All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Qing Lang's face turned pale, but he still said calmly: "What trick are you trying to play again, do you think I will believe what you say?"

Feng Ning looked confused: "What did I lie to you for?"

Qing Lang was silent for a while, and then said: "Because you are angry with me, because of my original attitude towards you..."

"Your attitude is very good!" Fengning almost gave Qinglang a thumbs-up, and he praised sincerely, "Fortunately, you would rather die than surrender and abandon me like a shoe. To be honest, if you are chased by me Now, if we get married, how embarrassing it will be now!"

Qing Lang's face turned blue and white.

Mangyi Snow Mountain suddenly blew a cold wind again, and the little snow just now suddenly became bigger.

Qing Lang stood in the cold wind and heavy snow, and the white snow soon covered his dark shoulders.

Maybe it was cold, but his voice seemed a little trembling in the wind and snow.

"……are you serious?"

"Of course it's serious." Feng Ning didn't understand why Qing Lang had such an expression and attitude, "Are you being silly for being happy? Or is there something I haven't explained clearly?"

Feng Ning sighed, looked up at the sky, then took Qing Lang's arm and walked forward, said very patiently: "Forget it, I owe you an explanation, but the snow is getting bigger and bigger Alright, let's talk as we walk..."

So Feng Ning started from the beginning.

Ever since he had divine consciousness, he had never had a cold, and that day he was injured and fell into the pool.

From when he mistook the wind and cold for fear, to today he found out that it was an oolong from beginning to end.

Feng Ning spoke dryly, Qing Lang's face turned pale when he heard it.

Feng Ning sighed: "Hey, it's mainly my fault. I made such a big misunderstanding. In fact, I should have understood it a long time ago... Whoever falls in love is touched just once... By the way, do you still remember that we accidentally kissed each other?" Not that time? Let me tell you, I really didn’t feel anything at the time, it was like kissing a piece of wood... I should have reacted then..."

The wind from the snowy mountain was so strong that Qinglang's body was tottering.

"Qing Lang, why is your face like this? Could it be that you also have a cold?"

Feng Ning frowned worriedly, and stretched out her hand to touch Qing Lang's forehead.

"Do not touch me!"

Qing Lang knocked off Feng Ning's hand violently, and took a step back somewhat staggeringly.

Feng Ning blinked blankly: "...Qing Lang, what's wrong with you?"

But Qing Lang didn't reply to his words, but just looked up at him.

Qing Lang's face was pale and pale, and his lips were bloodless.

His beautiful gray eyes, reflected in the snow, had an ethereal faded beauty.

The wind and snow blew past Qing Lang's eyes, the snowflakes fell on his eyelashes, turned into water and passed under his eyes.

...but nothing like tears.

Because those eyes, which looked extremely fragile, were staring at Feng Ning, every inch was stained with hostility, and the eyes were full of frost.

Fengning was a little apprehensive.

He took a step back with fear on his face, and asked cautiously: "Qing Lang, are you still angry about what happened last night? But it happened because we were both drunk. And it's a trivial thing, we both just treat it as being bitten by a dog."

"...bitten by a dog?"

Qing Lang gritted his teeth and asked repeatedly.

Feng Ning didn't understand, so she nodded: "...Yeah, what? Don't you like this metaphor? Ah... Yes, no one would want to be compared to a dog... Or, to put it another way, was bitten by a mosquito? Stung by bees, struck by lightning..."

But I don't know if it was an illusion, the more he talked, the darker Qing Lang's face became.

Qing Lang stood in the wind and snow, frost and snow kept falling on his body, and within a short while, a thick layer of snow fell on his shoulders.

Feng Ning couldn't help but stretch out her hand to brush off the snow on his shoulders: "...Why is the snow so heavy? If this continues, your clothes will get wet."

"Snapped!"

His wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Qing Lang's ice-cold hands clenched his wrist tightly, bringing a sense of confinement like iron chains.

Then Qing Lang looked into his eyes, sneered, and his eyes were filled with an involuntary chill:

"What? Do you still want to be bitten by a dog?"

But before Feng Ning could figure out the meaning of this sentence, Qing Lang suddenly threw away his hand, turned and left.

He seemed to be furious, but his steps were one deep and one shallow, looking a little embarrassed.

