All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Chapter 39

Qianglu opened her eyes wide: "You don't know what's on your body?"

Qing Lang: "This is... this is the tonic that Master gave me, what exactly is it?"

"...Fengning?"

Qianglu suddenly thought of something, and reached out to probe Qinglang's meridians.

The meridians in Qinglang's body were no different from others when they first probed, but the deeper they probed, the more horrified Qianglu felt: the spiritual power in Qinglang's meridians was as surging as the sea, unfathomable!

This is by no means the power that a demon in his early 20s can possess!

——This is the purest Yang Qi of the Shangshen!

Just at this time, Fengning's weak and feeble face and the rumors of hidden marriage that were prevalent in the whole school combined to crash into her mind!

It turns out...it turns out...

"What is the imprint of this flower? Why can't it appear on me? Did Fengning hide something from me?"

Qianglu's train of thought was immediately interrupted by Qinglang's question after sentence and his cold and irritable tone.

Qianglu regained consciousness in a trance.

Looking at Qing Lang's eyes that suddenly became gloomy, Qiang Lu was a little scared.

She pinched her palms to keep herself calm.

Immediately afterwards, she looked up at Qing Lang, smiled, and her tone became more relaxed.

"This is the Charm Flower, which can only bloom on the corpse of the giant monster. Using it can help people better absorb the spiritual power of the spirit fruit."

...It is the same as what Feng Ning said.

Qing Lang: "Then why were you so shocked just now? You still think that I, a demon, won't have such a mark?"

Qianglu blinked: "Ju Li Yao is not easy to kill, and the shelf life of this flower is short, so the price of Du Meihua is very expensive in the market, and the vendors who sell this flower are usually old gods in the fairy world, with old-fashioned and arrogant personalities. Quite, the Mozu people can’t buy it even if they have money... The mark on your body is so obvious, it looks like you are using it frequently, hey, where did you buy it? A friend of the Mozu wants to do it too. to this thing."

Qing Lang frowned, vaguely feeling something was wrong.

"...It's the Ju Li Yao who Master took me to kill personally." After finishing speaking, Qing Lang stood up a little irritably, and said, "It's nothing, I'll go first."

"Farewell." Qianglu stopped him, "I'll fix your arm first, otherwise your eccentric master who treats you like a baby will feel distressed when he sees it."

After Qing Lang left, Qiang Lu immediately changed her face.

She hurriedly opened the drawer and looked for the sound transmission talisman, but she couldn't find it after searching for a long time, so she hurriedly squeezed another teleportation talisman and pushed open the door of Duyu Pavilion.

Looking at Feng Ning who was sitting on the desk reading a book, she said angrily:

"Fengning! Are you out of your mind? What exactly are you trying to do?!"

Feng Ning raised her head: "You're out of your mind, you came here to scold me in the middle of the night?"

Qianglu took a deep breath: "You should scold, you are not clear-headed at all! You use dual cultivation to infuse Qing Lang with spiritual power, and Qing Lang's skill has improved, how about you? You think you are strong enough to be strong Do you? Do you think you won't die?!"

Feng Ning's expression changed: "...how do you know?"

Qianglu gritted her teeth: "Wu Meihua!"

Feng Ning was about to speak, but suddenly fell silent, frowning and looking outside the door.

"Hush." ​​Feng Ning whispered, "Let's go out and say that Qing Lang is coming back."

"...Come back? Are you all living together?" Seeing that Feng Ning had twisted out a teleportation talisman, Qianglu said, "Wait a minute."

She took out a book and stuffed it on the shelf before saying, "Let's go."

The two teleported to the backyard of the hospital, Feng Ning asked him: "What did you put on my bookcase just now?"

"Medical books, there are instructions on Du Meihua."

Seeing Feng Ning's suddenly tense face, Qiang Lu glanced at him, and said, "Don't worry, I've corrected it with magic, and I won't let your little disciple find out the truth."

"Qianglu." Feng Ning sincerely thanked, "You are so reliable!"

