All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

"What should I do, nothing will happen?" God of Medicine paced back and forth, sweating on his forehead, "That's not an ordinary corpse, it's a complete demon bone body, I always feel something will happen ..."

The God of Medicine stopped abruptly, pulled Feng Ning's sleeve, and asked, "Did the old Dragon King of the East China Sea steal it?! Didn't he insist that Qing Lang pay for his son's leg?"

Feng Ning shook her head: "It's not him."

The God of Medicine glanced at Feng Ning, and his expression became a little strange: "...do you have someone in mind? Who is it?"

Feng Ning closed her eyes, frowned, shook her head in pain, muttered something, then hurriedly turned and left.

God of Medicine: "Where are you going?!"

Fengning: "Donghai."

"Didn't you say you're not from Donghai?!"

But Fengning ignored him, leaving only one sentence "Take care of Qinglang" and disappeared in place.

Feng Ning really felt that the Dragon King did not do this.

The matter of Qing Lang hurting his son's tail has already been taken care of, and I heard that after a few months of recuperation, he will be able to recover as before, and Qing Lang's mother, the former Queen of the Demon Realm, gave the Dragon King so much treasure that he could build another half of the Dragon Palace, No matter how big the resentment is, it should disappear.

Taking a step back, even if he still has grievances and wants to take revenge on Qing Lang, he shouldn't vent on Qing Lang's body, and it is more likely to hurt Qing Lang's new body.

But now Feng Ning has no choice but to find him, because Dragon King is the only person who has publicly shown his willingness to hurt Qing Lang's body so far.

When Feng Ning appeared in front of the Dragon King, the Dragon King frowned, with a puzzled look on his face: "What are you doing? You want to cut off your own leg to pay me?! I don't want it!"

He curled his lips, and said with some reluctance: "This matter is over, let the devil come over and apologize to me next time!"

Feng Ning didn't respond to a lot of what he said, and asked, "Have you been out of the East China Sea in the past two days?"

"I take care of my son every day, where can I go out? Why do you ask this?"

Feng Ning asked again: "Then why did you want Qing Lang's legs?"

The Dragon King sneered and said, "He broke my son's tail, is it too much for me to ask him for a leg?"

He paused, and then said: "I also heard what you said, what about cutting out the heart and plasticizing the bone, since the corpse has its heart cut out, it is useless, so what's the matter with cutting off the leg to comfort my son? You and that young man Why does Huai have such a big reaction? The Demon Lord's parents didn't react that much."

Feng Ning: "...Did Qing Dahuai also have a big reaction?"

"It's more than a big reaction. It's like a lunatic. At the beginning, he said to give me his leg. What do I want his leg for? He's just a tree. His leg has been broken for two years, and then a new one grows out. Same, they are all here to fool me... I said that the body is useless after the devil gouges out the heart, and he also yelled at me, saying that my brain is also useless, why didn't I cut it off to him? Who is this? ...It was obviously his great-grandson who bit off my child's tail first..."

Feng Ning frowned.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something when an urgent sound transmission note appeared.

The God of Medicine's anxious voice came from the sound transmission talisman: "Come back quickly! Something is wrong with Qing Lang!"

Feng Ning's pupils constricted, and even the Dragon King's farewell was omitted, and she immediately teleported to Gui Ning Gate, and then to Qing Lang's side.

Qing Lang woke up.

But the situation is not good.

The sweat on his forehead almost soaked the pillow under his head, he was talking nonsense and trembling all over.

Feng Ning leaned over to hear clearly, he only shouted two words.

One is Fengning and the other is Pain.

Feng Ning hurriedly grabbed his hand and asked the God of Medicine: "What's going on?!"

"I don't know!" The God of Medicine was also a little at a loss, "I didn't find anything, and there is obviously nothing wrong with his body."

Feng Ning also tried to feel his pulse and test his spiritual power. The God of Medicine was right, everything was normal, only a little weak, but completely healthy.

