All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Qing Lang could bear it originally.

Really.

Although he has not specially practiced the meditation mantra, he can be regarded as ascetic for 500 years, and he has been able to control his low-level desires very well.

Even occasionally, occasionally dreaming of Feng Ning in the middle of the night, his blood was surging and he couldn't help himself, he would scold himself after waking up, and quickly stabilized his mind.

He thinks he has good concentration, even if he can't sit still, he won't be easily teased by Feng Ning.

But when Feng Ning hugged his neck and kissed him, he still started to lose his breath.

Touching the man's shoulder with difficulty, Feng Ning let him go before she could make up her mind to push him away.

Feng Ning looked at him, the moonlight fell into his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly, but he was full of sincere affection: "Qinglang, I didn't understand at first, and I hurt you many times. I have always loved you for 500 years. I miss you, now that I see you, I always want to hug you, I want to kiss you, I want to stay by your side and never leave you, I hear the news that you are going to get married, and I see you being intimate with others, I am so jealous, Qinglang, you Tell me, if this isn't liking, what is?"

Qing Lang took a breath.

He was stunned, as if he was floating in the sea, and his limbs lost all feeling.

But seeing that he didn't respond, Fengning thought he was unmoved.

He was still looking into Qing Lang's eyes, but his trembling eyelashes shattered the moonlight in his eyes. He bent his lips and smiled, his voice soft and soft, as if talking about love: "Qing Lang, if your heart It would be great if the name of the person I love can be displayed on the screen, then I can show it for you to see."

After he said this with a smile, his eye circles were slightly red.

Seems to be embarrassed.

Then he lowered his eyes, ready to return to his secret room.

But in the next moment, someone grabbed his hand tightly, turned him over, and the irresistible kiss fell like a scorching flame.

Then came the raging fire, which was out of control.

"Qing Lang, do you finally... believe me?"

While losing consciousness, Feng Ning asked.

But he didn't get an answer, only got a kiss that almost devoured him.

Do you believe it?

Qing Lang didn't know.He only felt that his heart was sore and swollen, pulling him to move further.

Do you believe it?

But what if you don't believe it?Even if he endured it today, he would not be able to resist Feng Ning's teasing in the past, so he might as well disarm and surrender earlier.

Do you believe it?

He wanted to believe.

... What's more, what Feng Ning said is so true.

Troubled emotions entangled him, making him let himself go, and step into this sea of ​​desire with his own mind.

When Fengning woke up, Qinglang was no longer by his side, he touched the empty bed, feeling a little disappointed.

But looking up at the sky outside the house, it was already noon.

Cough cough... Qinglang's absence is also understandable.

It was him, Feng Ning, who was so mentally weak that he fell asleep until now.

Feng Ning sat up and stretched, feeling more sore and backache, all limbs seemed to be broken and glued together.

...How did it become so useless?

Fengning sighed.

Although her body was exhausted, Feng Ning felt that the depths of her heart were full of joy.

Are he and Qing Lang... reconciled?

Thinking of this, Feng Ning couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips, she was in such a good mood that she wanted to hum a little tune.

He hadn't seen such a bright sunshine for a long time, and he didn't want to go back to the secret room for a while, so he stood up and wandered around Qing Lang's bedroom while Qing Lang was not there.

It's just that he just took two steps when he saw a strange thing and stopped in an instant.

——A thick and bulky black cloth was covered on the phoenix cage in the corner at some point.

It was only then that Fengning remembered that there was a phoenix in the room.

Then last night...

Fengning's face turned red all of a sudden.

He coughed twice, walked over with some difficulty, and stretched out his hand to tear off the black cloth on the cage.

The phoenix in the cage was originally sleeping listlessly with his head buried in his feathers, but when he suddenly saw the light, he became energetic all of a sudden, staring at Fengning without blinking.

Feng Ning: "..."

Ashamed to see people... I have seen Phoenix.

Feng Ning shook the black cloth on her hands, and asked, "When was this cloth... covered?"

Is it...before, or after?

This is very important to Feng Ning.

After finishing speaking, Fengning remembered that Fenghuang couldn't speak, so she said: "Nod before yesterday, shake your head after yesterday."

But Fenghuang didn't nod or shake his head.

He just fluttered his wings, opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice like a duckling: "Last night! When you were kissing!"

Feng Ning spoke with difficulty: "...Then last night, did you hear anything?"

Little Phoenix opened a pair of black eyes, and tilted his head: "Last night, there was cloth, there was a barrier, it was dark, it was very quiet, Jin Jin didn't hear anything!"

Fengning breathed a sigh of relief.

... Qing Lang is quite reliable.

