All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Chapter 30

Changbai's expression was too obvious.

His face was pale, his pupils tightened, and he was beyond shocked.

It seemed like the sky was falling.

Feng Ning thought it was nothing at first, but when she saw Chang Bai's expression, she also felt embarrassed.

... At that moment, his emotions subtly sympathized with the old father who was seen by the son of the dead wife who was hooking up with a newcomer.

Suddenly such a weird thought popped up in Fengning's heart.

Embarrassment is embarrassment, but don't panic.

cough cough...

He, Feng Ning, was not doing evil things that violated public order and morals, but was just pursuing love.

Seeing that the white-painted ears beside her were already completely red, Feng Ning, who said those nasty words, still looked calm and calm.

He looked up at his senior and junior disciples, his face was calm, and his tone of concern was just right: "Your sword practice is very good, why did you come to the medical center? But you were injured?"

His expression and eyes are so calm and composed, without any sense of shame or panic, it even makes Chang Bai feel in a trance that what he just saw is just an illusion.

But in Qing Lang's eyes, this expression became one of Feng Ning's brazen crimes.

Qing Lang lowered his eyes slowly, his voice was cold and clear: "It hurt my neck."

"... Doctor... Immortal Doctor is out temporarily, let me take a look for you." Tu Bai touched his earlobe, stood up, and walked towards Qing Lang.

Seeing the wound on Qing Lang's neck that was about to heal, Tu Bai was stunned for a moment, then looked down at Qing Lang.

But it happened that Qing Lang was also raising his eyelids to look at him.

Under the sunlight, Qing Lang's gray eyes became more and more clear, like cold transparent beads.

Amidst that clarity, the emotion in Qing Lang's eyes also undisguisedly shot straight into Tu Bai's eyes.

——Cold, fierce, full of doubts.

It seems to be telling Tu Bai brightly - I am not here to see a doctor, but to catch an adulterer.

Tu Bai lowered his head in a panic, not daring to look into his eyes again, his lips trembled and his fingers curled up.

"Is there any problem?" Feng Ning asked from behind.

Qing Lang brushed his fingertips across his neck, using spells to hide the scar.

Then he turned his head to Fengning and said, "No problem."

Feng Ning nodded, he looked at Qinglang, then at Changbai beside him who had been hanging his head in silence, and said: "Injuries in martial arts are common from time to time, and you don't have to blame yourself for it."

When Changbai spoke, his voice was a little hoarse: "...disciple understands."

He paused, then saluted Feng Ning again, and said: "If Master has no other orders, this disciple will leave first."

Fengning nodded.

Changbai saluted Fengning respectfully again, then slowly turned and left.

"Aren't you going?" Feng Ning turned to look at Qing Lang and asked.

Qing Lang: "Have I influenced the two of you to fall in love here?"

Feng Ning nodded: "A little bit."

Qing Lang: "...you are not shy at all."

Feng Ning's eyes were open and sincere: "What's so good..."

Feng Ning's face suddenly changed, and her voice stopped abruptly.

His calm and breezy appearance just now disappeared without a trace, and he even hurriedly took out several cosmos bags to look for weapons at hand.

"...Fengning! I heard you're here!"

A strong voice came from outside the door, and Feng Ning hurriedly hid a fog bomb in her hand behind her back.

Qing Dahuai walked into the door of the medical hall, and said in a rough voice: "...Fengning, have you seen my little stone?! We can't find him anywhere now..."

Qing Dahuai's voice stopped abruptly.

He didn't see Qing Lang in the corner diagonally behind him, but instead saw Feng Ning and Tu Bai beside Feng Ning at a glance.

He narrowed his eyes gloomyly: "...Old Feng, isn't this the little rabbit demon you hooked up with at the blind date meeting? Can you explain to me why it appeared at Guining Gate now?"

Qing Dahuai pulled out the cane while speaking, waving it casually in his hands.

It's like playing.

However, Feng Ning could clearly see the murderous spirit from his movements.

Feng Ning: "..."

Fengning finally panicked.

