All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Hearing Feng Ning say this, Qing Lang suddenly remembered: He has a special constitution, and there are still disordered muscles and bones in his body that are ready to move. Although he has been suppressed by the tonic, it is inevitable that he will be exposed again by the God of Medicine.

So he immediately sat up from the bed, straightened his clothes, and said, "Medical God, I also feel that my body is fine."

The God of Medicine took a deep look at Feng Ning, no longer insisted, and said: "Since you don't want me to see it, then forget it."

Tu Bai couldn't see Qing Lang's wound that healed suddenly from where he was standing, he helped Changbai who was unconscious on the ground, and said: "Let's see a doctor first, his condition seems to be more urgent."

The God of Medicine nodded and continued to diagnose and treat Changbai.

"I need Fuyancao." The God of Medicine glanced at Qinglang, "It grows in the Demon Realm, Qinglang, go pick some for me."

Qing Lang: "What does Fu Yancao look like?"

Tu Bai: "I know, I'll go with you."

The God of Medicine took out a small sachet from the drawer and handed it to Tu Bai: "Here is the incense for dispelling stale qi, you take it with you."

Tu Bai nodded, and set off with Qing Lang.

After Qing Lang and Tu Bai left, Feng Ning looked at the God of Medicine and said, "You specially sent them out, do you have anything to say to me?"

God of Medicine: "How do you know that I am sending them out instead of really needing the grass?"

Feng Ning said: "Vanyan grass eats fireflies, there are three dead fireflies lying next to the cabinet next to you, it is estimated that the cabinet is full of Fuyan grass."

The God of Medicine looked at the cabinet and said, "Since that's the case, I'll tell you straight up that I need to see a doctor for your little disciple named Qing Lang."

Feng Ning: "There is nothing abnormal about him, and you don't need to diagnose him."

The God of Medicine narrowed his eyes, and his voice raised uncontrollably: "Do you really think there is nothing unusual about him? The wound caused by the ancient evil spirit can't heal even you and God, he is a young demon. And why do you have such ability? There must be something weird in it!"

Feng Ning looked at him with serious eyes: "So what if it's different from ordinary people? What? Is the God of Medicine going to do justice for the heavens?"

The God of Medicine stared at Feng Ning for a while, then slowly said: "It seems that you know what's abnormal about him."

Feng Ning lowered her eyes: "...No matter what happens, I will take care of it."

The God of Medicine said, "Can you afford it?"

"I have used Yang Qi...to suppress it, and he will be no different from ordinary people in a short time."

The God of Medicine fell silent.

He turned his head and continued to detect the spiritual veins in Changbai's body - sure enough, there was very little evil energy left in Changbai's body.

The God of Medicine looked up at Feng Ning, and said, "...do you really think that your little disciple will become no different from ordinary people?"

Feng Ning: "What's wrong?"

The God of Medicine put one hand on Chang Bai's pulse, but his eyes were fixed on the blood stains left by Qing Lang on the ground: "I'll show you something."

After he finished speaking, he took out a dagger and quickly slashed Changbai's wrist.

Blood flowed out from the wound in an instant, but with the blood, there were still traces of black gas like smoke.

The black air lingered in the air for a while, and suddenly moved straight towards the blood on the ground.

The ball of blood was quickly covered by black air, and a golden light flashed, and the black air disappeared without a trace, while the blood on the ground seemed to become redder and brighter.

It seems that the blood on the ground has swallowed up the black evil spirit.

Feng Ning stared blankly at all this, her face turned pale.

The evil spirit of ancient times is the most ferocious. It has been scattered in the darkest and darkest places in the world tens of thousands of years ago. weapon.

But now, it was swallowed by Qing Lang's blood.

Among the six worlds, mortals can enter reincarnation, ghosts can be reincarnated as humans, and immortals are expected to be reincarnated. Only the demons are born with only one life. After death, they will turn into turbid qi and scatter, and there is no possibility of rebirth.

If not, Feng Ning would almost suspect that Qing Lang is the reincarnation of the Demon Girl.

