My wife is a sword god.

Chapter 778 No friends at all!
"No, no, my lady, why did you kill that dog, uh, why did you kill Your Majesty?" Qin Feng was extremely puzzled.

Cang Feilan explained in a cold voice: "Your friend and your wife love each other so much that they don't want to marry again, but the dog emperor doesn't care about it and insists on giving him another princess.

If I were your friend's wife, I would definitely not be able to bear this tone. Even if I didn't kill the dog emperor, I would have to confront him face to face and ask him to withdraw the imperial decree. "

It must be that too many things have happened recently, which made my brain a little troubled. I actually thought of asking Feilan to ventilate first. The princess is also wishful thinking, so what about you, lady?"

Cang Feilan frowned when she heard the words, and turned her head to look: "There is already a lady at home, how dare you mess around outside? If it were me."

Before the words were finished, a thunderbolt struck, cutting off a section of the exposed treetops of the trees in the courtyard!
Damn it, Qin Feng subconsciously covered his crotch, his scalp numb from fright.

"Sir, what are you so afraid of doing?" Cang Feilan looked at her with scrutiny and doubt.

"Both men, I'm just a little touched." Qin Feng said dryly.

Cang Feilan was skeptical, and then warned: "Who is that friend of yours? I advise you to stay away from him, and don't get into these bad habits like him."

"Miss misunderstood, I said yes! My friend is definitely a model of loyalty, a good man among good men!

All this is the problem of the dog emperor. He insisted on issuing an imperial decree to marry a princess, what is this called?

But Emperor Dog is the king of a country after all, and the imperial decree is no joke. There is a high probability that this marriage cannot be avoided. "Qin Feng couldn't help sighing.

Cang Feilan let out a cold snort, and didn't make any other comments. Anyway, this is just Xianggong's friend, not Xianggong himself, so it has nothing to do with her.

After a moment of silence, Qin Feng observed Fei Lan's reaction and said, "Actually, I think my friend's wife should understand him. After all, this is all caused by the dog emperor. Even if there is resentment, it should be spread on On the Dog Emperor.

Just like when I married Fei Lan back then, Jian Li was extremely reluctant at first, but isn't the family harmonious now? "

Hearing the words, Cang Feilan subconsciously looked away, after all, she really stole the house.
Therefore, the tone is also weaker: "How can my situation be compared with your friend's."

"Miss, you are well-educated and considerate, you should learn to put yourself in the shoes of others and consider other people's difficulties.

Many things, in fact, think about it, and it is not so difficult to accept.

As the saying goes, endure a moment of calm, take a step back and broaden the sea and the sky. "Qin Feng spread his hands.

At this time, Cang Feilan reacted, looked sideways, her eyes burning: "Wait, we are clearly discussing your friend, why did you start to persuade me?

Your friend, shouldn't you"

Qin Feng's heart tightened, and he hastily argued: "Miss, look at you, are you thinking too much?

I did this entirely to teach my friend how to persuade his wife through you.

That's all, that's all, let me take care of this kind of trouble, lady, you continue to work on your work, and I won't bother you. "

After speaking, Qin Feng turned around and left in a hurry, so as not to be lost if he said too much, and Fei Lan saw the clue.

Cang Feilan looked thoughtfully at the back of the other party who disappeared in the corridor.

She always felt that Xianggong's words and deeds were a little weird, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"No, I have to tell Sister Jianli about this."

Thinking of this, she extinguished the fire that boiled the medicine, and headed towards Liu Jianli's room.

Outside the tidy and clean room, Liu Jianli, dressed in white, was closing his eyes and adjusting the energy in his body.

And not far from her, there was a stove, and Lan Ningshuang, who was wearing a blue dress, was waving the fan in her hand, controlling the heat of the stove.

Just at this moment, there was a sound of breaking wind, Lan Ningshuang looked around and asked curiously, "Miss Feilan, why are you here?"

Cang Feilan didn't answer immediately, but looked at the decoction that was being boiled, and the familiar scent of the medicine came over her face.

She turned her head to look at Sister Jianli, and the latter also looked at her at this moment.

"Sister Jianli, didn't you agree during the day that no one is allowed to look for your husband tonight? You made it."

"It's chicken soup." Liu Jianli's vermilion lips parted slightly, and then he glanced at Lan Ningshuang casually.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Yes, Miss asked me to make chicken soup, and said she wanted to nourish my uncle."

She didn't even bother to think of an excuse, and it was exactly the same as last time. The corners of Cang Feilan's eyes twitched slightly, and she took a step forward: "Since it's chicken soup, it happens that I haven't had enough for dinner tonight, sister Jianli, why don't you give me a sip?"

As soon as the words fell, an air machine hit the earthen jar, and with a bang, the earthen jar turned into a meteor and disappeared into the night sky.

"This chicken soup has been boiled for a long time. If Fei Lan wants to drink it, I will ask Ningshuang to make it for you again."

At this moment, the servant girl Qing'er came here and asked: "Second young lady, do you still need the soup outside your room? I see that the fire has been extinguished, but the soup inside is still full.

If I don't use it, then I put it away? "

"It's not soup, it's chicken soup!" Cang Feilan retorted.

"Chicken soup? But it has a distinct taste"

"It's chicken soup!" Cang Feilan said firmly, "The chicken soup is cold, you just pour it out, so there's no need to say more."

"That's fine." Qing'er left suspiciously, the taste was obviously the soup that the young master often drank.

In the courtyard, the three of them looked at each other, silent for a while.

Cang Feilan spoke first to break the embarrassing atmosphere: "Sister Jianli's cultivation seems to have improved again. The control of Qi just now has reached the point of perfection."

Liu Jianli nodded slightly: "The trip to the Western Regions has yielded a lot, and I believe you will do the same on this point."

Cang Feilan didn't deny it.

After Qin Feng initially mastered the principles of yin and yang, instead of taking a double rest, he was able to achieve the circulation of yin and yang in his body, endlessly.

For Liu Jianli and the others, this is a shortcut to quickly improve their cultivation and personally experience the principles of Taoism.

As for the Extreme Realm of the Western Regions, they have seen many great battles in the realm of detachment, especially fighting against gods and demons in Su Tianyue's illusion, which also gave them a deeper understanding of the principles of Taoism and actual combat.

"I believe it won't be long before I can step into a higher realm." Cang Feilan said firmly.

Liu Jianli responded lightly, and then asked: "Why are you here?"

"It's like this." Cang Feilan immediately said exactly what Qin Feng said to her just now.

"I don't know about my friend Xianggong, what's going on at home now, but sister Jianli, if you encounter this situation, how will you deal with it?"

The voice fell, but no one responded for a long time.

Cang Feilan looked up and saw Liu Jianli's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Sister Jianli? What's wrong with you?" Cang Feilan asked curiously.

Liu Jianli's vermilion lips parted slightly: "Where is Mr. Xianggong?"

"It should be back to the bedroom."

"Okay." Liu Jianli nodded, and walked towards Qin Feng's room with a cold expression.

Lan Ningshuang followed closely behind with an ugly expression on her face.

Cang Feilan asked curiously: "Sister Jianli seems to be angry. Could it be that she also feels the same way, thinking that the dog emperor deserves to die?"

Lan Ningshuang gritted her teeth: "Miss Fei Lan, you don't have any friends at all, the friend my uncle is talking about is himself!"

"what?!"

(End of this chapter)