Qing Dahuai raised his eyes to look at Fengning, and smiled coolly: "What is this? It's a treasure in the golden house."

Feng Ning swallowed, and subconsciously took two steps back.

The little rabbit painted white still has a pair of confused eyes, unaware that the crisis has come.

Qing Dahuai pressed on step by step: "Old Feng, you are not very authentic in doing this, are you? You said that you are married now, and you have also cultivated double cultivation. What's the matter with this now? I'm afraid I don't have enough grandchildren." Miserable, do you want to see him being struck by lightning with your own eyes?"

... double... double cultivation?

Tu Bai's entire face turned pale, he looked at Fengning and then at Qinglang, as if he was about to pass out in a second.

Feng Ning: "..."

Qing Dahuai swung the vine in the air, making a sound like thunder.

He smiled sinisterly and said, "Old Feng, at least we got to know each other once, why don't you tell me that you are preparing for the time to officially have an affair, so that I can prepare for my little stone in advance. Don't let my great-grandson leave so hastily, okay?"

Feng Ning backed away while laughing dryly: "What's the affair? How could it happen? Tu Bai and I are innocent, there's nothing wrong..."

Qing Dahuai: "Oh? You like people so much that you hide them in Guining Mountain secretly, and you still pretend to be garlic with me?"

Feng Ning hurriedly waved her hands: "I don't like it, I don't like it, you also know my virtues, how can I fall in love with someone so quickly, at most I have a good impression of him now, I think he is more suitable for dating, absolutely no to like..."

Feng Ning was halfway through speaking, and when he saw Qing Lang's sneer, he felt something was wrong.

He turned his head away slowly.

Sure enough, Tu Bai's entire eye circles turned red, and tears began to flow down.

He bit his lips tightly, his whole body trembled, and then turned into a little rabbit with a swish.

It disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Feng Ning: "..."

It’s over.

His road to love collapsed again.

Feng Ning silently turned her head to look at Qing Lang.

Standing in the shadows, Qing Lang smiled so happily, as if it could light up the whole room.

Qing Dahuai followed Feng Ning's gaze and found his great-grandson standing in the corner.

"...Grandpa Zeng, why did you come to me in such a hurry?"

Qing Lang stepped out of the shadows, his voice full of uncontrollable joy.

Qing Dahuai: "..."

Seeing the worthless smile on his great-grandson's face, Qing Dahuai sighed heavily in his heart.

Thinking that his great-grandson really fell in love with Fengning, a lump of rock, he felt like his heart was full of rocks, heavy.

Qing Dahuai looked up at Qing Lang, and said, "Have you been here for the past few days? Looks like you're doing pretty well."

Qinglang's brows and eyes were stained with a smile: "Master is helping me improve my abilities and skills."

Qing Dahuai nodded: "Oh, it's very important to improve your cultivation level, and the succession ceremony in the devil world is not important, is it?"

The smile on Qing Lang's face froze suddenly, and he pursed his lips, as if he suddenly thought of something: "...I'll go back right away."

Feng Ning raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You can forget such a big thing, you really are a playful child."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Qing Dahuai glared at him: "It's not because of you!"

Feng Ning: "...?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Feng Ning felt that the way Qing Dahuai looked at him was like looking at a female fairy who seduces a hard-working young scholar and makes him waste his studies.

The succession ceremony that Qinglang is going to attend is not the succession ceremony of the demon king, but the succession ceremony of the successor of the demon king.

Although he is the only heir of the current demon king, he is also the only heir recognized by the royal family of the demon world.

But to become an official heir of the Demon Realm, to become a little devil lord, not only the recognition of the royal blood, the recognition of the royal family, the recognition of the democracy of the Demon Realm, but more importantly, the recognition of the Heavenly Purification Stone of the Demon Realm.

The Tianjing Stone is a sacred object in the demon world, and every time it appears, it is to verify the next demon master of the demon world.

The whole body of the Tianjing Stone is black, but only when the demon master who is qualified to succeed the Demon Realm puts his hand on it, the stone will slowly turn white.

The more pure and transparent it is, the stronger the demon king's ability to transform the dirty air will be, and the higher the achievement will be.

