Who said my wife is a monster?

Chapter 180 A true hero gets under the covers

The giant's head rolled to the ground, and his body melted away.

The strange flesh and blood scattered everywhere also disappeared, leaving only devastation all over the ground.

Silence fell inside and outside the palace, and everyone looked dull, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.

A battle between humans and demons that was supposed to involve heavy casualties ended in the blink of an eye.

"call--"

When the dust settled, Yang Shifei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that all the demons around him were gone.

The scarlet sword's red light faded away, and its divine power was no longer there.

Yang Shifei relaxed and suddenly felt severe pain all over his body, as if he was almost losing consciousness.

Sizzle.
The real magic knife coiled around his arm seemed to be overloaded, bursts of smoke erupted, and mucus dripped down like sweat.

The True Demonic Sword was weak and trembling slightly, then slowly transformed back into the shape of a long sword, and was held smoothly.

"incredible"

Sandalwood put down the whip and showed a happy smile.

Although they had heard about Yang Shifei's feats in Thousand Blades Weapon Pond, but now they saw it with their own eyes, it was really true.
Avatar!

Even though Emperor Liang was corrupted by filth, he was still a good emperor and a good father until the last moment of his death.

"elder brother!"

Several exclamations suddenly sounded in front of the palace gate, breaking the silence.

It would be great if the young master and the others are all safe and sound.

"People of the country. My daughter will be protected by you."

".Master."

Yang Shifei had mixed feelings in his heart and bowed his head slightly in salute.

Those who are beyond the reach of ordinary people can be called true heroes!
Seeing everyone in front of the palace exclaiming excitedly, Liang Xin in the carriage breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother-in-law and the others succeeded!"

"Yes."

Liang Xin suddenly said loudly: "But the mess has not been dealt with yet, so act quickly!"

"Listen to His Majesty's orders!"

Witnessing the terrifying tide of monsters, these soldiers and warriors were filled with fear, and now they were even more excited.

The giant's head is still slowly disintegrating, and a smile is cracking.

She pursed her lips and whispered: "Thank you for letting my father rest in peace."

Yang Shifei looked solemn and said: "If you were sober, what would be your last wish——"

When he turned around again, Luo Xian'er was standing behind him, with a complex look on his pretty face.

"Everyone, this battle is a great victory!"

A bit of worry appeared on the girl's face: "Are you okay?"

The sound was like a wave, and there was joy and ecstasy.

"——Master Yang!"

Yang Shifei's eyes moved slightly, and he looked sideways not far away——

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"Boy. Amazing"

Yang Shifei felt pity in his heart and took her into his arms to comfort her.

"It's still standing for now."

Hoarse and unclear words floated in the wind.

The giant's head was completely disintegrated, leaving only half of the broken dragon robe that had not yet melted, remaining among the ruins.

With Hero Yang's sword, the whole world was decided, and countless people were saved from death.

"It's done."

King Dingjiang and others looked at each other, unable to hide the shock and surprise on their faces.

It was the voice of Emperor Liang.

Yang Shifei held back the severe pain, smiled and patted the holy sword: "It's not bad."

Such an outstanding person deserves this gift.

He touched the flesh and blood hanging on his arm again: "Thanks to you, little guy."

Yuerui jumped over a piece of ruins and rushed over to support his shaky body.

The sound that followed became louder and louder, until hundreds or even thousands of people were raising their arms and shouting.

Many generals just came back to their senses and hurriedly deployed manpower to patrol around the palace to prevent any demons from being missed.

At the same time, people from all walks of life came to treat the wounded.

Many masters from various factions came over one after another, wanting to chat with Yang Shifei, but the gazes of the two heavenly beings were so heavy that everyone could only stop where they were, watching the group of people help them leave with respectful eyes.

The palace was in ruins, and a large number of soldiers were searching and inspecting it.

The capital is in a mess, and Liang Xin takes charge of the matter.

After Yang Shifei and his party finished explaining to King Dingjiang and others, they were escorted by secret agents from the Luo family and temporarily stayed in an empty inn in the capital to rest.

This building is one of the properties of the Luo family, so you can live in it with peace of mind.

And in the guest room——

"hiss--"

Yang Shifei sat on the edge of the bed, his upper body bare and covered with scars, his face tightened and he gasped.

Sandalwood paused slightly while applying the medicine, frowned and whispered: "Does it hurt?"

Yang Shifei grinned: "Not bad."

"Looking at your expression, it doesn't look like you're fine." Sandalwood glanced helplessly: "After all, you're still too messy."

Yang Shifei smiled: "The situation was urgent at the time. Any delay would be dangerous, but we can't delay."

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Sandalwood pursed her lips and was speechless, continuing to silently help apply the medicine.

Yang Shifei almost burst all the meridians in his body in order to drain the filth from the holy weapon and regain its power.

This serious injury that would paralyze an ordinary warrior on the spot, but for his inhuman body, gradually healed on its own.

