It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

Her flowing black hair had grown into an afro, and her dress was burnt, revealing her slender shoulders, arms and long legs.

Very beautiful, but so dark that it looks like a silhouette.

All disciples:!

Is this something you can watch for free?

Lan Qingya coughed twice and was speechless.

This was the second time she was struck by lightning!

She is so wronged!

"We will meet again..."

Ye Youhan left these words in mid-air before slowly dissipating with the evil cloud.

"Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

"Junior sister!"

[Master, stop yelling. Can someone hold me up? I really can’t stand any longer. ]

She fell uncontrollably.

Gong Yi Jue and Qi Yanchen flew together. Qi Yanchen's cultivation was low, but the distance was very close. They both arrived under Lan Qingya almost at the same time, but because their attention was on her, they bumped into each other.

[Is it okay for me to call you Lao Deng? My face is about to hit the ground! ]

Lan Qingya was finally caught. She turned to look at the androgynous face and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Fu Feng, there will be a reward when you go back."

Fu Feng smiled shyly and carefully put her on the ground.

Jun Moxiao, who was originally prepared to face the second thunder tribulation:?

When I flew out of Piaomiao Garden, I saw Lan Qingya who was struck by lightning.

Jun Moxiao: ...

His figure instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"It's the Sect Master! He's out! He's not in Piao Miao Garden to face the calamity?"

The next seven thunders were more powerful than the last.

The handsome figure in the air never hesitated and faced the challenge head-on.

"Eight... Master, there is only one more and our Grand Master will advance to the next level." Tang Jiao sat next to Lan Qingya and counted for Jun Moxiao in a low voice.

Lan Qingya didn't care at all about the shy, curious or inquiring looks from the disciples around her. Her long legs were faintly visible through her half-burned skirt.

"Yes..."

After being struck by lightning, I felt weak all over.

She responded lazily, and the leisure on her face was completely wiped out by the scene in mid-air.

Above the calamity cloud, a man's face with white hair and beard appeared. It was the face of a man who had gathered divine power.

It is completely different from the spiritual power of cultivators like Lan Qingya.

He looked at Jun Moxiao standing proudly in the air and sighed.

That sigh seemed like a relief.

Then he glanced in the direction of Lan Qingya and slowly disappeared.

The ninth thunderbolt came with a rumble, but Jun Moxiao calmly faced the calamity.

"Did you see that? What is that?"

No one knows, so no one answers.

"Hey, he looks like..." Tang Jiao looked at the place where the old man disappeared in the clouds, "He looks like the person in the painting in my house."

No one noticed her whisper.

Afterwards, the rain and dew arrived as expected, and all the monks in the sect received considerable spiritual nourishment.

Some monks with low cultivation levels actually advanced on the spot.

The sky that was just covered by evil clouds was now cleared of haze and a rainbow appeared.

Under the azure sky, there were countless rays of light and thousands of auspicious colors. A group of colorful fairy birds emerged from the clouds and circled around Piaomiao Peak, singing happily.

Jun Moxiao's advancement this time is likely to cause a sensation in the entire world of immortal cultivation.

The destroyed vegetation within Piaomiao Sect's spiritual veins recovered almost instantly, with flowers blooming in all shapes and sizes, competing for splendor.

Apart from the corpses of the demon cultivators on the ground and the black smoke rising from the sacred peaks reminding them that the demons had been here, everything was moving in a good direction.

Jun Moxiao slowly landed in front of the main peak, and the disciples all quieted down.

"You have all been very brave this time. Pass on my order. All disciples can go to the sect hall to receive three sets of elixirs corresponding to their own grades. And if you contribute all the redeemable items in the hall, your points will be halved for half a year."

His voice was always light, but it caused cheers from his disciples.

Lan Qingya:!

How many spirit stones would that cost?

[I have seen the sect's expenditure account book, and Master really regards money as dirt.]

She touched the storage bag at her waist.

[Master, you are so lucky to have a money-making rake like me. Just build it. I can afford it. ]

Jun Moxiao: ...

Who asked you to raise it?

"Ajue, Alan, follow me." He said and went back to Piaomiao Garden first.

Lan Qingya felt that she should change her clothes, but seeing Jun Moxiao's unmistakable back, she gave up.

So, with his afro, he and Gong Yi Jue flew to Piao Miao Garden obediently.

On the way, Gong Yi Jue took out a handkerchief to wipe her face. Lan Qingya took it with a grin and pointed at Jun Moxiao.

[Big Brother, do you want both of us to kneel down in Piaomiao Garden? You are so brave.]

Gong Yi Jue chuckled and shook his head helplessly.

Lan Qingya continued to gesture.

[Look at how low-spirited Master is. Who dares to mess with him? We should both behave ourselves. I won't accompany you when you are punished later.]

Lan Qingya shuddered.

She raised her eyes and looked at Jun Moxiao's back.

The Master seemed even more aloof.

It used to have some human touch, but now it’s like a god who has been lonely in the sky for tens of millions of years, eating the essence of heaven and earth and drinking rootless water. It has already left the category of living things.

Jun Moxiao sat in the main hall and watched the two people bow to him and then take their seats.

Lan Qingya took the opportunity to cast a small spell to smooth out her afro.

"How about going out this time?"

Gong Yi Jue reported everything they had encountered along the way.

Jun Moxiao frowned: "Demon Lord?"

Hearing him mention it, Lan Qingya quickly responded: "Master, do you know a demon king named Ye Youhan?"

Jun Moxiao shook his head: "There is no Demon Lord in the Demon Realm with this name."

Just like what Duan Muyang said.

Lan Qingya couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

It's a mess and I don't know how to sort it out.

"You two should go and have a rest. We can make plans after you have recovered in a few days."

The two men complied and withdrew respectfully.

"Alan, stay."

Lan Qingya looked at Gong Yijue disappearing at the gate with a resentful look on her face, then turned around and obeyed orders.

She didn't dare to look up and could only look at the tip of Jun Moxiao's dark shoes, waiting for her master to lecture her.

For a long while, Jun Moxiao did not speak.

Lan Qingya pursed her lips in confusion.

[Master, fell asleep while standing? ]

Jun Moxiao: ...

Although she looked in a miserable state now, it was much better compared to the worries and concerns in the past few years.

"If you encounter the Demon Lord, you two will not be a match even if it is his clone."

Jun Moxiao looked at her black head and asked, "How come your cultivation has increased?"

"Let's fight to the death," Lan Qingya secretly raised her eyes to look at him. Seeing that his face looked normal and the aura around him seemed to be softer, she dared to speak boldly, "The arrogant ones are afraid of the stupid ones, and the stupid ones are afraid of the desperate ones. At that time, my disciple and the senior brother really had no choice but to fight him to the death."

She recalled the situation at that time and felt a little scared: "To be honest, I was afraid that Master would be with me at that time..."

"what?"

Meeting his inquiring gaze, Lan Qingya hurriedly shook her head: "Nothing."

[It's all over, why should we make Master worry again? ]

Jun Moxiao walked up to her and said in a tough tone: "Look at me."