All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Chapter 44

"You must go?" Feng Ning looked helplessly at Qing Lang who was packing up.

"I will come to pick up the medicine on time."

Qing Lang folded his clothes neatly and put them into the Qiankun bag.

In the past year, although he has been living in his dormitory on the surface, he has slept in Duyu Pavilion for eight out of ten days, and his things have already quietly occupied Fengning's space.

Now that he has put away all his things, Fengning's Duyu Pavilion seems to be half empty.

And it became deserted, as if her popularity had been taken away by Qing Lang.

Feng Ning couldn't help touching the empty table, and looked up at Qing Lang: "Why are you leaving all of a sudden? Didn't you decide to stay here for a month?"

Qinglang put the last thing into the Qiankun bag, and there was no more of his things in the entire Duyu Pavilion.

He put away the Qiankun bag, looked up at Fengning, and said, "Because I don't want to see you again for a moment."

Feng Ning blinked blankly: "...Oh."

... If I had known earlier, I would not have held that anniversary celebration.

Toss in vain.

After all, Qing Lang still wanted to leave, even earlier.

But at a certain moment, he suddenly remembered Qing Lang's slightly moving gaze last night.

...that's all.

It's not a waste of time either.

At least he can be sure.For a moment, Qing Lang was really happy.

After all, Qing Lang really likes this kind of gaudy ritual.

Feng Ning tilted her head and thought for a long time, but she couldn't think of a reason for Qing Lang to stay.

Not to mention convincing Qing Lang, he even has no reason to convince himself.

...Yes, why does he want Qing Lang to stay?

Although Qing Lang said he needed to drink tonic, but now it is enough to drink it once every two days, and it is not impossible for Qing Lang to come and get it on time.

Although Qing Lang is still a disciple in his sect, but his mana is growing rapidly now, he can't learn much in Guining Sect, and he can't find a suitable opponent... Qing Lang can't let Qing Lang and his senior brother who has been superior to him for several years Sisters fight, right?

Qinglang is not yet 22 years old and has only been in Guiningmen for a year.

He always had to take into account the feelings of other inner disciples who lost their mana to Qing Lang.

In this way, going out from Guining Mountain will be more conducive to the improvement of his skills.

As for other reasons...

Originally, Qing Lang's greatest role in staying at Guining Gate was to have a long-term relationship with him, Feng Ning.

But now Qinglang hates him so much, he doesn't believe it, and he doesn't want to have a relationship with him for a long time, so he waits to part ways with him after he leaves, and never sees him again... He can't just pull people to cultivate relationships with them ah?

...Although he also really wants to continue to develop a relationship with Qinglang, after all, it has been cultivated for so long.

It is always a waste to give up halfway.

……Um?

Feng Ning frowned.

Suddenly, an important thing was discovered.

...Does this mean...that it's time for him to plan to find love from other people?

Feng Ning's gaze shifted to Qing Lang again, and she pondered for a moment.

Well, let's find love after a while.

When Qing Lang's body fully recovers, there will be no more hidden dangers.

Wait for Qinglang to survive the thunder of the Heavenly Marriage Stone, and follow his will to reconcile with himself.

At that time, he will continue to look for love.

Anyway, he hasn't found it for 3000 years, so it's not too late.

Feng Ning herself didn't realize it.

It was the first time in his 3000 years.

For the first time, for someone or something, I delayed my plan to find love.

Before that, during those 3000 years, finding love and falling in love had always been Feng Ning's top priority.

above anyone and everything.

"I got to go, bye."

Qinglang's voice helped Fengning get out of the chaotic thoughts.

"I'll see you off." Feng Ning hurriedly said.

"I'll go by myself, so I don't need to trouble you to send me a special ride."

"No trouble." Feng Ning glanced at the sky outside, and said, "Changbai's retreat is over today, and you can just pick him up after I send him off, and he's on his way."

Qing Lang paused.

"Let's go, why aren't you moving?" Fengning turned to look at Qinglang, blinking in confusion: "Is there anything else you forgot? In fact, you don't have to take everything at once, if you leave something behind , just pick it up later.”

