All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Chapter 3

It seemed that dust was drifting towards the young man.

The young man raised his arms lightly, the dust dissipated, and his whole body was clean again.

He looked at Ni Ni: "If you dare to appear in front of me again, you come once, and I will blow it up once! See whether my bomb is stronger or your fate is more important!"

In this round, Feng Ning lost completely.

He dragged his body into a mess and went home, feeling that his bones were all fried.

It was also fortunate that it was Feng Ning, if it were an ordinary fairy, the bones and flesh would have been separated long ago.

Feng Ning sighed and lay down on the bed depressed.

He couldn't figure it out, what went wrong?

He is clearly pursuing love boldly, why is his road to love so rough and difficult? !

It is clearly stated in the book that strong girls are afraid of pestering their husbands, as long as they persevere, there will always be results.

But Feng Ning felt that according to the current situation, if he persisted, there would be a day when he would die.

Hey!

difficult!

Feng Ning rolled over on the bed sadly.

"Snapped!"

His head slammed against the wall.

This nibbling gave Feng Ning a flash of inspiration, and he suddenly discovered the problem.

It said in the book that a strong girl is afraid of pestering her husband, but the one he likes is a man!

Specific analysis of specific circumstances.

Since he, Feng Ning, wants to take the path of Duanxiu, he must be different from other ordinary love affairs!

Thinking of this, Feng Ning immediately became energetic again, her waist was no longer sore, her head was no longer hurting, and her bones were no longer numb. She immediately took a bath, changed her clothes, and ran to the library in high spirits. The museum is "continuing further study"!

Most of the gods in the heavens are conservative, and Feng Ning searched the library for a long time but couldn't find any books on how to teach Duanxiu to fall in love.

But fortunately, the hard work paid off, and when it was getting dark, Feng Ning finally found in a dark utility room confiscated hundreds of years ago. Come to Repay

The things in the demon world are really different, Feng Ning squatted in the corner of the utility room holding the Ye Mingzhu, watching with passion, blood boiling, out of control!

When the sun rose, Feng Ning silently closed the precious book.

He felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he felt that his life immediately had a direction!

Feng Ning finally knew why that demon boy hated him so much!

Because same-sex love is not tolerated by the secular world, the young man should be afraid and repelled.

But he said what he thought in his heart when they met for the first time. This is not bold and brave, but stupid and reckless!This is pushing himself and that boy farther and farther with his own hands!

Just like the scholar and the fox in the picture book.

Feng Ning was supposed to approach the young man step by step, step by step, first to gain his trust, then to become his friend, and finally when their relationship has heated up to a certain level, and when they start to go in both directions, the love cannot be controlled. No matter how bravely you confess, you can win the opponent in one fell swoop!

Although he, Feng Ning, seemed to have screwed up everything.

But his transfiguration technique is so powerful, the worst thing is to change his body again and get closer to the boy again!

What's this?This is reopening!

Feng Ning took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and felt more and more that the weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly.

But what should it become?

Feng Ning went to Fuming Mountain again to secretly look at the boy.

That beautiful demon boy was rebuilding the house. He didn't use spells, but like an ordinary mortal, holding tools and carrying wooden stakes, he built the wooden house himself.

The hot sun stood above his head, and sweat slid down his cheeks and into his neck.

He wiped his sweat with his sleeve, picked up the wooden hammer on the side and continued to build.

Feng Ning suddenly felt a little sorry for the young man, after all, if he hadn't been too annoying, the young man would not have ruthlessly blown up his house.

Feng Ning observed for a long time, and found that although this demon boy was always extremely indifferent to him, he was very gentle to some other creatures.

Even if a small butterfly accidentally fell into the mud, he would hastily put down the tools in his hand, rescue the butterfly, and use spells to remove the mud from its body.

That beautiful, blue butterfly stretched its wings and flew towards the blue sky and white clouds. The young man looked at its back, his eyes filled with smiles involuntarily.

His smile is so gentle.

Feng Ning's heart is about to melt.

A quarter of an hour later, an identical blue butterfly suddenly fell into the boy's arms like a kite with a broken string.

The boy gently held up the butterfly.

In the blink of an eye, that butterfly suddenly turned into a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in blue.

This butterfly demon seems to have little mana, but there are still slender butterfly tentacles on its forehead.

Looks more and more young and pitiful.

He gently tugged at the corner of the boy's clothes, tears gradually filled his eyes: "...Brother Demon Envoy, I finally found you."

The young man froze for a moment, took a step back, and slowly pulled out his clothes from the butterfly demon's hand: "Are you... the butterfly that fell into the mud just now?"

Die Yaohong said, "Yes, but we also met 18 years ago."

The boy looked a little confused.

The butterfly demon lowered his head and said: "You may not remember, 18 years ago, I was a caterpillar, and you were a little doll. That year, you saved me from the sparrow's mouth and put it back for me." On the tree, I searched for 18 years and finally found you!"

