All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

As soon as Mo Ji finished speaking, the black-red barrier opened under her control, allowing Qing Lang to crash into it.

Feng Ning's heart almost stopped beating at this moment, he hurriedly walked over and pulled Qing Lang behind him: "Qing Lang, what's wrong with you, you..."

Fengning's voice stopped.

The last word he uttered was almost trembling.

—for he found the arm he held in his hand as cold as ice.

Moreover, Qing Lang still looked at the direction Feng Ning was standing in.

It wasn't until Feng Ning's voice stopped for a long time that he slowly turned his head, but his eyes were still out of focus.

——Qing Lang was gone.

Not only that, but he couldn't hear, couldn't speak, and his mind was also unconscious.

Every piece of flesh that Moji devoured had feedback on his body now—pale and cold as snow.

Feng Ning felt like a blood hole had been poked in her heart.

"...Little Shitou, what's the matter with Little Shitou?" Qing Dahuai also noticed something strange.

Feng Ning looked up at him, with a hint of coldness on the corner of her lips: "You did a good job."

Before Feng Ning had time to say anything, Mo Ji manipulated her evil spirit to directly hit Qing Lang's heart!

Feng Ning hastily pushed Qing Lang aside, picked up Feng Yu's long knife, and greeted the evil spirit.

Mo Ji was only half resurrected now, without a heart, and used most of the evil spirit to forge a solid barrier. After a while, the evil spirit was cut off by Feng Yu's long knife.

Feng Ning raised his saber to meet the air, hit Mo Ji's head straight away, and was blocked by Qing Dahuai's rattan sword.

Feng Ning got entangled with Qing Dahuai.

Feng Ning lost his spirit, and it was a little difficult to fight with Qing Dahuai, but he was so angry that he felt his whole heart was being roasted on the fire, so he struck quickly and ruthlessly, completely disregarding the old friendship, Almost every step was made of deadly hands, so he didn't lose the wind, and even insulted him a few words during the battle.

When the two gods fought, swords, lights and swords flickered for a while, dust and sand filled the sky, and they couldn't use it at all in the small enchantment. The broken stones and fallen leaves flying in the air almost blinded people's eyes.

But at this moment, a slight sound of silk tearing suddenly came into Fengning's mind amidst the chaotic hot battle, his movements suddenly stopped, and he hurriedly turned his head away.

At that moment, Feng Ning's blood stopped flowing.

He saw that Mo Ji had pulled Qing Lang to her side at some point, tore open the fabric on Qing Lang's chest, and pierced Qing Lang's flesh with her long and pointed nails—cutting out her heart.

"Do not--"

Feng Ning's pupils suddenly constricted, and regardless of Qing Dahuai behind him, she rushed forward and pulled Qing Lang into her arms, then turned tremblingly to look at the wound on his body.

Fortunately, the heart is fine, and Mo Ji's fingertips only got half an inch.

Feng Ning performed a healing technique on him, and hugged him tightly, but her heart was still beating wildly uncontrollably.

If he was just one step too late...

Feng Ning didn't dare to think anymore, her knees were trembling.

Mo Ji was only one step away from success, she roared in dissatisfaction and rushed forward!

But Feng Ning hadn't lifted Feng Yu's long saber when Mo Ji was suddenly pulled behind her.

——It was the green pagoda tree with a livid face.

"What are you doing?" Moji's pretendingly soft voice contained some unconcealable distortions, "Here comes the heart, do you want to stop me from taking it?"

Qing Dahuai said hoarsely, "Wanwan, he...he is our great-grandson."

"He is my devil's bone, my heart!" Moji yelled mournfully.

Taking advantage of the entanglement between the two, Feng Ning hastily put Qing Lang into the golden mask.

Even though Qinglang couldn't hear or see now, Fengning was still afraid that the half-gnawed corpse would frighten him, so she covered his eyes with a cloth strip, kissed his eyes through the cloth, and said softly: " You wait for me obediently."

After confirming that Qinglang was safe, Feng Ning began to exert force to break the barrier.

He really wanted to kill this monster, but now that Qing Lang was here, he couldn't take any risks. It was better to deal with Mo Ji after sending Qing Lang and his body away.