Qianglu: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Hiding it, it seems that I can't hide it anymore.

Besides, Qianglu is a serious medical fairy, if something happens to Qing Lang's body in the future, she may be able to help.

Feng Ning thought for a while, then told her everything that could be said in detail.

Qianglu was dumbfounded when she heard this, and never closed her mouth from beginning to end.

At the end, she couldn't help asking: "Does Qing Dahuai know that you used this method to help his great-grandson replenish his yang energy?"

Feng Ning shook her head: "He doesn't know, he went on a wandering trip and hasn't come back yet."

Qing Dahuai will go out for a wandering once every ten years, and everyone knows that he can't be shaken.

Feng Ning: "Now do you know why I did this? I owe him all this."

Qianglu: "Even if it costs your life?"

Feng Ning pondered for a long time, then smiled: "I shouldn't die so easily, right?"

Qianglu opened her mouth, as if she still couldn't understand.

"You...you don't care about using this method at all..." Qianglu paused, looked up at Fengning, and asked cautiously, "Fengning, do you like Qinglang a little bit?"

Feng Ning's eyes lit up: "Really? Do you think I'm in love with him?! Do I look like I'm in love now?! Am I successful?"

Qianglu: "..."

She turned her head a little unbearably.

"……forget it."

What could she expect a rock to know?

When Fengning returned to Duyu Pavilion, Qing Langguo was actually reading the medical book that Qianglu hid in the bookcase.

"Where did you go?" Qing Lang put down the book in his hand and looked up at Feng Ning.

Feng Ning shook the iron cage in his hand, and said with a smile, "I found a cage for the little Qilin that can withstand chewing."

Feng Ning leaned over and looked at the medical book in his hand: "What are you reading?"

"Du Mei Hua." Qing Lang lowered his eyes, "Master has asked me to take this flower more than ten times this year, but I don't even know its name."

Feng Ning and Qianglu had already made an offering, he exchanged the cage for Qilin, and said, "It's okay if you don't know, these flowers are hard to buy, even if you know the name, we can pick them ourselves."

After speaking, he looked up at Qing Lang: "Qing Lang, what's the matter with you? Why do you look sullen?"

Qing Lang lowered his head and did not speak.

Feng Ning stood up, walked in front of him, gently smoothed his eyebrows with her fingers, and said: "If there is anything unhappy, please tell me? I want to know."

Qinglang said: "...I don't know, it's just that today I suddenly...suddenly feel a little unsteady, like standing on a cloud."

Feng Ning smiled and said: "I am Shangshen, if you lead me, even if you are walking on the clouds, you can walk steadily."

"What if Master lets go of my hand?"

The young man's voice was hoarse, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Ning, his pupils trembled slightly under the moonlight, it was almost heartbreaking.

Fengning suddenly wanted to make him happy.

"No." Fengning said.

But these two words were too powerless, Qing Lang's eyes moved, but the uneasiness inside still existed.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of Qianglu asking him: "Do you like Qinglang a little bit?"

So Feng Ning blinked, and learned what she had learned: "Qing Lang, I think I like you a little bit."

Qing Lang was stunned.

The loneliness and anxiety in his eyes were swept away in an instant, leaving only a slight tremor:

"……Can you say that again."

Feng Ning said: "I think, I seem to like it a little..."

His words were blocked by a passionate kiss.

Feng Ning put her arms around Qing Lang's neck lightly, closed her eyes and kissed him back.

he thinks:

I didn't lie, I said it seemed.

When Qing Lang woke up the next day, the sun was shining brightly, warm and cheerful.

It seemed that last night, his sudden depression was just an illusion.

He lightly bites Fengning's cheek, lightly bites Fengning's earlobe, and puts his head on Fengning's chest while hugging Fengning.

If he was a monster with poor spells, his tail would probably come out excitedly and shake around at this moment.

Seeing his appearance, Feng Ning also felt in a good mood.

Feng Ning rubbed his hair, said with a smile: "Get up!"

