All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Chapter 65

"Little Shitou, what happened to your arm?" Qing Dahuai put down the melon seeds in his hand, with a worried expression on his face, "Injured?"

Qing Lang was silent for a moment, then slowly put down the hand rubbing his arm: "No, it's just a little numb."

Qing Dahuai sighed: "I practiced sword all night last night, hey, what are you doing so hard, we are already very good, so there is no need to work so hard..."

Qing Lang: "...No, I didn't sleep well last night."

——was held by Feng Ning and slept all night.

Qing Lang looked up at Qing Dahuai, and asked, "Grandpa Zeng, what did you ask me to come here today?"

"It's okay, so you can't come and see your great-grandpa?"

"The demon servant who sent the message said that you came to me to discuss something with me."

Qing Dahuai sighed deeply, with a regretful expression: "Well, is there really no room for change in your marriage with that girl in the underworld?"

Qing Lang: "Grandpa Zeng, I have already explained this matter to you, you misheard, we have never had a marriage contract."

Qing Dahuai lowered his eyebrows and said: "Hey, what a pity, I have already thought about what to do with your wedding and what kind of wedding dress to wear, and I have also found a way to make the welcoming team feel as comfortable as possible." Passing through the Guining Gate..."

Qing Lang: "What are you doing passing by Guining Gate?"

"Of course it's for Fengning to see! I just want him to see how you're married to someone else, so that he can get angry."

Qing Lang lowered her eyes: "He has no self in his heart, how can I make him angry if I marry someone else?"

Qing Dahuai froze for a moment, then seemed to realize: "...Yes."

He scratched his head, a little dazed: "...But why do I always feel that he will be very angry if he knows about it?"

Qing Lang's expression also became dazed.

Suddenly, that snowy night flashed in his mind, when Feng Ning tried to steal a kiss from him, she cried and said she liked him, and begged him...would he not marry the queen of the underworld.

Qing Lang pulled his thoughts away from the memories, he lowered his head and drank a cup of herbal tea, but no matter what he couldn't suppress the sourness and emotion that flowed slowly in his heart.

Qing Lang put down the tea bowl, and asked again: "Grandpa Zeng, have you ever told anyone else about this?"

Qing Dahuai: "I'm not stupid. The current situation is turbulent. How dare I tell others about you and the underworld? I also told your aunt."

He touched the back of his head and said: "...It's just that when I was talking about this with your aunt, an inexplicable stone suddenly hit me... I was shocked, and I thought it was the old piece of Guining Mountain. The stone appeared..."

... Feng Ning must have smashed it.

Qing Lang lowered his eyes, and involuntarily curled the corners of his lips.

Qing Dahuai thought he had read it wrong: "Little Stone, what are you laughing at? Is it funny that I was hit by a stone?"

"No." Qing Lang quickly suppressed his smile and said respectfully, "Grandpa Zeng, please continue."

"There's nothing left to say." Qing Dahuai paused, and his expression suddenly became excited again, "But I sneaked to Guining Mountain last night and heard a rumor."

Qing Lang: "What rumor?"

Qing Dahuai leaned over and smiled: "I heard that something happened to Feng Ning, his disciples couldn't contact him no matter what sound transmission talisman, someone even used their emergency call for help from Gui Ningmen According to their description, Feng Ning seemed to be trapped in some kind of enchantment. Hey, you don’t know, Feng Ning’s seventh disciple was crying, saying that his master must have been captured by a monster. I almost laughed out loud when I heard that..."

Qing Lang: "..."

Qing Lang suddenly felt a little guilty, lowered his head and drank tea silently.

Although Qing Dahuai had a carefree and gloating look on his face, he had actually been secretly watching his great-grandson's expression.

Seeing that there was not the slightest shock on Qinglang's face, nor the slightest worry, nor the slightest anxiety, Qing Dahuai immediately relaxed, and almost felt like crying in relief.

He still couldn't hold back, raised his head and wiped away his tears.

He patted Qing Lang on the shoulder, and said in an impassioned tone: "Little Shitou, you have finally grown up, you have finally come out! You finally put him down completely, Grandpa Zeng, I am so happy! Actually, I was so scared just now, afraid that you would Run and save him!"

Qing Lang: "...What should I save him for?"

Qing Dahuai: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Qinglang was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would reveal his secrets, so he stood up and said, "Grandpa Zeng, I'm leaving first if there's nothing else to do, and you don't need to tell me about Fengning's affairs in the future, I don't care about him at all."

Qing Dahuai: "Yeah, let's go."