"what--"

Qing Lang opened his eyes suddenly, and let out a painful sound, his left arm was shaking stiffly like a cramp, he raised his head in pain, his forehead and neck were covered with throbbing blue veins, and he was sweating constantly The ground seeped out, making his whole body wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Feng Ning hastily picked him up from the bed and hugged him, and asked him incoherently: "Where is your pain, Qing Lang, where is your pain..."

Qinglang hugged Fengning tightly with his right hand, but his left hand didn't respond as if it was broken. His body was burning like fire, his whole body trembled from the pain, and his lips began to tremble: "Fengning, Fengning... I It hurts, my hand... my hand hurts..."

Feng Ning immediately took his left hand, blindly kissed the palm and back of his hand, kissed Qing Lang's forehead and eyes, but no matter what she did, Qing Lang still trembled in pain, unable to control herself.

"What are you doing!" Feng Ning almost collapsed and shouted to the God of Medicine.

But the God of Medicine didn't know what to do.

Everything is fine, the art of cutting out the heart and sculpting the bones is perfect, Qing Lang has nothing wrong with his body, why does it hurt? !

What can he do?

"Why didn't Qing Dahuai come here? He is so precious to his great-grandson, and now he has not responded to the letter..." The God of Medicine muttered nervously and unconsciously, took out his medicine bottle, and poured it out in a panic Handed it to Fengning, "This is for pain relief, can you see if it works?"

Feng Ning immediately grabbed the pill and stuffed it into Qing Lang's mouth.

However, Qing Lang was already in a daze from the pain, and didn't react much, and even a little bit rejected the bitter pill that Feng Ning handed to his mouth.

"Qinglang...Qinglang, you are obedient, take this medicine and it won't hurt..."

Qing Lang finally reacted when he heard this, his eyelashes trembled, and his expression was a little dazed: "Eat it... won't it hurt?"

"Well, take it quickly." Fengning stuffed the medicine into his mouth while he opened his mouth, then stroked his back from top to bottom, rubbed Qinglang's forehead lightly with his cheek, and comforted him, "Eat it and it won't hurt anymore, sweetie..."

Qing Lang closed his eyes and swallowed all the medicine, but the next moment he started to feel pain again.

This time the pain seemed to be no longer a hand, but an arm, a shoulder.

There was a painful groan between his lips and teeth, but because he had some consciousness, he didn't want to cry out, but bit his tongue and lips tightly, and after a while, scarlet blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Ning opened his mouth with her hands, then stuffed her arm into his mouth and let him bite.

But Qinglang tilted his head to avoid it, he hugged Fengning tightly with the other hand, and then buried his head on Fengning's neck, still sweating from the pain and trembling all over, but he didn't Willing to shout it out.

"...you can shout out the pain..." Feng Ning felt his heart tremble even with his voice, he hurriedly kissed Qing Lang's sweat-soaked temples, and said, "Qing Lang, you can shout out the pain, you can bite I……"

Qinglang didn't bite him, but when the pain was unbearable, he would cry out the pain and call Fengning's name.

After the pain in his left arm, he began to hurt his chest and neck. He passed out from the pain, and woke up again. His voice was hoarse, his body convulsed and twitched, and his clothes were soaked in sweat.

And every time he yelled for pain, Feng Ning felt that she was being roasted in hell.

He kissed Qing Lang's painful place over and over again, kissed his lips, kissed his eyes, he almost trembled more than Qing Lang, his eyes were always blurred, because the tears could not stop flowing, his heart The throbbing hurt like hell.

Qing Lang's pain shifted to his face, he touched his ears and eyes with his right hand, the pain was so painful that he couldn't speak.

Suddenly, every reaction of his body stopped, his eyes opened wide, every thread of blood inside and the lines in his pupils were extremely clear, like a person who was dying saw the impermanence of black and white that came to seduce his soul .

"The magic altar..."

After Qing Lang said these three words, he suddenly lowered his head.

Fengning almost trembled and stretched out her hand to check his breath.

...not dead, but fainted.