The sunlight outside the window fell on the boy, casting a layer of golden light on his whole body.

He is dressing, he is putting on a crown, and he is arranging his Zhanhunjian.

His eyebrows are stretched, and there is a bright smile on his face. Every angle, every profile is so good that it can be painted.

Feng Ning suddenly felt cheerful in her heart.

Qing Lang is so good, he should fall in love with Qing Lang completely one day.

Feng Ning thought firmly in her heart.

His heart was so clear and open, as if he saw the other side of the boundless ocean.

"The spirit-eating net is about to shatter and fall off in Qing Lang's body, should we ask Qing Dahuai for help? After all, it was his restriction." Qianglu asked.

Feng Ning shook her head: "I can't contact him."

Qianglu frowned: "But at the moment when the spirit-eating net in Qinglang's body was broken, no one knew what would happen. What if his muscles and bones regained..."

"There is no chance, I have been trapped by him this year..." Feng Ning paused for a moment, and changed his rhetoric, "The spiritual power that was sent to him is enough for a whole sect to cultivate, how could it not be able to restrain him? The muscles and bones in the body?"

"That's right." Qianglu nodded, "When will the Devouring Net be broken? We have to prepare."

Feng Ning: "Hurry up, it should be only these two days."

The Soul Devouring Net was shattered when Qing Lang was practicing the sword.

Qing Lang was good at sword practice, but suddenly he vomited a mouthful of blood.

He fell straight from the air, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Everyone was shocked and went to watch.

Only Feng Ning walked over with a calm expression, dispersed the crowd, and picked up the fainted Qing Lang from the ground.

"I'm going to go to the doctor's office for the sword practice and the duel." Feng Ning glanced at Ling Feng next to him, and said, "Ling Feng, help me watch them."

Ling Feng: "Yes."

After explaining, Feng Ning walked into the medical clinic with Qing Lang in his arms.

Qing Lang looks like an ordinary person, just a common coma symptom, but if you look carefully, you will find that every joint and gap in him is faintly shining with golden light.

He seemed to be in great pain now, his eyes were closed, his lips were white and trembling, some unintelligible ravings kept coming out of his mouth, and fine cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

The moment Feng Ning put him on the bed, she finally heard the ravings in his mouth clearly.

He was calling Master, calling Fengning, calling... I hurt.

At the end of the yelling, he didn't complain of pain anymore, he just called Feng Ning's name one after another, as if Feng Ning was his analgesic pill.

Feng Ning paused for a moment, not knowing what to do.

He touched Qing Lang's cheek and held Qing Lang's hand tightly.

But this didn't seem to have the slightest effect, so he kissed Qing Lang's lips again.

Qinglang couldn't hear any of his words now, but after Fengning kissed him, she lightly rubbed his nose with the tip of her nose and said, "I'm here."

"Clap!"

Suddenly there was a strange movement behind her, Feng Ning turned her head and saw it was Qianglu.

Qianglu didn't know why she was in a daze, she just stared at him blankly, and opened her mouth slightly.

Feng Ning asked: "What's wrong?"

"...It's nothing." Qianglu lowered her head and picked up the medicine box she had just dropped on the floor, and said, "I made him a painkiller pill, but the Bone Eater is special, and I don't know if it will work or not."

"Try first, something is better than nothing."

Feng Ning was about to reach out to take it, but found her hand was tightly grasped by Qing Lang.

So Feng Ning switched to the other hand, and took the pill in a somewhat awkward posture.

Seeing that Feng Ning's arms were almost twisted into twists, Qiang Lu frowned: "...It doesn't matter if you take your hands out."

Feng Ning glanced at her firmly grasped hand, and said, "I can't get it out."

Qianglu: "..."

Can't get it out?

You were just caught by the hand of a patient. If you don’t know, you thought you were trapped by the supreme golden light chain of ten thousand years black iron? !

It's hard to say whether Qianglu's elixir is useful or not.

It's just that as soon as Feng Ning fed Qing Lang, Qing Lang's expression became more painful.

