor, and this sugar figure solved the urgent problem."

Lan Ningshuang was stunned when she heard it. It turned out that it was to repay a favor.

But she felt more guilty in her heart. When her son-in-law was in danger, she was not by his side.

Qin Feng has been observing the expression of the beauty beside him. After what he said just now, the frost on the latter's face melted away, replaced by self-blame?

What is going on? Women's minds are really hard to guess.

"Miss Lan, you..." Qin Feng, who was puzzled, wanted to ask.

But he was interrupted by Lan Ningshuang: "Son-in-law, can you call me Ningshuang in the future? Miss Lan always feels a little awkward."

"Ah?" Qin Feng was stunned.

"Is it not okay?"

After saying this, she also felt that she was a little bold, her cheeks were slightly red, and her ears were hot.

"Of course it's okay. Miss Ningshuang?" Qin Feng tried.

"Yeah." Lan Ningshuang laughed when she heard the words, as bright as the spring breeze in March. Although the son-in-law still added the word "girl", she was still full of joy.

The two came to Tingyu Pavilion and saw a familiar figure standing at the door from a distance.

Cang Feilan heard the movement and turned her head to look over, and happened to meet Lan Ningshuang's eyes.

After approaching, Lan Ningshuang expressed her gratitude from the bottom of her heart: "Thank you Miss Cang for protecting my son-in-law some time ago."

Cang Feilan didn't say much, just nodded slightly. She glanced at Qin Feng and stepped into Tingyu Pavilion.

At this time, Qin Feng said: "Then I'll go in to read. I'll probably come out in the evening. If there's nothing else, Miss Ningshuang can go back to Qin's house first and come to pick me up later."

When Cang Feilan heard the title, her figure suddenly paused, but she quickly pretended to be nothing and entered Tingyu Pavilion.

"No, I'll wait for my son-in-law here."

"Okay."

The two parted.

The old man Baili, who was lying on the rattan chair, glanced at it with interest, and an intriguing smile appeared on his face.

In Tingyu Pavilion, Qin Feng found Cang Feilan and took out the sugar man he had made earlier.

"Miss Cang, this is for you."

Cang Feilan frowned slightly, but still took the sugar man and looked at it carefully.

The sugar man looked very much like her, even the temperament between the eyebrows was 70% similar, which showed how much effort the person who made the sugar man put in.

Her brows relaxed instantly, and there was a hint of smile in her blue eyes.

"Try it quickly and see how it tastes. If it melts, it won't taste good." Qin Feng urged.

The drunkard's intention was not to drink.

He just wanted to see the other party's true face hidden under the black square scarf.

Unfortunately, Cang Feilan put the sugar man away with a wipe of his right hand, and even the reply was not much different from what Lan Ningshuang said before.

"I don't have the mood now, I'll eat it after I go back."

Qin Feng immediately showed a look of regret.

At this time, a black exquisite hairband appeared out of thin air in Cang Feilan's hand, with golden lines flowing on it, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary product.

"What is this?" Qin Feng looked curious.

"It's a treasure I got by chance before. It can calm the mind and help the sages of literature to restore their literary spirit.

For me, it's not very useful, so I'll take it as a return gift for your sugar man." Cang Feilan said lightly. She had never forgotten the treasure of Qi Yuancheng.

Qin Feng opened his mouth and took the hairband.

A sugar man could be exchanged for a treasure. He seemed to see a way to get rich.

"This, isn't appropriate?" Qin Feng felt a little sorry, and then silently changed the hairband for himself.

"It doesn't matter. This kind of thing also takes up some space in my house." Cang Feilan didn't care.

Rich and inhuman!

Qin Feng's face twitched, and he became more curious about Cang Feilan's identity. What kind of family can give birth to such a generous rich woman!

"Thank you Miss Cang." He said with a fist.

When Cang Feilan heard this, a trace of displeasure flashed in her green eyes. She wanted to say something, but finally gave up.

"Well." She responded with a nasal sound, and she turned and left with her long legs.

Qin Feng looked at the graceful back and vaguely saw that the tip of the ear exposed outside the black scarf was unusually pink.

A street in Jinyang City was surrounded by a crowd of people, and cheers were heard from time to time.

In the middle of the crowd, there was a large empty space, and a silver-haired young man in colorful clothes was performing his talent.

The small wooden house behind the carriage had already been put on the ground by him, and the magical Hundred Demons Picture was vivid.

Yaozang reached into the Hundred Demons Picture with his right hand, then slowly opened it in front of everyone and said "Change!"

The gorgeous butterflies danced gracefully, and flew into the sky in the surprised eyes of everyone, and then exploded one after another, and green blood splashed everywhere.

Everyone was shocked, but the blood turned into green fireflies in the blink of an eye, dazzling.

"Good!" The onlookers applauded.

Yaozang put his two fingers together, and a beautiful face suddenly appeared on the Hundred Demons Picture.

Lilac eyelids, pink pupils, snow-white face, and red lips as bright as cinnabar.

The green mist surrounded the beautiful face, adding a different kind of temptation.

Everyone present, both men and women, was stunned when they saw this face.

Yaozang's mouth was grinning, almost to his ears, but this horrifying scene did not attract everyone's attention.

He kept tapping the palm of his left palm with two fingers of his right hand, and the beautiful face slowly floated out of the small wooden house, with a charming smile, seducing everyone's mind.

In everyone's eyes, only the beautiful face was left.

There was a hint of ferocity in Yaozang's eyes. He was about to do something, but suddenly raised his eyebrows.

The shadow behind him kept lengthening, extending into the alley not far behind, then slowly stood up and turned into an identical Yaozang.

In the dark alley, the ground began to loosen.

In a moment, Qian Kui, wearing a ghost mask, a black and white robe, and long gray hair, appeared in front of him.

"Did you bring the things?" Qian Kui stretched out his palm wrapped in white shrouds.

Yaozang did not take out the things, but asked with a smile: "Of course I brought the ghost Buddha's things, but I can't open it. Can you tell me what is inside?"