"...I haven't forgotten anything."

"Then come out, I'm closing the door."

"……Um."

Qing Lang walked out the door with some hesitant steps.

Changbai also started to practice in seclusion a year ago. After he provided Feng Ning with a portrait of the giant monster, he followed Feng Nian's instructions and warned the No. 20 eighth disciples to take a detour from the giant monster. And go.

But on the way back, Changbai met a rare beast. He was accidentally injured when fighting with the beast, so he took the initiative to go to Jingxin Cliff to practice in seclusion.

Right now is the time to leave the customs.

Jingxin Cliff is not far from the gate of Guining Gate. Feng Ning originally wanted to turn back to welcome Changbai out of the gate after delivering Qinglang, but just as they got near Jingxin Cliff, there was a sudden tremor, and some stones rolled down the slope to the gate. Meditate at the bottom of the cliff.

——This is Changbai who is about to leave the customs.

Feng Ning frowned, turned to Qing Lang and said: "This is not far from the gate of Guining Gate, so I'll send it here, you...don't forget to pick up the medicine on time."

He paused, pointed to the trembling ground, and explained: "Changbai is about to leave the customs now."

Qing Lang lowered his eyes, and said: "Well, I understand, after all, it is extremely important for your most beloved eldest disciple to leave the customs."

After speaking, he turned and left.

In Guining Gate, it is a tradition for Master Fengning to personally greet every disciple who leaves the gate.

It doesn't matter if it's retreat for one year, ten years or even a hundred years.

Feng Ning would greet them immediately and test their retreat results on the spot.

When Feng Ning arrived at Shen Ming Cave, many disciples had already gathered at the entrance of Shen Ming Cave.

As the eldest disciple of the Guining Sect, Changbai has a generous personality and is kind to others. Many juniors and sisters in the sect respect him very much, so they all took the initiative to greet him when he left the gate today.

"Master!" All the disciples saluted in unison.

Feng Ning nodded slightly.

The trembling became more and more serious, and Feng Ning's expression became serious.

"boom!"

There was only a loud noise, and the stone gate at the entrance of the cave was blasted open!

Everyone was shocked to take a step back, and some of them almost fell to the bottom of the cliff. Feng Ning immediately cast a spell, pulling all the disciples behind him forward.

After stabilizing everyone, Feng Ning frowned and looked towards the entrance of the cave.

The dust dispersed, and a dark green figure slowly walked out of the cave while supporting the wall.

Long cypress... something is a little bit wrong.

Although not all the disciples who left the customs in the past years have greatly increased their mana, at least every one of them is full of energy.

And Changbai's whole face was unseemly pale, and his footsteps were also very vain.

He doesn't look like he's been in retreat for a year.

It was like fighting monsters in a cave for a year.

Feng Ning strode up, just touched Chang Bai's sleeve, Chang Bai suddenly fell down and threw herself into Feng Ning's arms.

Feng Ning stretched out her hand to probe his meridian spiritual power, her face became more serious.

Seeing this scene, the other disciples also started chattering and discussing.

Feng Ning looked up at the crowd, and said, "Let's disperse first, and do what you should do."

"But... big brother..."

"He's fine, just a little weak."

After everyone left, Feng Ning frowned and looked at Chang Bai again.

...that's all.

Let Qianglu take a look at the hospital first.

But just as he picked up Changbai horizontally and stood up, he was suddenly grabbed by the shoulder.

Feng Ning turned her head and saw that it was Qing Lang.

"……I come."

In just a moment, the Changbai in his arms was snatched away, and Qing Lang hugged Changbai in a very casual gesture.

Feng Ning was stunned: "Why don't you leave?"

Qing Lang: "Eldest brother is out of customs, I should come and see."

Feng Ning: "I don't remember you loving him so much."

It seemed that this posture occupied both of his hands, Qing Lang frowned, and picked up Changbai and carried it to his shoulder. He raised his eyes to look at Feng Ning, every word was against his will: "...Elder brother Zhaixin Benevolent, gentle personality, I misunderstood him before, and I should treat him better now."

