All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Qing Lang didn't intend to come to the East China Sea.

The reason why he stayed here was mainly because it was the farthest from Guining Mountain.

He wanted to stay away from that old pervert, a little further away.

But he didn't expect that he stayed here in Donghai for eight months.

This is a place in the far east, a bit barren, sparsely populated, and full of spirits and monsters.

Qing Lang stayed here for such a long time, but he couldn't clean up the messy and cannibal spirits here.

In fact, Qinglang can hear Fengning talking to him through the ring every month.

Qing Lang didn't want to listen to that old pervert.

It's just that Ziyuan ring can't be closed, can't be thrown away, and he can't help it.

Just listen.

Just listening, Qing Lang realized something was wrong.

In the first month, the old pervert talked a lot, and even said that he missed him and hoped that he would go back.

In the second month, the old pervert said less, but his words were still sincere.

In the third month, the old pervert no longer said such nasty words, but just said that he missed him in a very gentle tone.

In the fourth month, the old pervert said that he couldn't wait to see him and would come to see him in the near future.

Qing Lang sneered inwardly when he heard this.

No wonder you found me.

...But if you find me and let me go back, maybe I can really think about it.

... After all, the things learned at Guiningmen are quite useful.

But Qinglang didn't wait for Fengning to come over.

Because in the fifth month, Feng Ning said that Gui Ningmen was busy with affairs and couldn't come to see him, and apologized softly to him.

... Who cares about your apology, I'm glad you didn't come.

Qing Lang curled his lips and whispered in his heart.

But then it becomes:

"Qing Lang, you have been away for six months, I miss you so much."

"Qing Lang, I haven't seen you for seven months, I miss you."

The content of the last voice transmission was: "Qinglang, Qi, no... I haven't seen you for eight months... (a burst of noise) Changbai, you are here..."

Qing Lang frowned, and pressed the purple kite ring to his ear.

But he only heard noise, Chang Bai's voice, Feng Ning's voice interrupted unexpectedly halfway through.

A feeling of irritability surged up.

Qing Lang frowned, clutching the ring tightly in his hand, so painful that his palm ached.

At this moment, Feng Ning's low voice came from the ring again, quickly, as if he had completed a task.

"Ah, yes, I miss you!" The man's voice became distant, "...Changbai, your birthday today...a gift..."

Stopped abruptly.

The ring terminates the arraignment.

Qing Lang sneered, and angrily threw Zi Yuan Jie into the East Sea.

For some reason, he felt like he was about to explode.

But the purple kite ring that could not be thrown away returned to his hands.

Qing Lang couldn't relieve his anger at all.

An inexplicable sense of anger surged through Qinglang's energy and blood, and after an hour, he killed the thousand-year-old black dragon demon that he hadn't been able to catch for two months.

The long knife pierced through the dragon's body, and the cold dragon's blood splashed on Qing Lang's face.

It cooled his fiery mind a little.

...he is not angry.

Qing Lang took a deep breath and said to himself.

It's a good thing that old pervert is becoming less and less concerned about him and more and more perfunctory towards him.

It means that he will never be entangled by that old pervert again.

Great.

This was a great occasion to celebrate.

What is he angry about?He is not angry.

Qing Lang pulled the long knife out of the black dragon's body expressionlessly.

Then he put the black dragon's body into a universe bag, came to the trading forest, and threw it to a peddler.

"Give it to you."

"The Millennium Black Dragon Demon! Do you really want to give it to me?!"

Surprised and delighted, the peddler took out a magnifying glass. While looking at it, he said:

"Do you really want nothing from this dragon demon? It's all treasures. You see, the dragon horn can be used to make swords and medicine, the dragon scales can be used to make armor, and the dragon tendons can be made into Immortal ropes are also the best..."

Bind fairy rope?

Qing Lang raised his head suddenly, and said, "Give me the dragon tendon, and you take everything else."

"okay!"

The peddler was smoking the dragon tendon while chatting with Qing Lang: "This dragon tendon is very useful when made into a fairy rope. No matter it is burned by fire or cut with a knife, it can't be broken. What are you going to do with it?"

Qing Lang was stunned for a moment, then blinked slowly, and shook his head with a slightly confused expression.

What is he going to do with this bundle of fairy rope?

In fact, Qing Lang himself didn't know either.

He just heard the name "Bound Immortal Rope" and wanted it very much.

...I always feel that it will be useful in the future.

Putting away the Zi Yuan Ring that was talking to Qing Lang, Feng Ning looked up at Chang Bai.