The God of Medicine looked at Feng Ning's dazed eyes, and said: "... 3 years ago, the scene where blood flowed into rivers and corpses littered the fields, Goddess Feng Ning, don't you want to watch it again?"

Feng Ning lowered her eyes: "... you can probe his meridians later, be careful, don't be discovered."

After Qing Lang and Tu Bai picked the herbs back, Chang Bai had already woken up.

Although his complexion was still pale, his eyes became a little clearer.

After the God of Medicine boiled the herbal medicine and fed it to Changbai, Changbai's complexion returned to normal.

The God of Medicine said: "The entry of the evil energy into the body is related to the ancient evil spirit on the beast, and it is also related to your heart. The evil spirit has been eliminated, and the evil spirit in the heart has to be sorted out by yourself."

Chang Bai asked: "How to get rid of the heart evil, what can the God of Medicine do?"

God of Medicine: "You don't know what's in your heart, so how can I know? I'm not the God of Destiny."

Changbai: "The God of Destiny?"

The God of Medicine replied: "The God of Destiny knows everything and answers all doubts. It is said that a person can only see him once, but I have never heard that anyone has seen him. Maybe he is just a legend."

"It's not a legend." Feng Ning said suddenly, "I've seen it before."

Everyone looked at him in unison.

Feng Ning said in a deep voice: "Thinking of him in my heart, I walked westward, I can't use spells, I can see him."

Chang Bai was stunned for a moment, then slowly saluted Feng Ning: "Disciple, let's go now."

Feng Ning: "It took me 1000 years to find him. I used my legs to climb every mountain in the Six Realms, step over every river in the Six Realms, and when I arrived, my body was so weak that I was almost eaten by eagles. Are you willing to suffer like this?" suffering?"

Changbai: "I know what my heart is, but I can know it but I can't get rid of it. Perhaps it is my practice to find the God of Destiny."

Feng Ning looked at the gentle smile on his face, with a slight expression: "You are..."

Changbai said softly: "The naughty brother offended the master, this disciple apologizes on his behalf."

After that, he respectfully retreated.

"Why do you have to suffer such a great crime to find the God of Destiny?" Qing Lang asked from the side.

Feng Ning only said: "Perhaps living too long is too boring, and I want to challenge myself."

The God of Medicine took a look at the sky and said, "It's getting dark soon, and the turbidity will be stronger by then, so you should leave early."

He paused, turned to look at Tu Bai next to him, and said, "Xiao Bai, do you want to stay here? Daddy hasn't seen you for a long time."

"...I still have some things to do." Tu Bai lowered his head and said, "I'm leaving first, and I'll come back to accompany daddy after I'm done."

The God of Medicine sighed, as if a little disappointed: "Okay."

The road Tu Bai was going to take was not the same as theirs, so he left alone with the incense to drive away the turbidity given by the God of Medicine, while Feng Ning and Qing Lang found the way they had come, leaving Wumolin and heading straight to Guining Gate.

But as soon as he arrived at Guining Gate, Qing Lang stood there, a little embarrassed, not knowing what to do.

He originally said that he was so determined to leave here, but after Changbai left the customs, he used the excuse that Changbai was unwell to stay.

Now that Changbai's illness has healed and he has left, should he, Qinglang, leave or stay?

"Why are you still staring blankly?" Feng Ning said to Qinglang, "Why don't you rest when it's so late?"

Qing Lang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Where should I go to rest?"

"Naturally, Duyu Pavilion." Feng Ning said with a smile, "Now the whole family knows that you and I are married, but I don't intend to let people know that my marriage is not happy."

After finishing speaking, he took Qing Lang's hand and led him towards Duyu Pavilion.

Perhaps because the original body was a stone, Fengning's body temperature was also different from others.

When the weather is cold, his palms are as cold as ice jade, and when the weather is hot, his palms are as hot as the sun.

It's a spring night now, when Feng Ning took Qing Lang by her hand, there was a bit of coldness in the palm of her hand, but after a while, the body temperature of Qing Lang's hand converged.

It seems that their two hands that are tightly held together are originally one.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Qing Lang always felt that Feng Ning was looking at him.

secretly look at him.

