My wife is a sword god

"You are just working in the Demon Slaying Division, how can you have a treasure like the Xumi Ring?" Lan Ningshuang asked curiously.

"My family has a lot of this kind of thing, why, you don't have it?"

Simple and calm words, but like a critical hit, caused a lot of trauma to Lan Ningshuang's heart.

She pursed her lips and didn't reply. There are only two treasures like the Xumi Ring in the entire Liu family.

One of them is in the hands of Mr. Liu, and the other is in the hands of the current head of the Liu family. Even the young lady doesn't have it, how can she, a sword servant, have it?

Qin Feng looked at Cang Feilan, his eyes shining. How can this be a rich woman? This is clearly a mobile vault!

I don't know if the key on me can open the lock of this vault and share the glory and wealth from now on!

No. No! I am a glorious time traveler, I should achieve my dream with my own hands!

Wait, this doesn't seem to conflict with being a gigolo?

Qin Feng fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, a deafening roar of a beast in the mountains and forests pulled him back to reality.

The three of them looked into the forest in a hurry, and saw countless birds and beasts running around, and the trees were shaking.

Is this the terrifying beast in the Black Mist Forest? Qin Feng subconsciously took a step back, his face slightly pale.

Lan Ningshuang didn't say anything and immediately protected Qin Feng behind him.

Cang Feilan, who was standing by, was looking at the forest thoughtfully. She always felt that the roar of the beast was a little strange, and instinctively felt a little disgusted.

The movement came suddenly and went away quickly. Not long after, the Black Mist Forest returned to its previous calm appearance.

The three of them relaxed a little, and Lan Ningshuang said: "Son-in-law, let's pick the fruits quickly. It's not safe to stay here."

Qin Feng nodded, and then said: "When you pick the red fruit, be careful not to break the skin, and pull it off with the stem on it."

As soon as the voice fell, he personally stepped forward to pick it for demonstration. Because he grew up in the countryside when he was a child in his previous life, he often helped his family with farm work, so he picked the peppers quickly and accurately.

Qin Feng turned around somewhat complacently, he was ready to accept the admiring gazes of the two beauties.

But the scene in front of him stunned him.

Lan Ningshuang held a long sword and swung it gently. Several white sword qi slashed out instantly. In the blink of an eye, she chopped off countless vermilion fruits.

On the other side, Cang Feilan seemed to be unwilling to be outdone. She actually pulled out two daggers from her waist. You know, when she fought against the ghost cultivator in Jinyang City, she only took out one!

The daggers flew, the black hair danced, but in just a few moments, more vermilion fruits fell to the ground than Lan Ningshuang.

But this was not the end, but just the beginning. The two seemed to be secretly competing with each other, and the speed of their moves was getting faster and faster. Before Qin Feng could react, all the vermilion fruits in front of him had been picked.

You are awesome, you can't afford to provoke me, but I can't hide?

Qin Feng stood up silently, intending to go to a remote place to pick red fruits by himself, but as soon as he squatted down, he felt a strong wind blowing past. When he came to his senses, only the branches of the bush in front of him were left.

An hour later, the sun was setting and the sky was dark.

Qin Feng looked at the large area of ​​bare bushes in front of him, holding the Xumi Ring in his hand with satisfaction. With so many peppers, the hot pot plan can be perfectly implemented!

"Miss Lan, Miss Cang, let's go." Qin Feng turned around and saw two beauties standing opposite each other.

"Twenty-nine thousand three hundred and twenty-seven trees." Lan Ningshuang raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Thirty-one thousand two hundred and four trees." Cang Feilan said lightly.

I don't know if it's his illusion, Qin Feng always feels that Miss Lan's figure is instantly shorter.

Lonely Lan Ningshuang seemed to want to comfort herself with food, and subconsciously picked up a red fruit on the ground and put it into her mouth.

"Don't!" Qin Feng wanted to remind him, but it was too late.

Then, Lan Ningshuang's face turned red, she stuck out her tongue, and kept fanning herself with her palms. It took a long time for her to stop.

"Son-in-law, this thing is so unpalatable, why did you take it back?" Lan Ningshuang looked resentful.

"This is called Zhuhong Fruit. It can't be eaten directly. When I go back, I will use it to make soup. Then you will know what is delicious in the world."

"No need." Lan Ningshuang refused immediately, and her mouth was still filled with the pungent smell at this moment.

Hey, you wait for the real fragrance warning. Qin Feng didn't care, but smiled and said: "It's getting late, let's go back to Jinyang City quickly."

But at this moment, a sudden voice sounded: "No need to go back, because today, you will all die here."

The three looked for the sound, and saw a burly figure wrapped in cloth strips. It was Wang Meng who came to make trouble on the day of the wedding!

"You didn't leave?" Qin Feng frowned and asked.

"Of course I didn't leave. I will take your head back to the Tang family to claim the reward." Wang Meng's face was gloomy, and murderous aura was overflowing.

Cang Feilan and Lan Ningshuang stood in front of Qin Feng without saying a word.

"You stinky boy, you have good luck in love. Not only did you marry Liu Jianli, but you also have two delicate girls protecting you.

But you are naive to think that they can protect you from death?!" As soon as Wang Meng finished speaking, a burst of sound was heard.

He crushed the mountain road with his right foot, and pounced on him like a tiger with the reaction force, and then his right hand became a claw, aiming directly at Qin Feng's neck, as if he wanted to take off the latter's head with one blow!

Lan Ningshuang and the other two would not sit idly by.

The sword flashed, and a white sword energy swept out, touching the palm that reached out. Wang Meng sneered, and did not dodge or avoid, but crushed the sword energy with his right hand.

Then he took a step forward, made a fist with his left hand, and hit Lan Ningshuang's sword blade. With a roar, he instantly knocked her away.

At this moment, he was less than ten feet away from Qin Feng, and at a distance of ten feet, a sixth-grade Shenwu Taoist wanted to kill a ninth-grade Wensheng Taoist, just like crushing an ant!

Wang Meng was about to make a move, but suddenly he became alert. Why did he only see the blue-clothed girl? Where did the other person go?

At the same time, he only felt a hint of coolness above his head. He immediately didn't care about Qin Feng not far in front of him, and his body suddenly retreated.

With a click, a sharp dagger fell in front of him, cutting off his bangs and easily piercing the rocks on the ground.

The three of them instantly resumed their previous positions, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

This lightning-fast fight was really exciting. Qin Feng swallowed his saliva, and his palms were sweaty.

He began to analyze the current situation. The opponent was a sixth-grade master of concentration. He had not yet been found to use any weapons and had injuries.

Our Miss Lan was at the seventh-grade level of breath-retaining realm, and her sword intent was at the heavy mountain realm. Although Miss Cang said verbally that she was a Hundred Ghosts Taoist, she liked to fight with people in close combat, but her strength was definitely beyond doubt.

This battle should be fought!

But the premise is that I, a burden, will not hold them back.

Qin Feng pulled the corner of his mouth and stepped back a few steps with self-awareness.