"You just work in the Demon Slayer Division, how can you own a treasure like the Xumi Ring?" Lan Ningshuang asked curiously.
"I have a lot of this kind of stuff at home, why, you don't have any?"
The simple and calm words were like a critical blow, causing considerable trauma to Lan Ningshuang's mind.
She pursed her lips and did not reply. There were only two treasures like 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. How can she, a sword servant, have something that even the young lady doesn’t have?
Qin Feng looked at Cang Feilan, his eyes gleaming, this is not a rich woman, this is clearly a mobile treasury!
I don’t know if the key on my body 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 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 roar from the mountain forest brought him back to reality.
The three of them hurriedly looked into the forest, and saw countless birds and beasts running around, and the trees were trembling.
Is this the terrifying beast in the black mist forest? Qin Feng subconsciously took a step back, his face slightly pale.
Without saying a word, Lan Ningshuang immediately protected Qin Feng behind her.
On the side, Cang Feilan was looking at the mountains and forests thoughtfully. She always felt a little strange about this beast's roar, and she instinctively felt a little disgusted.
The movement came suddenly and went away quickly. It didn't take long for the black fog forest to return to its previous calm appearance.
The three of them relaxed a little, and Lan Ningshuang said: "Uncle, we'd better pick the fruits quickly, it's 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 it off along with the stem."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward to pick the peppers himself to demonstrate. Since he grew up in a rural area in his previous life and often helped his family with farm work, he picked the peppers quickly and accurately.
Qin Feng turned around with some complacency. He was ready to accept the admiring gazes of the two beauties.
But the sight in front of him left him stunned.
Lan Ningshuang was seen holding a long sword and swung it lightly. Several white sword energy was instantly slashed out, and in the blink of an eye, he cut off countless vermilion fruits.
Cang Feilan on the other side seemed not to be outdone, and even took out two daggers from her waist. You know, when she fought against the ghost cultivator in Jinyang City, she only took out one!
The dagger flew, the green hair danced, and in just a few moments, more vermilion fruits than Lan Ningshuang chopped down fell to the ground.
But this is not the end, but only the beginning. The two of them seemed to be secretly competing with each other, and their shooting speed became faster and faster. Before Qin Feng could react, all the vermilion fruits in front of him had been picked.
You guys are so awesome that I can’t afford to offend you, so why can’t I hide from you?
Qin Feng stood up silently and planned to go to a remote place to pick vermilion fruits alone. However, as soon as he squatted down, he felt a strong wind blowing by. When he came to his senses, there was a shrub in front of him with only its branches left.
An hour later, the sun was setting and the sky was getting dark.
Qin Feng looked at the large area of bare shrubs in front of him and held the Xumijie in his hand with satisfaction. With so many chili peppers, the hot pot plan will definitely be implemented perfectly!
"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.
Not sure if it was his own misunderstanding, but Qin Feng always felt that Miss Lan's figure was instantly shorter.
The lonely Lan Ningshuang seemed to want to comfort herself through food, so she subconsciously picked up a vermilion fruit on the ground and put it into her mouth.
"No!" Qin Feng wanted to remind him, but it was too late.
Then they saw Lan Ningshuang's face turned red, her tongue sticking out, and she kept fanning with her palms. It took a long time before she stopped.
"Uncle, this food tastes so bad, why did you bring it back?" Lan Ningshuang looked resentful.
"This is called the scarlet fruit. Generally, you can't eat it directly. When I get back, I will use it to make soup. Then you will know what delicious food is in the world."
"No need." Lan Ningshuang refused immediately. At this moment, her mouth was still filled with the pungent taste.
Hey, just 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 quickly."
But at this moment, a sudden voice sounded: "There is no need to go back, because today, you will all die here."
The three of them looked for the sound, only to see a burly figure covered with strips of cloth come into view. It was Wang Meng who came to attack on the wedding day!
"You didn't leave?" Qin Feng asked with a frown.
"Of course I'm not leaving. I'm going to carry your head back to the Tang family to receive the reward." Wang Meng's face was gloomy, and murderous aura filled his body.
Cang Feilan and Lan Ningshuang protected Qin Feng without saying a word.
"You brat, you are very lucky. Not only did you marry Liu Jianli, but you also have two such cute little girls protecting you.
But are you so naive that you think that the two of them can protect you from death?!" As soon as Wang Meng finished speaking, an explosion sounded immediately.
I saw his right foot stepping on the mountain road, and using the reaction force, he rushed over like a tiger. Then his right hand turned into a claw, aiming directly at Qin Feng's neck, as if he wanted to take off the latter's head with one blow!
Naturally, Lan Ningshuang will not just sit idly by.
The sword light flashed, and a white sword energy flew out, and it touched the palm that was reaching out. Wang Meng sneered, and instead of dodging, he actually used his right hand to crush the sword energy.
Then he stepped forward, made a fist with his left hand, and hit Lan Ningshuang's sword blade. With a roar, it was instantly knocked away.
At this moment, the distance between him and Qin Feng was less than one foot, and with a distance of only one foot, a sixth-grade Shenwu Taoist trying to kill a ninth-grade Literary Saint Taoist was like squeezing an ant to death!
Wang Meng was about to take action when he suddenly felt alarmed. Why did he only see the girl in blue? Where had the other person gone?
At the same time, he only felt a chill coming from above his head, and immediately ignored Qin Feng, who was not far away in front of him, and stepped back suddenly.
There was just a click sound, and a sharp dagger fell from 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 electric fight was really exciting. Qin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.
He began to analyze the current situation. He found that the opponent was a sixth-grade power-gathering master. So far, he had not found any weapons or injuries on his body.
Our Lady Lan is in the Seventh Level Breath Condensation Realm and the Sword Intent Chongyue Realm. Although Miss Cang claims that she is of the Hundred Ghost Tradition, she likes to fight hand to hand with others, but her strength is definitely not something to be said.
This battle should be fought with due force!
But the premise is that I don't hold them back.
Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and stepped back a few steps with great self-knowledge.