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

"I no longer care about those names outside of my body, I only care about..."

She looked at Jun Moxiao again, her eyes revealing fascination.

Jun Moxiao did not respond and even turned to look at Lan Qingya.

Song Leyao's eyes turned cold and she continued, "That Qi Peng accidentally learned about this and threatened me by telling True Lord Qingyun."

"He deserves to die, but he has a good sister. I can't do anything to him for now. I can only let him do whatever he wants."

"God help me, at this time, True Lord Qingyun actually sent out an invitation to take the lead in organizing a conference to fight against the demons, and the meeting place was set in our Broken Star Valley."

"There are so many people around, and that idiot has his eyes on you. Isn't this a godsend? I killed him without hesitation."

Qi Xingmian's mournful cries and angry curses were heard, and everyone was silent, not knowing how to react.

Song Leyao looked straight ahead at Lan Qingya with a cold and resentful expression: "Are you satisfied?"

But Lan Qingya shook her head and said, "Fairy Le Yao, if it were that simple, why would I slap you to death?"

There are countless romantic affairs in the world of cultivation, but to be honest, it is just Song Leyao's love affair, which has been talked about by everyone for years.

Song Leyao's face was gloomy: "What else do you want?"

Lan Qingya glanced at the dried corpse on the ground: "And them."

"They have brought this upon themselves. Originally, they were both trying to gain what they wanted, and they wanted to provide each other with an alibi. But Zhu Wuji got the news from somewhere and knew the secret of our Broken Star Valley... and he threatened me to get more."

"Human greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant. Greedy people will eventually die from greed. Isn't that a worthy death?" Song Leyao sneered.

"Whether or not he died a worthy death doesn't interest me," Lan Qingya smacked her lips. "I am very interested in Fairy Le Yao's technique that can suck cultivators into dry bones."

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

As if being reminded.

Mu Linglan turned around and asked Xu Xianyuan: "Does anyone in the cultivation world have such a vicious technique? I have never heard of it."

Xu Xianyuan was only paying attention to Lan Qingya who was confronting Song Leyao in the field, and answered Mu Linglan's question very perfunctorily: "I haven't heard of it either."

Wang Weiran exchanged glances with Wan Xiangxin and Zhou Langhuai on his left and right, and said, "That's right, what exactly is going on? Elder Le Yao, you have to explain this clearly."

Song Leyao's face became even darker and she stared at Lan Qingya fiercely.

The latter did not feel resentful, she showed a gentle smile: "Fairy Le Yao, tell me."

"I got this technique by chance while traveling."

Still want to continue cheating?

Lan Qingya sneered and glanced at Song Yanche behind her.

Song Yanche got her hint, flipped his hand and took out a spiritual dagger, stabbing the unsuspecting Song Leyao in the back.

The dagger pierced her neck and slid all the way to her lower back, leaving a horrible scar.

Song Leyao cried out in pain and reflexively left the spot, turning back in shock to look at Song Yanche who had a calm face.

"Ache, you..."

"Aunt, I can't watch the entire Song family being ruined by you." His eyes were cold.

Song Leyao knew her nephew's temper. Once he made a decision, he rarely hesitated or changed it.

She laughed in anger, pointed at Song Yanche, and was speechless for a long time.

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim.

Nephew attacks his aunt?

Is it treason, or is there something else going on?

It was not until he saw wisps of demonic energy emanating from the huge wound behind her that his confusion turned into shock.

Song Leyao is not an immortal, but a demon?

The clear evidence is right before our eyes, and no one can help but believe it.

Lan Qingya remained calm: "I was wondering why the bodies of these cultivators seemed familiar to me. Suddenly I remembered that the Demon Lord in the Liangyi Qianji Formation also used this kind of skill to devour people completely, which is exactly the same as Fairy Le Yao's."

"It seems that the fairy has inherited the true teachings of the Demon Lord!"

Song Leyao stared at Lan Qingya with resentment. All her disguises were exposed one by one by the light words of the woman in front of her. How could she not hate her?

"I saw you when I left the Thousand Machine Array that day."

Lan Qingya suddenly transmitted a message to Song Leyao through her spiritual consciousness.

"I recognized your eyes right away."

"And the clapper you dropped. Although I can't tell what material it's made of, it has the symbol of your exclusive magic weapon on it."

"So guess why I chose Broken Star Valley as the venue?"

As Song Leyao listened to the voice in her head, her face became paler and paler.

Looking at Lan Qingya who seemed to be smiling in front of her, her teeth were about to break.

So she chose the venue?

Jun Moxiao actually indulged and doted on her to this extent?

This woman, pretending to be magnanimous and indifferent to the world, is just looking for the right time and the opportunity to completely crush her.

Not only did he want her life, he also wanted her to lose all her dignity, be ruined, be cursed by everyone, and be crushed into the dust.

She was like a hunter hiding in the dark. After suffering a loss, she became more patient and endured for so many years before seizing the opportunity.

Once he gets the chance, he will beat her to death so that she will never have a chance to turn things around.

This woman is patient, good at acting, and cruel and ruthless.

She should have slapped her to death right then!

Now, it's too late to regret.

Lan Qingya's merciless voice rang out: "Song Leyao, you have evil intentions. You betrayed the sect, colluded with the demons, murdered your fellow practitioners, set up an ancient formation, encircled and suppressed the cultivators in the cultivation world, and used their souls to refine tonics for the Demon Lord."

"There are so many things like this that it is hard to list them all. Now your deeds are exposed to the world, and all the monks are free to kill you!"

Lan Qingya's voice was icy cold: "Today is the day you die."

Song Leyao looked around blankly and saw that all the monks present were looking at her coldly with disgust, and her heart sank little by little.

Even Song Yanche, the child she had watched grow up, only had his eyes flash a few times but ultimately did not say a word.

"Okay, okay," Song Leyao's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and she stared at Lan Qingya with resentment, "You woman, you deceived the True Lord, you deserve to die."

As she spoke, she mobilized the spiritual power in her body, and the wind blew up her clothes and hair, making her originally beautiful face look hideous.

"I am going to kill you!"

Lan Qingya took a step back and said calmly, "Don't dream. The sect leaders present here and my master will not let you succeed."

Song Leyao smiled sinisterly, raised her hand and bit her finger, then turned her hands over and formed a strange and peculiar seal.

In an instant, Jun Moxiao flashed in front of Lan Qingya and protected her.

Seeing his action, Song Leyao's face turned even paler and the seals in her hands moved even faster.

The next moment, she dripped blood from her fingertips onto the ground.

puff.

The blood turned into red mist, and a figure appeared in the red mist.