My wife is a sword god

Qin Jian'an couldn't hold back the second wife's sobs and hurried to the Demon Slayer Division in the city.

The handsome second brother was pacing back and forth beside the bed, constantly blaming himself.

The gray-haired Dr. Song knew that there was no use in staying here, so he left a prescription for calming the nerves and then left.

Seeing the woman crying, Qin Feng couldn't bear it. He wanted to say a few words of comfort, but when the words came to his mouth, his body seemed to be very resistant. It seemed that the original owner of this body really didn't like this mother and son. Two people.

Qin Feng coughed dryly and finally said: "Second mother, don't cry. I'm fine. I just woke up and my head is still a little groggy, so I mistakenly recognized my second brother and said some nonsense."

As soon as these words came out, the sobbing stopped abruptly, and Qin An, who kept blaming himself, turned his head and looked up with surprise in his eyes.

"What did you call me?" The two voices said almost in unison.

Looking at the disbelief on their faces, Monk Qin Feng was confused.

"Second mother, second brother?" Qin Feng asked tentatively, did he say the wrong thing? Isn't it called this in ancient times?

Snapped!

A crisp slap sounded, which stunned Qin Feng and also confused Qin An.

"Mom, why did you hit me?" Qin An covered his cheek.

"Isn't this a dream?"

Meng Xue looked happy at first, and then she seemed to have thought of something, and her face turned pale, "Feng'er must have had his soul taken away by that damn demon, otherwise why would he suddenly call me "Er" after not having spoken a word for more than ten years? mother."

As soon as the words fell, tears started to flow down like rain.

Qin An sighed and consoled him: "Mom, dad has already gone to the Demon Slayer Division. Wait until the Taoist priests from the Hundred Ghost Tradition come over. After checking, we will find out that it will not help if you cry like this."

Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and worked for a long time. It turned out that this was what happened.

The maid in a green skirt was quite discerning. Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was a bit solemn, she took the initiative to get a basin of hot water and came to the bed, intending to wipe Qin Feng's cheeks.

"I'll do it myself." Qin Feng had never enjoyed such treatment. Feeling uncomfortable, he took the towel, dipped it in hot water, wrung it out and wiped his cheeks.

In the copper basin, the water was clear, reflecting Qin Feng's face, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. His appearance was very similar to Qin An's, but it only added a masculine look.

Not to mention anything else, judging from appearance alone, I should be more suitable for practicing martial arts, and my second brother is more suitable for dancing and writing. Unfortunately, talent has little to do with appearance.

At this moment, Qin Feng discovered that a golden light flashed through his eyes in the bronze mirror!

But when he took a closer look, the golden light disappeared. Could he have seen it wrong?

Qin Feng pinched his eyebrows and stared for a moment. He still looked like a normal person.

"Young Master, I think this water is dirty, why don't you ask Qing'er to get another basin?" the maid beside asked crisply.

"No need." Qin Feng shook his head, raised his head, and something unexpected happened.

She was originally a pretty girl in a green dress, but now she looked like the outline of a human body. The flow of blood, the beating of the heart, the changes in the bones, and the contraction of the muscles in the outline were so clearly visible.

Qin Feng couldn't believe what he saw before him, and then he heard a "yeah" sound, which brought him back to reality, and everything in front of him returned to its original appearance.

Qing'er's face turned red with embarrassment. She glanced at Qin Feng, then bit her lip and ran away through the door.

The other two people in the room both looked shocked.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Feng'er, you..." Er Niang covered her mouth and hesitated to speak.

"I"

I was too surprised by what I saw just now, so I touched it without thinking!

"Brother." Qin An looked complicated, and then said earnestly: "Before you step into the seventh-level realm, I suggest you stay as a boy. This will be good for your practice."

Qin Feng opened his mouth, unable to laugh or cry. He knew that nothing he said at this moment was meaningless.

But what exactly is going on? Why can I see the inside of Qing'er through her skin and flesh? Is this the golden finger I have traveled through time - the clairvoyance eye?

But what's the use of a clairvoyant eye that can't penetrate clothes and can only penetrate flesh and blood? Am I only allowed to appreciate those "skinny" beauties?

Thinking of this, Qin Feng shook his head regretfully.

Having said that, having this kind of ability is much better than having nothing at all. The key is how did you activate your perspective ability before?

Qin Feng lowered his head and pondered, then concentrated on his eyes. A golden light flashed deep in his pupils, and everything in front of him seemed to have changed.

The air is filled with green light spots, like fireflies, which is really beautiful.

He turned his head and looked at Qin An, just like he looked at Qing'er before, seeing all the details of the other person's inner being directly through his flesh and blood.

It has to be said that those who practice Shenwu Taoism are indeed much stronger in blood, energy and muscles than ordinary people.

Every beat of Qin An's heart was so powerful, and what surprised Qin Feng even more was that there were countless tiny golden veins in the opponent's muscles, extending in all directions, and finally they were all concentrated in the abdomen.

What are those green spots in the air, and what are the golden veins on the second brother's abdomen.

Qin Feng searched the memory of the original owner and did not see any relevant introduction.

Just at this time, a voice came from outside the house: "Madam, I have brought the master of the Demon Slaying Division's Hundred Ghost Tradition here. How is Feng'er doing now?"