After sending Changbai to the hospital, Qianglu withdrew her hand from his pulse, and her expression became a little hesitant.

"It's true...it's a little strange."

Feng Ning frowned: "What is the problem specifically, is it related to..."

Feng Ning's voice gradually died down, he looked up at Qing Lang who was standing beside him, hesitated for a moment and said: "...Qing Lang, why don't you go out first?"

Qing Lang frowned: "I can't listen to the following words?"

Feng Ning nodded: "Well, it's about Chang Bai's privacy."

Qing Lang lowered his eyes, said I understand, then turned and left.

Seeing Qinglang leave, Fengning looked at Qianglu again, and asked: "...Is it related to his younger brother?"

Qianglu shook her head: "I can't tell, but there is indeed a power in his body that doesn't belong to him."

Feng Ning: "What power?"

Qianglu looked a bit tangled and doubtful, she moved closer to Feng Ning and whispered: "I think... I feel a bit like devil energy entering the body... It's not the kind of turbid energy that the demons use to cultivate now, it's the real ancient evil spirit ..."

Feng was quiet for a moment, then frowned and looked at her: "Are you sure?"

"No... not sure, it's the first time I've seen this kind of situation."

Feng Ning's tone became a little serious: "Since you are not sure, don't talk nonsense. If you speak carelessly, you may ruin him."

Qiang Lu pursed her lips, and said: "...Then let's see when he wakes up, he seems to be waking up soon."

Fengning nodded.

Changbai woke up much slower than expected.

The sky was getting dark, and he didn't show any signs of waking up, Feng Ning was a little dozed off waiting.

"You go first, I'll stay here tonight." Qianglu yawned and said.

"I'll also rest here tonight. If something happens to him, I'm afraid you won't be able to suppress it." Feng Ning said.

Although Changbai is only [-] years old, he is talented, diligent and hard-working. He has practiced swordsmanship for more than [-] years, and he is blessed with the blood of Tianlong... Qianglu, a medical fairy, may not be able to fight with him. beat it.

As night fell, Feng Ning found a bed and rested.

The Anshen Xiang from the medical hall was the most favorable to Feng Ning, and he fell into a comfortable sleep after a while.

But gradually, he noticed something was wrong.

Vaguely, he felt a pair of hands touching his hair and then his cheek.

But that was not Qing Lang's hand.

Feng Ning suddenly opened her eyes.

...is Changbai.

Fengning was stunned for a moment.

This person is Changbai, but not all Changbai.

Chang Bai has always been gentle and courteous, but at this moment he was standing in front of Feng Ning's bed in the dead of night, his blue hair was loose, and he was touching Feng Ning's face with his hands, his eyes shone red in the light of the distant candlelight.

"Master, why are you awake? The night is still deep."

Changbai's smile also became a little weird.

Feng Ning didn't speak, just knocked off the hand on his cheek, he turned his head and looked around, his heart gradually sank.

... Qianglu fell limply on the ground, as if she had been knocked out.

There was no trace of struggle beside her, as if she had been hit by someone.

Feng Ning looked up at Chang Bai, her eyes turned cold: "What's wrong with you? What do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to ask Master one thing."

He suddenly laughed, and his expression became crazy and distorted in an instant.

He stretched out his hand and pinched Feng Ning's chin firmly, his voice was gloomy and terrifying, and his eyes were full of red light: "I just want to ask Master, why is it okay to paint white and blue, but not my brother and me? !"

Feng Ning: "..."

Feng Ning was stunned, the Feng Yu long knife in her hand almost fell to the ground without holding it steady.

Until Qing Lang suddenly jumped out of the window holding the Soul Slaying Sword and fought with Chang Bai.

Until Qianglu got up from the ground and asked what happened with a confused face.

Fengning slowly came back to her senses.

...It turned out that Qianglu was right.

Changbai's appearance has something to do with his younger brother, and also has something to do with the devil energy entering his body.