All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Feng Ning: "..."

Fine.

This trick is also useless.

Feng Ning: "When did you know?"

Qing Lang looked at him coldly: "When you just appeared, I was a little suspicious, and you kept showing your feet in the middle, and it was when you were confirming your identity that you were writing just now. After all, your handwriting is different from that left The handwriting on the lower maple leaf is exactly the same."

And the lines of flying dragons and phoenixes on the maple leaf, which are vigorous, powerful and quite individual, have become the most hated handwriting in his mind.

none of them.

Feng Ning: ... careless.

Feng Ning was silent for a while, then asked again: "Then why did you doubt me at first? I think I acted quite well."

Qing Lang frowned: "Because I have hated caterpillars since I was a child, even if I was young, it is impossible to save it."

Feng Ning: "...Ah! Caterpillar!"

Qing Lang's hands shook, and a wound appeared on Feng Ning's neck!

Qing Lang: "..."

Feng Ning: "..."

Qing Lang gritted his teeth: "...are you scaring me?"

"Sorry." Feng Ning pointed to the wound on her neck and spread her hands: "...I have already been punished, it hurts a lot."

Feng Ning simply stopped struggling to die, and immediately changed into her original appearance.

The moment Qing Lang saw his face, she was so angry that her hands trembled again.

Fengning was so frightened that she hurriedly moved aside, fearing that his hands would tremble and cut her throat.

Qing Lang seemed to hate him and asked: "What is your purpose? Why do you want to get close to me by any means?"

Fengning felt that she was so innocent: "What purpose do I have? I just like you and want to be with you!"

"To shut up!"

Feng Ning curled her lips and stopped talking.

Qing Lang pressed his sword against Feng Ning's throat again, forcing him to retreat step by step, with his back tightly pressed against the cold stone wall before giving up.

"Take it easy!" Feng Ning raised her hand and said tremblingly, "This sword is really powerful."

Qing Lang sneered: "What? You think I dare not kill you?"

"You dare." Feng Ning looked into his eyes and said, "But you won't."

Qing Lang narrowed his eyes: "Why do you think I can't?"

Feng Ning said: "Because you know that although I lied to you, I also saved you. You just said that I dispelled the fairy fog, and I also made the five-legged beast faint."

Qing Lang was silent for a while, before saying: "You admit it now?"

Feng Ning sighed, and said in an almost sad tone: "Although you don't understand the fairy world, you should also know that that kind of fog cannot be dispelled easily. I am a diligent and steadfast follower. The law-abiding old god, for you, even violated the prohibition of the fairy world, who is waiting for me, I don’t know what the punishment is...you shouldn’t...repay your kindness with revenge, right?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Ning lowered her head, covered her face and sighed, and secretly looked at the boy's expression through her fingers.

Just looking at him, he accidentally met Qing Lang's cold eyes.

Feng Ning quickly closed her eyes, and let out another long sigh.

Sure enough, Qing Lang's expression moved slightly, as if he was about to put down the long sword in his hand.

Seeing that the treacherous scheme had succeeded, Feng Ning quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

But at the next moment, Qing Lang raised his eyebrows, turned his wrist at an angle, and stabbed forward with all his strength!

"Shh!"

The sharp blade pierced into the stone wall next to Fengning's neck like cutting tofu, and the sound of the blade rubbing against the stone was terrifying.

Feng Ning closed her eyes and let out a long hiss.

...Why does this kid like to scare people so much?

how?

Was it revenge for scaring him with a caterpillar?

Qing Lang let go of his hand, and the Soul Slaying Sword clanged on the stone wall.

He took a step back, looked at Feng Ning coldly, and said, "You have teased me, and you have also been bombed by me. You have lied to me, but you have helped me. From now on, we will return to each other, and we will settle our grievances and grievances. But if you dare to pester me again, I will not spare you!"

After speaking, he turned around and left without looking back.

Feng Ning looked at Qinglang, then at the sword behind him, and hurriedly shouted: "You haven't taken the Soul Slaying Sword yet!"

"What you gave, I feel sick."

Qinglang's voice was cold, but every word he said pierced his heart.

……Oh.

Feng Ning turned her head to look at the sword that cut iron like mud and covered her body with golden light, which would make countless swordsmen crazily fight for it. She lowered her eyes and pursed her lips.

He suddenly felt a little sad.

Feng Ning stretched out her hand, pulled out the sword forcefully, lowered her head, and walked forward slowly.

"Ouch-"

Suddenly, a huge roar resounded through the valley!

Feng Ning's expression was shocked, and she hurriedly ran towards Taniguchi!

