All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

"Little stone! Do you still have bone crushing stones? I don't have enough stock in my hand! How much do you have, give it to me... and that ghostly bow, I will also lend it to your great-grandfather!" Qing Da Huaifeng hurriedly pushed open the door of the Qinglang cabin, and spoke in a hurry.

An uneasy premonition faintly appeared in Qing Lang's heart.

"Grandpa Zeng, what do you want these for?"

Qing Dahuai gritted his teeth, and said in a dark voice: "...I'm going to make a good modification of that dark bow, wrap bone fragments on it, and then tie Feng Ning and Dionysus together , shoot them through!"

Qing Lang: "..."

Even if Qing Dahuai didn't say much, Qing Lang seemed to have guessed why Feng Ning was added to the "venting anger" list.

As soon as Qing Dahuai finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of the Nether Longbow hanging on the wall.

He walked over and reached out to take it.

But before his hand could touch the longbow, Qing Lang used magic to take it away first.

This Nether Longbow is not an ordinary magic weapon, the power of its Nether Fire will vary with the skill of the archer.

Qing Lang once attacked Feng Ning with a bow, and he couldn't hurt him at all.

But if this bow is in Qing Dahuai's hands... Feng Ning may really be doomed.

Seeing Qing Lang snatch the bow and arrow away, Qing Dahuai frowned: "Little Shitou, what are you doing?"

Qing Lang said: "The God of Dionysus is nothing more than that, why did Grandpa Zeng want to have trouble with Feng Ning all of a sudden?"

Qing Dahuai's beard trembled, and the expression on his face was very sad: "...Little Shitou, you don't have to hide it from me, I know the grievances you have suffered, and I also know about the indulgence in drinking."

……really.

Qing Lang's heart sank.

...He shouldn't have trusted Feng Ning.

After all, the man still slipped his mouth.

Qing Lang lowered his eyes, pursed his mouth straight, did not speak, but frowned slightly.

Looking at Qing Lang's expression, Qing Dahuai's heart ached even more: "...Grandpa Zeng didn't even know you had been wronged so much, no wonder you looked so wrong and depressed a few days ago... Don't worry, Grandpa Zeng will definitely avenge you!"

While talking, Qing Dahuai slammed the table hard, smashing the table into powder, he was very angry: "You are so young, how can Feng Ning's beast do anything?! You can't do it after drinking indulgent wine. It's not the reason for him to act like a beast!"

Qing Lang raised his head to look at Qing Dahuai, was silent for a while, and suddenly said:

"What if the beast is me?"

Qing Dahuai was stunned: "...what?"

Qing Lang's voice was very calm, but what he said blew up a thunder in Qing Dahuai's mind:

"I was the one who made the first move that day, and I was also the one who was provoked by a mere jar of indulgent wine to do that kind of animal behavior."

Although Feng Ning poured him the indulgent wine.

But he was the one who kissed Fengning first.

He was the one who carried Fengning to the bed.

It was he who was distracted and infatuated, pressed Feng Ning's wrist and asked him if it was okay.

Feng Ning was really drunk and dazed, her spiritual power was exhausted and she couldn't break free, she just opened a pair of confused eyes and said, "Yes..."

He no longer has any scruples.

Later, every time Qinglang thinks about that day, he always feels that Fengning might just want to ask him:

"What can you do?"

The more he thought about it, the more sour and depressed he felt.

Qing Dahuai said, Feng Ning is a stone, has no heart, and has never cried.

Feng Ning really didn't cry that night, he just had red eyes and tremors in his voice.

Answering his tireless inquiries over and over again:

"Well, I like you..."

There is a difference of tens of thousands of miles from the cold-hearted and cold-blooded appearance of that person when he bowed to him seriously the next morning and said to him, "I never liked you, it was just a cold."

Qing Dahuai was stunned, and his voice stuttered: "...Little...little stone?"

Qing Lang took out the Nether Long Bow from behind, handed it to Qing Dahuai, and said, "If Grandpa Zeng really thinks that people who commit such acts deserve death, why not point this Nether Long Bow at me?" yes."

Qing Dahuai's lips trembled, but he didn't answer.

