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

Duan Muyang stared at her as she was eating hard, and felt that every day was a very pleasant day.

He finally saw her as vivid and lively as Jun Moxiao did.

And she no longer treated him with the hostility she had before.

Her vitality was so vigorous and warm that he gradually began to feel like a person.

When a person has been cold for too long, he will unconsciously want to get closer when he encounters warmth.

Now, he would not let her escape easily.

In this demonic world, she can only stay by his side.

He would protect her and imprison her.

After dinner, Lan Qingya's water chestnut-like hands lingered among the papers.

After being unable to make up her mind for a long time, she closed her eyes and said to Duan Muyang, "Well, I'll stop if you say so."

Then the hands just moved back and forth across those tables.

Duan Muyang couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and coughed lightly: "Stop."

Lan Qingya immediately stopped and picked up the piece of paper next to her.

Wu Xingyun.

[Is he the first one? But the lamb wants to keep him to catch big fish. ]

Duan Muyang calmly took a few steps forward, closing the distance between them.

"It's okay. We can go and find out the truth. But the question is, how should we find out?"

Lan Qingya's eyes rolled and she chuckled.

After a while, Duan Muyang came back from outside and Lan Qingya went to greet him.

"How about it?"

Duan Muyang nodded: "It went smoothly."

As soon as Lan Qingya looked at her, I knew: "Wu Nian is infatuated with you. Lord Demon, you are really heartless and don't understand romance at all."

Duan Muyang paused while pouring tea, put down the teapot and turned to look at her.

He slowly approached, and the extremely aggressive aura on his body hit me in the face.

Lan Qingya was scared: "No, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously."

If she could last two hundred moves in front of him, she wouldn't be so cowardly.

The reality might be fifty moves, no, even twenty moves would be enough.

This Demon Lord is only one step away from being a god.

Lan Qingya had long lost the ruthlessness and stubbornness she had in the dream.

She is not a coward, she is a brave woman who will not suffer a loss in front of her.

Duan Muyang forced her to step back. There was a stool next to the table behind her, and she sat down on it.

He looked even taller, and he leaned over to her condescendingly.

"I don't understand romance? Do you want to try?"

Lan Qingya lowered her eyes and shook her head.

"I have a heart of stone? Is that not good enough for you?"

Lan Qingya looked up at him but didn't say anything back.

[Not to me, I meant to Wu Nian, you are really good at changing the concept. ]

"So that's OK for you?"

Lan Qingya nodded.

Duan Muyang saw that she was as obedient as a cat but also a little unconvinced, which was so adorable that he couldn't help but slow down his voice.

"Whether I understand romance or not depends on who the other person is..."

Being stared at by those peach blossom eyes, there was a sense of tension that could not be escaped.

For the first time, Lan Qingya felt that she should change her bad habit of talking too much.

She nodded perfunctorily, turned around and fled towards the back hall.

Duan Muyang raised the corners of his lips slightly. Are you shy already?

Can't help teasing.

He snorted, turned around, went back to the table and picked up the jade slip.

After a while, the ears gradually became covered with a suspicious red blush.

Lan Qingya walked out of the back hall and wandered aimlessly along the path, but saw Shancha walking forward carrying two buckets of water.

"Cha!" She called her and took a bucket from her: "Where are you going?"

Shancha tried to hide, but Kelan Qingya acted quickly and pulled the bucket over.

She could only smile gratefully and replied, "The back garden."

"Didn't you water the back garden a few days ago?"

Lan Qingya still remembers the scene of Shancha carrying two huge water vats in her hands and walking towards the garden.

"The Yihun fruit tree in the back garden has borne fruit. Water it with these two buckets of water and the fruit will be ripe."

Lan Qingya became interested: "Soul-changing fruit? What is that?"

Shancha smiled and said, "That's a good thing. It's a fruit that can strengthen the soul."

Lan Qingya's eyes lit up. Her soul was considered powerful among cultivators, but now it was in tatters.

It would be difficult to resist if they encountered a more powerful existence like Chi You.

She was originally worried about how to strengthen and repair her soul, but she didn't expect that Duan Muyang had such a good thing at home.

If she asked, would he give her one?

"I'll go with you and take a look."

Lan Qingya followed Shancha all the way to the back garden, only to see a towering ancient tree standing in the garden, which was particularly eye-catching.

The tree exuded bursts of demonic energy, but the demonic energy did not have the slightest hint of bewitching. Lan Qingya inhaled it and felt refreshed.

Something interesting.

When they got closer, they saw a lush tree with many branches and leaves. Lan Qingya looked up for a long time below but couldn't find any Yihun Fruit.

"Cha, where is the Yihun Fruit?"

Shancha was amused by her, so she pulled her to the tree trunk and pointed to a spot less than one meter above the ground and said, "Look, it's not there."

Lan Qingya was surprised.

This is the first time I see fruit growing on the trunk.

But I saw a fist-sized hole in the thick tree trunk, with a fruit embedded in it.

The fruit was like Lingtai Zhenren's heart, with green and red colors, and the two were clearly merged into one.

Lan Qingya frowned: "This fruit is embedded in the tree trunk, how can we take it out?"

Shancha smiled and poured the two buckets of water on the roots of the tree.

A magical scene happened.

The tree was moistened by the water and actually shook slightly. Then, the fruit embedded in the trunk seemed to be slowly pushed by some force and gradually moved out of the tree hole.

It fell to the ground with a thud.

Lan Qingya was amazed: "There are actually trees that bear fruit like this. I am so ignorant."

Today I finally got some relief and opened my eyes.

Shancha picked up the fruit and handed it to Lan Qingya.

Lan Qingya was startled: "Give it to me?"

Shancha nodded: "I was going to give it to you originally. Your soul needs to be repaired. This is what His Majesty specifically ordered."

Lan Qingya felt a warm feeling in her heart. Duan Muyang usually kept a low profile, but she didn't expect him to be so thoughtful.

Just now she said that he was unromantic and heartless...

For a moment, she felt a little ashamed.

Shancha advised her: "This thing is rare, but not that rare. It only produces one fruit every ten years. Don't waste it."

"Remember, you can only eat half at a time. You can only eat the other half the next day."

Lan Qingya nodded, indicating that she remembered it.

Back in the bedroom, Lan Qingya cut the fruit along the obvious boundary and ate half of it.

The juice is overflowing with a strange and rich aroma. When you eat it, you feel your soul stirring.

Is he mending it? She wondered in her heart.

I put the other half on the bedside table and waited to eat it when I woke up tomorrow morning.

At night, Lan Qingya lay on the bed and carefully felt the effect of the Yihun Fruit, but she felt that her soul was a little dizzy, which was very strange.

Just as I was feeling confused, I heard Duan Muyang's footsteps outside.