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

During this period, the Broken Star Valley has also undergone great changes.

Piao Miao Sect's managing elder Zhao Licai came to preside over the work.

The soft furnishings within the sect, including but not limited to signboards, disciple uniforms, scoreboards, disciple service halls and other facilities must be replaced with Piao Miao Sect regulations.

In order to allow new and old disciples to better integrate and accept each other, he also deliberately exchanged places of some monks according to time.

It can not only allow the disciples of Broken Star Valley to quickly integrate into Piao Miao Sect, but also allow the disciples of Piao Miao Sect to adapt to the new temple.

He also strictly prohibited his disciples from engaging in xenophobic behavior.

So far, it seems that the effect is obvious and everything is fine in the sect.

Another month passed, and Lan Qingya and Song Yanche finally came out of the weapon refining room.

"Then we have a deal. I'll invite you when I get back, and you can't refuse." Song Yanche sounded much more familiar with her in his words.

Lan Qingya smiled and shook her head: "You've been looking at my face every day for the past three months, aren't you tired of it yet?"

Song Yanche pursed his lips and his eyes fell on her beautiful face.

Not greasy, even a little addictive.

"I want to learn more from you." He avoided the question and said, "The food in my house is better than the one here."

Just as he expected, Lan Qingya's eyes lit up.

"Well, when I go back to see my disciples, I will go to the Song family to look for you. Then, Master Song, please don't think I eat too much."

Song Yanche's face, which was always tense, showed a faint smile: "You are most welcome."

While they were chatting and laughing, a young man hurried over here, saw Song Yanche and saluted, saying: "Young Master, the master asked you to go back quickly!"

He pursed his thin lips. His father was coming to question him because of his aunt's matter.

What is coming will eventually come, and he felt very calm.

Only after this matter is resolved can we properly welcome Qingya's arrival.

He turned to say goodbye to her and left with the young man.

*

Now that the sect's affairs were on track, Jun Moxiao had some free time.

When he learned that Lan Qingya was in the weapon refining room, he did not leave first, but waited for her here.

Lan Qingya felt a little guilty when she found out. She had originally reported to him that she would be out in less than half a month, but she ended up staying for more than three months.

Jun Moxiao did not blame her, but asked softly: "Do you want to play for a few more days?"

Lan Qingya felt that she was being spoiled to an unacceptable degree, but she couldn't help feeling sweet in her heart.

Upon arriving at Piao Miao Sect, Lan Qingya first went back to Ya Lan Peak to visit her disciples.

Qi Yanchen's barrier has been blocked and there is no clue.

Lan Qingya remembered the promise she had made to him before, and she had to cancel three appointments because of going to Broken Star Valley.

She took out three sound transmission notes, thought about it, and recorded the sound.

"My dear, A-Chen, how is the progress? I have been in Broken Star Valley to handle some affairs recently, so I am not able to spare much time. However, I am still thinking about you all the time. Just practice well and don't worry about me."

After thinking for a long time, he felt that there was nothing to say, so he only activated this one and put away the rest of the sound transmission notes.

Looking at the sound transmission note bouncing outside the restriction set up by Qi Yanchen, waiting for him to collect it, she sighed.

I don’t know how Achen is doing.

When I came back this time, I learned that Hua Xiangrong had also gone into seclusion to prepare for the final sprint.

With many of her companions missing all of a sudden, Tang Jiao could only go to Liangyi Peak or the main peak square to play with her fellow disciples.

It was not until Lan Qingya came back that she hurried back to Yalan Peak.

As soon as she saw her master, Tang Jiao threw herself into her arms and buried her face in her chest.

"Master, you are finally back. Xiaobai ignored me, and Senior Sister Rong and Senior Brother Yuan are also in seclusion. I am so bored!"

Lan Qingya helped her tuck the loose hair on her forehead behind her ears.

"Bored? At worst you can just follow me out to play for the next few months."

Tang Jiao smiled instantly.

At that moment, while the master and the disciple were talking, a hole suddenly appeared in the blue sky, and a tall and handsome man walked out.

Lan Qingya was a little shocked. He looked back at the disciples working on Yalan Peak, and it seemed that no one saw him.

It must be the power of God that can make the monks in the mortal world unable to detect it.

The man had a look of reproach on his face, but his voice was gentle: "Miss, you have had enough fun and it's time to go back."

Lan Qingya was just wondering when Tang Jiao in her arms stuffed something into her hand with a stern face.

"Master, this is for you. Remember, you can only use it when you reach the Mahayana stage. Jiaojiao is going home. When you ascend, come find Jiaojiao again."

Lan Qingya had a lot of questions, but she didn't know where to start.

Tang Jiao hugged her reluctantly and said, "Master, you must remember that Jiaojiao's home is in the Eighteenth Heaven. If you hold this dagger, my family will naturally let you in."

After she finished speaking, she flew over to the handsome man.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at Lan Qingya: "You protected her in the mortal world. We will remember your favor. If you ascend to heaven one day, you will be qualified to ask for this favor back from us."

Lan Qingya couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

So you're asking you to return the favor, but she doesn't deserve it now?

Tang Jiao gave Lan Qingya a last nostalgic look, and the two of them walked into the crack.

The crack slowly closed up, as if it had never cracked.

But Tang Jiao really left.

This incident happened too suddenly, and Lan Qingya stood there for a long time without coming back to her senses.

After a long time, she lowered her eyes and looked at the thing Tang Jiao gave her.

It was the dagger that stabbed her when they first met.

A dagger that has no spiritual power at all and is not even a magical weapon.

Tang Jiao said that this can only be used after she reaches the Mahayana stage?

Successfully aroused Lan Qingya's curiosity.

Spiritual power was injected into the dagger, and instantly an electric current so strong that she could not bear it rushed into her body.

Lan Qingya felt her whole body go numb, and her heart even stopped beating for a moment.

She is a practitioner of both fire and thunder, and has thunder and lightning power stored in her body.

The thunder power of this thing was so overbearing that even her body, which was always full of sparks and lightning, couldn't withstand it.

She could feel that the lightning power contained in the dagger was very different from the lightning in the mortal world.

Lan Qingya stopped inputting spiritual power, and the dagger returned to its ordinary appearance.

If her heart had not been still trembling, she would have almost thought that the numbness just now was an illusion.

After putting away the dagger, the usually obedient and lovely Tang Jiao suddenly left. Lan Qingya felt that Yalan Peak became empty.

Fu Feng appeared beside her at some point and patted her shoulder.

With a little force, he let her lean on his shoulder.

"Fu Feng," she said sadly, "I miss her."

Fu Feng: "Me too."

Hearing his hoarse voice, Lan Qingya's melancholy was alleviated a little.

"You'd better keep silent. Silent beauty is mysterious."

Fu Feng nodded.

*

Demon world.

Duan Muyang, who was practicing, suddenly frowned.

That woman is never at peace for a moment.

He felt it again, but there was no movement.

Duan Muyang did not relax and suddenly opened his eyes.

A phantom created by spiritual power appeared in front of him.