Like an angry, wounded wolf pup.

The cold wind raged.

As he gradually drifted away in this boundless snow field, his body became more and more frail and lonely.

It seemed to be gradually swallowed by the ice and snow.

...Why does Qing Lang look so unhappy?

He thought that Qing Lang would be very happy knowing that he would not pester him anymore.

Feng Ning scratched her head and thought for a while, and finally came up with the answer:

After all, because of a misunderstanding of his own, Qing Lang has been harassed for so long, and lost his virginity yesterday... It can be called an innocent disaster.

A frivolous mistake by myself may not be able to soothe his anger.

It seems that he still needs to find another time to come to the door and formally apologize.

Feng Ning really didn't expect that when he stepped into the Mangyi Snow Mountain, he would be blocked by a group of people.

Yesterday he set fire to the snow-capped mountain and burned all the spirit grass and spirit fruit on the half of the mountain. The people who came to the mountain this morning to pick the fruit were naturally indignant when they saw all this. statement.

"God Feng Ning, I live by selling spiritual herbs from Mangyi Snow Mountain. Now you burn this place clean with a torch, how can I live?"

"That's right! The one in my family is still waiting for the Snow Mountain Spirit Fruit to continue his life!"

"God Feng Ning, you are trying to cut off our way of life!"

"..."

Feng Ning gritted her teeth, deeply regretful in her heart.

His brain was really kicked by a donkey last night, and he ran over to burn the mountain when he had nothing to do.

It is simply harming others and benefiting oneself.

only……

Feng Ning: "How do you know that I burned this snow mountain?"

"Oh, it was said by a demon boy who came down first. When we asked him, he said that he saw the mountain you burned last night with his own eyes. He also said that you have money, so let us just ask you for compensation..."

Feng Ning: "..."

It seems that Qing Lang really, really, really hates him!

Feng Ning couldn't help but sigh with regret.

"Master, didn't Qinglang come back with you? I heard from Brother Changbai that he saw Qinglang in the Demon Realm a few days ago. I thought you would come back together..."

Yu Xiaoling, the little princess of the monster tribe, was diligently grinding ink for Feng Ning, while tentatively inquiring about Qing Lang's whereabouts.

When Yu Xiaoling said this, Feng Ning remembered.

That's right, Qing Lang is still his inner disciple.

...this matter has to be resolved.

It's just that the inner disciples of Mount Guining are not allowed to defect from the sect, and the Guining sect has been established for more than [-] years, and only the most vicious disciples will be expelled from the sect by Feng Ning.

So Feng Ning thought for a long time, and wrote a letter to Qing Lang, basically saying that he will make a special case for Qing Lang, allowing him to withdraw from the sect voluntarily, and if he has other sects he wants to join, Feng Ning will also help him Do your best to recommend.

But three or four days after the letter was sent out, Feng Ning didn't get any response.

Logically speaking, since Qinglang hasn't moved at all for such a long time, Fengning should run over to visit her.

It's just that after getting drunk that time, Feng Ning really tormented herself enough. After recuperating for so many days, her spiritual power has only recovered [-]%.

He wanted to wait until his injury was completely healed and his abilities recovered before going to the Demon Realm to apologize to Qing Lang.

... Cough cough, after all, he really "spoiled" Qing Lang this time, if Qing Dahuai found out about it, there would probably be a fierce battle, or wait for him to make a foolproof plan before going to the Demon Realm .

But now, Feng Ning has other things to do.

In a blink of an eye, it was the Qixi Festival, and it was the day when Yuelao and Hongniang jointly held a blind date meeting.

In line with the development concept of inclusiveness and openness, according to the guiding ideology of the equality of the six realms put forward by the Jade Emperor, coupled with Feng Ning's strong suggestions, since 600 years ago, the original "Blind Date Conference in the Immortal World" has developed into the "Blind Date Conference in the Six Realms". ".

And today, it happens to be the 600th anniversary of the event.

Ever since this blind date meeting was held, Feng Ning had never missed a single time, but some time ago, he thought that he would not have to attend from now on.

Hey, unexpectedly, the "love" he was thinking about turned out to be an oolong.

What a pity, what a pity!

But there is no way, since love is gone, we have to work harder to find it!

Feng Ning tidied herself up, and walked into the blind date meeting leisurely.

