My wife is a sword god

This straight ball came unexpectedly. Even Qin Feng, the car god of Akina Mountain, forgot to turn the steering wheel for a moment and crashed out of the track.

He looked at Liu Jianli tenderly and held her hand.

At this time last year, he was still a single dog curled up at home, with only instant noodles and the second dimension as company.

An inexplicable time travel brought him here, and he also had such a lovely, beautiful and powerful woman.

In fact, sometimes Qin Feng also thought about whether he had a chance to return to the original world.

But now it seems that he just wants to stay here and stay with his wife.

The two held their fingers together, and the noise and clamor around them seemed to be silent.

They just quietly felt the warmth of each other's palms, and there was nothing else in their eyes.

Until the heavy bell sounded, echoing in everyone's ears, everyone stopped the noise, and there was silence for a while.

Qin Feng looked at the drum sound, and a mighty group of people came along the main road towards Yong'an Street.

The two sides were too far apart, and ordinary people could not see the situation there clearly. Only high-quality warriors could see it.

Qin Feng had the ability of double pupils, so he could naturally see things on the main road.

A team of more than a hundred people walked on foot, with the royal family in the lead, followed by the Grandmaster Prince, and then the Duke of the current dynasty and the civil and military officials.

Qin Feng saw Mr. Liu and his father-in-law in the team, as well as Lord Deng Mo Deng, the chief of the Demon Slaying Department.

As his sight moved forward, the status of those people became higher and higher.

Qin Feng saw the emperor's harem team at a glance. Needless to say, the elegant and noble queen, and the beautiful concubines were countless.

It seems that this Ming Emperor is also in good shape. Qin Feng sighed in his heart, and then glanced at the team of princes and princesses.

With so many concubines, the Ming Emperor naturally had many descendants. In addition to the five princes, there were also three princesses.

Qin Feng, who scanned them one by one, suddenly widened his eyes and his sight stopped on the eldest princess.

It was not that he was attracted by her beauty, although she was indeed good-looking, but what really surprised him was that the eldest princess's appearance always made him feel familiar.

Her eyebrows, nose, and face were all very similar to that of the guy in disguise.

Especially the ordinary chest under the long skirt, which was exactly the same!

Is there really someone in the world who looks so similar?

Or, is the guy in disguise the eldest princess herself? !

Qin Feng widened his eyes, and his mind was full of thoughts, but after thinking carefully, he explained to himself: "I should just think too much. How can the eldest princess enter and leave the palace at will and run around to deal with the affairs of Jubaozhai.

But how to explain this look."

"What's wrong with you?" Liu Jianli asked softly when he saw Qin Feng's expression.

Qin Feng came back to his senses: "Nothing, I just felt that the trip was worthwhile after seeing such a magnificent scene."

"By the way, son-in-law, will there be fireworks and firecrackers set off later?" Lan Ningshuang looked expectant. She still can't stop thinking about the scene she saw last time she went to the Divine Workshop.

Qin Feng nodded: "If my guess is correct, we should be able to see it after the Emperor Ming offered sacrifices to the heaven."

On the other side, in the Fengtian City Demon Slayer Division, countless demon slayers were already waiting in full battle array.

Zhan Qingfeng in the team complained: "It's the New Year, why are there still demons and ghosts to be taken to the Nine-Layer Prison? It's really bad timing.

I originally wanted to go to Yong'an Street to see the New Year's Day Ceremony."

Another person on the side echoed: "What's your point? This time I was responsible for the guard work of the New Year's Day Ceremony, but because of this matter, I can only stay here."

Zhan Qingfeng was a little gloating: "Then I feel much better."

It's a good job to be the guard of the New Year's Day Ceremony. Not only can you watch the ceremony nearby, but you can also see the battle between the thirty-six stars and the twelve gods of the four domains up close.

The battle between those high-level beings is hard to see on weekdays. For them, demon slayers, it is a rare and precious experience.

If you are lucky and open your mind, you may be able to go a step further.

The man who didn't go showed a bitter look and sighed constantly.

At this time, Zhan Qingfeng reminded, "Don't sigh, the adults of the Yuluo Division are here."

Everyone saw that at the entrance of the Demon Slaying Division, eight figures wearing white masks and red clothes came in a hurry.

Everyone restrained their expressions and waited for the battle.

No matter how much they complained in their hearts, they couldn't be careless about escorting demons into the Nine-Layer Prison.

After all, the demons that were favored by the Yuluo Division and personally escorted were all powerful and their innate magical powers would harm the world after death.

If something went wrong, no one could take the responsibility.

Especially tonight, the chief of the Demon Slaying Division, Lord Deng Mo, went to participate in the Hexin Ceremony, so they had to be more alert.

Zhan Qingfeng glanced at the team of the Yuluo Division and suddenly let out a light exclamation.

It was because among the eight adults of the Yuluo Division, there was a figure with a black cloak covering his face and a black coffin on his back.

To be able to work in the Demon Slaying Division of Fengtian City, he must be knowledgeable.

"It's the Guanzhongmu family?" Zhan Qingfeng was a little surprised.

Mu Youqian looked at the surrounding battles and swallowed his saliva. Under the guidance of the masters of Yuluo Division, he came to an open space. There were stone pillars standing in all directions, which looked like some kind of formation.

Eight people from the Yuluo Division stood in each corner, making hand seals.

In a moment, a white light sank into the stone pillars under their feet, and the open space surrounded by the stone pillars also glowed with dazzling white light.

At the same time, the entire Jiuqu River changed.

If there were high-level beings staying by the river, they would definitely find that there was a tall tower reflected in the Jiuqu River.

And that tall tower was the legendary Nine-Layer Prison!

"Fei Yi, which floor should we take him to?" A member of the Yuluo Division asked.

The white-faced man in the lead pondered for a moment and replied, "Fei Yi, it should be an epidemic, so you can go to the fifth floor."

The Nine-Layer Prison is divided into nine floors, and each floor has a corresponding prison target. The lower the prison level, the more dangerous the existence inside.

Even with Fei Yi's strength, he can only be taken to the fifth floor of the Nine-Layer Prison, which shows how terrifying the existence in the bottom four floors is.

What's more, there are rumors that the bottom layer of the Nine-Layer Prison is holding the remains of an ancient god and demon!

"Okay!" A group of white-faced men took the order and their hands transformed in the air.

For a moment, a strong wind blew up, and a crack opened in the void, and the crack was dark and silent.

A terrible breath came out from the crack, and in the darkness, countless pupils of different colors and shapes lit up.

With a sinister, cruel, and playful look, he looked at the outside world.

Mu Youqian was so scared that his heart trembled, and his fat body trembled.

"Open the soul-suppressing coffin and release Fei Yi!" The leader, Lord Yu Luosi, ordered.

"Ah? Oh, oh." Mu Youqian did not dare to neglect it and did it immediately.