The young man was silent for a while: "...Why did you seek me?"

Butterfly Monster raised his head, and his tone was a little excited: "Brother Demon Envoy, I'm here to repay my kindness!"

juvenile:"……"

How should I put it, Feng Ning is a little disgusted now.

He has lived for tens of thousands of years, almost as old as heaven and earth, and his exact age is beyond count, so he has never called anyone his brother.

But there's no other way, that's what it says in the storybook, no matter how disgusting it is, I have to hold my nose and continue acting.

Therefore, even though he complained in his heart, he wiped away his tears diligently, destroying the tear gas charm in his hand without leaving any trace.

Boy: "...I don't need it."

Butterfly demon: "But Brother Demon Envoy, in our clan, if you receive someone's life-saving grace, you must repay the favor. If you can't repay the favor, you can't become an adult. Look at the tentacles on my body, it's because I didn't repay you. There is no way to take back the favor, so Brother Demon Envoy, you must let me repay you!"

The young man suggested euphemistically: "...can you stop calling me the magician... elder brother? I have a little... stomach upset."

He wasn't the only one who wanted to vomit, Feng Ning saw the young man say that, and immediately asked: "Brother Demon Envoy, what's your name?"

"You can just call me Qinglang." The young man paused and added, "You don't need to add brother."

Got the name!

Feng Ning immediately replied happily: "Hello, Qinglang! My name is Xiaodie! Just call me Diedie!"

It wasn't that Feng Ning didn't want to reveal his real name, but that he was afraid that the boy would hear his name.

Besides.

Among the six realms, the upper god is respected.

As for the name of the God, no one else can use it.

If there really is a butterfly demon named Feng Ning, first of all he has to survive three thunderstorms.

Butterfly?

Qinglang was silent for a while, and said: "I'll call you Xiaolan, how do you want to repay your kindness?"

Feng Ning said: "My spells are limited, so I can only follow by your side. I will do what you do. Are you building a house now? Let me help you."

After speaking, he picked up the ax beside him.

Feng Ning is going to make Qing Lang fall in love with her for a long time.

Qing Lang glanced at him: "I'm just building a house now, do you know where I'm going after sunset?"

"No matter where you go, I will follow you." Feng Ning said affectionately.

"I'm going to Cross the Immortal Frontier."

Feng Ning paused for a moment.

Qing Lang sneered: "Are you scared?"

Feng Ning turned to look at Qing Lang, and said with a very serious expression: "So what about Du Xianfeng? Even if you want to break into the Hall of Yama, I will accompany you."

Qing Lang was stunned for a moment: "...do you know where Du Xianfeng is?"

Feng Ning said: "The fairyland is a heavy place, the mist is a miasma, demons and ghosts will be confused if they enter, and demons will die if they enter."

Qing Lang: "Since you know, you still want to go with me?"

Feng Ning blinked: "You saved my life, so naturally I will go wherever you go."

Qing Lang: "Don't worry, you are a demon, if you go there, you will be unconscious at most, and you won't die."

Feng was quiet for a while, then said: "...but you are a devil."

If you go there, you will be poisoned to death by the fairy mist.

"I can't die either." Qing Lang said, "The rumors are somewhat exaggerated, not all demons will die when they enter."

It is true that not all demons will die when they enter.

But Qing Lang will meet like this.

Even if he is very talented, he is only 20 years old now.

Feng Ning looked at his side face and asked, "Since Du Xianfeng is so dangerous, what are you doing there?"

Qinglang: "Take the dove fruit."

Dove fruit is a high-quality spiritual fruit, but it only grows in Fengmi Valley, and Fengmi Valley is guarded by a vicious five-legged beast. half life.

Therefore, although dove fruit is a good thing, few people risk their lives to pick it.

Then what would this demon boy do if he was a fruit?

It can't be eaten, right? !

So Feng Ning asked again: "What do you use the fruit for?"

The movements of Qing Lang's hands paused, he raised his head to look at the sky, and said softly:

"...Apprenticeship."

His light gray pupils reflected the blue sky and white clouds, looking clear and bright.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if full of anticipation.

But Fengning's mood was not that good.

Apprenticeship?

Which "benevolent teacher" is so vicious?This is not accepting disciples, this is clearly asking Qing Lang to die!

Feng Ning frowned, and immediately asked: "Who do you worship as a teacher? Did that person say that he would accept you as a disciple only if you took the dove tree fruit?"

Qing Lang narrowed his eyes: "Why do you talk so much? If you want to stay by my side, talk less."

Feng Ning reluctantly closed her mouth.

Qing Lang glanced at him, and said: "...Because your voice looks like an old fairy that I hate very much."

Feng Ning: "..."

Feng Ning felt as if she knew who the old fairy he was talking about was.