All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

When Qing Lang opened the door the next morning, he saw Feng Ning standing in front of his door with a fruit plate.

"How is your health today? Are you recovering? These are the fruits for regulating Qi and blood." Feng Ning blinked at him, "Although I don't know what I did wrong last night, I made you angry, I'm sorry. "

It was fine if he didn't mention last night, but when he mentioned last night, Qing Lang felt his blood surge and his breathing began to be difficult.

Qing Lang pinched the door frame tightly with his fingers, then took a deep breath, looked into Feng Ning's eyes, and asked, "When will the freshman training end?"

Feng Ning froze for a moment: "What?"

Qing Lang asked again: "When can I leave?"

Fengning frowned: "Qinglang..."

Qing Lang's eyes moved to the fruit plate Feng Ning was holding: "Is this the fruit you gave me?"

"Oh, yes... these are ice fruit and holy blue fish beads. I finally found ice fruit from a friend, and this holy blue fish beads was found after I searched in the sea all night yesterday. Yes, taking these two fruits together can relieve your qi and blood congestion." Feng Ning hurriedly explained.

Qing Lang took the fruit plate with one hand, and threw it on the table next to him.

"Snapped!"

The neatly arranged fruits on the plate instantly became distorted, and some even fell out of the plate and rolled to the ground.

The holy blue fish ball, which was clear and holy and even glowed white, was instantly covered with mud.

"I've accepted the fruit, can you go?"

Qinglang's eyes were so cold that there was no warmth, he said, "Because I don't want to see you for a moment."

After speaking, he strode away.

Feng Ning hesitated for a moment, but still followed, wanting to ask clearly: "What's wrong with you? Why did I make you angry? It's clear that we were fine at the beginning last night, and I thought our relationship had already eased. Suddenly..."

Qing Lang's footsteps stopped, Feng Ning almost missed the brake and bumped into his back.

Qing Lang didn't even look back at Feng Ning, but said in an exceptionally indifferent voice.

"Last night I was sick and confused, and this situation will not happen again in the future."

Feng Ning stopped at the same spot, looking at Qinglang's aloof and upright back, she couldn't understand his moody temperament even more.

Qing Lang's words were not jokes, he really didn't want to see Feng Ning for a moment.

In normal lessons, he hides whenever he can.

He would never look up at Fengning in the classes he couldn't miss.

When he met Feng Ning on the road, he just passed by without seeing her.

Feng Ning called his name, but he turned a deaf ear and played the role of an ice cube to the end.

Feng Ning even felt that if there was a spell in the world that "I will automatically lose my sight when I see Feng Ning", Qing Lang would definitely learn it actively.

how to say?Over the past few days, Feng Ning has somewhat missed Qing Lang's irritable state when he spoke ill of him at the beginning.

Qinglang is now not only indifferent to him alone, but also indifferent to the entire Guining Mountain disciples.

Feng Ning observed him secretly, and found that he was usually alone wherever he went.

Even if someone wanted to take the initiative to talk to him, he would love to ignore them.

Feng Ning was a little worried.

Qing Lang's situation is not very good.

Even if Qinglang hated Fengning, he couldn't hate the whole Guiningmen.

Feng Ning has already begun to doubt whether it was a good decision for her to forcibly lock Qinglang in Guining Mountain.

Others say that although this twisted melon is not sweet, it quenches thirst.

But after several days of getting along with Qing Lang, Feng Ning didn't feel that his thirst was quenched.

Instead, he felt that he and Qing Lang were torturing each other.

Although the situation is so bad.

But Feng Ning decided to save another wave.

"Little Seventeen!" Feng Ning waved to his round-faced little disciple with the best personality.

Lin Jiu's eyes sparkled, and he ran over happily: "Master, what do you want to tell me?"

Feng Ning: "You ask Qing Lang to come over, just say that I have something to look for him."

"Understood, Master, I'll go right away."

"Wait a minute," Feng Ning hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Qing Lang is your youngest inner sect junior, but his personality is a bit withdrawn, you can get closer to him if you have nothing to do."

"Okay, Master, I know what to do."

After a while, Qing Lang walked into Duyu Pavilion.

"What do you want to do again?" Qing Lang looked at Feng Ning coldly.

Feng Ning said expectantly: "Your classmates are all from other races. You, a member of the demon race, must feel very lonely here, so I gave you a gift."

Qing Lang felt uneasy in his heart: "What gift?"

Feng Ning smiled happily and clapped her hands: "Come in."

The door of Duyu Pavilion was opened again, and five people walked in one after another.

The leader is Senior Brother Changbai whom he has not seen for many days.

Behind Changbai, there were four members of the Demon Race.

Qing Lang's heart tightened suddenly, and he turned his head hastily.

Changbai walked up to Qinglang, changed his usual attitude, and said in a gentle and calm voice, "Little brother 56, I was indeed narrow-minded and prejudiced against demons before, and I did a lot of wrong things. Master has already punished me. I already knew I was wrong. At that time, I made it difficult for you to use the Jiushuo fruit as the assessment condition, which caused your fellow clansmen to abstain from the election. Now I have found them one by one, and invited them to worship in Guining Mountain. From then on, You are no longer the only demon in the No. 20 eighth middle school freshman, and you have companions."

