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

His eyes rudely swept over Lan Qingya's curved eyebrows and exquisite body. He forgot himself for a moment and couldn't help but touch her face.

Lan Qingya, who was waiting to chop off his dirty hands, froze in laughter as Qi Peng's outstretched hand was grabbed.

She and Qi Peng turned their heads at the same time and saw Song Yanche staring at him with a cold face.

"Elder Qi, this is still the reception room." He said, looking at the people in the hall.

Everyone was walking out, but many eyes were on them.

Qi Peng met his sister Qi Xingmian's reproachful gaze and could not help but pull his hand back awkwardly.

He was afraid of his sister, but not Song Yanche. He glared at him fiercely and said, "Just wait for me!"

As he spoke, he did not forget to throw a coquettish glance at Lan Qingya and whispered, "Fairy, wait for me to ask you out."

Lan Qingya sneered, but to Qi Peng it sounded like joy: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Her pair of bright eyes exuded an indescribable charm, which almost made Qi Peng lose his mind on the spot.

Seeing him walk out with a sense of loss, Lan Qingya's eyes turned cold and she looked at Song Yanche.

"Fellow Daoist Song, he won't thank you for saving his life just now. When did you become so kind-hearted?"

"I just don't want you to get your hands dirty."

Lan Qingya was startled for a moment, then smiled: "Thank you very much."

As she spoke, she took out some toad venom, a basalt tortoise shell, a snake bone, and an intact snake eye and handed them to him.

"This is your share. There are too many monks and too little meat. Don't despise it, Brother Song."

If any one of these items was taken out, people would be jealous, but Song Yanche didn't take any.

He took a breath and said, "I haven't seen you for decades, but you are still as charming as ever."

Decades, it should have been just a few dozen days.

For him, every day feels like a year.

Lan Qingya understood what he meant and couldn't help but look at him in surprise. Is this what Song Yanche said?

Song Yanche’s character collapsed!

The indignation that Xiaobai felt when he complained flashed through her mind.

"He was the one who sealed me! He's not a good person."

Lan Qingya forced herself to put on a strenuous expression without showing it, and sure enough, Song Yanche took the thing from her hand.

"I wish Brother Song can refine the magical weapon of his dreams. I'm leaving first."

Her eyes were still curved as always, and she turned around and followed Jun Moxiao who just happened to walk beside her.

As soon as he stepped out of the reception room, he heard Xu Xianyuan's loud voice calling out, "Xiao Ya!"

Lan Qingya finally smiled sincerely and took a few steps to meet him: "Xianyuan, go on."

Jun Moxiao, who was walking in front, stopped.

Xu Xianyuan caught the storage bag she threw over, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and looked at her in surprise: "Xiaoya, this is too much."

Lan Qingya waved her hand and said, "We have all been through life and death together, this is what you deserve."

"Alan." Jun Moxiao's unusually cold voice sounded.

Lan Qingya trembled all over, and quickly winked at Xu Xianyuan, then followed Jun Moxiao away obediently.

Those who had not left yet looked over curiously, and when they saw Song Yanche, who was inexplicably depressed behind Lan Qingya, and the thing in his hand, their pupils trembled, and they came forward to surround him and ask him questions.

After all, the three-legged green toad, the soaring snake, and the black tortoise are all existences that cannot be seen in the mortal world.

Song Yanche, who wanted to chase Lan Qingya, was tripped and could only watch her being called away by Jun Moxiao.

"You are quite popular." Jun Moxiao, who was walking in front, suddenly said.

Lan Qingya looked innocent: "Thank you for the compliment, Master!"

Jun Moxiao: ...

Pay more attention, is this a compliment to you?

The disciple from Broken Star Valley who was leading the way in front caught a glimpse of Jun Moxiao's figure and lowered his head even lower.

His aura as a superior was so suffocating that she felt she couldn't breathe. In her heart, she admired Lan Qingya for her eloquent speech.

Lan Qingya muttered behind him that they had helped a lot in the formation and that she was distributing rewards according to work, blah blah.

Suddenly, Jun Moxiao stopped and Lan Qingya bumped into his back.

Anyway, it’s not the first time, so she continues to talk like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

When he looked up, he saw a very pretty woman blocking their way, staring at Jun Moxiao with a resentful look on her face.

Lan Qingya stopped talking, her eyes moving back and forth between her and Jun Moxiao.

"Ajun, we finally meet again." As soon as she said this, her eyes moved slightly, her red lips trembled, and her body was shaky.

Lan Qingya recognized her as Xiang Danqing, the female elder standing behind Wuji Sect's leader Zhu Wuji in the hall just now.

She suddenly realized that this fairy and her master were old acquaintances.

Master never told about his experiences in Wuji Sect, but Lan Qingya could understand a bit of it by imagining it herself.

After only three years of training, he was hastily pushed out to participate in the Immortal Conference. After returning, not only was he not trained by the sect, but he was suppressed and had to leave.

What good day could it be?

If there was someone in the sect who was willing to help him and speak for him, would he be able to leave the sect?

Therefore, she has never had a good impression of the people from the Wuji Sect.

Lan Qingya stared at Xiang Danqing with an unfriendly look.

[What a pitiful, delicate beauty, is this Master's past love debt?]

Jun Moxiao's body began to freeze again.

[No, Master is not such a person.]

The freezing rate is slightly slower.

[But who can say for sure? None of us disciples have seen it. What if the master is hiding it well? ]

After being hit on the head, Lan Qingya looked at her master in shock.

【Master, hit me...】

Jun Moxiao's lips twitched. He deserved to be beaten.

Watching the interaction between the two people in front of him, Jun Moxiao had no intention of responding, and Xiang Danqing's expression was a little stiff.

"Ajun, how have you been these years?"

[Your A-Jun is very good, very good. It would be even better if you could move aside and let us leave.]

Jun Moxiao glanced at the little girl and his heart moved.

"I'm fine, how about you, Senior Sister?"

Lan Qingya:!

[Master replied. Master actually replied to her? ]

[Ajun, wake up, she never helped you when you were in trouble before, and she is not sincere now, what are you doing, don't be fooled by her beauty! ]

Jun Moxiao felt a surge of joy in his heart.

She called out "Ajun" in a very pleasant way.

Xiang Danqing didn't expect him to reply, and tears welled up in her eyes: "I... am fine, I just miss you a lot."

She wiped away her tears and said with red eyes, "If you don't have anything important to do, can you talk to me?"

Jun Moxiao's mind was not on her at all, so naturally he didn't want to talk to her more.

[Master, I am the only one beside you. Why don't you just let me go? Humph, I won't let you succeed. ]

Lan Qingya forced out an expression that was even more pitiful than Xiang Danqing's: "Master, I'm hungry."

Jun Moxiao glanced at the person opposite him coldly: "You heard me, I have something important to do, goodbye."

Then he pulled Lan Qingya away.

For a Mahayana stage and a spiritual cultivation stage, eating is an important thing?