He almost forgot that since the five-legged beast was squatting at the entrance of the cave to protect Zhanhun, then when they activated Zhanhun, the five-legged beast would definitely respond!

When Feng Ning rushed over, she happened to see the five-legged beast tightly grasping Qing Lang's leg with its two claws, and opened its bloody mouth, ready to bite down hard!

Feng Ning frowned, immediately picked up the Soul Slashing Sword in his hand, injected it with infinite immortality, and slashed towards the five-legged beast!

In an instant, the wind rose and the clouds surged, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The sharp blade fights with the hurricane, the sword's aura shakes the sky and the earth, and it almost wants to flatten the mountains and seas!

An extremely powerful air wave surrounded the Soul Slashing Sword, and it fell from the air together with the Soul Slashing Sword, and it actually chopped off the five-legged beast's head!

The five-legged beast's head thudded to the ground.

The protruding, fist-sized, eyes of death were covered by the blood gushing out from him.

It was dead—in an instant.

Qing Lang slowly raised a pale face, looking towards the center of the storm.

The fairy whom he insulted and expelled, who was bombarded by him with cannonballs, and who he called an old pervert, stood quietly in the dark clouds of the hurricane.

The old smile disappeared from the man's face, he frowned slightly as he looked at the five-legged beast's blood gushing head.

The expression on his face was so clear that even the disgust was fleeting.

It seems to be indifferent to everything, but it also seems to be compassionate.

His expression was indifferent, his white clothes were stained with blood, like Shura in the fairy world.

He made Qing Lang feel extremely strange, but also had an indescribable familiarity.

The hurricane dissipated, and the blood-stained fairy in white robes in the dark clouds also descended steadily from the sky and landed beside the young man.

Feng Ning stretched out her hand and opened the five-legged beast's stiff claws, exposing Qing Lang's legs.

"You hurt, does it hurt?"

"……fine."

Only then did Qing Lang come to his senses, and pushed Feng Ning's hand away.

He tried healing techniques for himself, but it didn't seem to work, so he had to support the body of the five-legged beast and barely stood up.

Qing Lang was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "...I said that to you just now, why are you still willing to save me?"

Feng Ning slowly rolled her eyes, and said with a smile: "So you also know that what you said makes people sad."

Qing Lang turned his head away, as if he didn't want to talk anymore.

But in the next second, he was suddenly picked up by someone and moved to the side of the tree.

Qing Lang: "What are you doing?!"

"You're injured, and ordinary healing techniques won't work for this kind of injury." Feng Ning withdrew her hand and took out a golden vial from her bosom.

"You don't need to worry about it." After Qing Lang finished speaking, he was about to support the tree and reluctantly leave.

"I saved your life, so I should take care of it."

Feng Ning used the fixation technique to hold Qing Lang in place, forcefully carried him back to the original place, and tore off the cloth on his injured area.

Qing Lang opened his eyes wide: "You!!!"

Feng Ning looked at his thighs, blinked, and praised purely: "Your thighs are so white and tender, like pear petals."

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Ning felt that something was wrong with her words.

Sure enough, when he raised his head, he saw Qing Lang trembling with anger, as if he was about to curse again.

Feng Ning hastily sealed his mouth, telling him not to scold her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you..." Feng Ning quickly apologized, and then carefully applied the ointment to Qing Lang's injured area.

Qing Lang: "..."

Qinglang closed his eyes resentfully, for a moment, he even felt that he might as well die under the claws of that five-legged beast.

"This medicine is very expensive." Feng Ning put away the empty bottle in distress, "So Qing Lang, you must recover quickly."

After finishing speaking, he took two steps back and helped Qing Lang undo the immobilization technique.

Qing Lang gritted his teeth, with mixed feelings in his heart, he didn't know whether he should scold him or thank him.

Feng Ning stood up and said, "Qinglang, I'm sorry that I deceived you by turning into a butterfly demon, let me introduce myself again, I..."

"I'm not interested in your name or who you are at all." Qing Lang interrupted him with a frown, his voice lonely and cold, "Although you saved me, I still hate you and don't want to see you again. Do you want What? Simply put, I will repay your kindness."

Qinglang paused for a moment, pouted slightly and said: "But don't think that you saved my life, so you want me to repay the great kindness. If you don't come, I may not die."

"That's right, you won't die." Feng Ning said, "At most one leg will be bitten off."

Qing Lang gritted his teeth, but didn't know how to refute.

Feng Ning's eyes slowly moved to Qing Lang's left hand: "Your dove fruit..."

Qing Lang put the fruit in his hand behind his back with vigilance: "I can't give this to you."