He stared at Qinglang's face for a long time before saying in a slightly trembling voice: "...Qinglang, you don't...couldn't it be because you fell in love with Fengning?"

Qing Lang was silent for a while.

He didn't say yes, and he didn't say no.

He just raised his head to look at Qing Dahuai, and said something that seemed to have nothing to do with this matter:

"Grandpa Zeng, do you still remember the benefactor who saved me 12 years ago and helped me rebuild my bones?"

Qing Dahuai's eyes flickered for a moment: "...you...do you still remember? I thought...you had forgotten about this matter long ago."

"It's Fengning Immortal." Qinglang said, "He is the one who saved me and gave me a new life."

Qing Dahuai's expression became a little strange.

He didn't express any opinion on this matter, but just took a step back and said: "...I know, I won't make things difficult for Fengning anymore, you...you can continue to do your thing."

After speaking, he turned and left.

It's just that the back is a little hurried.

After Qing Dahuai left, Qing Lang packed up the Nether Bow, then opened a drawer on the bookcase.

The drawer was empty, and there were only two things in it.

Bright red, brand new wedding book.

And the letter Feng Ning wrote to him who was rubbed badly, advising him to drop out of school on his own.

Fengning squatted behind a stone next to Guining Gate of her home.

Confused.

I don't know whether to go in or not.

Although he had already asked Changbai through the sound transmission talisman, Changbai also said that Qing Dahuai hadn't been to Guining Gate in the past two days, but who knows if the frenzied old fairy is lying in ambush nearby?

"What are you doing hiding here?"

A voice suddenly came from behind.

Feng Ning was startled, she quickly turned her head and used the golden mask.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw someone coming.

——It's Qinglang.

"Why are you here?" Feng Ning paused for a moment, and looked behind Qing Lang very cautiously, "Your Grandpa Zeng didn't come with you, did you?"

Qing Lang frowned lightly: "Didn't you say you wouldn't slip your tongue?"

Feng Ning touched her nose in embarrassment, and argued: "Actually, I still had a chance to make amends. If I want to blame it, I can blame Dionysus's big mouth..."

"My great-grandfather won't come to beat you, I've persuaded him." Qing Lang pointed to the golden mask around Feng Ning's body, and said, "You can put this away."

"Really?"

Feng Ning hesitated for a moment, then put away the golden mask, "How did you persuade him?"

Qing Lang: "..."

Seeing that Qinglang didn't want to say anything, Fengning became more and more curious, he leaned over and blinked: "He is such an unreasonable person, how did you persuade him?"

As if feeling that the two were too close, Qing Lang tilted his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "...I told him that I took the initiative that day, even if there was a mistake, it was my fault."

"...You are so kind." Feng Ning patted Qing Lang's shoulder gratefully, feeling that she had really wronged him, "It is clear that we made a mistake together."

……common.

Meaning... Could it be that he was also emotional that day?

Qing Lang turned his head, but didn't look into Feng Ning's eyes, but just set his eyes on Feng Ning's clothes.

Slowly, he asked a little uncomfortably:

"That day...you were very drunk, but do you still remember...what exactly happened?"

But after waiting for a long time, there was no response.

Qing Lang looked up, and Feng Ning was looking past him, looking straight at the gate of Gui Ning Sect.

Qing Lang followed his gaze, and his expression suddenly turned cold.

——It’s that rabbit monster.

Feng Ning patted Qing Lang's shoulder, looking expectant: "Just wait here, I'll go see someone."

Qing Lang: "..."

Qing Lang grabbed his wrist, and his eyes turned cold: "You want to cheat on me in front of me?"

Feng Ning pulled out her hand, with an innocent expression on her face: "What kind of wall is it? We just met, and we haven't written a word yet... Don't worry, I have my own sense of propriety, and I won't really do anything to let you down." It’s about being struck by lightning from the Heavenly Marriage Stone.”

After finishing speaking, he happily ran towards the rabbit monster.

He didn't care about the dark and gloomy face of the person behind him.

"God!"

As soon as Tu Bai saw Fengning, his eyes lit up, and he called him happily.

"Xiao Bai, did you get home safely that day?" Feng Ning asked with a smile.

"I'm home, thank you God for your care." Tu Bai blushed.

