My wife is a sword god

He had just boasted about himself. If his identity were revealed now, wouldn't he be killed on the spot?

Qin Feng looked to his side, hoping that someone would help him change the topic.

As a result, no one in my family can be trusted.

Qin An pulled away a little, looking like he wanted to distance himself from the relationship.

Father Qin seemed to be afraid that his identity would be exposed, so he leaned against a big tree and lowered the brim of his hat.

"Hiss, after what Lao Wang said, I seem to feel the same way. Why don't you wipe the stains off your face quickly and let us take a look?"

For a moment, Qin Feng was unable to get off the tiger, but fortunately the scholar's brain was good, and he found the words in a hurry: "When you go out to fight, you will inevitably be stained, and you are too lazy to wipe it off.

As for the familiarity you mentioned, isn't it normal? They must have met each other several times during the martial arts training. "

"That's true." Several veterans looked at each other, agreed with this statement, and stopped worrying about it.

The night wind blew, the bonfire swayed, and the noisy atmosphere gradually subsided.

All the soldiers took turns to keep vigil, and their minds began to wander.

They either looked in the direction of Fengtian City, or quietly took out the suicide note in their arms, glanced at it, and then quickly took it back.

The officers and soldiers had already expected that this eastward trip would be more dangerous than bad. However, when they first arrived in the southern region, they encountered such troubles, which only showed that the danger this time was far greater than they expected.

Qin Feng, who was leaning against the boulder, saw this scene and couldn't help but recall the poems from his previous life - Lord Grim, lying drunk on the battlefield, how many times have people fought in ancient times?

Only by personal experience can we understand that the tragedy of war is far more cruel than those poems.

Sighing secretly, Qin Feng merged his spiritual consciousness into the divine sea and began to merge the life stars into one place.

If he can step into the third level before the war comes, he will definitely be able to play a greater role, so he must seize the time to practice.

I don’t know how much time has passed, but the night has darkened, and the stars in the sky are emitting a clear light.

Those rays of light connected in a line and converged together, and a holy white deer with colorful antlers suddenly appeared.

The figure seemed to be standing on the bright moon. The white deer lowered his head and looked at the ring of fire on the mountainside, looking at Wuhou Jun who was either taking a nap with his eyes closed or on alert.

Finally, his eyes fell on Qin Feng, who was leaning against the boulder and practicing with his eyes closed, and his bright eyes seemed to get brighter.

Above the antlers, colorful lights flowed, the breeze passed by, and the hazy white mist pressed towards the continuous mountains.

The soldiers who were on guard duty were used to seeing this scene. Their vision was blocked. They just wanted to keep up their spirits. However, their eyelids were lowered for some reason, and all the soldiers felt their heads were dizzy.

The white deer's four hooves galloped across the night sky, but within a few moments it turned into a shadow and came to Qin Feng's side.

Father Qin, who was leaning on the tree trunk, looked at Qin Feng's position with a feeling in his heart. He saw only hazy white mist, but nothing else strange, and he couldn't help but frown.

But the phantom of the white deer was entrenched, close to Qin Feng, and rested its head lightly on the latter's leg, with a peaceful expression.

At the same time, Qin Feng, who was practicing, was surprised to find that the speed of the life stars condensing suddenly accelerated greatly, far exceeding before!

"What's going on?" Qin Feng was puzzled, but he did not waste this training opportunity.

The night passed by in a hurry. When the sun rose in the east and a touch of fish-belly white appeared in the sky, as the horn sounded, all the soldiers opened their eyes and felt refreshed.

"This is the first time I've had such a peaceful sleep since I went out to fight."

"Who says it isn't?"

At the front of the team, General Lieying shouted, and military orders were passed back layer by layer. After resting for a night, Wuhou's army set off again, heading in the direction of King Luo City.

rustle!

The white deer stood on a huge tree trunk, looking towards the direction of Wuhou's army, not knowing what he was thinking.

During the day, the road was smooth and smooth. Even if they encountered a few blind demons, the strongest ones were only in the fifth level of calamity power, and the soldiers easily killed them.

At night, set up camp.

After dinner, Qin Feng and others stood on the outermost edge of the bonfire, alert to the surroundings. It was their turn to keep vigil tonight.

The second brother looked at the surrounding scenery and suddenly let out a light sigh.

Qin Feng asked: "What's wrong?"

Qin An didn't respond at first. After confirming it several times, he solemnly said: "Master and I have been to this place before."

"Senior Dao Kuang will take you to practice in the Southern Territory. This place is close to Huarong Road and is connected in all directions. It's not surprising that you have been here before."

"That's not the case, brother, do you still remember the two extraordinary beings I told you about?" Qin An said seriously.

Qin Feng was naturally deeply impressed by the colorful-horned white deer and the Lord of the Swamp. After all, they were existences in a transcendent realm. He reacted with a solemn expression: "You mean, we met here?"

Qin An nodded and pointed to the nearest mountain: "At that time, the lord of the swamp reached out his giant hand from the mountain and grabbed the head of the black frog into it.

Brother, look at that place, the rocks are sunken downwards, which were caused by the head of the black frog. "

Qin Feng and Father Qin looked around and saw an unnaturally huge pothole.

There are dark marks on the surface of the potholes, which are blood marks that have long dried!

Father Qin immediately released his Qi machine to sense it. After a moment, he said lightly: "There is no strong aura nearby. Maybe those existences have already left here."

When Qin Feng heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The existence of the transcendent state is the gods in this world. Although they did not attack the second brother and others at the beginning, who knows what kind of changes will happen when they meet again?

In this case, it is better not to meet

The night is like water, and the stars are shining.

Old man Qin said: "Wait, you two will rest, I will be responsible for the night watch."

Qin An shook his head: "When I was training with my master in the southern region, I was already used to keeping watch. It just happened that I could take this opportunity to adjust my internal breath and practice.

But big brother, you are practicing the Wensheng Daotong, so why not rest for a while, so as not to affect tomorrow's journey."

When saying this, old man Qin and Qin An looked at Qin Feng together, and then showed a strange look.

The latter had been sitting cross-legged on the ground without knowing when, with his eyes closed, breathing evenly, and obviously fell asleep.

"Big brother, this efficiency is really fast"

Qin Feng originally wanted to seize the time and lead his consciousness into the sea of ​​​​gods to practice, but the moment he closed his eyes, fatigue came like a surging tide.

Unconsciously, he fell into a dream.

The terrifying one-eyed man appeared again, flashed by, and the whisper of "Innate Qi" echoed in his ears.

He saw the Garudas all over the sky.

He saw the soldiers with desperate expressions.

He saw corpses everywhere and blood flowing for thousands of miles.

And he could do nothing but watch it all quietly, with a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

At this moment, the scene in the dream changed, and he seemed to be floating above the quiet pool.

The ripples spread, and a soft voice sounded, strange but reassuring-

"Go to the mountains ahead and find the lord of the swamp."