Looking at Qing Lang's straight back, Qing Dahuai was so happy that she shed two lines of tears.

My great-grandson finally let go!

But... that old Feng Ning seemed to be in some kind of trouble.

The messenger talisman he sent this morning has not been heard from until now.

Qing Dahuai wiped away the happy tears on his face, and his expression became a little dignified.

Both the sound transmission talisman and the message transmission talisman are transported by spiritual power. There is an enchantment in this secret room, and no news can be transmitted, nor can it be transmitted, but because two holes were opened in the wall of the secret room last night , There was also a gap in the barrier, Feng Ning woke up today, and saw countless sound transmission symbols piled up in front of him like snowflakes.

Most of them were passed on by his disciples.

Feng Ning was about to reply to their letter when she saw a different messenger talisman.

The letter paper of this messenger talisman seems to be torn from an old book, it is very irregular, and the handwriting is also claws and claws, revealing randomness everywhere.

Only three words were written on it.

"Are you dead?"

Even though the letter was not signed, Feng Ning recognized Qing Dahuai's handwriting at a glance.

He raised his eyebrows and replied, "Sorry, not yet."

As soon as his messenger talisman was sent out, a new one came again: "Caught by some monster? Telling it makes me happy."

Feng Ning: "Forget it, you probably won't be happy if you say it."

The third messenger talisman flew over: "...you were actually caught by a monster, what kind of monster? It's a rare thing!"

Feng Ning: "Thank you for your concern, my life is safe."

The fourth messenger talisman: "Who cares about you? Just watch the fun."

The fifth messenger talisman followed: "You must tell me when you are about to die, I want to celebrate as soon as possible."

Feng Ning smiled and replied: "Okay."

Just as Feng Ning sent out the messenger talisman, she vaguely heard a strange sound outside.

Qing Lang is not here, who sneaked in?

Feng Ning walked to the opening of the stone gate, leaned over to look out, and finally saw Xiao Xi.

Xiaoxi frowned, looked around the Qinglang bedroom with a serious face, and then prepared to go out.

As soon as Feng Ning saw his walking posture, she knew it.

——This is not Xiaoxi.

It was his second disciple, Ling Feng.

"Knock knock."

Feng Ning knocked on the stone door next to the entrance of the cave.

When Ling Feng heard the movement, he immediately touched the soft sword on his waist, and turned his head vigilantly.

Seeing the half-familiar face at the entrance of the cave, Ling Feng was startled for a moment, then hurried over: "Master!"

Feng Ning looked at his face and said, "You pretended to be Xiao Xi?"

Ling Feng: "Yes, I learned from you, this is more conducive to entering and exiting the magic palace."

"Then you don't really like it." Feng Ning said, "The acting skills are so poor, I recognized it at a glance."

Ling Feng: "Master has taught you the right thing, and this disciple will definitely remember it."

Ling Feng paused for a moment, touched the opening of the cave, and looked a little dazed.

He could tell that an enchantment had been applied here, but it was the first time he had seen an enchantment with a hole.

Immortals often know the illusion technique, Feng Ning can fly out of this hole by transforming into a bird at will, so he doesn't quite understand why Feng Ning still stays in this secret room.

Feng Ning saw his confusion, stretched out her left hand, and showed him the fairy-binding rope on her wrist: "There is still a fairy-binding rope here, so I can't get out."

Ling Feng immediately said: "Master, wait for a moment, this disciple will use illusion to go in through this hole and break the rope for you."

Feng Ning: "No, this is not an ordinary immortal rope, it's a rope made of living tendons, and you alone can't break it."

He paused, and said: "Besides, I don't want to cut this rope."

Ling Feng immediately remembered the uniqueness of this living tendon.

He frowned and said: "Qinglang has betrayed the master and imprisoned you here, why should the master care about his life?"

Feng Ning smiled and said: "Ling Feng, do you still remember that Qing Lang and I were husband and wife?"

Ling Feng: "...remember."

Feng Ning: "I don't want to hurt him because I have him in my heart, and I was bound here voluntarily by him. Don't say that the rope he tied me with is a fairy rope made of living tendons. Even if I give me a straw Tied up, I also don't want to go."

Ling Feng frowned, as if he didn't understand.

Feng Ning sighed with a smile: "You will understand in the future, now you go first, even if you pretend to be Xiaoxi, but you don't look like it, if someone sees you, you must reveal your secrets, you go back first Go to Ningmen, soothe the emotions of other disciples, let them rest assured, and say that nothing will happen to me."

Ling Feng has always been an obedient disciple, upon hearing what Feng Ning said, he bowed immediately, turned and left.