The magic altar...the magic altar...

The magic altar is a place that has been abandoned for 3 years.

The magic girl died there, so it became an extremely unlucky place, not a single blade of grass grew, and there was no living thing within a radius of ten miles, and even birds had to avoid the sky above it.

Feng Ning felt a hammer in her heart and smashed it down firmly.

Feng Ning put Qing Lang on the bed, and said to the God of Medicine with a pale face, "I'll go to the altar of the devil to have a look, you...you take care of him here, it's troublesome."

Then, he immediately used the teleportation technique to go to the altar of the demon.

It has not been here for 3 years, and this place is not as dark and bare as imagined.

There are green vines and red Bana flowers everywhere.

The two phases are intertwined, like a green poisonous snake swimming among red poisonous mushrooms, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Feng Ning pushed aside the wide vine leaves, and sure enough, she saw that familiar figure.

——Qing Dahuai.

Qing Lang's most precious great-grandfather, Qing Da Huai.

The thief who stole Qing Lang's body, Qing Dahuai.

To Fengning's own surprise, the moment he learned that Qinglang's body had been stolen, the first name that flashed in his mind was Qing Dahuai.

Feng Ning is a god, and there is an enchantment in the cave, even if he was tired and rested at that time, there are not many people in the whole world who can quietly steal people away in front of him.

Qinglang is Qing Dahuai's darling, in the past, Qing Dahuai would howl in distress for two days if he bumped into her in the past, but today such a big thing happened, Qing Dahuai couldn't get in touch no matter what.

At the moment Changbai committed suicide, no one knew what he was going to do, no one knew that there was so much ancient evil spirit hidden in his body, no one knew that the ancient evil spirit would penetrate into Qinglang's body after leaving Changbai, no one knew Knowing that Qinglang would arouse the magic bones, it was out of control.

But how could it be such a coincidence, before everything happened, Qing Dahuai wanted to stop Changbai nervously, as if he knew what would happen next, but at the moment when the incident happened, he suddenly wanted to redeemed.

After Qing Lang lost his mind, no one could subdue him, and he could easily break the barriers that the big guys had cast together.

But what a coincidence, Qing Dahuai just used the golden vine that can completely subdue Qing Lang.Feng Ning had never seen that golden vine before, and Qing Dahuai explained that he started practicing when Qing Lang first became a monster, but Feng Ning clearly found out that the golden vine was at least 3 years old. scene.

3 years.

It happened to be the time when Mo Ji died.

Did he start practicing spells that would control the Bone One after he killed his wife?

Did he already know that the next Demon Bone Man would appear?

Qing Dahuai travels in the clouds once every ten years, no one knows where he goes, but Feng Ning vaguely feels that he is paying homage to his dead wife.

But every time he came back, he would be very tired, and it would take almost a month to rest and adjust.

What if he was not paying homage to his dead wife, but searching for the fragments after the death of Magic Girl?

Before Qinglang, Qing Dahuai had never expressed such deep love for his offspring.

Even when Qing Lang was not born, he also looked like he didn't care, wandering late, unwilling to return.

Could it be that he paid so much attention to Qing Lang after he knew that Qing Lang had a demon bone?

What is he going to do to Qing Lang?

What is he going to do to the man with the magic bone?

Why did he steal Qing Lang's body?

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and Feng Ning walked forward without stopping.

Qing Dahuai heard footsteps, turned around, and the moment he saw Fengning, his face turned pale.

At the same time, Feng Ning also saw the woman who was hidden by him.

— A woman with gray pupils.

——A woman with blood on her lips.

—a woman who is nibbling with one right hand.

——The woman who was eating Qing Lang with the skin and bones.

Qing Lang's painful voice echoed in his ears, he trembled all over, and the fuzzy flesh and blood from the woman's hand rushed into his brain.

"It hurts...it hurts...Fengning...I hurt..."

Feng Ning never knew that one day she would let out such piercing and shrill screams.

He raised Feng Yu's long knife and slashed at it like crazy.