His brows and eyes were tinged with a smile, and his voice was warm: "Changbai, I'm giving you this birthday gift for my teacher, do you like it?"

Changbai is exactly 800 years old today, and he has been with Fengning for [-] years.

On his birthday today, Feng Ning gave him a "Liu Guang Jia" as a gift.

This streamer armor is made of streamer silk. After it is made, it will be soaked in Yongjing Lake for a hundred years. After wearing it, it will hide on the body and will only appear when attacked.

Most of the magical weapons and swords in this world cannot be harmed in the slightest.

This is one of the finest instruments in the world.

Changbai held the birthday gift in both hands, almost at a loss: "Master, this streamer armor is too precious, disciple...disciple..."

"You just accept it, there is no need to refuse." Fengning paused, looked into Changbai's eyes, and sincerely wished, "Changbai, happy birthday, you will always be healthy and not hurt."

"……Yes."

Standing at the foot of the long steps, Changbai looked up at Fengning, his expression moved slightly.

Before Changbai left, he asked Fengning: "Master, Junior Brother 56 has been traveling alone for a long time, does Master know his return date?"

Feng Ning hesitated for a moment, then said: "The date of his return has not been fixed, but he will come back sooner or later... Why did you suddenly think of asking him?"

"It's not that the disciple wants to ask, but the new female disciple is asking around."

The new female student is Yu Xiaoling, the little princess of the demon world who came to "listen in".

It happened that Feng Ning wanted to find her because of something, so she said: "Call Yu Xiaoling for me.

"Master, are you looking for me?" Yu Xiaoling asked.

"I heard from your elder brother that you've been inquiring about Qinglang everywhere recently?" Feng Ning asked casually.

"...I...disciple...disciple saw that most of the classmates had gone out to travel, and I was a little bored, but I also heard that Qinglang was the first to go out to travel, so I wanted to ask him when he would be back."

"Since you're bored here alone, why didn't you travel with other disciples a while ago?"

In fact, there was a time four months ago when Feng Ning felt that she was almost "indulging" with Qing Lang, and it was time to find him back.

But at that time, it happened to coincide with the schedule of the disciples going out for a trip.

Only then did Fengning delay her plan to find Qinglang.

Yu Xiaoling hesitated for a moment, lowered her head, and said in a low voice: "...The travel is too hard. If I am traveling around, it will be difficult for me to fall asleep."

"This is Guiningmen, not your demon palace. If you can't bear the hardship, you can't stay." Feng Ning paused, glanced at the newly received letter on the table, and said, "I'm going to the demon clan. Come on, think about it carefully during this time, whether you want to stay in Guiningmen and suffer with other disciples, or go back to Yaozu and continue to be a princess."

"Are you going to the Demon Race?" Yu Xiaoling's eyes lit up, "Me! Can I go with you?!"

Feng Ning glanced at her, and asked with a smile: "If you go with me, you won't be afraid of running around, and you won't be afraid of falling asleep?"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! I don't need to think about it anymore, I have decided, I want to stay in Guiningmen to endure hardships! Let's start with...following Master to the Demon Realm!"

Feng Ning: "Then you go get ready and leave in two hours."

"Okay! Thank you, Master!"

Feng Ning went to the Demon Realm not because of anything else, but because the academy run by Qing Dahuai in the Demon Race really couldn't survive, and he was about to announce the disbandment of the Biyuan Academy.

But Qing Dahuai felt very sorry for those demon disciples who had hope for him, so he held a grand graduation ceremony, and called Feng Ning and some of his juniors with strong mana to unblock the meridians for those disciples, and to infuse them. Spiritual power can be regarded as a "leaving ceremony" for them.

All in all, it will be a magnificent and magnificent scene, bleak and sad scene.

The two soon arrived at the school newly opened by Qing Dahuai.

Maybe it's because I'm in the devil world and I want to go to the countryside to do as the Romans do.The overall tone of the school run by Qing Dahuai is black and gray, coupled with the sad faces in the school, it looks very gloomy.

After Qing Dahuai finished his brief speech, he presented countless delicacies and spiritual fruits, so that his disciples could have another meal before accepting the "leaving ceremony".

The disciples sat together to eat their last meal, watching the graceful dance of the demon dancer and the dancer, and discussing the way out for the future, the atmosphere finally became less oppressive.

The young disciples who were about to leave here ate and watched the dance downstairs, while Feng Ning sat on the high place and kept greeting with the grandchildren of Qingda Huaizi.

Qing Dahuai Nong closed down a college, his friends, his son, and his grandson all had to come over to help clean up the mess.