"Junior brother 56." Chang Bai held Qing Lang's hand, frowning slightly, his eyes full of guilt, he said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I sincerely apologize to you."

. . . hypocrisy.

Qing Lang pulled out his hand expressionlessly.

At this moment, a huge demon with a dark face scratched his head and said in a loud voice: "You are the one among our demons who picked the dove fruit and entered the academy. You are really amazing! The pride of our demon clan, hello, I am Ge Dazhuang, you can call me Dazhuang!"

Qing Lang: "..."

Qing Lang lowered his head, and silently turned his head to the other side, remaining silent.

"Why don't you talk?!" That Da Zhuang was a familiar person, he turned around immediately, followed Feng Ning, and bent down to peek into Qing Lang's face, "We are fellow villagers, and we have to take care of each other in the future." Mile!"

Qing Lang took a deep breath, seeing that there was no way to hide, he had no choice but to raise his head expressionlessly.

Seeing Qing Lang's face, that Da Zhuang immediately opened his eyes bigger than copper bells, staggered back a few steps in fright, and stammered, shouting: "...Young...Your Highness, Young Master!"

The remaining demons were taken aback for a moment, and looked at Qing Lang's face in a panic.

The next moment, everyone knelt on the ground and shouted "Your Highness".

Feng Ning stared blankly.

... Qing Lang turned out to be the young master of the Demon Realm?

That is, the future heir of the Demon Realm.

He suddenly had a headache, and felt that the road to chasing love in the future must be difficult and difficult.

The faction of immortals and demons is not a problem, it's just that the Guangcai gift money will take out half of his treasury.

Moreover, the current king of this demon clan is probably going to be the last...

...Wait, how does he feel that he has heard the title of Young Master of the Demon Realm?

But before he could continue to think, Qinglang glared at him fiercely, and then said to those demons: "You all get up, from now on we are all disciples of Guiningmen, so we don't have to stick to these common etiquettes. "

"Yes, yes, what your Highness said is true!" Da Zhuang was the first to get up and said excitedly, "Your Highness, on the day of your coming-of-age ceremony, I also performed a fire hoop?! But halfway through the day you saw it, you held a bow and arrow and hurried I left in a hurry, I don't know if you still remember me..."

Qing Lang: "I don't remember."

Da Zhuang was a little disappointed: "...Oh."

Feng Ning: "Changbai, first take the new disciples to familiarize themselves with the environment, and arrange the dormitories."

Changbai: "Yes."

After Changbai left, Fengning looked at Qinglang's face and asked cautiously, "Qinglang...are you unhappy?"

Qing Lang looked at him expressionlessly: "Do you think I seem happy?"

Feng Ning: "I just see that you are always alone... You seem quite lonely, and you also want your fellow clansmen to be treated fairly."

"Then what did you do?" Qing Lang looked at him coldly, "What did you do when Changbai ordered us to take the dove tree fruit? What did you do when my fellow clan abstained and left because of this harsh condition? Just when I was back to my original appearance, why did you bring my fellow clan over here? You still think my life is not a joke enough, to let the whole demon clan and the whole world know that the young master of the demon clan You sneaked out from the demon clan and risked your death to pick that dove tree fruit just to become the disciple of your perverted master?!"

Seeing Qinglang's aggressive attitude, Fengning suddenly felt powerless.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, and said, "Qing Lang, I just want to make you happy."

Qing Lang sneered: "Happy? You trapped me here with an enchantment, do you still want me to be happy? Why don't you lock me in a cage with an iron chain and make me happy every day with a bird stick ?”

Feng Ning stared at him for a while, then said: "...I'm sorry."

Feng Ning suddenly figured it out, life is not a playbook, there is no such thing as taking away true love by force.

No matter how much he, Feng Ning, yearns for love, he cannot ignore other people's wishes.

This is so selfish.

Not to mention that the one who was almost "robbed" by him was a child who had just turned 20 years old.

Feng Ning was silent for a while, then said to Qing Lang: "You go."

Qing Lang was stunned.

Feng Ning waved her hand in the air, directly breaking the barrier of the entire mountain.

He said: "You go, the enchantment has been broken."

But Qing Lang was still in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

He seemed to have finally come to his senses, looked up at Feng Ning, his expression blank for a moment: "You want...let me go?"

Fengning: "Yes."

Qinglang's voice was a little slow, and there was some stupefaction in his tone: "I thought you would never let me go..."

Feng Ning sighed, and said: "I thought you would gradually fall in love with me as we got along... We were all wrong, weren't we?"

Qinglang's lips trembled: "Then you gave up on me? Will you never... pester me again?"

Feng Ning repented silently in her heart, and felt more and more that she was nothing.

How could he imprison him in Guining Mountain just because Qinglang didn't like him.

Qinglang must have been humiliated and tormented during this time.

No, he now knows he can leave.

His voice trembled with joy.