Feng Ning's eyes looked at his hair, looked at his eyes, followed his brow bone, across every inch of skin on his face.

But when Qinglang turned his head, Fengning started to look up at the sky again.

After doing this three or four times, Qing Lang also laughed.

He squeezed Feng Ning's palm, and said softly: "You and I are husband and wife, so naturally you can look at me openly, without peeking."

Feng Ning blinked, she seemed a little embarrassed, and her face turned red.

But this time, he really started to look at Qinglang openly.

Looking at him all the way, watching him quietly, and also looking at him when he arrived at Duyu Pavilion.

Qinglang's earlobes became hot.

"...Don't look at it." He covered Fengning's eyes.

Feng Ning pulled his hand down, with a very serious expression: "You are my husband, I think you should too."

He paused for a moment, and seemed to praise sincerely: "Qing Lang, you look so good-looking."

Qing Lang: "..."

"Qinglang, can I draw a portrait for you?" Feng Ning said suddenly.

Looking at Fengning's bright eyes, Qinglang slightly lowered his eyes and said, "...OK."

Qing Lang had never seen a portrait of Feng Ning before, so he naturally didn't know that when he drew the portrait, it was so... dawdly.

The ink on the nib of the pen was all formed into ink dots, and Feng Ning did not see her writing.

He just looked at Qing Lang, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

He looked at it for a long, long time, and finally put down the first brush with caution.

Then the second, and the third.

As the night darkened, Feng Ning's painting was only an outline.

But Qing Lang felt that Feng Ning had stared at her face a long time ago.

Qing Lang glanced at the moonlight outside the window, and said: "Why don't you paint tomorrow, the light will be better tomorrow during the daytime."

Feng Ning shook her head: "I can't do it tomorrow, tomorrow I...I still have something to do, I need to attend the Grandmaster Conference."

Qing Lang: "The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... There is still more time in the future."

Feng Ning smiled and said, "But I don't see enough of you today, I want to hide you in this painting."

Qing Lang tilted his head, his heart beating like a drum.

Maybe... Maybe, he doesn't have to wait thousands of years, ten thousand years.

Feng Ning treated him differently from others.

Feng Ning didn't finish the painting until white belly appeared in the sky.

Qing Lang took a look: "It really looks like me."

Feng Ning carefully put away the painting, and said softly, "It's not as good-looking as yours."

When going to bed, Feng Ning also naturally led him, and fell down on the bed together.

Qing Lang hadn't slept with Feng Ning on the bed in this Duyu Pavilion for a long time, so she was a little stiff.

Feng Ning leaned over very naturally, and said, "We are husband and wife, so it's normal to sleep together."

Qing Lang hugged him and closed his eyes.

he thinks.

Thanks to that engagement.

Otherwise... otherwise, if his anger leaves, there will be no room for him to turn back.

When Qing Lang woke up, the sky was bright.

The person next to the pillow is nowhere to be seen.

There was a momentary emptiness in Qing Lang's mind, but soon, he remembered that Feng Ning said that he was going to attend the grand master meeting today.

Only then did Qing Lang's heart settle down.

He stood up, but suddenly stopped.

He lowered his head, looked at his strange hand, looked at his strange body.

He rushed to the bronze mirror and saw another face in the bronze mirror.

——Painted face.

Qing Lang was shocked.

Just as he was about to rush out, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and a feeling that his soul was about to be torn apart came over.

Just at this time, there was a sudden thunder from the sky!

Qing Lang looked over - that was the direction of Broken Arm Mountain.

There is the Marriage Stone on Broken Arm Mountain, the Marriage Stone...the Marriage Stone has been shattered, and before it shattered, the last names were...he and Fengning.

An extremely ominous premonition grew in his heart, and Qinglang opened a box in Duyu Pavilion in a hurry, then took out the Qiankun bag from it, and from the universe bag, took out the sky that Fengning had put away. Fragments of wedding stones.

The moment Qing Lang saw this fragment, his hands trembled.

——The two golden names "Fengning, Qinglang" on the fragments of the Heavenly Marriage Stone began to become transparent, almost disappearing.

