Who said my wife is a monster?

Chapter 76 A family of four

Life on the carriage was not as beautiful as imagined.

Yang Shifei originally thought that going out with Luo Xianer and others on this trip and spending several hours together every day might be a good opportunity to enhance their friendship.

The two parties admired the stars and the beautiful moon together, and then imagined their future together.
  But in fact, except for practicing boxing on the roof of the car for an afternoon on the first day, the rest of the time was basically spent sitting in the carriage bumping around, so there was no time to spend time with each other.

And it was Yuerui's first time away from the Dongcheng area, and she was traveling during the day, so this girl was stuck in his arms almost every step of the way.

Sandalwood also cast disdainful glances from time to time, as if looking at a pervert who abducted an ignorant little girl.

Under the attack from both parties, only the eldest lady can still bring a little warmth——

For example, when Yue Rui and Sandalwood were not paying attention, they kissed them carefully in the dim night.

Their hearts were beating very fast, and they could only hear each other's slightly rapid breathing.

As the dirt was taken away by the kiss, Luo Xianer just blushed and lightly covered her lips, her eyes seemed to contain a bright starry sky.

Everyone sat in the carriage noisily for five or six days before crossing the border of Liang State and driving into Liaoyuan Slope when the sky cleared.

"——We only need to travel another fifty miles to enter Tianlu Mountain."

Yang Shifei leaned against the throne and looked at the map carefully, frowning as he pondered the division of territory.

"The location of this sect was chosen well. It is right between the three kingdoms of Liang, Zhao and Yan."

Thousand Blades Weapon Pond is rumored to have been founded hundreds of years ago, and the sect's history is even longer than that of Yunshang Sect, one of the nine sects. It is indeed possible to remain standing for hundreds of years.

"Sanxiang, what do you think the Thousand Blades Weapon Pond will look like?"

Yang Shifei tilted his head curiously and said, "Will it be different from the sects in our east city?"

His understanding of the sect basically came from what he saw in Dongcheng.

For example, Jiuzhongmen is a spacious manor house with many bedrooms for disciples to live in. During the day, disciples are gathered to practice boxing together in the martial arts field.
  If the imagination is more fantasy, a large number of temples and Taoist temples are built in some deep mountains, deep valleys, and steep mountains. The disciples in the sect practice at sunrise and rest every day at sunset.

"Customs and styles of each country are different, so there is no need to apply Liang's rules to other countries and forces."

Tanxiang sat aside with her eyes closed and said calmly: "The Thousand Blade Weapon Pond is a rather strange existence in it."

Yang Shifei was even more curious: "Tell me more about it?"

Sandalwood whispered: "The entire sect of Thousand Blades Weapon Pond is located under a huge 'cauldron', which is more like a deep mountain grotto. There is a natural volcano at the bottom of the mountain, which will spew out fire and magma from time to time. They use this Come as a furnace for forging weapons."

Yang Shifei was surprised for a while.

Is this Thousand Blade Weapon Pond so strange?

He originally thought that this sect would at most have a pool full of weapons, which is why it was called the Thousand Blades Weapon Pool.

"What is that cauldron you are talking about?"

"A huge stone mountain, shaped like a cauldron, hence the name Tianlu Mountain."

Tan Xiang said calmly: "It is rumored that the founder of Bingtan traveled all over the world and accidentally discovered this furnace stone mountain in this mountain, so he founded the sect here."

Yang Shifei touched his chin: "It sounds quite meaningful."

Sandalwood glanced over: "We are not far from Thousand Blades Weapon Pond, how do you feel?"

"Be more excited." Yang Shifei smiled: "How can I not be excited to meet more masters from various countries and win the Taiwu Saint Weapon."

"You are really confident."

"When a man is born in this world, he should always be somewhat arrogant."

Yang Shifei smiled and raised his index finger: "Set a small goal first. I can sit at Ren Xuanwu's seat that day."

Sandalwood pressed his finger down and said helplessly: "Why are you still sitting on the heavenly seat? Aren't you secretly kissing the lips of the heavenly being Xuanwu every night?"

Yang Shifei's smile froze, and the maidservant also consciously made a mistake and fell silent for a while.

The two of them glanced into the car almost at the same time. Fortunately, the eldest lady was practicing and didn’t hear it.

"Hmm."

Yue Rui's words suddenly sounded in his arms, and Yang Shifei subconsciously touched her little head, and then covered her shoulders with the thin quilt more firmly.

The girl's hair was messy and disheveled, and her fair little face was flushed with a trace of drunkenness, she was full of comfort and comfort.

Sandalwood glanced at him: "This cat will be spoiled by you sooner or later."

Yang Shifei smiled: "Just be good enough."

What's more, being held by a fragrant and soft little girl without suffering any loss is a test of concentration.

I haven't felt much about it on weekdays, but these days Yue Rui has been sitting in her arms almost all the time, rubbing her little purse back and forth, and occasionally putting her fleshy thighs on her, which is really hard to resist.