Feng Ning said: "I know, you want this fruit to be an apprentice. But are you sure that the condition for apprenticeship is to take the dove tree fruit? If you are sure, I think you'd better think carefully about it. , although it is a rare spiritual fruit, the process of picking it is too dangerous. No one has picked it for hundreds of years. Normal people would not use it as a test condition for new disciples. I think your longing master is either Either he looks down on you and wants to use this trick to dissuade you, or he has a vicious heart and wants your life, but no matter what, he probably isn't a good thing."

Feng Ning despises this kind of immortal the most, if she doesn't want people to be apprentices, just make it clear, why use such life-threatening conditions to refuse?

Qinglang frowned: "The Immortal Venerable has his own reasons for wanting the dove fruit, so don't speak nonsense and slander the Immortal Venerable."

Feng Ning: ...

I slander him?

Ah!joke!

Me, Fengning!The head of the heavenly masters, who am I slandering?

Feng Ning almost laughed angrily: "Since you praised him so much, then who is he? What's his name? Let's hear it!"

Qinglang glanced at him, with a cold expression: "I told you what to do, told you to let you sneak into my future teacher and continue to pester me?"

Feng Ning: "...I really didn't mean that this time."

...But when Qing Lang said this, Feng Ning felt a little bit like this...

This time it took Qianlixiang to find Qinglang, but Qianlixiang could only last three days.

After Qinglang enters someone's family and leaves the demon realm, the sky and the earth are vast among the six realms, how can I find him?

It seems that he has to inquire carefully these two days, to see which master in the six realms came up with the bad idea of ​​using the dove fruit to select disciples.

Feng Ning secretly calculated in her heart.

Qing Lang looked at Feng Ning impatiently, and said, "What reward do you want? Hurry up, I'm leaving."

Feng Ning thought for a while, then said: "I want you to promise me two things."

Qing Lang: "Which two things?"

Feng Ning took out a ring from her bosom.

The ring was made of bronze, and it was inlaid with an extremely beautiful purple gemstone, which looked extremely gorgeous.

Feng Ning handed the ring to Qing Lang with a serious look: "The first thing is to hope that you can accept this ring."

Qing Lang immediately took a step back, looking at Feng Ning with a strange expression: "What do you want to do?"

It was only then that Feng Ning realized that the ring seemed to have a special meaning of courtship in the mortal world.

So he hurriedly argued: "No, you misunderstood, I am not going to propose to you, I just want you to carry this ring with you. The gemstone on this ring contains a mechanism. If you meet someone like today In a situation where you are about to die, just press it three times, and I will immediately appear beside you."

Qing Lang was slightly stunned: "...Is this the reward you asked me for?"

Feng Ning nodded: "Yes."

Qing Lang: "...Why?"

Feng Ning said with a smile: "I also thought about other things, but if you want to make a promise with your heart, you are definitely not willing, and if you are forced to meet me a few times, you will be very annoyed... But Qinglang , I know you hate me and want to never see me again forever, but that's impossible. Since I like you, I will never give up pursuing you. Although you hate me very much now, but what happens in the future Who can say for sure? After thousands of years or tens of thousands of years, maybe the situation will change, but the prerequisite for all of this is - you have to be alive."

"...So, this ring that can save your life is the best reward I can ask you for."

Qing Lang looked at the ring in his hand, with mixed feelings in his heart.

When he heard Feng Ning say that he would never give up pursuing him, he really subconsciously felt disgusted, but at the end of hearing it, his mood became more complicated.

A little upset, a little disgusted, and a little... scared for the future.

I'm afraid that, as this old pervert said, after tens of thousands of years, he will really stop hating the old pervert and become...

Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible for this to happen!

This kind of thing is disgusting to think about!

Qing Lang: "What if I insist on not accepting this ring?"

Feng Ning smiled innocently: "It's nothing, it just makes you a dishonest villain, besides, how difficult do you think it is to use my magic power...to cast a tracking spell on you silently? Otherwise, How do you think I found you this time?"

Qing Lang's face immediately became ugly.

Feng Ning: "However, if you accept this ring, I can guarantee that I won't bother you within a month."

After all, freshmen are about to enroll, Fengning should be very busy in the next month.

Qing Lang took a deep breath, but still put the ring away.

"I see, what about the second thing?

Feng Ning took out the Soul Slaying Sword behind her, and handed it to Qing Lang: "Second thing, I hope you can accept this sword."

Qinglang stared at Feng Ning for a while, and couldn't help asking: "The first thing, you want me to accept the life-saving ring, and the second thing, you want me to accept the soul-slaying sword with such supernatural power, Are you a good person?"

"No, I am the one who loves you deeply." Feng Ning answered casually.

Qing Lang: "..."