Qinglang hurriedly rushed towards Duanqing Mountain.

On Duanqing Mountain, dark clouds were densely covered, and thunder struck down one after another.

Qing Lang saw "himself" standing in the center, with a small fragment of the Celestial Marriage Stone in front of him.

And between the fragments and "Qinglang" - is the marriage book torn into pieces.

Qinglang's eyes were tearing apart—he carefully carried the marriage book with him in his cosmic bag, but he didn't expect his body to be robbed one day, and the marriage book was torn apart!

It turns out... so it turns out that Tu Bai wanted the soul needle to lure out Qinglang's soul, steal his body, and tear up Qinglang's marriage contract with Fengning? !

"Tu Bai!" Qing Lang picked up the figure on the ground almost madly, and shouted angrily, "Get out!"

Tu Bai opened his eyes, before he had time to speak, another thunderbolt fell, splitting Qing Lang and Tu Bai who were entangled together until they spit out a mouthful of blood!

no... no...

Qing Lang almost scrambled and knelt down in front of the torn marriage book, trying to restore it with magic power.

He couldn't break off the engagement with Fengning.

Fengning...Fengning hasn't...haven't fallen in love with him completely yet, Fengning treats him well now, smiles at him, treats him differently from others...all because of this marriage letter.

If there is no such relationship.

...they are nothing.

He hasn't warmed the stone yet, he still needs time...

Tu Bai looked at Qinglang, and suddenly grinned: "...It's useless, if the marriage book is torn, the engagement will be invalid. Even if you put it together, it won't help."

"Tu Bai!" Qing Lang pulled out the soul-slaying sword that rolled on the ground and pointed it at Tu Bai's neck, with red eyes, he said viciously, "Do you think you can be with Feng Ning like this?! I tell you, you are delusional!"

Tu Bai shook his head and smiled bleakly: "I know, I... I have been with him for decades in the mortal world, but I haven't made him fall in love with me, I know... I know it's impossible for us, but even so, I don't know." I want to set him free."

"Freedom?!" Qing Lang sneered, "What are you touching yourself? We are together, Feng Ning is also very happy, why is he not free?!"

"He doesn't love you." Tu Bai said, "He doesn't love you, but wants to be with you, that is not free."

"Shut up!" Qing Lang could hardly control his emotions, the sword at his fingertips wanted to pierce Tu Bai's neck immediately!

——He even forgot that Tu Bai was now pressing against his face, using his body.

Another lightning struck, and Tu Bai twitched in pain on the ground, like a crawling worm.

Qinglang looked at him condescendingly, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't be self-righteous anymore. Let me tell you, Tu Bai, Fengning treats me differently from others. It's not that he has no feelings for me at all, it's just that he is a stone, so he is dull I'm a little more emotional, but he likes me a little..."

"Heh..." Tu Bai laughed, "You... so ridiculous... Do you know what you're talking about?"

Qing Lang: "I know."

Qing Lang knew what he was talking about.

Feng Ning's smile to him flashed in his mind, Feng Ning's expression when he hugged him, also appeared last night, Feng Ning said to him, "But I can't see enough of you today, I want to hide you in this painting " look.

Fengning... likes him.

Qing Lang thought.

Even, even if it's not to the point of love, Feng Ning still likes him.

If one day Fengning falls in love with someone, then that person must be him, Qinglang.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two bolts of thunder came down together, hitting Tu Bai directly!

"Pfft!" Tu Bai spat out a mouthful of blood, his soul was finally overwhelmed, and fell out of Qing Lang's body!

In the blink of an eye, Qing Lang returned to his body.

Immediately afterwards, several more bolts of lightning struck down, and Qing Lang curled up into a ball in pain.

"Sorry..." Tu Bai stood up tremblingly, "I...I wanted to take all the thunder for you, but...but...I can't..."

The lightning struck the physical body, but for them, it was the soul that hurt the most.Therefore, even though Tu Bai returned to his body, his face was pale and he couldn't even stand up straight.