Sandalwood saw through his thoughts and snorted: "Dirty."

Yang Shifei was used to the cold and charming temperament of the maid, so he stroked her long and silky hair with a smile.

Sandalwood slapped her palm away casually: "Don't touch it." Yue Rui glanced at her with a "vicious" look from her arms, as if trying to regain ground for her brother.

Sandalwood looked coldly and sideways, staring at each other without giving in.

"Lazy cat."

"Stealing. Big ass spider!"

Seeing the two women competing again, Yang Shifei was caught in the middle and was too embarrassed to interrupt.

He silently turned around and lifted the car curtain, looking at Qian Ying sitting quietly in the car.

Luo Xian'er was vomiting with her eyes closed, and there seemed to be black light flowing around her body, as if a substantial filthy aura was constantly rising on her body surface.

Yang Shifei still found this scene amazing even after watching it for two days.

After all, in a world of low-level martial arts where everyone uses fists, feet, and swords, a woman appears who looks like a fantasy cultivator, but her style of painting really doesn't match her.

If other warriors saw it, they might think that an immortal has descended to earth.

However, according to Luo Xian'er himself, as long as he sets foot in the Xuanwu Realm of Heaven and Humanity, the warrior's inner strength will be further sublimated, and he can also achieve similar fantasy methods.

While Yang Shifei was feeling emotional, he was also a little happy.

After several rounds of his careful 'healing', Luo Xian'er's internal injuries improved a lot.

As expected, his condition and strength can be restored a lot before reaching the Thousand Blade Weapon Pond, which will increase his chances of winning the Holy Weapon.

When night fell, everyone was only about ten miles away from Thousand Blades Weapon Pond.

But because Bingtan is located in a deep mountain and old forest, it is difficult to cross the mountains after dark, so we decided to stay one night at the mountain inn.

Yang Shifei walked into the guest room with his luggage and looked around, feeling quite satisfied.

According to Tan Xiang's explanation, there are a total of ten inns built within a few dozen miles of Tianlu Mountain, all of which are maintained by Thousand Blades Weapon Pond, just to allow warriors from all over the world to rest.

Although this place is quite remote, the environment inside the inn is really good. If it was an extremely shabby dilapidated hut, it would be more comfortable to just sleep in the carriage.

"How's it going over there?"

Yang Shifei raised his voice slightly and shouted into the next room.

"not bad."

Luo Xian'er used a method similar to transmitting sounds into secrets, and easily transmitted the sound back into the house.

Yang Shifei scratched his head, wanting to learn this trick.

It's a pity that he only has all the strength in his body now, so he has no choice but to give up on this kind of method that requires internal strength.

Vaguely, Yue Rui's mumbling could be heard in the next room, as if she was yelling about wanting to come to her brother, but was dragged back by Sandalwood.

Yang Shifei laughed, blew out the red candle on the table, turned around and sat on the bed.

There were not many entertainment facilities and activities in this era, let alone inns in the wilderness.

He planned to continue to demonstrate more martial arts moves at night.

Although the wooden bed in this wooden house cannot be used at will, it can pass the time by thinking more with your head.

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The cold wind blew outside the window, and the moonlight became darker.

Yang Shifei was lying alone on the bed, closing his eyes and silently recalling various martial arts skills, and slowly making gestures with his hands in front of him.

Unknowingly, it was already midnight, and the whole inn inside and outside fell into silence, and everyone was asleep.

On the contrary, Yang Shifei became more energetic and energetic after practicing. He simply got up alone and went downstairs to warm up in the backyard of the inn.

Although Luo Xian'er is recovering day by day, he doesn't want to just accept protection. Now that Thousand Blades Weapon Pond is only ten miles away, I want to seize the time to improve more.

Taking out the nourishing pills in his arms and swallowing them in one gulp, Yang Shifei quickly calmed down and started to perform the three martial arts given by King Dingjiang.

A conditioning skill for cultivating the body and mind, which can be used to adjust the breath and relax. One is called the 'Folding Leaf Step', which focuses on close combat.

What Yang Shifei values ​​the most is the ‘Six-Level Ming Fist’. Its moves are wide open and close, and also contain profound inner energy changes, which are very consistent with his fighting style.

He has been traveling all night these days. Although he rarely has the opportunity to practice boxing in actual combat, through continuous deliberation and deduction in his mind, he can now master it very quickly when he uses it with his own hands, and he can fight with great momentum in a short time.

"In this way, Chuanlin Sandie Gong can be regarded as retirement."

Yang Shifei made gestures with his fists and pondered for a moment, then thought to himself: "If you add three levels of internal strength to the Liuli Ming Fist, you might be able to give it a try."

He was about to strike twice more with gentle movements when a strange sound sounded faintly in the courtyard, like a soft chant.

"What sound?"

Yang Shifei was slightly confused, stopped and looked around, followed the sound and slowly raised his head until he looked at the roof of the inn.

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