My wife is a sword god.

Chapter 659 The Whispering in the Dream

He boasted about himself just now, if he revealed his identity at this time, wouldn't he be killed on the spot?
Qin Feng looked to his side, hoping that someone would help him change the subject.

As a result, none of my family can be relied on.

Qin An moved away a bit, as if wanting to get rid of the relationship.

Father Qin seemed to be afraid that his identity would be exposed, so he leaned against a big tree and lowered the brim of his hat.

"Hiss, after what Old Wang said, I seem to have the same feeling. Quickly wipe off the stains on your face and let us have a look?"

For a while, Qin Feng couldn't get off the tiger, but fortunately, the scholar's brain is good, and he found the words in a hurry: "Going out to fight will inevitably have stains all over the body, so I don't bother to wipe it off.

As for the familiarity you mentioned, isn't it quite normal, it must have been during the training in the martial arts field, and they have met a few times. "

"That's true." Several veterans looked at each other, approved the rhetoric, and stopped entangled.

The night wind blows, the bonfire flickers, and the noisy atmosphere gradually subsides.

All the soldiers took turns to watch the night, and their moods began to fluctuate.

They either looked in the direction of Fengtian City, or quietly took out the suicide note in their arms, glanced at it and quickly took it back.

This trip to the east was more ominous than good, and all the soldiers had already expected it. However, when they first arrived in the southern region, they encountered such ghosts, which only showed that the danger this time was far beyond their expectations.

Seeing this scene, Qin Feng, who was leaning against the huge boulder, couldn't help recalling the poems from his previous life - Jun Moxiao, drunk on the battlefield, how many people fought in ancient times?

Only those who have experienced it can understand that the tragedy of war is far more cruel than those poems.

Sighing secretly, Qin Feng merged his consciousness into the sea of ​​gods, and began to merge the stars of life into one place.

If he can step into the third-rank realm before the great war comes, he will definitely be able to play a greater role, so naturally he must seize the time to practice.

I don't know how long it has passed, the night is already dark, and the stars in the sky emit a clear brilliance.

Those radiances formed a line and converged into one place, and a holy white deer with colorful horns suddenly appeared.

The figure seemed to be standing on the bright moon, the white deer looked down at the ring of fire on the mountainside, and looked at the Wuhou army who either closed their eyes for a nap or was on guard.

Finally, his gaze fell on Qin Feng who was leaning against the boulder and closed his eyes to practice. His bright eyes seemed to be brighter.

Above the antlers, colorful rays of light flowed, the breeze passed by, and the hazy white mist pressed down on the continuous mountains.

The soldiers who were on watch at night were accustomed to seeing this scene. Their vision was blocked. They just wanted to cheer up 12 points, but the eyelids were closed for some reason, and all the soldiers felt dizzy.

The white deer ran across the night sky with all four hooves, but within a few moments it turned into a phantom and came to Qin Feng's side.

Father Qin, who was leaning on the tree trunk, looked at Qin Feng's position with a feeling in his heart. He saw the hazy white mist, but saw nothing strange, and couldn't help frowning.

But the phantom of the white deer was entangled in its body, getting close to Qin Feng, leaning the deer's head on the latter's leg with a peaceful expression.

At the same time, Qin Feng, who was cultivating, was surprised to find that the speed of life star condensing suddenly greatly accelerated, far exceeding the past!

"What's going on here?" Qin Feng was puzzled, but he didn't waste this opportunity to practice.

The night passed by in a hurry. When the sun rose eastward and the sky became white, all the soldiers opened their eyes as the horn sounded, feeling refreshed.

"It's the first time I've slept so peacefully since I went out to fight."

"Who said it wasn't."

At the front of the team, General Lieying shouted, and the military orders were conveyed layer by layer. Wuhou's army, which had rested overnight, set off again, heading towards Luowang City.

rustle!

Standing on a huge tree trunk, the white deer looked towards the direction Wuhou's army was advancing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Traveling in the daytime without hindrance, even if you encounter a few ghosts who don't open their eyes, the strongest one is only at the level of five robbery powers, and the soldiers can easily kill them.

At night, set up camp.

After dinner, Qin Feng and the others stood on the outermost perimeter where the bonfire could illuminate, keeping an eye on their surroundings. It was their turn to keep watch tonight.

The second younger brother looked at the surrounding scenery, and suddenly let out a light sigh.

Qin Feng asked: "What's wrong?"

Qin An didn't respond at the first time. After confirming several times, he said solemnly: "I have been to this place with Master."

"Senior Daokuang took you to practice in the Southern Region. This place is close to Huarong Road and extends in all directions. It's not surprising that you have been here before."

"That's not the case, big brother, do you still remember the two extraordinary beings I told you about?" Qin An said seriously.

Qin Feng was naturally impressed by the Seven-Colored Horned White Deer and the Lord of the Swamp. After all, it was an existence in a transcendent state. When he realized it, his expression was serious: "You mean, we met here in the first place?"

Qin An nodded and pointed to the nearest mountain: "At that time, the master of the swamp stretched out his giant hand from that mountain, and grabbed the head of the black frog into it.

Brother, look at that place, the mountain rock is sunken downwards, it was smashed out by the head of the black frog. "

Qin Feng and Father Qin who were on the side followed, and they really saw an unnaturally huge pothole.

There are dark marks on the surface of the pothole, which are bloodstains that have dried up!
Father Qin immediately released the Qi machine to sense it, and after a while, he said lightly: "I haven't sensed a strong breath around here, maybe that kind of existence has already left this place."

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that.

The existence of the transcendent realm in this world is like a god. Although they didn't attack the second brother and others at the beginning, who knows what will happen when they meet again?
In this case, it is better not to encounter
The night is like water, and the stars are shining brightly.

Father Qin said: "Wait until the two of you rest, and I will be in charge of the night watch."

Qin An shook his head: "When I practiced with my master in the Southern Region, I was already used to keeping watch at night, so I just took this opportunity to adjust my internal breath and practice.

On the contrary, big brother, if you practice the literary sage orthodoxy, it is better to rest for a while, so as not to affect tomorrow's rush. "

When saying this, Father Qin and Qin An looked at Qin Feng together, and showed strange expressions.

The latter had sat cross-legged on the ground at some point, with his eyes closed, breathing evenly, apparently falling asleep.

"Brother, this efficiency is really fast."

Qin Feng originally wanted to seize the time and draw his spiritual consciousness into the sea of ​​​​divines to practice, but the moment he closed his eyes, he felt tired like a raging tide.

Before he knew it, he fell into a dream.

The terrifying one-eyed reappeared, flashed by, and the whisper of "Xiantian Yiqi." resounded in my ears.

He saw the Garuda all over the sky.

He saw the desperate looking soldiers.

He saw corpses strewn all over the field, with blood flowing for thousands of miles.

And he couldn't do anything, he could only watch all this quietly, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.

At this moment, the scene in the dream changed, and he seemed to be floating above the quiet pool.

Ripples swayed, and a soft voice sounded, strange but reassuring——

"Go to the mountains ahead, and find the Lord of the Swamp."

(End of this chapter)