"Shangshen Fengning." Qing Tianqian, son of Qing Dahuai, saluted Feng Ning and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still so dazzling, Shangshen."

"You have changed a lot." Feng Ning said with a smile, "The last time I saw you, you were still a half-grown child, how did you grow up so much in a blink of an eye?"

"It's not just that I've grown up, I've become a grandfather." Qingtian laughed loudly, he turned his head, and introduced his son and daughter-in-law to Fengning, "This is my son Qingjing and his wife, Shangshen, you should see Pass."

"God, Feng Ning." The young couple greeted Feng Ning together.

Qing Dahuai's son is somewhat similar to him, but his grandson is not quite like him.

It was the first time Fengning saw Qing Dahuai's grandson-in-law.

She is a demon and has two horns on her head.

She was very beautiful, but her eyebrows and eyes were sharp, and her temperament was not inferior to that of a man.

Feng Ning smiled and nodded towards them.

Feng Ning still has a good impression of Qing Dahuai's grandson, Qing Jing.

3000 years ago, when Qing Dahuai's granddaughter opened her mouth to call Grandpa Fengning, Qingjing didn't shout along with her. He even looked at Fengning's face and covered his sister's mouth.

"Your little sister didn't come?" Feng Ning looked up and looked around.

"Little sister is busy with family affairs, so I didn't come, but the younger generation's son is coming soon, the God of God probably hasn't seen the dog yet, right?"

Feng Ning recalled it for a while, and then said: "Yes, when Little Shitou was born, Qing Dahuai hugged him and let me see it."

Feng Ning still remembered the appearance of that little stone.

The whole person is red, wrinkled, and ugly.

Feng Ning has lived for so many years, and has never seen such an ugly child.

Because of this, every time Qing Dahuai brazenly praised his great-grandson's beauty, Feng Ning would go along with it against his will.

"Little Shitou, you are talking about Little Shitou, what's wrong with Little Shitou? Is Little Shitou coming back?" Qing Dahuai came out of nowhere.

"Grandfather." Qing Jing said respectfully, "Little Shishi has already returned and is heading this way."

"That's great." Qing Dahuai looked excited, "I haven't seen my little Shitou for almost a year. He really knows how to pick a day, knowing that I am sad today, so he specially picked today to come and warm me. My little stone should not be called a small stone, it should be called a small stove."

When mentioning his little stone, the depression on Qing Dahuai's face disappeared, and he became radiant in an instant. He pulled Feng Ning and began to show off: "By the way, you haven't seen my little stone grow up yet. Look, let me tell you, my little Shitou looks very handsome..."

Feng Ning's ears were almost callused when he heard it, he picked his ears, and responded casually: "Yeah, your little Shitou looks very handsome, he looks exactly like you, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a spirited look." , girls all over the world like him..."

"It's more than just a girl. Didn't I tell you that there is an old pervert who pestered my little stone. If I knew who he was, I would kill him, but my little stone insisted on Solve it yourself... here it comes! My little stone is here!"

Feng Ning raised her head absently, and looked at the sturdy figure at the door.

Sure enough, he and Qing Dahuai looked like they were carved out of the same mold.

That dark skin, that square face, that unshaven beard...

So Feng Ning responded perfunctorily: "Yeah, I saw it, I saw it, he's so handsome, he looks exactly like you..."

and many more……

Behind that rough-looking man... there seems to be another person.

It was a young man in a blue brocade robe.

He walked out from behind the man without haste, eyes lowered.It seems that he is in a bad mood, and his expression is a little light.

He is dressed in green, and his writing is so eye-catching in this dark and gray academy.Like a bud on the black rocky ground, it became the focus of everyone's attention.

He looks so good-looking and dazzling, enough to bear all the praises in the world.

His hair was like ink, his skin was as thick as snow, and his gray pupils didn't look at anyone, showing a little indifference.

Feng Ning's heart trembled, and a bad premonition spread.

"Little stone!" Qing Dahuai waved excitedly.

The young man frowned.

The burly man in front of him also raised his head.

Qing Dahuai scratched his head, changed his address, and shouted again:

"Little Qinglang! Your great-grandfather and I are here!"

……

Qing, Lang, Shi, Qing, Da, Huai, De, Zhong, Sun.

A thunderbolt struck Fengning's mind.

It made him stiff all over, and his face was ashen.

Thousands of miles away, in Lei Yuan Mansion, Sikong heard a certain god imploring in a panic:

Lei Gong, you are going to be a thunderbolt, strike me to death!

fast!