My wife is a sword god

The two came to a cross street, Qin Feng pointed to Tingyu Pavilion and said: "On weekdays, besides practicing medicine in Baoyitang, I will go there to study.

Don't look at Tingyu Pavilion, which looks like it has only three floors, but it is a treasure.

It has nine floors inside, and the number of books is amazing. Even though I have been reading there for about two months.

I have only seen the fourth floor."

Liu Jianli nodded slightly: "The treasures that contain the world are not ordinary. How can there be such treasures in Jinyang City?"

"I don't know the details, but Tingyu Pavilion has always been guarded by that old man.

Wait, try not to talk, the old man has a very poisonous mouth, I am afraid you can't stand it." Qin Feng warned in a low voice.

The two approached, and Qin Feng said respectfully: "Senior Baili."

Old man Baili glanced at him and sneered: "Why don't you call me old man?"

Qin Feng widened his eyes when he heard it.

"Am I a poisonous mouth?" The old man asked again.

Qin Feng was immediately scared and sweated.

What a joke, a street, more than ten feet away, how could this old man hear it? Is he a high-level martial artist?

"Senior." Qin Feng smiled awkwardly. The other party had heard it, what else could he do? He could only keep apologizing.

Fortunately, although this old man has a poisonous mouth, he is not very narrow-minded. If it were Lord Zhou Kai of Qiyuan City's Demon Slaying Division, he would be skinned alive.

The old man scolded Qin Feng bloodily, and finally relieved his anger. He looked at Liu Jianli beside him and nodded: "Yes, only one step away from the Sword God."

The fifth level of the Ten Thousand Gods Realm of Sword Intentions, the peak of the fourth level of Shenwu, isn't it just one step away?

As long as Liu Jianli breaks through to the third level, she will be the real Sword God!

The old man took out a wine pot from his arms, raised his head and took a sip, and added: "There is no hurry, the good wine needs a long time to brew."

When he said this, wrinkles on his face piled up, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Qin Feng was confused when he heard this. At this moment, a pair of long legs stepped out of Tingyu Pavilion, and a graceful woman walked out. It turned out to be Cang Feilan, whom he had been thinking about!

"Miss Cang, long time no see, where have you been these days?" Qin Feng asked excitedly.

But as soon as he asked this question, he regretted it. He carefully glanced at the reaction of the beauty beside him and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the latter looked normal.

"I went back because of some things." Cang Feilan replied lightly, and then looked at Liu Jianli.

The two people's eyes met in the air, and there was an indescribable meaning in their eyes.

"Who is this?" The two said in unison, their expressions were calm.

Qin Feng hurriedly introduced: "This is my wife, named Liu Jianli."

"This is my friend Cang Feilan, who has saved me from danger many times."

Liu Jianli nodded slightly to express his greetings.

Cang Feilan scanned him with a scrutinizing look, then frowned slightly, with a trace of solemnity in her eyes.

The old man lying on the rattan chair was drinking wine and watching the show, feeling very comfortable.

Why do I have a sense of Shura Field? No, what am I worried about? Miss Cang is just my sister's friend.

Qin Feng explained again: "Miss Cang and I both like reading, and we will occasionally meet in Tingyu Pavilion on weekdays."

He emphasized the word "occasionally", hoping that his wife would not misunderstand.

But this statement caused Cang Feilan's dissatisfaction: "It can't be said to be accidental. Except for the few days when I was away, I could meet each other as long as I came to Tingyue Pavilion."

Qin Feng's head shrank.

Liu Jianli glanced at him lightly, with a calm expression.

"Since you have arrived at Tingyu Pavilion, you can go in and read. I'll go back first." Liu Jianli left this word, then stepped on the beam of the house, and then in just a few moments, she disappeared from the sight of several people.

Qin Feng opened his mouth and felt dry in his mouth.

If I had known Miss Cang would come back today, I would not have brought my wife to Tingyu Pavilion. Qin Feng regretted it in his heart.

In Tingyu Pavilion, Qin Feng was memorizing books on the fourth floor. Too many things happened recently, and his practice was a little slack. He must hurry up.

He was reading seriously when he suddenly smelled a fragrance.

Qin Feng turned his head and saw the heroic Cang Feilan, who came to his side with his arms folded.

"Miss Cang, what's the matter?" Qin Feng asked curiously.

Generally speaking, the two of them were busy in Tingyu Pavilion. Only when they left would they chat for a few words to cultivate their feelings.

But Miss Cang seemed a little abnormal today?

Cang Feilan looked at the other person quietly, and the outline of her lips under the black scarf moved slightly: "You and your wife"

Halfway through the words, Cang Feilan's ears turned red, and she shook her head: "Nothing. I was away these few days. Has anything happened in Jinyang City?"

"Nothing specific, but the climate is a bit abnormal. It rains frequently, and sometimes the weather is extremely hot and humid." Qin Feng complained.

At this time, he noticed that Miss Cang frowned tightly when she heard about the rain, as if she thought of something unhappy.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Feng asked with concern.

"I don't like this rain." Cang Feilan replied lightly, with a complicated look in her eyes.

In Jinyang City, the city lord's mansion was quiet, and even the rustling sound of the wind blowing the grass leaves seemed particularly harsh.

In the dark lobby, Ye Luoting slumped on the ground, with a wet crotch.

Not far in front of him, his father was actually strangling a servant by the neck with one hand.

The flesh and blood on the servant's body was drained away by Ye Heng in the blink of an eye, and turned into a human skin.

"Dad, no, you are not dad, who are you?" Ye Luoting asked in a trembling voice.

"Ye Heng" turned his face, his eyes were dark, and his facial skin began to separate, revealing a ghost face.

"Qian Kui!" Ye Luoting was extremely shocked.

"Want to see your father? Then I'll take you to see him." Qian Kui slowly approached Ye Luoting.

A moment later, a human skin appeared on the ground in the hall.

The stone floor was squirming, and a withered hand stretched out, holding up the ghost Buddha statue.

The three heads of the ghost Buddha shook, and the six arms opened, and then spoke in human language: "Everything is almost ready."

"When will you make a move?" Qian Kui asked.

"Three days later!

Dao Fu and Lei Ba have already arrived in Jinyang City. It's up to them to break the seal in the city.

As for the others, they will show up on the day of action.

We must get that thing before the Huarong Road in the South Region is dug outside Jinyang City!" The three heads of the ghost Buddha stared with wide eyes.

"I know, but who will deal with the old guy at the door of Tingyuxuan?"

The ghost Buddha smiled and said, "I have my own way. Leave that old guy to me.

It should be no problem to leave the rest to you, right?"

"Okay."

"That's good. If we succeed in getting that thing, Daqian and the Demon Slayer Division will have something to do, and we can implement the plan better." The three heads of the ghost Buddha turned into a smile.