However, due to the noble blood of the demon royal family, the demon world has now replaced [-] demon kings, but every demon king can pass the test of the heavenly purification stone, it is just a matter of transparency.

"When using the Sky Purity Stone for the test, don't think about it wildly. Just gather your energy and slowly transfer your strength into the stone, and everything will be fine."

"Left and right are just a cutscene, there is no need to be nervous."

Before entering the arena, his mother helped him tidy up his clothes, suppressed some of his sharp temperament, and asked him gently.

But no one thought that it was this "going through the motions" that went wrong.

At the succession ceremony, a million demon monarchs stood under the roof, with a magnificent momentum, and the sound was like thunder and majestic in the mountains, rivers and oceans.

Countless demon people stood around the roof, shouting, looking up, and jumping for joy, to see the true face of their next demon king with gray eyes.

"Ugh-"

The horn blows.

Millions of demon soldiers stepped on the ground and shouted, as if the entire sky and the ground were trembling.

Countless monsters also gathered together, flying in the sky, running on the ground, climbing on trees, intelligent and non-intelligent. They seemed to be naturally attracted by this scene, and looked at the center of the roof with unison.

Qing Lang wore a white coat and a black robe, walking step by step in the center of the rooftop.

The black Tianjing Stone stood quietly on the stage.

It is black, but not completely black. If you have to find out, it is a gray-black color.

It also has a light gray letter printed on it:

--"net".

This is the origin of the name Tianjingshi.

The sound of the horn suddenly increased, and a million demon soldiers began to shout Qing Lang's name.

The people fell silent, looking at their future king.

How powerful will their future king be?

The power of the first Demon King is particularly powerful. He created the entire Demon World, so his Heavenly Purity Stone is extremely clear, as clear as water.

The strength of the ninth Demon Realm is the weakest. Since then, the Demon Realm has been bullied by the Heaven Realm more and more. His Tianjing Stone is milky white, like rich milk.

What about Qing Lang?What about their No.19 Demon Lord?

He has clear gray eyes, and he has extremely high talent and understanding. When he was 19 years old, some monsters who were eight or nine hundred years old were no match for him.

Will he create the next prosperous world in the devil world?

Qing Lang closed his eyes and opened them again, and slowly put his hands on them.

"boom!"

A thunderbolt suddenly struck, making everyone tremble in fright.

Immediately afterwards, the entire sky darkened, and dark clouds suddenly rose, forming a dense mass of darkness.

Thunder and lightning raged in the black clouds, like a raging Tyrannosaurus.

But no one had time to take care of the sudden thunderstorm.

Everyone, every pair of eyes, was staring straight at the Tianjing Stone.

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock.

——They saw a cloud of black air suddenly lingering around the gray-black Sky Purification Stone, and that black air was continuously sucked into the Sky Purification Stone... dyeing it into pure pitch black.

No one has ever seen such pure black.

He seemed unable to reflect any sunlight, making it impossible to see the lines and unevenness of the stone.

He was so dark that he could absorb all the light in the world.

Like an evil monster that shouldn't exist in this world.

Qing Lang's mind was buzzing, and it went blank in an instant.

He has never encountered such a situation - not only him, but the entire Demon Race has never encountered such a situation.

Qing Lang looked around hastily.

His great-grandpa stared blankly at the stone, as if lost in thought.

His father looked at him worriedly, very nervous.

His mother was pale and short of breath.

His demon soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing whose allegiance they should serve.

His people looked hesitant, clenched their hands into fists, raised them up and put them down, hesitating whether to shout and demonstrate.

He looked over, and over, and over again.

Then he saw a white figure under a dark cloud.

Like the full moon in the dark clouds, in the dark night.

It lit up the sky.

——It's Fengning.

In the dark crowd, in the dark sky, among the hesitant faces.

Feng Ning looked at Qing Lang and walked towards him step by step.

Feng Ning's face gradually became clear, and the corners of his plain white clothes lifted up slightly.

With a gentle and reassuring smile in his brows and eyes, he said:

"Don't be afraid."

"I am here."