My wife is a sword god

After hearing this, Father Qin hurriedly covered Qin Feng's mouth, pulled him to the side, and then carefully looked in the direction of the lobby.

After confirming that Er Niang did not come out, he whispered: "Stinky boy, what are you talking about? I am just a friend of the Western Region Siming. What is shameful?"

"Since it is all open, why should Dad be so nervous?

Besides, I only said a surname, and never said that the man was the Western Region Siming Dionysus from beginning to end. How did Dad know?" Qin Feng blinked and pretended to be puzzled.

Father Qin snorted coldly: "Now that things have come to this, you don't have to pretend, my true identity, Jianli and Feilan have already told you secretly."

"Then Dad, are you really the former Northern Region Siming-Ghost Head Lord?" Qin Feng asked excitedly.

After all, the truth cannot be hidden. Father Qin sighed and nodded helplessly.

Qin Feng, who got a positive answer, widened his eyes and was extremely surprised.

This feeling is like an ordinary person who suddenly transformed into a top second generation!

But after being excited, Qin Feng was a little depressed. He could have saved twenty years of detours!

Looking at his father with some depression, Qin Feng asked: "Why do you deliberately hide your identity?"

Qin's father did not answer immediately, but walked to the inner courtyard of the Qin Mansion with his hands behind his back: "Walk around with me."

"Okay."

While the two were walking, Qin Feng also knew the difficulties of his father and couldn't help sighing.

When I first doubted my father's identity, I learned the truth about my mother's death in the study.

The powerful demons like gods and demons invaded Fengtian City and killed innocent people. My mother was one of them.

The reason why my father left the Northern Territory, gave up his identity as Siming, and chose to hide his name was because of deep self-blame.

".You were born not long ago, and I and your second mother were already married.

I don't want the same thing to happen to you again, so I made this choice."

After a pause, the old man spoke again: "I spent most of the first half of my life protecting Daqian and the people.

And for the rest of my life, I just want to stay with my family and prevent you from getting hurt again."

I'm sorry, Dad, I have always wronged you. You are not a traitor, you are an amazing father, the backbone of the family. Qin Feng choked up a little, but men don't cry easily.

"Of course, sometimes I will go to the place where demons are causing chaos and do my part."

Qin Feng took a deep breath and calmed down: "So Dad, you know you are not good at business, but you still go out to do business from time to time.

In fact, at that time, you were killing demons for the people?"

Dad Qin's face froze when he heard this, and then frowned: "What do you mean you are not good at business? I told you before that you should look at the long-term when doing business, and don't be too short-sighted!

My losses are just temporary, and I can make them back later.

What's more, you If this brat hadn't inherited my talent, how could he have run Wangyueju so well? "

Qin Feng looked strange and said quickly: "Yes, Dad is right."

The father and son chatted for a few more words, and Qin Feng asked again: "But Dad, as the Northern Ghost Leader, you are one of the most powerful people in the world of Shenwu martial arts.

Why didn't you teach me and my second brother when we were young?

Even if you want to hide your identity as the Northern Ghost Leader, you can wear a mask and be our teacher as another person. "

Speaking of this, Qin Feng was quite resentful.

Punching the South Mountain, kicking the North Sea, a sword and a knife, creating the world, and treating all kinds of disobedience, but it is the dream of every good man who travels through time!

And he originally had such an opportunity.

Father Qin said seriously: "My Shenwu martial arts is mainly about polishing the body and controlling the energy. The path of practice is very extreme. It requires tempering between life and death before entering a higher realm."

"So Dad doesn't want me and my second brother to step into that dangerous situation?" Qin Feng suddenly realized.

"This is only one of the reasons. On the other hand, it is because I have seen since childhood that An'er is very talented in the way of swordsmanship. He should go the way of weapon instead of the way of body training.

For this reason, I also specially sought out Tianjian National Master and asked him to help predict a fortune.

After predicting, Tianjian National Master replied that An'er would meet the most suitable teacher for him when he was eighteen years old.

Now it seems that Zhen Tianyi is indeed a good master."

"I see." Qin Feng nodded slightly, and suddenly his face froze. He pointed to himself and said, "What about me?"

Qin Jianan turned his head and looked at him, wanting to say something but stopping. After thinking about the wording, he coughed and said, "I hope you can live a peaceful life. This is also the wish of your dead mother."

What bullshit live a peaceful life? The implication is that I am not good at martial arts. Qin Feng said in a deep voice, "It seems that although Dad has great martial arts skills, his ability to judge people is not satisfactory."

Hearing this, Father Qin raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think you are very talented?"

"Hehe, it's just so-so. It can't be said that it's rare in a hundred years, but it should be one in ten thousand." Qin Feng said confidently.

As a time traveler, he should have this confidence, otherwise why can the Taoist monks practice so smoothly?

Father Qin didn't say much, but pointed to the ground.

"What do you mean?" Qin Feng said puzzled.

"Since you say you have talent, why don't you try a horse stance?"

Qin Feng fell into deep thought.

The night wind blew, blowing the hair of the father and son, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

After a while, Qin Feng replied seriously: "The Qin family has two talents, one is a scholar and the other is a warrior.

The second brother is not good at studying, so I, as the eldest brother, can only fill this gap for the Qin family.

Otherwise, if the huge Qin family is full of vulgar warriors, how can it go far?"

After saying this, Qin Feng shook his head, leaving only a chic back to Qin Jianan.

Old man Qin raised his eyebrows and said to himself: "Such a sharp tongue, he is really born to be a scholar."

In the courtyard, Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

They ran out to avoid old man Qin, so they naturally would not really compete.

Moreover, as the time they spent together increased, and the hardships they shared during the trip to the Western Regions, the relationship between the two became deeper and deeper.

Sometimes, Liu Jianli would take the initiative to point out Cang Feilan's shortcomings.

And Cang Feilan would also provide some natural treasures that could enhance blood and help Liu Jianli consolidate her cultivation.

Looking up at the sky, Cang Feilan said softly: "I didn't get a good rest during this trip to the Western Regions. Now that I'm back here, I can finally sleep well."

Liu Jianli nodded slightly, and then walked towards Qin Feng's room.

But at this moment, her sleeve was suddenly pulled by someone.

"What's wrong?" She turned around and looked at it, and asked curiously.

"Sister Jianli, tonight - it should be my turn." Cang Feilan said seriously.