My wife is a sword god

Leaving the Demon Slaying Division and returning to the Qin Mansion, Qin Feng touched his stomach with a look of discomfort.

He drank two pots of freshly brewed tea, and now his stomach was a little churning.

The most important thing was Liu Jianli beside him. She wouldn't misunderstand anything.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng slightly side-glanced. The white-dressed woman looked calm, and he didn't see anything unusual.

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but heard the beauty suddenly say: "I see you have been holding your stomach. Did you not drink enough tea?"

"Uh"

Angry, my wife is definitely angry!

Qin Feng trembled and looked away, only to see Liu Jianli looking at him curiously, with concern between her eyebrows, not looking angry at all?

Since she was not angry, why did she say such vicious words?

Two pots of tea, that's two whole pots!

It almost cost me half my life, and now it actually asked me if I had drunk enough.

"Wait, I have been with her for a while. Although she is extremely talented in martial arts and swordsmanship, she is like a child in terms of human relations.

Could it be that she is not angry, but is really worried that I am too thirsty and have not drunk enough water?"

Qin Feng pondered for a moment, and said tentatively: "I have drunk enough water with the two pots of tea brewed by you and Miss Cang.

The reason why I covered my stomach is precisely because I drank too much water."

Liu Jianli nodded: "Two pots of tea are indeed a bit too much. If I had known that Miss Cang was going to brew tea for you, I would not have done it."

The tone was as gentle as usual, and there was no sound of anything wrong.

Qin Feng was surprised, and only felt that his wife was broad-minded, in every sense.

This kind of character of not fighting, not competing, not jealous, and protecting her husband is simply the model of the legal wife that ancient men dreamed of.

I, Qin Feng, have no virtue or ability to marry such a lady. It must be the blessing of my ancestors. If I take a concubine in the future, I believe she will agree.

When thinking about this, I heard Liu Jianli speak again: "But I am still very happy to see you drinking the tea I brewed."

After Liu Jianli said this, a blush appeared on her face, as if she had applied rouge.

Oh no, it was a straight ball.

Qin Feng was immediately moved, and at the same time he was deeply reflecting and blaming himself.

There is such a considerate and beautiful lady beside me, but I am still thinking about taking a concubine. I am simply not a human being.

Thinking of this, he felt deeply guilty and held the tender hand of the beauty beside him. The place where he touched was still like jade, smooth and slender, and with a faint body temperature.

Liu Jianli's body trembled suddenly, and then he said nothing, did nothing, just let him hold it, with tenderness between his eyebrows.

"It is my greatest blessing to marry you in this life." Qin Feng said from the bottom of his heart.

When Liu Jianli heard this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her bright eyes. When had she heard such love words before? For a moment, she didn't know how to respond.

The lights at night flickered, shining on the snow-like skin, imprinting an intoxicating blush.

Tenderness is like water, always speechless.

The two of them held hands and walked quietly on the way home.

If time could stay at this moment, it would seem nice?

Unfortunately, this Jinyang City is too small. Even if the two of them deliberately slowed down their pace, they saw the familiar Qin family mansion in just two incense sticks.

Near the door of the house, Liu Jianli suddenly frowned slightly. With her as the center, the sand and dust on the ground shook around. She mobilized the energy in her body to suppress this energy.

The trend of breaking through became stronger and stronger. The arrival of the confirmation of the hegemony of heaven and earth was unstoppable. It was nothing more than a matter of time.

She exhaled and opened her red lips: "When can you enter the seventh level?"

Qin Feng was stunned and pondered for a moment. According to the speed of tempering the literary energy in the Five Thunders Visualization Diagram, it would take less than half a month for him to enter the seventh level of righteousness.

"It shouldn't be too long. What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Liu Jianli's voice was as soft as a mosquito, and he didn't dare to explain the reason.

As soon as he returned to the Qin Mansion and separated from Liu Jianli, Qing'er hurried over: "Young Master, someone came to the mansion today and said he was waiting for you.

But that person was so rude. It would be fine if he didn't bring any gifts when visiting, but he actually carried a big black coffin."

The big black coffin was that guy Mu Youqian. Wasn't he taken away by the master? Why did he come to me?

Qin Feng was puzzled and asked, "Where is he?"

Qing'er replied, "The second wife wanted to drive that man away, but was persuaded by the master.

At this moment, the man in black robe should be waiting for the eldest young master in the guest room."

"Okay, I know, take me there."

Not long after, Qin Feng, led by Qing'er, came to the guest room where Mu Youqian was.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a fat man holding a coffin nearly as tall as a person, wiping it carefully, as if he was protecting something.

Why does this picture always feel a little inappropriate for children.

Well, Qin Feng has to admit that he has a certain prejudice against fat boys.

When Qing'er saw this scene, her eyes were full of strangeness and fear. What kind of person would regard a coffin as a treasure?

There wouldn't be a young woman's body hidden in that coffin. Qing'er's face suddenly turned pale.

Mu Youqian heard the noise and looked up at the door. The moment he saw the maid, he stretched out his hand to ask for a glass of water.

Unexpectedly, the pretty maid in green skirt fled away like a frightened rabbit.

Mu Youqian: "???"

The bewildered fat man saw Qin Feng sitting down, and came back to his senses, saying in a resentful tone: "This is how your family treats guests. I have been here for nearly an hour and I haven't even had a sip of water."

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows: "You should be glad that you came to my house. If you carried the coffin to someone else's house, let alone entering the house, it would be good if you didn't get beaten."

Mu Youqian was stunned. He glanced at the black coffin in his arms and sighed: "The coffin of the Mu family is alive, and the people are alive. If the coffin is dead, the people are dead. I can't do anything about it."

This is great, lying down on the spot after death. Qin Feng pulled the corner of his mouth: "Can't you put the coffin in the space treasure?

With the background of your Mu family, even if you can't get the Xumi Ring, the space jade pendant should not be a problem."

"The Soul-Suppressing Coffin is originally a space treasure, how can it be collected in other space treasures." Mu Youqian said helplessly.

Qin Feng nodded. Different space containers are incompatible. There are similar contents mentioned in the book.

However, things like time and space are too mysterious. Even if they are mentioned in the book, they are just a few words.

Qin Feng called Qing'er back and asked her to make some tea.

Not long after, Qing'er brought the tea set and put it on the table in the guest room. After pouring tea for the two of them, she hurriedly left the room.

Mu Youqian immediately showed a hurt expression.

Qin Feng picked up the teacup, and his stomach actually had a stress reaction and became uncomfortable!

Is this a sequelae?

He immediately put down the teacup and coughed dryly, saying: "Tell me, what do you want to see me about?"