"Yo! God Feng Ning, you are here again!" Yuelao cheerfully came up to greet him, "You have participated in our blind date meeting for [-] times, and you are not too annoying."

"What's bothering you? The organizers are old, but the participants every year are new." Feng Ning looked around, "I think there are quite a few new faces this year!"

Yue Lao scratched his head: "Oh, isn't this place a little closer to the demons this year, so many demons have come here."

... Demon Race?

Feng Ning's body froze.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Feng Ning waved his hands and said with a smile, "What time does it start, I can't wait."

Strange, he just heard that many demons came here, so he was a little bit cautious.

What is he guilty of?What is he guilty of?

Feng Ning coughed lightly, and began to look around, looking for someone who could make him fall in love.

"God?"

A somewhat uncertain voice sounded from behind.

Feng Ning turned around slowly.

——It's Qing Dahuai's granddaughter, Qing Lang's little aunt, Qing Xiaoman.

Fengning's heart sank.

"It's really you! I thought I misread the person!" Qing Xiaoman said cheerfully, "By the way, why did you come here? Are you passing by?"

Feng Ning's expression was as open as possible: "I'm here for a blind date."

Qing Xiaoman's smile froze, and the melon seeds in her hand fell to the ground with a crash.

Her lips trembled, and she asked in a voice that was almost heartbroken: "...Does Little Stone know? It's because Little Stone is busy with the succession ceremony and training magic soldiers these days, so you feel empty Lonely, came here to find a new love? Although you are respected as a god, but as a family member of Xiaoshitou, I still want to ask you... are you... worthy of Xiaoshitou?"

...It seems that Qing Lang hasn't explained it clearly to his family.

Feng Ning had no choice but to patiently explain: "There is a little misunderstanding about this matter, Qing Lang and I have no emotional entanglements now, and I will explain it clearly to Qing Dahuai in the future...just now..."

Feng Ning glanced at the blind daters who kept entering the venue, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "It's just that I'm a little busy now, why don't we talk again after I finish the blind date?"

Qing Xiaoman's eyes became more and more broken, the way she looked at Fengning seemed to be looking at a peerless scumbag.

Then she took a step back, turned and ran away with a look of grief and indignation.

Fengning sighed and continued the blind date.

After going through Qing Lang's episode, Feng Ning has relaxed the standard of love object again.

The original standard was: "Female, live."

Now his standard is: "Just live... Oh, those half-dead people in the underworld are not too bad."

But even so, Feng Ning still got nothing.

Even when many people heard that he didn't mind treating a man as a love object, their expressions became very shocked.

After a while, the rumors that "Shangshen Feng Ning wanted to get married was crazy, and began to have sex with men and women" spread to every corner of the blind date hall.

Feng Ning felt very sad.

It's over, it seems that today's love-seeking journey is in vain again.

"...Well, hello."

A finger timidly poked Feng Ning's shoulder.

Feng Ning turned around and saw a young boy from the demon tribe in green clothes standing behind him.

He is a white rabbit demon with a white face and red eyes. He looks timid and timid, and is easily frightened.

Feng Ning's tone couldn't help softening: "What's wrong?"

"...I, my name is Tu Bai, I think...I think you are very brave..."

"My name is Fengning." Fengning couldn't help laughing, "Why do you think I'm brave?"

Tu Bai hesitated for a moment, but finally got up the courage to say: "I... I am also a broken sleeve!"

Feng Ning: ...

Ok?

Tu Bai lowered his head and tugged at his sleeves, his eye circles gradually turned red: "Actually... Actually, I dare not tell anyone... I participated in this blind date meeting today, but my aunt forced me to participate... …but……"

He looked up at Feng Ning, his eyes were red, his nose was also red, and he smiled shyly.

"...Fortunately, I'm here."

The matchmaker in the east winked at Fengning, and the old Yue in the west gave Fengning a thumbs up in admiration.

Feng Ning looked at this handsome and cute little rabbit demon, as if she saw peach blossoms blooming.

How about... Try it?

After all, love at first sight is still rare, and most of the love in this world comes from love over time.

Maybe, the little rabbit demon in front of him is his true love.

And...and at least this little rabbit demon looks much better than Qing Lang's kid.