Suddenly he thought of something again, and his eyes were a little nervous: "...I...I came here today...I came here to ask...did that vicious Demon Race person make things difficult for you that day? Was it true? ...really forcing you to get married?"

Hearing Tu Bai say this, Feng Ning's first reaction was:

Fierce?Qing Lang doesn't look vicious, does he?Even with an angry face, he was the prettiest person he had ever seen.

Later, he thought about it again, Qing Lang was really fierce that day, after all, the sky thunder was hanging over his head, and anyone would be angry if he let it go.

Feng Ning still wanted to keep this matter a secret, so she said: "...It was just a misunderstanding that day, and it has been resolved."

Feng Ning paused for a moment, then continued: "No one in this world can use force to force me to marry."

Tu Bai smiled comfortably, his eyes curved into crescent moons.

"I knew... I knew that God is so powerful, he must..."

His voice stopped abruptly, his smile froze, and he looked fixedly behind Fengning.

Feng Ning turned her head to look——

Qing Lang came over with a bad look.

Feng Ning frowned slightly, and used her spiritual sense to send a voice transmission to Qing Lang: "Qing Lang, don't come here to make trouble, you promised me to keep the marriage a secret."

...I never said yes.

But he lowered his eyes and said in a secret voice: "Don't worry, I'm not here to make trouble."

Fengning breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shangshen...he...he appeared again, why did he appear here again?" Tu Bai panicked.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Feng Ning patted Tu Bai's shoulder reassuringly, he turned to look at Qing Lang, "By the way, I forgot to ask you, what's the matter with you today?"

Qinglang said: "Could it be that Master has forgotten that I am a disciple of Guining Sect, and it is only natural that I appear here."

Feng Ning was stunned for a moment: "Aren't you dropping out of school?"

Qing Lang raised his eyes and asked him: "Why should I retire?"

Feng Ning: "..."

What do you think is wrong?

"...you...are you still a teacher-student relationship?" Tu Bai looked shaky.

"That's right, so what you saw that day was just a misunderstanding, you must not spread it." Feng Ning bumped Qing Lang's arm and winked at him, "Qing Lang, are you right?"

Qing Lang: "...Yes, it's a misunderstanding."

He gritted his teeth and laughed.

Although Tu Bai didn't know what kind of misunderstanding could lead to a forced marriage, it can be seen that he still believed what the two said.

"...So it was a misunderstanding."

He blinked and murmured.

It looks very innocent and deceptive.

Qinglang said: "Master, I still have something to ask today."

Feng Ning: "What's the matter?"

"The disciple still has symptoms of palpitations and palpitations from time to time in the past two days. Every time I try to guide myself a little or two according to the method taught by the master in the past, but I always miss the point..."

Qinglang blinked, "Master, can you tell me again... where is the Neiguan acupoint that relieves this symptom?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand.

He raised his hands a little higher, and the soft and smooth sleeves slid down his fair skin, revealing the bright red rope on his left wrist.

Feng Ning didn't find anything wrong, she just felt that Qing Lang was very cute today, so she was very happy to satisfy his little request.

"Neiguan acupoint, here."

The dry and warm fingertips landed on the acupuncture points on Qing Lang's wrist, and a kind of gentle and generous spiritual power was slowly poured into it.

But at this moment, a slightly weird wind blew up.

The wind wasn't too strong, but it just rolled up Feng Ning's sleeves, revealing the red string on his wrist.

A person with a red string wrapped around his wrist doesn't mean much.

But both of them wore the same red string on their wrists at the same time, which made the red string very eye-catching.

The whitened face turned pale.

Fragments of golden light shone on the red rope, it was Yuelao's Jinxi red rope.

- Exclusively for newlyweds.

The wind stopped, and the fallen sleeves covered the blush on Fengning's wrist again, so that he didn't notice anything wrong from the beginning to the end.

Qing Lang glanced at the whitened face, and withdrew his hand in satisfaction.

He saluted Feng Ning respectfully, with a gentle tone and a slight smile: "Master, if there is nothing else, this disciple will return to Ningmen first, and I won't bother you anymore." Talk to friends."

Feng Ning nodded: "Go."

For some reason, he suddenly felt that today's Qing Lang was simply obedient and sensible.

Also extraordinarily generous and sensible.