My wife is a sword god

The two days passed quickly.

The weather in the city is constantly changing. Sometimes it is rainy, and sometimes it is extremely hot. It always makes people feel that this is not winter, but summer.

Qin Feng took the time these two days to practice medicine at the entrance of Baoyitang to accumulate literary skills.

In the afternoon, I went to Tingyuxuan and memorized the books.

He had not seen Miss Cang in Tingyuxuan during this period, which made him extremely disappointed.

He also asked the bad old man if he knew what Miss Cang had been doing these days, but the reply he received was just a sneer.

This was quite what he expected.

It is worth mentioning that when walking on the streets of the city, you can see the figures of the Shen Gongfang group from time to time.

No matter when they leave Qin Mansion in the morning or return to Qin Mansion at night, those people are always busy repairing the damaged streets and buildings.

Working day and night, racing against time, he is worthy of the title of Rolling King.

But Qin Feng is still curious, who invited the people from Shen Gongfang?

"Under the guidance of Senior Sword Maniac, my second brother's sword skills indeed have more charm than before, but I always feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

It was as if the students he had worked so hard to train were abducted by other teachers. "

"I heard from Hei Tantou that Senior Yu seems to have been in front of Lord Sword Maniac from time to time in the past two days, consciously or unconsciously praising his second brother's talent with swords.

It seems that the words I hinted at before worked, and Senior Yu has joined the camp that persuades Lord Dao Kuang to accept disciples.

I just don’t know when substantial progress will be made. "

"Speaking of which, all the damage to the meridians in Liu Jianli's body will be healed tonight. By then, she will be able to stand up again and become the sword god that everyone is looking for."

Qin Feng thought of the beautiful figure in white, and his expression became a little dazed.

The two were not supposed to cross paths, but the ancestral marriage contract gave them an inexplicable connection when they were born.

The Liu family was at its peak, while the Qin family was in despair and left Jinyang City.

The ancestral marriage contract naturally became a joke.

No one thought the two families would consummate their engagement.

As a result, Liu Jianli failed to survive the catastrophe and was knocked down from the mortal world. Mr. Liu accepted the engagement and married her away here.

Who could guess such a thing?

Qin Feng shook his head with emotion, his memory drifting back to the wedding day.

The beauty was wearing red makeup, holding a fan in her hand. At this moment, he could still clearly remember the delicacy, softness, and faint warmth when he held the other person's hand.

On the wedding night, the beauty changed into white clothes and sat alone in the courtyard, looking up at the sky with empty eyes.

That lonely and lonely figure makes people extremely heart-wrenching to see.

He remembered the way the other person's right hand tactfully controlled the water flow, as if commanding it with his arm.

He remembered the elegance with which the other party's jade fingers gently opened while eating noodles.

He remembered the opponent's talent of turning water into a dragon and using water to turn into a sword.

He recalled how powerful the opponent's sword was to cut through the bones and the clouds to break through the moon.

Shushu shivered in the thunderstorm, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with peerless youthfulness.

It turned out that the two of them had experienced so much without even realizing it.

The fairy in heaven may fall into the mortal world, but that will only stay for a moment.

"If you are cured, will you leave and try to become the master of swordsmanship again?" Qin Feng murmured to himself, feeling a little disappointed at this moment.

Look up to the sky.

The bright moon is like frost, the good wind is like water, and it is infinitely pure.

Unfortunately, no one saw him.

"When did I become so pretentious?" Qin Feng laughed dumbly, then let out a breath and walked towards the lake pavilion.

"Miss, after tonight, your body will recover and you can stand up again." Lan Ningshuang said excitedly in the lake pavilion.

"Yes." Liu Jianli responded lightly. The damaged meridians in her body were basically restored. With her ability to control her body, she could actually walk like a normal person.

However, if the meridians are not completely repaired, there will eventually be some problems with the flow of energy, which will affect her practice in the Shenwu Dao tradition.

She looked up to the sky, and before she knew it, she had been here for nearly two months.

A lot really happened.

At this moment, what slowly emerged in my mind was the figure in black.

Liu Jianli seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly asked: "Ningshuang, if I want to express my gratitude to someone, what can I do?"

She used to live an unchanging life, either practicing or practicing swordsmanship.

As a result, she didn't know how to do many things in the world.

"Miss, is the person you are talking about my uncle?" Lan Ningshuang asked curiously.

Liu Jianli nodded slightly.

Lan Ningshuang pondered for a moment and murmured: "If you are an ordinary person, just give some gifts and express your gratitude.

But the young lady and the uncle are husband and wife, so there is no need to stick to these things."

"By the way, the grandma of the Liu family told me a way!" Lan Ningshuang's eyes flashed and she stepped forward to whisper something to Liu Jianli.

When the two separated, Liu Jianli's fair face had a faint hint of pink, which was really beautiful.

"Really?" she asked uncertainly.

"Grandma of the Liu family knows a lot. Since she said so, she must be right.

Ah, miss, my uncle is here! "Lan Ningshuang reminded in a low voice.

Liu Jianli heard this and sat upright again. She was so dazed just now that she didn't notice the other party's arrival.

Qin Feng walked to Huting and felt that the atmosphere here was a bit strange.

Lan Ningshuang left for an excuse, and she would not disturb the world that should belong to the two of them.

After Qin Feng watched Ning Shuang leave, he looked at the beauty in white again.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but Liu Jianli looked a little unnatural tonight, and her face, which was as smooth as cream, seemed to have a faint pink.

Could it be because of the light?

Qin Feng shook his head, exhaled and said: "After tonight, the damage to your meridians will be completely repaired."

"Yeah." Liu Jianli responded lightly.

The reaction was the same as usual. Qin Feng sighed secretly. He wanted to see some clues from the other party's face.

After the injury is healed, will Liu Jianli choose to stay or leave?

Although we are husband and wife in name, I may just be a passer-by in her life.

"Forget it, instead of thinking about these things, it is better to ask her directly after the treatment." Qin Feng thought so, and then calmed down.

He took out the liquid medicine for treatment, and the white inch of his fingertips gathered, concentrating.

When practicing medicine, it is a taboo to have wild thoughts, so he would not make such a mistake.

After a few long hours, Qin Feng put away the white inch and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Although the treatment time was not short, Qin Feng felt that time passed very quickly.

The damage to the meridians was completely repaired, and the energy in Liu Jianli's body was fully restored.

The powerful energy swept around like a wave, blowing Qin Feng's hair flying and his clothes rustling.

Liu Jianli easily calmed down the energy in her body, and everything returned to calm.

Then she slowly stood up under Qin Feng's complicated gaze.

"Thank you." The red lips opened slightly, and a crisp sound like jade colliding came out.

The beauty stood on tiptoe and lifted the hair by her ear.

"You're welcome."

Before the voice fell, Qin Feng widened his eyes and looked stunned.

There was a gentle touch on the cheek, and a warm breath.

It was a little itchy and a little sweet.

"Thank you." Another murmur.

Liu Jianli retreated, her face flushed in the moonlight.

Her black hair fluttered in the night breeze, and she was as beautiful as a fairy.

Even though Qin Feng was the car god of Akina Mountain in his previous life, his brain crashed in an instant.