Leaning against the big tree, he looked at Qing Lang who was being struck by lightning, panted heavily, and said: "...I...I know you don't believe what I said, I know you are not fair, and you are still stupid." I thought Feng Ning would like you...because I was like this too, later...after a while, I will take you to a place...you will understand everything."

"……roll!"

There are 49 thunders in total.

Tu Bai received 25 strokes, and Qing Lang received 24 strokes. In the end, he was in so much pain that he couldn't even say a word.

But... He tried to tell himself: It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay if there is no engagement, he can...you can continue to be with Fengning, Fengning will agree, he will definitely treat Fengning well...

When the last thunder fell, Qing Lang could already smell the scorched body.

He twitched the corners of his mouth.

still alive.

This is enough.

He will start over with Feng Ning.

He will confess to Fengning.

He will pursue Fengning.

This time, no one can stop him.

But Tu Bai tried his best to pull Qinglang up: "...Qinglang, you...you let the immortal go, you can't, we can't."

Qing Lang looked up at him: "...I'm different from you."

Tu Bai suddenly laughed, with tears in his eyes: "What's different, we are all the same... Let's go, I will take you to a place, and you will understand everything."

After speaking, he took out the teleportation talisman he had prepared earlier, and took Qing Lang to other places.

This is a completely unfamiliar cave. The entrance of the cave is blocked by a whole boulder, which looks very tight.

Tu Bai smeared Feng Ning's blood on the stone gate, and the stone rolled away suddenly.

Qing Lang was firmly supported by Tu Bai, and walked into the cave with trembling steps.

The moment he entered, Tu Bai lost all strength.

He fell down and sat on the ground, leaning against the stone wall beside him, but muttered in his mouth: "...Look, this is... the original body of the Immortal Venerable."

Qing Lang looked up.

In this gigantic cave, lay a stone as tall as a man.

The whole body of the stone was gray, but in the upper left corner, there was a patch of black.

Qing Lang walked over to have a look, only to find that the black mark looked like...a phoenix.

That is not an ordinary phoenix imprint, every feather on it is lifelike - as if a phoenix died on this stone, every feather and every bone marrow of the body melted into this stone after death of.

Qing Lang subconsciously reached out to touch the phoenix, but the next moment, a burst of golden light filled the air, and countless handwriting suddenly appeared on the stone.

The word was carved in stone.

Takes up every inch of space.

He wrote:

"Fenghuang, I turned into a human form, but you can't see it, what a pity. I clearly wanted you to look at me and hug me before I turned into a human form."

"It's better to be a rock, be a rock, you are still there."

"Fenghuang, today they asked me what my name is, I don't know, they asked me what my last name is, I don't know either. They asked me to pick one, I thought about it, and took your name as Fengning, Does it sound good?"

"I miss you, Phoenix."

"Fenghuang, I heard that the God of Destiny in the world can answer everything. I'm going to find him and ask him when will you come back."

"Fenghuang, God of Destiny said 'a stone gives birth to a heart, and the old man returns', don't worry, I will find someone to fall in love with, give birth to a heart, and let you come back."

"Fenghuang, I seem to be fascinated by a demon boy, so happy! Are you coming back!"

"Fenghuang, I made a mistake. It's the wind chill and not the heartbeat. I'm so sad... When will you come back?"

"Fenghuang, because of the Heavenly Marriage Stone, I'm going to marry that boy, and I can't find someone else to date when I get married. It's so annoying... I want to fall in love quickly, fall in love quickly, give birth to my heart quickly, and see you soon .”

"Phoenix, I miss you."

"..."

Feng Ning wrote too many words, his original body couldn't write it, so the handwriting stretched out inch by inch.

Extended to the ground, extended to the corner, extended to the depths of the cave.

Every inch of land, every stone, and every corner here are densely written:

Phoenix, Phoenix, Phoenix.

Qing Lang took a step back, his whole face turned pale, he was never so distraught when he was struck by lightning just now.

He glanced hesitantly over the words "Phoenix, I miss you" that had been written thousands of times and tens of thousands of times.

But he felt that those words had all become——

Phoenix, I love you.