Feng Ning asked, "When did you start talking?"

Little Phoenix: "Jinjin can talk in the first place, yes, she was injured, now, the injury is healed!"

Feng Ning: "Your name is Jin Jin?"

Little Phoenix nodded as if pecking rice: "Because Jin Jin is Jin Jin!"

Feng Ning: "..."

Why doesn't this kid look so smart?

Feng Ning hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you have any family members? How did you get caught here?"

Jin Jin shook his head: "Jin Jin has no family, Nirvana is not very successful, she can't change people, and she was injured, so she was arrested by the bad guys."

Nirvana?

Suddenly something flashed through Fengning's mind.

He licked his lips, and his voice was a little dry: "You Phoenix... If Nirvana Stone is turned into ashes and bones, how long will it take before you can be reborn?"

Jin Jin tilted his head and thought for a long time before he opened his mouth: "Some are reborn immediately, and some are different after 100 years."

Feng Ning's tone became a little anxious: "What about 6 years? If there is no resurrection for 6 years, how can you be resurrected?"

Jin Jin opened his mouth in shock: "6 years! That must be dead!"

"Impossible!" Feng Ning frowned and interrupted, "He will come back."

Feng Ning paused for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, she bent her eyes and smiled: "...and will be back soon."

Jin Jin tilted her head, with a confused look on her face: "How do you know?"

Feng Ning touched her chest, her voice softened, as if she was hiding infinite love: "I have fallen in love with someone, and I have a heart, Phoenix should come back."

As soon as she thought that Fenghuang was coming back, Fengning felt a warm current enveloping her heart softly.

It made him so happy that he wanted to float.

Phoenix is ​​coming back, and he has reconciled with Qing Lang.

Double happiness, the best of both worlds, Fengning has never been so happy in 6 years.

He couldn't help but start fantasizing in his mind.

How will Phoenix come back?When Phoenix comes back, will it look like Phoenix or will it become a human?

Fenghuang was always worried that he would not find love in the future.

Now that he is with Qinglang, he can show off Qinglang to Fenghuang.

Phoenix should also like Qinglang, Qinglang is so good, and Fenghuang is such a gentle person, he will like his lover.

What about Qinglang?

Feng Ning frowned, suddenly a little nervous.

...He felt that Qinglang would not like Phoenix.

The smile on Feng Ning's face faded, and she suddenly became a little worried.

Jin Jin hadn't spoken for a long time, and just after saying a few words, she felt a little thirsty, so she lowered her head and went to look for water in the basin.

The water basin clangs when it is pecked.

Feng Ning was brought back to her thoughts by the voice, and when she looked down, she realized that Jin Jin's water basin was almost out of water.

Feng Ning patted Jin Jin's head and said, "Wait a while, I'll get you some water to drink."

As he spoke, he looked around and went to the table to get the kettle.

But before he got to the table, Feng Ning suddenly felt a force pulling him back, his wrist was so painful, the next moment, the fairy rope in his hand suddenly shortened, pulling him back violently go!

Feng Ning's back was slammed against the wall, his bones were about to be shattered, and even his throat felt a burst of fishy sweetness!

Feng Ning coughed twice, stood upright, and looked down at the blood-stained wrist.

... This bundle of fairy rope is highly stretchable. It allows Fengning to move around in the secret room at will, and Fengning almost forgot that this is the rope that binds him after all. No matter how far he can go, there is still a limit. Now that he has gone farther, the rope actually shortened and bounced him back.

Feng Ning sighed, and filled Jin Jin's water bowl with spells, then used transfiguration to shrink her figure, and crawled back to the secret room along the entrance of the cave.

After entering the secret room, he performed the transformation technique again, and changed back to his original appearance.

However, after performing the Transfiguration for the second time, he suddenly felt a burst of spiritual energy leaking out, dizzy and numb, and spit out a mouthful of blood!

Feng Ning looked at the blood on the ground and was stunned for a moment.

He closed his eyes and checked his spiritual veins, his expression became paler and paler.

The moment Feng Ning opened her eyes, she felt hopeless and wanted to curse.

——Qinglang has already become a demon lord, how can he absorb the yang energy from him through double cultivation?Even compared with the original, it is even worse.

It’s over.

Immediately, the seven characters "marital life is not harmonious" popped up in Feng Ning's mind.

What can I do after this?

Sad people.

"Old Feng!" Qing Dahuai's rough voice sounded from outside, Feng Ning wiped off the corners of her lips and the blood stains on the ground, pretending that nothing happened.

Qing Dahuai came in from the hole in the bookcase, and cheerfully put seven or eight kinds of tea on the table one by one: "These are all new teas that I have developed in the past 500 years. Which one is better for you to try?"

