My wife is a sword god

Due to the huge overdraft of his soul, Qin Feng was in coma for three days and three nights.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a bed in a restaurant.

Qin An, who was beside the bed, looked anxious and his eyes were red: "Brother, you finally woke up."

"Yes." Qin Feng responded. He sat up and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"This is already the fourth day."

When Qin Feng heard this, he looked out the window. The sun was shining brightly, but to him, it seemed like a world away.

"Brother, daddy." Tears welled up in Qin An's eyes. He naturally learned about the news of Qin's death from others.

Qin Feng opened his mouth, and his thousands of words turned into silent sadness.

"Later, come with me to Zhenling Pass to have a look."

It may be said that it was the last mercy of heaven. The battle of Zhenlingguan left hundreds of miles of devastation, but the cave where the suicide notes of the soldiers were stored was not damaged.

The peaks and cliffs above the cave collapsed, burying the entrance to the cave. It took the surviving soldiers two days to make the cave visible again.

The suicide notes inside were covered in dust, but fortunately they were all intact.

When Qin Feng and his two men passed by this place, they only saw soldiers carefully taking out these suicide notes, fearing that any one would be damaged or missed.

A veteran with gray hair took out several suicide notes from many suicide notes. His eyes were red. He gently wiped off the dust with his right hand and said to himself: "Why did God confiscate this old immortal like me and take him away instead?" A few of you."

Another soldier yelled: "You bitch, you agreed that after this battle is over, you will invite me to go to a brothel to sleep with an oiran. I went down first. What kind of nonsense is that?"

You still owe me a fucking penny and haven't paid it back, why are you so embarrassed to die? "

Cursing, cursing, the man covered his face and cried.

And pictures like this can be seen everywhere.

Qin Feng and the others arrived at the Zhenling Pass, and there were many soldiers cleaning the battlefield. They wanted to piece together the bodies of their brothers, but they could only hold up the ashes of someone who didn't know who they were.

How could there be many intact bodies left behind in the battle where Chaofan was involved?

The dead soldiers have become one with this land.

The long Zhenling Pass had been shattered after suffering the aftermath of the battle, and the Lingshan Mountain, where snow fell all year round, no longer existed after the previous battle.

Bangta!

Behind Qin Feng, there were footsteps approaching.

Looking back, Liu Tianlu and Lieying were walking towards them.

"Did you bring wine?" Liu Tianlu asked.

Qin Feng nodded: "How much do you want?"

"Take as much as you have." Lieying replied.

Qin Feng didn't say anything more. With a wave of his right hand, dozens of altars of immortal drunkenness in the Xumi Ring were neatly placed on the Zhenling Gate.

"If we win this battle, how can we celebrate without some wine?" Liu Tianlu said as he opened the wine jar and poured the entire jar of wine down.

Upon seeing this, Qin Feng and the other three followed suit.

The wine was falling like rain all over the sky, but suddenly a strong wind blew up, and the wine was swept into the ravines of the earth.

Several people seemed to hear the cheerful laughter of countless soldiers in the wind.

"Happy!" Lieying drank a jar of fine wine in one gulp. He was in his prime, but he didn't know when his temples turned gray.

If fame is given to a pot of wine, how many robes will be buried in the ground?

Generals have gray hair, and old soldiers become orphans.

News of Zhenling Pass naturally spread back to Fengtian City.

In the imperial study, Emperor Ming held the memorial in his hand. The snow in the southern region had finally been swept away, but there was no smile in his eyes.

According to statistics from the Ministry of War, a total of 103,400 soldiers went out to fight in this battle, and only 21,024 survived.

Sadness is like a river, flooding the entire Fengtian city.

Emperor Ming opened the door to the treasury and issued countless pensions.

He also set up a soul-calling drum on the gate of Fengtian City. Every morning at dawn, he would wear a white Juan on his head and beat the drum on the wall for the duration of a stick of incense.

It lasted for seven days.

But no one knows how many dead souls will hear the drums and find their way home.

"Something is wrong." Qin Feng looked at his divine sea and frowned.

The destiny stars in the sky have now turned into a dazzling platinum destiny star, which is a sign that he has entered the third level.

But the key problem is that there is an extra black and white energy in his divine sea.

And if he remembered correctly, this black and white aura should be the divinity of Zhulong!

"With this thing in my body, I always feel a little leaky. I don't know if there is a way to peel it off."

Qin Feng wanted to find someone to ask, but the mysterious white deer with colorful horns had disappeared.

Senior Xuan Yi, perhaps because he lent his power to him, consumed too much. The day after he killed Zhulong, he fell into a deep sleep and had no response no matter how he was called.

After much thought, Qin Feng could only find the cheap master who was still here.

On the hillside outside Jinyang City, Old Man Baili took a sip from his wine flask and poured it in front of the tomb of Senior Li Yang.

It has long been the old man's habit to visit here from time to time.

Suddenly there were footsteps approaching, and Old Man Baili didn't look back because he knew who was coming.

Qin Feng walked up to the old man and told him his purpose.

After hearing this, the old man replied leisurely: "The divinity in the transcendent realm is a rare treasure. Now that Zhulong is dead, the trace of divinity that has merged into your body cannot make any waves.

You can understand it carefully. If you are lucky enough, you may be able to understand the principles of Yin and Yang in it. "

Qin Feng was slightly stunned when he heard this. The Dao is something that transcends the shackles of heaven and earth. If he can really comprehend it, it will help him enter the realm of transcendence in the future.

"I thought it was a curse that caused trouble for killing Zhulong, but I didn't expect it to be a great gift from the other party after his death." Qin Feng was very excited.

At this moment, there was a cracking sound, and a crack appeared on the tombstone of Senior Li Yang.

The earth suddenly trembled, gullies were crisscrossed, and the flames of the netherworld burned from the gullies.

Bang!

Bang bang!

A figure stepped out from the ghost fire of the netherworld. He looked similar to a human, but much taller, nearly two feet tall, with a burly figure, and black flames surging around him.

He looked around and laughed wildly: "This is the human world, and it is indeed full of the breath of the weak.

I want to occupy this place, expand the territory for my king, and wait for his arrival!"

The huge figure glanced at Qin Feng and the others, and the dark green flames in his eyes flickered. He sneered: "It took too much energy to cross the Yellow Spring Road, so I just use you two to have a snack."

As soon as the voice fell, the giant clenched his hands, and the black flames around him seemed to have life, rushing towards Qin Feng and the others.

This move is quite similar to the puppet shadow method of the Hundred Ghosts Taoist.

The sudden change made Qin Feng frown. Without saying a word, he mobilized the qi in his body, and a red thunder fell from the sky in the night sky.

When the giant saw the red thunder, his originally arrogant face was full of fear: "It turned out to be the life-destroying thunder? No, no!!!"

Boom!

With a roar, the giant's screams stopped abruptly, and there was only a huge pit and charred blackness left on the spot.

"So weak?" Qin Feng was stunned.

Although he didn't know the reason, the other party must have come from the underworld.

Qin Feng thought that the other party was so big and the way he appeared was so awesome, at least he was a small boss, but he didn't expect that he would be wiped out in one encounter.

"Teacher, what's going on?"

Elder Baili also looked thoughtful.

Just at this moment, the tombstone of Senior Li Yang glowed green, and a familiar voice rang out