My wife is a sword god

When he arrived outside the toilet, Qin Feng looked back and saw that no one followed him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Once this person relaxed, he would inexplicably feel the urge to urinate.

"Ningshuang should take some time to come out, so I just relieve myself here."

Thinking of this, Qin Feng was about to push the door open, when suddenly a person stepped out of the toilet next door, tightening his belt with both hands.

The two looked at each other, both stunned on the spot.

Because it was Si Zheng Zhou Kai who came out, Lord Zhou!

So the question is, when you meet your leader in the toilet, as a subordinate, should you greet him or not?

Huh? Lord Zhou, you are also in the toilet, what a coincidence!

It would be too embarrassing to greet him like this.

Moreover, what made Qin Feng confused was that did the thirty-six stars also go to the toilet?

This is not the same as the impression. Don't they not even pick their noses?

Oh, no, my memory is wrong. This kind of god should be a fairy.

The two were still looking at each other, perhaps they didn't know how to greet each other in such an occasion.

However, Lord Zhou was an old man after all, and it must be not the first time he encountered such an embarrassing situation. He nodded slightly and walked away with his hands behind his back.

At this time, silence is better than words!

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, then pushed open the door of the toilet, supported his brother with both hands, and urinated.

"I really envy those brothers who can pee with one hand. It's too majestic and inconvenient." After shaking, he was relaxed and planned to leave the Demon Slaying Division quickly to prevent the people from the Divine Workshop from discovering the clues.

But as soon as the door was opened, Qin Feng was dumbfounded on the spot.

When he just came in, there was no one outside, but now, at a glance, the toilet has been surrounded by more than a dozen brothers from the Divine Workshop.

And the leader was Huo Yuan!

"Master Qin, is your stomach better?"

"Better, but not completely healed.

Are you all going to the toilet?" Qin Feng asked tentatively.

"No, we thought that Master Qin had a stomachache and would probably have to stay in the toilet for a long time.

This time cannot be wasted." Huo Yuan replied.

"Can't be wasted?" Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat, and uneasiness surged in his heart.

"Yes, so we plan to integrate the questions here and discuss them with each other.

It just so happens that Master Qin can hear these questions when he relieves himself inside, and the lectures will be more targeted later." Huo Yuan said lightly.

Are you guys devils?

Qin Feng's eyes widened. This was simply a public execution.

At this point, how could he not see that his plan to sneak away was exposed!

Qin Feng glanced at the people around the Divine Workshop, coughed dryly and said, "I feel much better in my stomach now, why don't we go back."

"I won't force Master Qin too much, will I? I saw that you still looked very uncomfortable just now." Huo Yuan pretended to be concerned.

"I will never force you." Qin Feng said righteously.

Then, he walked towards the attic of the Divine Workshop surrounded by a crowd of people.

He even suspected that these people surrounded him because they were afraid that he would suddenly escape.

When he walked out of the Demon Slaying Division again, it was already nightfall, and all the lights were on.

Qin Feng rubbed his throat and felt dry.

Those damned Kings did not give him time to rest. Even if he took a sip of water in the middle, his ears were full of questions.

"Son-in-law, are you okay?" Lan Ningshuang asked with concern.

"It's okay." The voice was a little hoarse.

When he returned to the Qin Mansion, he saw a beautiful figure standing at the gate. She was wearing a black and white sword skirt, with a delicate figure and a long sword with a white scabbard on her waist.

She had a long black hair tied behind her head, a round face, eyebrows like willow leaves, a pair of peach blossom eyes, a straight nose, and fair and rosy skin.

At first glance, she was a pretty lady who looked no less beautiful than Ningshuang.

And the pattern tattooed on her slightly bulging chest was very eye-catching.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and recognized the pattern. It was the symbol of the Wanjian Sect!

Is this woman from the Wanjian Sect?

"Bai Qiu, why are you here?" Lan Ningshuang asked in surprise.

As soon as the voice fell, the pretty woman threw herself into Ningshuang's arms, calling sweetly: "Sister Ningshuang, why are you still using a chest wrap? It's not comfortable at all."

Lan Ningshuang glanced at Qin Feng, her face suddenly flushed, even the night couldn't cover it: "Bai Qiu, don't talk nonsense!"

"How can I talk nonsense? When we bathed together at Zuidie Peak."

"Bai Qiu!" Lan Ningshuang screamed, interrupted the other party's words in a hurry, and then looked to the side.

Qin Feng smiled slightly, pretending to be indifferent, but in his heart he felt sorry that he had taken off his pants. Um, he was ready to eat melons, why didn't he continue to talk.

Bathing together, tut, tut, I'm really envious.

"Ningshuang, do you know her?" Qin Feng asked curiously.

Lan Ningshuang nodded: "Yes, son-in-law, her name is Bai Qiu, she is the direct disciple of the master of Wanjian Sect, and can be regarded as the young lady's junior sister."

"I see." Qin Feng understood. Since she is the young lady's junior sister, it is natural to have a good relationship with her.

He was about to introduce himself.

But he saw that the other party turned her head and looked at him, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and she snorted softly from her unopened red lips, and her beautiful eyes were full of hostility.

Uh, what's going on, I owe her money, why is she like this to me?

"You are Qin Feng, the stinky man who cheated Senior Sister Jianli?" Bai Qiu reluctantly let go of Ningshuang, walked in front of Qin Feng, and looked him up and down carefully.

Cheating is too much, your senior sister and I followed the ancestral teachings and got married.

Now that the relationship is rapidly rising, Qin Feng coughed dryly: "Yes, I am."

Bai Qiu got a positive answer, and looked more carefully, while looking at him, he asked: "Have you practiced?"

"Practicing the Taoist tradition of Wensheng." Qin Feng answered truthfully.

"So you are a weak scholar who can't even tie a chicken." Bai Qiu sneered, and the contempt in his expression was not concealed.

"Not that, not that, I still have this little strength." Qin Feng waved his hand and replied.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Bai Qiu didn't understand.

"Son-in-law!" Lan Ningshuang on the side called out in shame and anger.

Hmm? Why do you look like this, did you understand my joke?

Qin Feng was a little surprised.

"What level have you reached in cultivation?" Bai Qiu asked again without dwelling on the previous conversation.

"I'm about to enter the seventh level."

"Oh! Only the eighth level." The other party's contempt was even greater.

Next, she asked Qin Feng about his basic situation as if she was checking his household registration, and finally came to a conclusion that the man in front of her was not worthy of Senior Sister Jianli at all!