My wife is a sword god

Chapter 34 Wang Meng Attacks
"You are just working in the Demon Slayer Division, how can you have such a treasure as the Sumeru Ring?" Lan Ningshuang asked curiously.

"I still have a lot of this kind of thing at home, why, you don't have any?"

The simple and calm words, like a critical blow, caused quite a trauma to Lan Ningshuang's heart.

She pursed her lips, but did not reply, there were only two such treasures as Xumijie, even 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. How can she, a sword servant, possess something that even the young lady doesn't have?
Qin Feng looked at Cang Feilan, his eyes glowed, this is not a rich woman, this is clearly a mobile vault!
I don't know if the key on my body can open the lock of this treasury, and share the glory and wealth from now on!

no. no!I am a glorious traveler, I should use my own hands to achieve my dreams!
Wait, this doesn't seem to conflict with eating soft rice?

Qin Feng fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, a loud beast roar in the forest brought him back to reality.

The three of them hurriedly looked into the forest, only to see countless birds and beasts running around and the trees trembling.

Is this the terrifying beast in the black mist forest?Qin Feng took a step back subconsciously, his face turned slightly pale.

Without saying a word, Lan Ningshuang immediately protected Qin Feng behind her.

On the other hand, Cang Feilan was looking at the forest thoughtfully. She always felt a little strange about the roar of the beast, and instinctively developed a trace of disgust.

The movement came suddenly and went quickly. It didn't take long for the Black Mist Forest to return to its previous peaceful appearance.

The three of them relaxed a little, and Lan Ningshuang said: "Young Master, let's pick the fruits quickly, it's still not safe to stay here."

Qin Feng nodded, and then said: "When you pick the vermilion fruit, be careful not to break the outer skin, and pull out the stem together with it."

As soon as the words fell, he went forward to pick them himself as a demonstration. Since he grew up in the countryside in his previous life, he often helped the family with farm work, so the peppers were picked quickly and accurately.

Qin Feng turned around with some complacency, he was ready to accept the admiring eyes of the two beauties.

But the sight in front of him left him dumbfounded.

I saw Lan Ningshuang holding the long sword in her hand and wielding it lightly, a few streaks of white sword energy shot out instantly, and in the blink of an eye, she chopped off an unknown number of vermilion fruits.

On the other side, Cang Feilan seemed not to be outdone, and even pulled out the two daggers from her waist. You must know that when she was fighting Guixiu in Jinyang City, she only took out one!
The dagger fluttered, and the blue silk danced. In just a few moments, more vermilion fruits than Lan Ningshuang's chopped off fell to the ground one after another.

But this is not the end, but just the beginning. The two of them seem to be secretly competing, and the speed of their shots is getting faster and faster. Before Qin Feng can react, all the vermilion fruits in front of him have been picked.
You guys are awesome, you can't afford to provoke me, and I can't hide from you?
Qin Feng got up silently, intending to go to a remote place to pick vermilion fruit by himself, but just as he squatted down, he felt a strong wind blowing by. When he came back to his senses, the bush in front of him had only branches left
An hour later, the sun was setting and the sky was dark.

Qin Feng looked at a large piece of bare bushes in front of him, and was satisfied with holding the Sumeru Ring in his hand. With so many peppers, the hot pot plan will definitely 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 brows slightly.

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

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

The lonely Lan Ningshuang seemed to want to comfort herself with food, and subconsciously picked up a vermilion fruit on the ground and put it in her mouth.

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

Then I saw that Lan Ningshuang's face was flushed, she was sticking out her tongue, fanning the wind with her palm continuously, and it took a long time before she stopped.

"My lord, this food is so bad, what are you doing with it?" Lan Ningshuang looked resentful.

"This is called vermilion fruit. Usually you can't pick it up and eat it directly. After I go back, I will use it to make a soup. Then you will know what is delicious in the world."

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

Hey, you wait for Zhenxiang's warning. Qin Feng didn't take it seriously, but said with a smile: "It's getting late, let's go back to Jinyang City."

But at this moment, an abrupt voice sounded: "There is no need to go back, because today, you will all die here."

The three of them searched for their reputation, only to see a burly figure wrapped in cloth strips coming into view, it was Wang Meng who came to make trouble before the wedding day!

"You didn't leave?" Qin Feng asked with a frown.

"Of course I didn't leave. I still want to carry your head and go back to the Tang family to receive the reward." Wang Meng's face was gloomy, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura.

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

"Brat, you have good luck in love, not to mention marrying Liu Jianli, but there are two cute little mothers beside you to protect you.

But don't you naively think that with the two of them, you can protect you from death? ! "As soon as Wang Meng finished speaking, a burst of cracking sounded instantly.

I saw his right foot stepping on the mountain road, and relying on the reaction force, he rushed over like a tiger, and then his right hand formed a claw, aiming at Qin Feng's neck, as if he wanted to take off the latter's head with one blow!

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

With a flash of sword light, a white sword aura rushed out and touched the protruding palm. Wang Meng sneered, not dodging or dodging, but he crushed the sword aura with his right hand.

Then he strode forward, punched with his left hand, and hit Lan Ningshuang's blade. With a roar, he instantly knocked Lan Ningshuang into the air.

At this moment, the distance between him and Qin Feng was less than one zhang, and at a distance of one zhang, a sixth-rank Martial Daoist wanted to kill a ninth-rank Wensheng Taoist, like crushing an ant!
Just as Wang Meng was about to make a move, he suddenly became alert, why did he only see the girl in blue, and where did the other person go?
At the same time, he only felt a trace of coolness coming from above his head, and immediately ignored Qin Feng who was not far in front of him, and retreated abruptly.

With a click, a sharp dagger fell from in front of him, cut off his bangs, and easily pierced through the rocks on the ground.

The three of them returned to their previous positions in an instant, as if everything that happened just now was just an illusion.

This flash fight is really exciting. Qin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

He began to analyze the current situation. The opponent is a sixth-grade power-gathering master. So far, he has not found any weapons and is injured.

Our Miss Fanglan is in the breath-holding realm of the seventh rank, and the sword intent is in the Yuejing realm, and Miss Cang, although she verbally says that she is of the Hundred Ghosts orthodoxy, likes to fight with people close to hand, but her strength is definitely not worth mentioning.

This battle should be fought!
But the premise is that my oily bottle doesn't hold them back.

The corner of Qin Feng's mouth twitched, and he stepped back a few steps knowingly.

(End of this chapter)