However, you need to take a good rest next time.
"The injuries all over my body are not in vain."

Yang Shifei smiled and consoled him again: "Although the meridians are damaged, the cold energy in the Dantian is more concentrated, which can be regarded as a breakthrough."

He glanced at the scarlet sword on the table: "And we got another holy weapon."

Although after experiencing this outbreak, the sword may need to slow down for ten days and a half before it can regain some of its power as a holy weapon.

"This thing is more dangerous than expected."

Sandalwood was applying medicine and muttered: "If you have been polluted by filth for a long time, your use will be filthy. This..."

At this moment, the door was gently pushed open.

Qiu Buhuan and Yue Rui walked into the house with concern on their faces: "How is the injury?"

Yang Shifei smiled: "The medicine will be applied soon, and I will just need to rest for a few days."

Yuerui sat carefully beside her, not hugging her randomly for fear of hurting someone.

Yang Shifei touched her little head. This girl is so considerate and well-behaved.

"It's okay, but..."

Qiu Buhuan's face was complicated, and he took out another Taiwu Saint Weapon in his hand: "Yes or no, this sword belongs to the Yunshang Sect, but it was also controlled by filth at the time."

Yang Shifei frowned and said, "How many years has it been since this sword was born?"

"Four hundred years." Qiu Buhuan looked at the broadsword on the table: "The holy soldiers of the Liang royal family have been there for more than two hundred years."

Obviously, the degree of corrosion by filth has little to do with the age of the weapon.

"Sister Qiu."

Yang Shifei said in a deep voice: "The holy weapons forged by your Qianblade Weapon Pond may have flaws."

Qiu Buhuan's face was solemn and he nodded slowly: "I really didn't expect that the Taiwu Saint Soldier would be used by filth after being in contact with filth for a long time."

"The only good thing is that I can absorb the filth in the holy soldiers and return them to normal."

Yang Shifei raised two fingers: "But there is a hidden problem. What is the condition of Shui Li who is currently guarding Dongcheng?

Are there twenty or thirty holy weapons in other countries that are the same as these two? "

If even the Taiwu Saint Soldiers guarding the country were corrupted by filth, the ten countries in the world would be in serious danger.

"Sister Luo and the others have already ordered someone to deliver the message."

Qiu Buhuan said calmly: "One group of people rushed back to Dongcheng to confirm Shuili's status. The other two groups went to Yan Kingdom and Shu Kingdom respectively to investigate the situation."

She put the long sword on the table: "Sir, you have a good rest first. When the injury is completely healed, we will check the sword again."

"Okay." Yang Shifei looked at her torn sleeves: "Sister Qiu, are you injured?"

"It's just that the sleeves were shattered by the fist wind."

Qiu Buhuan chuckled lightly; "You go to bed first, I'll go out and help Sister Luo and the others handle something."

After the young woman left, the room became quiet again.

Sandalwood silently put away the medicine jar, touched her skirt and stood up: "Lie down peacefully and have a good sleep. If there is anything else, we can talk about it tomorrow."

Yang Shifei smiled: "Won't you stay and rest with me?"

"I didn't put in much effort, so I was tired."

Sandalwood poked his forehead gently and said in a soft voice, "I'll fry some more medicine."

Yang Shifei smiled gently and nodded: "Thank you for taking care of me."

".You are indeed brave this time."

Sandalwood felt a little shy, so she forced him down to lie down with a cold face and covered him with the quilt: "Be honest and close your eyes."

As he said that, he glanced at Yue Rui who was shrinking into the bed: "Civet, calm down."

"Ah."

Yuerui nodded a little: "Brother is injured, I won't make a fuss."

Yang Shifei originally wanted to say something, but the fatigue all over his body was really overwhelming, and he fell asleep in a blur.

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I don't know how long I have been sleeping, and the night outside the house is shrouded.

The room was always extremely quiet, but at a certain moment there was an unusual sound.

"Zijiu."

There was a small lump bulging out of nowhere, as if there was a little head shaking up and down.

Not long after, Yue Rui just let go of her pink lips under the quilt, and her silver threads fell down, stroking up her messy hair.

Although there was shyness in Pan Shui's spiritual eyes, there was also a bit of worry.

Originally, he was sleeping peacefully while hugging his brother, but suddenly there was a surge of heat in the quilt, as if Yang Qi was restless.

She guessed that the breath in his body was out of balance and needed to be properly regulated.
I wonder if my brother’s body feels better after all this hard work?
Just as the thought flashed across my mind, I suddenly felt a trace of sight and subconsciously raised my head to meet it.

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Yang Shifei was lifting the quilt, looking down with a strange expression, and met the girl's eyes.

Yue Rui pursed her pink lips twice, and her chubby and cute little face gradually turned red, stained with a shy blush.

"Brother, why did you wake up? Wu."

The girl quickly covered her mouth, a few drops dripped between her fingers, and her face became even redder and hotter.

(End of this chapter)