My wife is a sword god

Night fell, and the moonlight was lonely.

Qin Feng was always immersed in the sea of ​​​​gods, tempering his thunder and righteousness with the primordial immortal energy.

This was not an easy task. Even though he spent an afternoon, the righteousness he successfully tempered was less than one percent of his sea of ​​​​gods.

It was naturally quite strenuous to concentrate for a long time. Qin Feng's stomach was growling with hunger, and it was time for dinner.

He slowly opened his eyes, pushed open the door, and walked towards the dining hall.

At this time, I don’t know if it was too cold in the winter night, a gust of night wind blew, and he couldn’t help shivering.

He felt something in his heart, and turned his head to look at the outer wall of the Qin Mansion. The leaves rustled and the shadows were mottled.

The shadow looked a little strange, and at first glance it looked like a human figure.

But when Qin Feng rubbed his eyes and looked again, the shadow on the wall was clearly the reflection of the tree.

He pinched his brows and murmured, "Is it because of a tiring afternoon that my eyes are blurry?"

Qin Feng shook his head and didn't care too much. He continued to walk along the corridor.

In the shadows of the Qin Mansion, the whispers of strange voices sounded again.

"What a handsome skin. I want this man's skin. No one can compete with me for it." The leather painter said.

The male and female homophone immediately said, "Before you peel off his skin, let me have some fun first."

The corpse sewer also said, "I want his soul. Using his soul to sew my body, my strength will definitely be improved."

Qin Feng probably never thought that someone had secretly divided him up.

"Executioner, what do you say? The head and the blood will be left to you?"

The executioner said in a deep voice: "I smell a stronger smell of blood in this mansion. There should be a sixth-rank and fifth-rank divine warrior. I don't want this kid, but don't fight with me for others. I want to kill them happily!"

"Okay, but remember to leave some servants and maids. When the time comes, I will peel off the skin of the master here and put it on you.

From now on, we are the masters of this house."

A sinister laugh came out, and the leather painter began to cast a spell. A human skin floated out from the cracks in the stone, and the green ghost fire wandered, turning into light green mist, spreading like ripples throughout the Qin Mansion.

He was casting the ghost illusion array. After all, skinning and killing people made too much noise. If they didn't prepare in advance, they might be discovered by the patrolling demon-slaying department and prison Luo department.

Hu~

The wind whistled, and the ghost illusion array was completed in an instant.

The four of them were also ready to take action.

But they would never have thought that many people in the Qin Mansion would sense it the moment the illusion array was deployed.

In the guest room, Yu Mei stood up: "Someone is casting an illusion array. I sensed four strange auras. They should be the four prisoners who have not been found in the Nine-Layer Prison."

Zhen Tianyi raised his eyebrows and grasped the long knife on the table: "I have been killing demons for so many years, but this is the first time I have encountered a demon that came to die on its own initiative."

At the lake pavilion, Lan Ningshuang said in surprise: "Hey, Miss, is it foggy? But the color of the fog seems a little strange."

Liu Jianli felt something in her heart and frowned slightly.

On the other side, in the lobby, Er Niang looked at the green mist outside the house and asked curiously: "Master, why is it foggy?"

While asking, Er Niang saw the servants and maids outside the house with blank eyes, dazed expressions, and their bodies were a little shaky: "What happened to them?"

Qin Jianan, who was drinking tea on the side, did not answer, but just tapped his finger on the table lightly, and Er Niang's eyes went black and she fainted.

Old man Qin came to Er Niang's side in a flash, put Er Niang gently on the chair, then walked to the door of the lobby, turned his head and looked at a certain place in the Qin Mansion, with a blank expression.

Qin Feng walked on the road with his head down, still imagining what kind of magical power he could produce after stepping into the fifth level and absorbing the primordial immortal energy in the sea of ​​​​gods.

But at this moment, a laugh sounded in his ears.

The laugh sounded very far away, but it seemed very close, which made people shudder.

Qin Feng was curious and looked in the direction of the sound. He was shocked. He didn't know when the Qin Mansion was filled with green mist, which looked extremely ghostly.

Suddenly, a human skin fell from the sky and landed in front of Qin Feng. He laughed strangely and said, "Looking closer, it's really a handsome skin, much more handsome than the ones I have peeled before.

Don't worry, when I peel your skin later, I will be very careful and there will be no gaps."

Qin Feng was shocked. The other party must have bad intentions. He instantly thought of the escaped prisoners in the Nine Layers Prison mentioned by Senior Zhen before. Needless to say, this human skin is definitely one of them!

However, who gave them the courage to break into the Qin Mansion?

At this time, another handsome man with a pale face appeared and said in unison: "He was trapped in your illusion array, how can he still hear what you say.

According to the previous agreement, let me enjoy it first, and then you can peel his skin."

"Then don't damage his skin." The leather painter reminded.

"Don't worry, I know my limits." The man who practiced Yin-Yang Dao showed an evil smile and slowly approached Qin Feng.

Qin Feng shook his head and suddenly said: "You guys really don't know how to live or die."

As soon as he said this, the Yin-Yang Dao man stopped and frowned, saying: "You are not in the illusion array?"

The painter also became alert instantly.

"Illusion formation?" Qin Feng glanced around and realized that the strange green mist was a formation.

"Oh, you are a small skill, but you dare to do whatever you want. When I set up formations in Shuliang City to kill a hundred thousand corpses, you were still locked up in the ninth level prison and eating ashes." Qin Feng said with a smile, showing off his demeanor.

"One hundred thousand corpses?" The Yin Yang Dao man said solemnly.

After carefully observing Qin Feng, the painter sneered: "Looking at the fluctuations you are emitting, you should be practicing the Wen Sheng Dao Tradition, and the level is not high, and it will not exceed the fifth level at most. How dare you speak nonsense in front of me?

Hey, I've changed my mind. You can ravage this boy as much as you want, as long as you don't damage that face. "

After the Onmyodo man's expression changed, he actually took a step back: "I suddenly lost interest. You can just skin him."

The leather painter said disdainfully: "You are really as timid as a mouse. Don't regret it later."

After the words fell, the human skin swelled in the wind, a sharp claw attacked Qin Feng, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard instantly.

How can a being who can be imprisoned in the Ninth Level Prison be an ordinary person?

Qin Feng's strength in the sixth-grade hexagram fate realm is no match for him at all.

However, facing this dangerous situation, he smiled confidently, then pointed his finger in the sky and shouted: "My lady!"

What kind of trick is this?

The leather painter and the Onmyodo man were both stunned.

Just at this moment, a sword energy slashed down from the sky, splitting the human skin into two in just an instant!