After noticing Feng Ning's escape, Mo Ji became furious. She chanted some spell in a low voice, black and red light appeared all over her body, and the surrounding Bana flowers turned into petals and floated in the air, handing them to the world. The boundless evil spirit, together with the black energy in Qinglang's corpse, floated out.

The evil spirit on her body became stronger and stronger, and a treacherous and smug smile gradually appeared on her face. She looked at Feng Ning, and her voice suddenly changed to be as mellow as a lark: "As long as I kill you, the devil bone and The heart will be mine, right?"

Feng Ning slowly raised the long saber, at this moment, Mo Ji let out a sinister laugh, her long hair fluttered, and tens of thousands of evil spirits hit Feng Ning directly!

"Pfft-"

The sound of a sharp knife sinking into flesh sounded.

The evil spirit that struck like a thousand arrows also completely disappeared in the air.

Fengning was stunned.

Moji looked down at the vine sword on her shoulder and chest, and turned her head in disbelief.

——Qing Dahuai pierced Mo Ji from behind.

Just like the great war 3 years ago.

It's just that 3 years ago, Qing Dahuai killed Mo Ji from the front, and the close posture seemed to be embracing.

But now, it seems like a betrayal.

"...I'm sorry." Qing Dahuai also said the last words that were pasted in Moji's ear 3 years ago, "Wanwan, I'm sorry for you."

Moji's eyes widened suddenly, her face was constantly distorted due to shock and anger, and she looked a little scary: "You think you are something that dares to kill me! You are just like the long cypress, you are just a dog under my feet. It is my tool to dominate the world and return to the top, how dare you betray me, how dare you-"

"呲-"

Qing Dahuai's rattan sword sank several inches, pinning her to the ground.

At the same time, an unknown fire ignited from the rattan sword, and gradually burned Mo Ji's body and Qing Dahuai's clothes.

Feng Ning looked at Qing Dahuai in disbelief - this is the fire of the God of Heaven.

Qing Dahuai explained: "I am a tree, and when I grow up, I will have supreme yang power. Without this, I alone...even with you, I can't kill her."

Qing Dahuai looked at the smoke above his head, and suddenly smiled: "Except for being burned by a little phoenix when I was not in human form, I have never been burned, but I have lived for tens of thousands of years anyway, this old tree It's still quite resistant to heat, right, look, my daughter-in-law can't talk anymore, and I still seem to be okay."

Feng Ning: "Why are you..."

Qing Dahuai lowered his eyes, and his voice seemed ethereal in the smoke: "...you are right, she is just a monster made of my evil spirit and pieces, that's all, she is not Wanwan, Wanwan is not like her, it is all I'm just wishful thinking, and I should wake up now."

He paused, looked at Qing Lang who was blindfolded and lying on the golden mask, his expression became a little distant: "Feng Ning, you are right, I really wanted to let Xiao Shi Shi died, thought about it many times. Repeatedly. He was just born, the moment I saw him, I looked at his gray eyes, touched his devil bones, and my heart was full of the worst, most unbearable and most The idea of ​​a beast..."

When Qing Lang held Qing Dahuai's hand for the first time, and called him Grandpa Zeng in a childish voice.

Qing Dahuai vomited.

He avoided the crowd, vomited blackly, and burst into tears.

I was disgusted by myself.

He is not human.

He is a beast.

He wanted to kill his great-grandson to save his wife who was killed by him 3 years ago.

From that day on, the idea of ​​killing Qinglang to save Wanwan stopped for a while.

He even prevented Qing Lang from practicing spells and sealed off his meridians, wanting him to live a peaceful life as an ordinary person.

It doesn't matter if it's mediocre or incompetent.

As long as the devil bones don't cause trouble, it will be fine.

But things backfired, the unexpected encounter between Feng Ning and Qing Lang opened his meridians, allowing Qing Lang to start learning spells, and then everything began to get out of control, Qing Lang turned into a monster.

The moment Qing Lang turned into a little monster, Qing Dahuai trembled all over.