But as soon as Ling Feng opened the door, he saw the new monarch of the Demon Realm, his former junior 56, standing at the door expressionlessly.

I don't know how long I've been here.

Ling Feng's eyes sank, and he pressed his hand on the soft sword at his waist.

It stands to reason that now that he is pretending to be Xiaoxi, he can directly bow respectfully and find an excuse to leave.

But Qinglang's expression was gloomy and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. It was obvious that he had discovered his identity, or heard the conversation between him and Fengning just now.

Qing Lang stared at him for a while, then suddenly looked away, and said flatly: "You go, don't come again."

Ling Feng lowered his eyes, brushed his body and walked forward, but he stopped after taking two steps, he turned his head to look at Qing Lang, and said in a low voice: "If Master has any merits, I will return to Ningmen disciples. Condemn with my life."

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Qing Lang's eyes, but before he could say anything, Ling Feng had already disappeared into a wisp of smoke.

"You let Ling Feng go?" Feng Ning asked.

Although Feng Ning did not hear their words clearly, she saw their dispute.

Qing Lang looked at Feng Ning's half face at the entrance of the cave, and said in a sarcastic tone, "You really have cultivated a group of good disciples, all of them will protect you with their lives, and everyone is loyal."

Feng Ning nodded: "Indeed, I established the Guining Gate for more than three thousand years, and I raised you as a traitor."

Qing Lang raised his eyebrows: "According to what you said, Changbai is also your good apprentice?"

Feng Ning: "Of course, Changbai is my favorite student. It's just that his younger brother has some problems with his thinking, but the overall flaws are not concealed."

Qing Lang sneered.

Feng Ning looked up at Qing Lang, with a gentle gleam in his eyes: "Of course, no matter how good others are, they are still not one ten-thousandth as good as you in my eyes. After all, they are my disciples, but you are my beloved." .”

Qing Lang: "..."

Qinglang put the playbook he had found into the Qiankun bag with fever, and threw it in through the hole: "...the playbook you asked for this morning."

"Thank you." Feng Ning accepted it with a smile on her face.

Qing Lang raised his head to see his smiling face, but through the small opening, only Feng Ning's crooked eyes could be seen.

Qing Lang coughed lightly, and said, "...Well, should the hole be opened a little wider?"

So, half a quarter of an hour later, Feng Ning had two big holes.

—The kind that just sticks your head out.

Feng Ning is very satisfied with this.

Qing Lang looked at his head going in and out, and suddenly asked: "Is it true what you just... said to Ling Feng? Even if I tie you up with straw, you won't leave?"

"Naturally." Feng Ning poked her head out of the cave to look at him, her eyes sparkling, "Are you going to remove this bundle of fairy rope?"

Qing Lang looked away: "Don't wishful thinking, your current identity is being imprisoned by me, if I open such a big hole for you, you should be content."

Feng Ning sighed and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm content."

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open without warning, Feng Ning and Qing Lang looked up together.

In the next second, a bunch of round spirit fruits rolled to the ground.

A tall and burly man was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, and said in a horrified voice, "...Little...little stone!! You...you hate Fengning no matter how much you hate him, you shouldn't cut off his head...put it on the bookcase ah!!!!"

Qing Lang: "..."

Feng Ning: "..."

Immediately afterwards, Qing Dahuai got up from the ground tremblingly with tears in his eyes, walked over to touch Fengning's face step by step, his vision was blurred by tears, and his voice was also extremely shrill: "Old Fengning!" , I, Qing Dahuai, am sorry for you, you are guilty but not worthy of death...Old Feng..."

Fengning silently opened her mouth and bit his hand.

Qing Dahuai twitched all over, was so frightened that he passed out directly.

Qing Lang and Feng Ning looked at each other.

Qing Lang moved his great-grandfather onto the chair, and then looked at Feng Ning's head, which seemed to have just been placed on the bookcase.

"...It's really a bit scary." He said.

Feng Ning made a serious suggestion: "Should I not open it wider? If I can stretch out my hand, wouldn't it be so scary?"

Qing Lang: "Then back off."

Qing Lang removed the things on the bookcase, took out the sword, and quickly opened a bigger hole.

Feng Ning tried it.

Very good, half of the body can be stuck out, and it doesn't look like a head placed on a bookcase.

At first glance, it looks like a window on a bookcase.

He can even crawl out of it without any trouble.

"...It's all like this, why don't you open the door? It saves you from destroying a bookcase."

Qing Dahuai on the chair woke up leisurely, half-opened his eyes, and spoke weakly.