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

But this is something that both parties are willing to do. No matter how jealous you are, you can only watch.

Jun Moxiao hesitated for a moment and said coldly: "As you wish."

Qi Xingmian was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him, then Jun Moxiao came forward to help him up.

After she stood up, she gave Lan Qingya a look of gratitude.

After so many things happened, Lan Qingya still didn't care about her previous impulsive offense. She remembered her favor.

From then on, their Shattered Star Valley became Piao Miao Sect, and the disciples could hold their heads high.

"Pass my order, take Le Yao away and keep her under guard, and execute her in public at noon tomorrow to serve as a warning to others."

Jun Moxiao's voice was cold and carried unquestionable authority.

Immediately, a disciple from Broken Star Valley took Le Yao away.

Lan Qingya felt like she had just fought a big battle. She was focused and excited, but now that everything was over, she felt very tired.

It is now past midnight, the darkest time of the night.

"Everyone, go back and have some rest. Tomorrow, please ask all the elders in the valley to come to the sect's meeting hall to see me." Jun Moxiao said this and pulled Lan Qingya back to his residence.

Xu Xianyuan: I didn’t even have time to say a word.

Song Yanche's eyes followed their figures until they were blocked by the night.

Lan Qingya let Jun Moxiao pull her and walked obediently beside him.

[Master just came here with Xiang Danqing. Xiang Danqing's clothes are disheveled. Should I ask?]

Jun Moxiao's eyes flickered, but he remained calm.

[Forget it, it's none of my business, as if I care at all.]

[My master and I are just fighting today. It's just a battle. Lan Qingya, don't let your imagination run wild.]

After entering the courtyard, Jun Moxiao held her hand and did not let go, and led her directly into the main house.

As soon as they entered the room, he pushed her against the wall.

The cold breath from Jun Moxiao hit her in the face. Lan Qingya thought of his big hand that had touched her during the day, and she couldn't help but feel flustered.

"She came to seduce me." His voice sounded faintly, for some unknown purpose, "Naked."

Lan Qingya's face suddenly turned red. How could she listen to such a thing?

"I didn't touch her, not even a hair." He explained patiently in her ear.

"The person in my heart is not her."

Jun Moxiao's voice brushed past her ears, stimulating her senses.

"My determination only fails in front of one person."

Lan Qingya felt her chest tighten. She was unable to handle such obvious words.

The chin was gently lifted, and Jun Moxiao's handsome face enlarged before his eyes.

His lips were sealed, tenderly and lovingly, expressing his feelings.

Lan Qingya froze and let him do what he wanted.

The slightly cold tongue slid in, greedily and gently grabbing her sweetness.

Lan Qingya was so confused by his kiss that she didn't know how to respond and could only endure it passively.

She is at ease in front of everyone, except her master, where she always responds to that bewildered girl in seconds.

The kiss became more and more passionate, and just when Lan Qingya thought he was going to go a step further, Jun Moxiao stopped.

He left her lips and held her in his arms.

After a long moment, he sighed softly.

Duan Muyang’s problem has not been resolved, and he can’t let the little girl get hurt again.

Suppressing the overwhelming love and lust in his heart, he said softly, "Go and rest."

Lan Qingya escaped from the main house and returned to the side room, her heart still pounding.

The master is really like this. If he doesn’t fall in love, it’s fine. But once he falls in love, he becomes so powerful that she is at a loss as to what to do.

Lan Qingya, who was originally tired, lost all sleepiness after being teased by Jun Moxiao, and she lay on the bed and made love.

After tossing and turning for an hour, I finally made up my mind to go to sleep.

"Baaaah!"

"Sheep bleat!"

"Xiaomei!"

"lamb!"

Lan Qingya: ...

"Duan Muyang!"

Duan Muyang appeared in her dream with his peach blossom eyes narrowed.

The first thing Lan Qingya did was to raise an army to hold the culprit accountable.

"You want to kill me in broad daylight?"

"I am only warning you to be more obedient."

Duan Muyang thought of her stubbornness and anger in going to meet Jun Moxiao, and a surge of anger surged in his heart.

"If you have something to say, please say it quickly. I can't stay for long."

He had consumed too much magic energy during the day.

It turns out that forbidden techniques cannot be used too often.

Lan Qingya looked at him angrily, but knew in her heart that she was no match for him.

Now I can only swallow my anger: "There is a demon king stationed in the mortal world, named Jiang Cheng. He has connections with the ancient formation and the collusion with the immortal world."

Duan Muyang frowned: "Jiangcheng?"

"Zheng Zhongji said that Jiang Cheng is a subordinate of the Demon Lord Wu Xingyun."

"Yes."

Duan Muyang got this important clue and his tone softened a little.

"Are you OK?"

He noticed her unusualness during the day and couldn't help but cast a spell to investigate. When he saw that scene, he lost control for a moment.

"Thanks to Lord Demon, I'm not dead yet." Lan Qingya sneered.

"If you had been more obedient, none of this would have happened." He said in a cold tone.

"It's my freedom to sleep with whomever I want. What's it got to do with you?"

Lan Qingya became angrier and angrier as she spoke. She almost succeeded today.

This Duan Muyang is more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything.

Duan Muyang's facial features were wrinkled, and his pair of peach blossom eyes shot out a dangerous light.

"Now that you are under my control, you can't do this. You'd better behave yourself, otherwise, I can kill you at my whim."

Lan Qingya glared at him angrily and said nothing more.

Feeling her obvious alienation and disgust, Duan Muyang became even angrier.

An untamed and stubborn species.

He closed his eyes to suppress his emotions, turned his head and disappeared into smoke.

*

Early the next morning, a disciple came to invite him.

Lan Qingya followed Jun Moxiao to the sect's meeting hall, where everyone was already waiting.

Qi Xingmian was afraid that the night would be long and he would have more trouble, so he sent the elder in charge to bring all the account books to Jun Moxiao for review early in the morning so that the matter could be finalized as soon as possible.

Lan Qingya scratched her head when she saw the sect's affairs. Seeing Jun Moxiao concentrating on handling these, she quietly sneaked out.

There is a huge crape myrtle tree outside the meeting hall, which looks to be at least three thousand years old.

It is the flowering season now, the flowers are bright red, and are extremely charming and beautiful.

Lan stood elegantly under the crape myrtle tree, the petals falling from time to time attracted her attention.

Suddenly she felt playful, so she took a deep breath and flew into the air, catching the petals that had just fallen.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen petals fell from the crape myrtle tree.

Lan Qingya's clothes fluttered as she flew past lightly, trying to catch as many as possible.

After playing for a while, she felt bored and returned to the ground. With a move of her spiritual power, she wrapped the petals on the ground around her into a ball.

The ball rose to the top of the tree and then exploded.

The crape myrtle petals all over the sky are flying down like falling snow, which is indescribably romantic.

Lan Qingya enjoyed herself, appreciating the beauty before her with a happy face.

In the forest beside the meeting hall, Song Yanche stood there for an unknown amount of time, his eyes fixed on her sweet smile.

Lan Qingya seemed to be tired of playing, so she stood up and hid herself in the crape myrtle tree.