When Qing Dahuai thought about it later, he always felt that besides being angry that day, he was also a little despicable, secretly delighted that the shameful one should be trampled on the ground to rot and rot.

——Qing Lang turned into a monster.It was an accident, not something he did. He tried his best, but there was nothing he could do.

Now that he has become a monster, since he lost his sanity, then...

So he put Qinglang on the Death-killing Mountain, thinking that in time, after he collects the evil spirit and fragments, this hopeless monster child might be able to save his grandma Zeng's life.

But fate played a trick on him again, the little monster Qing Lang was reshaped by someone, and turned back into a human appearance.

Qing Dahuai stared at him very cute, very beautiful, like his Wanwan child for a while, then carried him out of the Killing Mountain, so that he could have a baby.

His originally shady thoughts also fell silent day by day amidst the child's smiling face and shouts.

Forget it.

Qing Dahuai thought, such is the fate.

Immediately afterwards, he once again gave up on letting Qinglang save Wanwan, and set up a spirit-eating net for Xiao Shitou to suppress his demon bones.

Maybe it's because the child looks like Wanwan, maybe it's because the child's temperament is inherently likable, or maybe... It's because of his despicable thoughts that made him feel ashamed and ashamed, and he can't help but treat this child better , could be better, it could be called spoiling, wishing to bring all the good things in the world to him.

Speaking of this, Qing Dahuai raised his head and looked at Fengning. He was in pain from the burn, and he always had to speak slowly before saying: "...I don't know if you believe it or not, since I cast the spirit-eating net on him, I never thought about taking my life and letting him save Wanwan."

"You may not believe it, but I really didn't collude with Changbai." Qing Dahuai leaned on the demon girl who was no longer speaking and returned to the evil spirit, her body was wrapped in flames and evil spirit, "After bringing the little stone out of the Killing Mountain, I Although I also go to Yunyou, but most of them come to the altar to talk to Wanwan, plant trees and flowers for her, and don't go to collect Wanwan's fragments and evil spirit anymore."

"Changbai, he discovered this place 500 years ago. Without my knowledge, he was bewitched by the evil spirit and continued to search for the evil spirit for 500 years. Transfer this to Qing Lang and stimulate his demon nature."

"I rushed over as soon as I heard the news, but I didn't have time... But in Donghai, when you said that you would gouge out his heart and shape his body with divine bones, I knew that Wanwan's opportunity had come. "He stretched out his hand, covered his face, his voice hoarse, "But I didn't expect... I didn't expect that the corpse that had been placed for three days would still cause Qing Lang unbearable pain. I didn't expect that Wanwan wanted more than just The body of the devil, and the heart of the devil."

He thought it was a solution to both, but where in the world is there a solution to both?

The fire grew bigger and bigger, engulfing Qing Dahuai completely.

The Bianhua flowers around died in pieces, and the enchantment cast by Moji also dissipated like soot.

There was a crackling sound of burning wood in the fire.

Feng Ning subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab Huoli Qing Dahuai's hand: "...you come out, Mo Ji is dead."

"But the fire can't be extinguished."

Qing Dahuai pushed his hand away, hugged Mo Ji's half body tightly, and said, "Can you... say sorry to Xiao Shitou for me."

After a while, he said again: "Forget it, don't mention me to him."

At the last moment when Qing Dahuai was burned to ashes, his voice was as loose as smoke.

"Fengning, it has been more than [-] years, it is a pleasure to meet you."

"sorry."

All the surrounding green trees withered and died, and the thunder of God's death resounded from the sky again.

Feng Ning took off the golden mask, and took off the cloth strips covering her eyes.

"Feng Ning." Qing Lang suddenly opened his mouth slowly.

Feng Ning complied with him.

Qing Lang blinked slowly, but the gray pupils were still out of focus.

He stretched out his hand, in the air.

Feng Ning looked up.

I saw pure white Sophora japonica flowers falling down one after another, covering the ground like snow.

The soft and clean petals slid down the cheeks, filling the nostrils with a light fragrance.

"Will the pagoda tree bloom again next year?" Qing Lang asked.

Feng Ning didn't speak, just hugged him lightly.

This chaos.

No one wins.