Feng Ning also felt that he was too nasty, he coughed twice, and said: "It's not that I have to give you the sword, it's because it was opened by your blood contract, and it's already your sword. Just now it was because of me You can only borrow it temporarily after drawing a talisman. If other people take this sword, it is just a scrap of copper and rotten iron. This sword is the real soul-slaying sword only in your hands. So I want you to hold it, don’t Violence."

Feng Ning paused for a moment, then continued: "I know you don't want to take my things, and you feel disgusted, but the Soul Zhanjian is not mine, it belongs to you. I just helped him recognize the master, if the Soul Zhanjian doesn't like it, You, the recognition ceremony is unlikely to be successful."

Qing Lang looked at the drooping eyelashes of the old god, and suddenly remembered the long silence behind him after he left the last sentence in Fengpin Valley.

Suddenly, I became a little upset.

Qing Lang was silent for a moment: "...I accept it, can you not bother me for two months?"

Feng Ning replied sincerely: "No, it's a bit difficult, I will miss you."

Qing Lang: "..."

He silently took the sword, and said, "Can you get out now?"

"Of course." Feng Ning was not in a hurry or annoyed, with a faint smile on his brows and eyes, "Then we will see you in a month, little Qinglang."

Three days later, Guining Mountain Range, Broken Star Peak.

Qing Lang took the dove fruit in his hand and came to the freshman report office.

A schoolgirl in pink is testing the spiritual fruit.

"Who is it! It looks like you have picked this spiritual fruit for ten days and half a month! You bought it in some second-hand market! It is unqualified! Next."

Qing Lang stepped forward.

Senior sister in pink was stunned when she saw his face, then she licked her slightly dry lips, subconsciously straightened her skirt, jumped off the table, and asked softly : "Well... little brother, where's your fruit?"

Qing Lang silently put the fruit in his hand on the table and let others inspect it.

Senior sister Fenyi was stunned when she saw the dove fruit.

Another chubby brother came over: "Li Jiaorui, what are you doing? Why are you silent...I'll go! Jiu...Ju...Jiuguo!"

Qing Lang frowned, not understanding why they had such a big reaction.

Immediately, three or four senior sisters and senior brothers gathered together.

One of them asked, "Why are you holding this fruit?"

"Is there any problem?" Qing Lang asked, "It was written on the re-examination card issued a few days ago."

As he spoke, he took out a yellow wooden sign from his pocket.

The senior sisters and senior brothers looked at the sign for a while, and then they all fell silent for a moment.

"...It's true, I said I want the dove fruit..."

"Oh, I remembered, Brother Changbai did say that the exam questions in the Demon Realm will be a bit special..."

"...This is too special."

"This level of difficulty still allows people from the Demon Realm to come in? Tsk tsk... I heard that Qing Dahuai Shangshen held a class in the Demon Realm? Why didn't he go there..."

"Where is Senior Brother Changbai?"

"...Still at Jingxin Cliff."

After listening for a long time, Qing Lang finally figured out the way.

It turned out that what the old fairy said was right.

The person who asked him to take the dove fruit was indeed deliberately embarrassing him.

It's just that this person is not the Immortal Venerable, but the eldest disciple of the Immortal Venerable.

This is enough.

As long as it's not a fairy, that's fine.

He looked up at the senior sister named Li Jiaorui, and asked calmly, "Excuse me, what are the re-examination requirements for other freshmen?"

Li Jiaorui hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly, "...it's a medium...a medium spirit fruit."

There is a difference of about [-] high-level spirit fruits in the difficulty of picking medium spirit fruits and dove tree fruits.

Qing Lang didn't speak.

Li Jiaorui herself felt embarrassed, she said cautiously: "Well...Actually...the difficulty of this kind of test questions is determined according to the actual situation of the candidates, and there will be some differences in previous years..."

After talking for a long time, she couldn't speak anymore, she blushed and shouted back: "Where's the name tag for the new student?! Hurry up and put it on for the younger brother!"

"Little brother." Li Jiaorui handed Qing Lang the name tag that symbolized her status respectfully, and said, "Welcome to join our sect and become the 28th freshman numbered 056! Turn left ahead, and someone will arrange for you." dormitory."

"Thank you." Qing Lang took the name tag, raised his head and stepped into the teacher's door.

He took a deep breath, but still couldn't suppress the slight trembling tension in his heart.

Xianzun, I have finally become your disciple.

His palms were sweating, and even his breathing was trembling slightly.

But there was an expectant smile on his face that was more dazzling than the stars and the sun.

Qing Lang hated almost all decent masters in this fairy world.

Ke Fengning Immortal——

It is the unattainable moon that he is willing to look up to forever.