Look at this appearance, how painful it is!

Feng Ning and the little rabbit demon had a great chat, and the time passed quickly.

After a while, the sun will set.

Tu Bai hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I...I'm leaving, our house has access control, my mother asked me to go home before Haishi."

He raised his head to look at Feng Ning, summoned up his courage, and asked, "...that... can we meet again tomorrow?"

Feng Ning rubbed his fluffy and soft hair with a smile, and said with a smile: "Of course, but today, I will take you home first."

His whitened face turned red again, and he whispered, "...OK."

Feng Ning looked at the two roads in front of her and hesitated for a while.

The road on the left is closer to Tu Bai's house, but it just needs to pass through the Demon Realm.

Thinking of his accidental encounter with Qinglang's little aunt at that banquet today, an inexplicable guilty conscience welled up in his heart.

Weird.

He obviously talked it over with Qing Lang, and it can't be regarded as a mess from the beginning to the end, so why is he so guilty?

Feng Ning coughed lightly, and stepped on the road to the right.

"Let's go this way."

Tu Bai asked in confusion, "But walking from here will take a long way."

Feng Ning looked at him with a smile: "Then I can stay with you for a while longer."

Tu Bai blinked blankly, his face soon became red with heat.

As soon as Feng Ning stepped onto the road on the right, the sky suddenly darkened.

An unusual and dangerous aura hit from all directions, stirring up gusts of sinister wind.

The wind shook the leaves, rustled the bushes, and flew the dust.

And amidst the turbulent wind, there was a vague and weird roar of a ferocious beast coming from a distance.

Tu Bai is a rabbit demon, he is very sensitive to the perception of danger, he grew two rabbit ears in fright immediately, tightly grasping Feng Ning's hand, his face was full of panic: "Is there... is there a tiger?"

Feng Ning looked at the two holding hands, feeling a little at a loss.

This is the first time the two of them have met... Isn't the progress a bit fast?

But Feng Ning was only stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted.

He also held painted white's soft and delicate hand in the palm of his hand, and said in a gentle, reassuring tone.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"boom!"

But the next moment, a fireball of red flames fell from the air. The place where the fireball landed was one foot away from Feng Ning, but it instantly ignited the surrounding vegetation.

The flames exploded, and they just surrounded Feng Ning and Tu Bai!

It's like a natural, inescapable cage of flames.

Feng Ning frowned while comforting the shivering little rabbit demon beside her.

... This is someone deliberately attacking him.

Immediately afterwards, the earth shook, and countless phantoms emerged from the ground.

Fengning was shocked for a moment.

...This is... a formation of millions of magic soldiers? !

At this moment, dark clouds spread all over, and a thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the sky.

And at the place where the thunder hit, a young man in black clothes descended from the sky.

Lightning lit up the sky, blinding people.

"Master, please stay safe."

Qinglang's voice was mixed with a touch of coldness.

Realizing that the danger was indeed coming towards them, Tu Bai's body trembled even more, and his voice was filled with tears: "God...God, I'm afraid..."

With that said, he plunged into Fengning's arms.

Although Feng Ning also felt a little uncomfortable with this sudden intimacy, but the little rabbit demon was so scared, Feng Ning couldn't push him away, so she could only pat him on the back lightly, and comforted him with an extremely gentle tone: " Be good, don't be afraid, I'm here, I won't let anyone hurt you."

"Shh!"

There was only the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed.

With a gloomy face, Qing Lang pulled the Soul Slashing Sword out of the scabbard and pressed it against a stone on the ground.

The sword blade with the cold light made a piercing sound on the stone, making Bai Bai tremble again and again with fright.

Feng Ning hugged the little rabbit demon in her arms even tighter, looked up at Qing Lang, frowned, and asked in a deep voice:

"Qing Lang, what are you doing?"

Qing Lang stared at the shivering rabbit boy in Feng Ning's arms.

His eyes were full of hostility.

The fire in front of him reflected his face red.

The magic soldiers behind him made his evil spirit come true.

He held the Soul Slaying Sword in his left hand and the Immortal Binding Rope in his right, and said:

"Master, I'm here to propose marriage."

The soul-slaying sword was unsheathed, and the fairy rope was bound to fly into the sky.

Qinglang's eyes were red, and his smile was cold.