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

Lan Qingya knelt and bowed: "Your Majesty, please."

Having said that, he followed Duan Muyang and walked towards the Chaoyang Main Hall.

As soon as she entered the hall, Lan Qingya quickly glanced at everyone in the hall, then quickly lowered her head.

Duan Muyang, dressed in black tights and a deep red cape, walked through the main hall with an arrogant air, and finally sat on the throne in the front.

Lan Qingya followed behind him and served him.

Several eyes fell on her, but she calmly let them look at her without looking away.

Duan Muyang glanced at everyone in the hall and spoke slowly.

"I called you here today because we haven't seen each other for a long time and I missed you a lot."

"Second, regarding the matter in the mortal world, I want to know what you were doing that day?"

The demon lords were silent for a moment, and the only woman spoke up, "Your Majesty, as you know, my Demon Realm is holding a beauty pageant, and I am the coordinator of the competition. I watched them register in Hongdu that day, and many people in the Demon Realm saw it."

The woman was flamboyant and charming, extremely beautiful.

Wherever she stood, she was aggressively beautiful.

A line of poetry flashed through Lan Qingya's mind.

A red branch with fragrance condensed from dew.

The one he was talking about was the woman in front of him.

Duan Muyang nodded: "Hongyan, how is the competition going?"

Lan Qingya:!

Her real name is Hongyan.

As the only female among the Twelve Demon Lords, her strength is evident.

Hongyan pursed her lips and smiled, showing infinite charm. Lan Qingya felt conquered by her charm.

She glanced at Lan Qingya intentionally or unintentionally: "There are a few people with decent qualifications, but now it seems that they are just so-so."

With her taking the lead, the remaining demon kings began to tell their whereabouts one after another.

Most of them are in the Demon Realm under their control, and there are witnesses.

A small number of people were practicing in seclusion, and there were no witnesses.

On that day when the gate to the demon world opened, Duan Muyang led the demon kings to suppress the rebels, and he did not recognize any of the three demon kings.

Now when Lan Qingya looked again, it was Wu Xingyun, Yan Qingyun and Yi Qingchen, the Demon Lord of the Yi Demon Realm.

At least the three of them are not Ye Youhan.

Lan Qingya's eyes were fixed on Leng Cangyue.

He is in poor health and has been living in seclusion for many years. Like those demon kings in seclusion, he is a suspicion that cannot be let go.

After going around, Lan Qingya memorized the names of those people in her mind.

Duan Muyang said coldly: "What do you think about this matter? Do you have any suspicions in your mind?"

This question is a matter of opinion. Those who are not on good terms with each other on a daily basis even throw dirty water at each other in public.

This kind of statement is not very credible, it is nothing but accusations and nonsense.

Duan Muyang didn't expect this question to lead to any substantial breakthrough. After asking around, none of these old foxes could find any flaws.

"Third, this incident in the human world made me realize that I have given you too much autonomy. You should reduce your military power appropriately and just provide some guarantees for the ordinary people in the demon clan to live a comfortable and happy life. We will naturally call on them in times of war."

The moment these words were spoken, Lan Qingya quickly caught the subtle changes on the faces of the three demon kings.

Although it was fleeting, she still kept it in her heart.

The Demon Lord, who had always been on the same page with Duan Muyang, didn't care about the stripping of his military power.

But those who have other purposes feel uncomfortable.

At this moment, no one stood up to object.

"I will say it again, you all should take care of the affairs of your own domains. The thirteen domains of our demon race are enough for us to recuperate. Don't go to the mortal world to cause trouble for no reason. If anyone still has evil intentions, don't blame me for turning hostile."

As he spoke, the Demon Lord released his pressure at the right time, and everyone looked unhappy.

Only at this moment did Lan Qingya have a clear understanding of Duan Muyang's strength as the supreme master of the demon world.

Here, in the demon world, he is the strongest.

After returning to the bedroom, Lan Qingya stood in front of the desk, picked up a pen, thought for a moment, and wrote down a few names on the paper.

Wu Xingyun, Yi Qingchen, Zhang Yutang, Huo Qishang.

After thinking for a while, she wrote Leng Cangyue's name again.

Sighed and crossed out.

I thought about it for a moment and wrote it down again.

She still thought he was weird and had problems.

After meeting twice, he seemed to be deliberately suppressing himself, never making any unnecessary movements or saying any unnecessary words.

It's like he's afraid of exposing something.

But he is a sickly person, what can he expose?

Unless he himself has a secret that he wants to hide.

If you have secrets, you will be afraid of them being exposed.

Duan Muyang stood beside her, watching her with burning eyes as she pondered intently.

She cared so much, even if half of it was for the peace of the mortal world, the other half was for him.

Thinking of this, his eyes became softer.

"How is it?" He couldn't help but ask.

Lan Qingya said uncertainly: "After this round, I only found that there was something strange about these people, but it was just a hunch. I have to investigate to find out the truth."

She looked at Leng Cangyue written at the top: "It's not good to doubt your brother, but now is an extraordinary period, it's better to find out some strange things."

"It's up to you. If he is a real brother, there's no harm in investigating him." His voice was so soft that it could squeeze water out of it.

Lan Qingya was immersed in thought and didn't notice it just now, but now even though she was slow to notice, she could still hear the different tone of his voice.

She looked over in surprise, and the tenderness flashing in Duan Muyang's eyes almost scared her to death.

[The lamb is possessed by evil spirits? ]

[Where is Duan Muyang, the fierce-looking, world-weary guy? ]

[You're not being possessed by someone else, are you? Please don't. The thigh I found with great difficulty is broken? ]

[I do know some witchcraft from the mortal world. Do you want me to perform a ritual to drive away the evil spirit? ]

[If it is really possessed by someone else, how powerful must this evil spirit be? Even Duan Muyang is no match for it. Otherwise, why should I run away? ]

Duan Muyang was speechless when he saw her frightened face.

He suddenly reached out and grasped the back of her fair, slender neck and brought her in front of him.

Lan Qingya grinned and closed her eyes.

[You ate Duan Muyang, but you can't eat me! Flesh is useless if you have too much! ]

"What are you thinking about?"

Hearing his tone return to that familiar cold and gloomy tone, Lan Qingya breathed a sigh of relief.

She was still worried: "Xiaoyang, what was your identity when we first met?"

Duan Muyang squinted at her.

Lan Qingya glared back.

He said helplessly: "Rong Qi, I am Rong Qishi."

Lan Qingya was obviously relieved and put on her usual smile: "I'm hungry."

[Luckily it wasn't a possession, otherwise I would have had to run away. It's really scary that the character setting collapsed for no reason! ]

Duan Muyang: ...

"Have a meal."

Lan Qingya watched him put a piece of sweet meat into her bowl and ate it without any hesitation.

He had been like this these days and she had gotten used to it.

Duan Muyang looked at her relieved expression with a flicker in his eyes.

Even if your heart is filled with turbulent emotions, you still have to take it slow.

Otherwise, her courage as a rat would be scared away.