Feng Ning glanced at him, smiled and said, "Not bad, quite diligent."

Qing Dahuai snorted twice: "If it weren't for the current conflict between immortals and demons, I would have wanted to seek a position as a tea god."

While sipping tea, Feng Ning played chess with Qing Dahuai, and by the way, started chatting again.

Feng Ning looked at him and said, "What's the situation outside now? Are we really going to fight?"

"A little suspenseful." Qing Dahuai frowned, and said, "Actually...Little Stone didn't intend to start a war, but the demon king was too deceitful, and now he is colluding with the God of War in the Heavenly Court, and comes here to harass and provoke from time to time. The conflicts between the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm are extremely serious, and basically the demon clan will be surrounded and suppressed by other clansmen as soon as they leave the Demon Realm, and in this situation, they have to fight if they don’t."

Feng Ning said: "But the Emperor of Heaven has no intention of going to war, there is still room for change in this matter."

Qing Dahuai pinched the chess piece in his palm, hesitantly: "You mean, to persuade Xiao Shitou?"

Feng Ning nodded: "If Qinglang has no intention of going to war, I will also fight for a negotiation that is in the interests of both parties for the Demon Realm and Heaven."

Qing Dahuai suddenly sensed something was wrong, and his eyes were suspicious: "...you are not sent by the Emperor of Heaven to be a lobbyist, are you?"

Feng Ning looked into Qing Dahuai's eyes with an extremely sincere expression: "I will always stand by Qing Lang's side."

Only then did Qing Dahuai nodded in satisfaction: "That's fine, I advise Xiao Shitou, you also remember to blow the wind by your pillow."

Feng Ning likes the word "Pillow Wind". He smiled, rolled his eyes, and said, "Okay."

It was already evening when Qing Lang came back.

When Feng Ning heard the voice, she cheerfully went out from the hole of the bookcase to meet him: "Qing Lang, are you busy today? You won't be here all day."

Qing Lang didn't speak, just closed his eyes and called out: "Xiao Xi."

Fengning was stunned for a moment.

Now that there are two such obvious holes in the room, and Feng Ning is still standing outside, how can Qing Lang let Xiao Xi come over?

But in a daze, Xiaoxi had already walked in.

He didn't know that Feng Ning was Xiao Ning, and it was the first time he saw this man suddenly appearing in the house with his hands tied with a rope. He looked a little surprised, but he quickly restrained his emotions.

He lowered his eyebrows, helped Qing Lang take off his cloak, and hung it up.

Then start making tea for Qing Lang.

Qing Lang sat on the chair in front of the desk, closed his eyes slightly, and looked very tired.

Feng Ning walked up, couldn't help touching his brow, and asked very distressed: "Qing Lang, are you tired?"

Qing Lang grabbed Feng Ning's wrist and opened his eyes.

Seemingly sensing something was wrong, he lowered his head, stared at the strangle mark on Fengning's wrist, and said, "What's going on?"

Feng Ning said: "I walked a little far today, and was bounced back by the immortal rope."

Qing Lang rubbed his scars with his fingertips, his eyelashes drooped, covering his eyes, he couldn't see his emotions clearly, but it seemed to be pity.

Feng Ning smiled, her voice softened, she looked a little coquettish: "Qing Lang, can you help me untie the fairy rope? I won't leave here."

Qing Lang let go of his hand, looked up at him, and said nothing.

The smile on Fengning's face gradually faded.

Because he saw the corners of Qing Lang's lips curled up, a hint of sarcasm appeared in his indifferent eyes: "Did you forget your identity again?"

Fengning was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Qing Lang say in a very contemptuous tone: "It's a prisoner. What? You thought you seduced me last night and slept with me, and your identity will be different today?"

Xiao Xi shook his hand, the teapot hit the tea bowl, and fell to the ground with a splash.

"Go out." Qing Lang frowned.

Xiaoxi apologized and hurried out.

Feng Jing quietly looked into Qing Lang's eyes.

Qing Lang also said something similar.

After he got drunk that day.

But not the same.

That day, Qinglang looked flustered, his ears were red all over, and when he said such cruel words, he looked like a child pretending to hide his nervousness, Feng Ning just thought it was cute.

But now when he said similar words like this again, his expression was as cold as ice, and there was clear contempt and mockery in his eyes.

Other than that, the difference from that day is:

Qing Lang was not drunk yesterday.

There are others present today.

Moreover, Feng Ning really thought that after the lingering last night, his relationship with Qing Lang would be different today.

Looking at Qinglang's indifferent eyes, Fengning felt that her heart was gradually becoming cold.