After a while, he passed out from the pain.

Fengning frowned and looked at Qianglu, with a bit of condemnation in her eyes: "This is your analgesic pill?"

Qianglu: "At least I don't cry out for pain now, do I?"

Feng Ning: "..."

It is true.

Feng Ning carefully pulled his red hand out of Qing Lang's hand, then he leaned over again, kissed Qing Lang's forehead very naturally and comfortingly, then stood up and put the The curtains on the bed were drawn.

Qianglu closed her mouth, which she had never seen before, and accidentally opened her mouth wide, coughed twice, and said: "He probably will faint for a while, let's put a sound-proof enchantment on it, so that I, a doctor from the hospital, won't come People quarreled with him."

Feng Ning frowned: "Then if he wakes up and calls me inside, what should I do if I can't hear him?"

Qianglu thought for a while, and said, "Then you put on a one-way sound transmission talisman, so that we can hear him, but he can't hear us."

After placing Qing Lang, Feng Ning sat aside a little tiredly, and drank two large bowls of tonic.

"Yesterday again..." Qianglu adjusted her wording, and said, "Did you send Yang power to him again?"

Fengning nodded.

Qianglu frowned and said: "He doesn't know restraint, and he doesn't know the situation, don't you know it too? You have to indulge him like this?"

Feng Ning said: "Actually, it's okay, if it wasn't like this, how could he break through the spirit-eating net so quickly."

After all, in his plan, it would take decades at least to break through the Soul Devouring Net.

It turned out to be done in a year.

Qianglu frowned and looked at Fengning, both angry and helpless.

Feng Ning smiled and said, "Why do you care about me so much now? This is not like you, Qianglu?"

Qianglu: "What about you? Then why don't you care about yourself at all?"

"I've said it before, I owe him everything." Feng Ning paused, lowering her eyes slightly.

"Do you know why Qinglang came to Ningmen?" Feng Ning laughed at himself, "Because he said he respected me, he said that I rescued him 12 years ago and helped shape his bones."

"...But he didn't know at all. He looked like a little monster at the time. How could I save him? I even wanted to catch it for you and let you use it as medicine...I said it was his enemy. After that, he actually regarded me as a benefactor."

Feng Ning continued: "... I owe him more than just this matter. I was the one who enlightened him and turned him into a monster. I was the one who almost killed him and broke his bones. I also misunderstood my own intentions, stalked him, and even engraved our names on the wedding stone to bind us together. He has been folded in my hands all his life, so how can I not be responsible to him?"

Feng Ning sighed: "This life, even if it is paid to him."

Qianglu listened, and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, he has absorbed your yang energy now, and his skills have greatly increased. In the future, he may be able to resist the sky thunder of the wedding stone. Can you get separated from him? Don't you have to be tied to him?"

Feng Ning was taken aback: "I never thought about this..."

As he spoke, he bent his eyes and laughed.

"It can be regarded as a blessing and a curse."

"Snapped!"

A loud cracking sound came from behind.

Feng Ning's heart trembled, and she turned her head stiffly.

The enchantment he cast was broken, and a sound transmission talisman stuck upside down fluttered to the ground.

The curtains on the bed were swayed by the nameless gust of wind, the whole earth seemed to be trembling, and even the medicine on the medicine cabinet fell all over the place.

The demon boy who was supposed to faint on the bed stood up at some point and was walking step by step.

The man's complexion was dark, his eyes were red, and his body was surrounded by an evil spirit that he had never seen before.

The baleful aura was amazing, but it was different from ordinary evil spirits. It was even mixed with the aura of co-existence between heaven and earth. Just looking at it, one could feel the coldness overflowing from the soles of the feet, the cold hairs stood up, and fear arose in one's heart.

Qinglang stared at Fengning, followed by a voice of gnashing of teeth, full of resentment and anger, almost from hell.

"Fortune and misfortune depend on each other? Then tell me, what is blessing? What is misfortune?!"