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

They all stuffed a pill into their mouths.

Duan Muyang frowned slightly. That was an elixir.

As the pill entered his mouth, his absolute suppression was immediately broken.

He sneered at Wu Xingyun and the others who were rushing towards him. Do they want to kill him like this?

The fight was extremely fierce and exciting.

Duan Muyang was fending off attacks from three demon lords and hundreds of demon kings while casting group attack spells to smash the rebellious demon army on the ground into pieces.

When the demon army on the ground was almost wiped out, he took out the Fang Tian Ji and wielded it so tightly that more than a hundred people were able to fight him to a draw.

There were two black spots in the sky slowly approaching, and Duan Muyang's face suddenly showed ecstasy, leaving Wu Xingyun and the others confused.

Then they discovered that his fierce attacks became slow and his rigorous defense had flaws.

His body was gradually pierced into pieces, but he always had a pleasant smile on his face, and seemed to be enjoying the whole process.

Not far away, three people hiding in a palace room did not see Lan Qingya in the sky, and grinned at Duan Muyang who was actively being abused.

One of the women had a hot body, delicate features, and was extremely gorgeous and flamboyant.

Her sexy red lips parted unconsciously: "Tsk tsk tsk, Old Duan is really cruel to himself."

Yan Qingyun beside her chuckled: "He's really risking his life this time. Hongyan, you probably don't know, he's moved, it's very scary."

Leng Cangyue, the only one of the three who was sitting, squinted his eyes and looked at the man who allowed himself to be seriously injured, without saying a word.

Hongyan disagreed when she heard this: "The siege was real, and the injuries were real. I'm afraid that woman can't escape his routine."

Yan Qingyun chuckled: "That's not necessarily true. The one he likes is not easy to fool."

Hongyan raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, motioning for him to continue.

"Old Duan has been courting her for more than ten years, but he still hasn't been able to win her heart, and they still have a grudge against each other."

She said, "No wonder he's so generous."

Then he said, "I am even more curious about that girl. How did she charm our Demon Lord to this extent?"

Yan Qingyun smiled but said nothing.

Lan Qingya pulled Du Juan and stopped at the rooftop of a palace not far from Chaoyang Palace, and watched from afar as Duan Muyang was besieged by a dozen demon kings.

He was in a very miserable state now, with blood all over his body. Although he fought back occasionally, he was at a disadvantage most of the time.

Du Juan beside her stamped her feet and her tears rolled even faster.

Lan Qingya remained calm, and looked at Duan Muyang with a cold gaze.

Until four bloody holes were poked in the joints of his limbs.

Wu Xingyun severed all the tendons in his hands and feet. Although he didn't say anything, the triumphant expression on his face said it all.

Lan Qingya uttered a puzzled sound.

Was he really under siege?

Hongyan frowned: "If this continues, and that girl doesn't come, he will really fall! No..."

As she was about to go out to rescue, Yan Qingyun held her shoulders.

"Don't worry, just wait."

Wu Xingyun raised the spear in his hand high, ready to stab it into Duan Muyang's head to give him the final blow.

The dart in Yan Qingyun's hand was also ready to go.

If that girl hadn't come, they wouldn't have been able to watch Duan Muyang die like this.

The tip of the gun stabbed down sharply with magic power, but was blocked by a wave of fairy power like water.

Wu Xingyun turned around and saw Lan Qingya flying towards him.

Until the last second, Duan Muyang still thought that she would not take action.

She watched him die.

I couldn't tell whether it was coldness or pain in my heart.

Or maybe it was the despair that came from never being able to touch her warmth again.

He had felt her beauty and could never go back to that cold world before.

So when the bullet stabbed him, he felt that it would be good to die like this, as there was no point in living anyway.

But at this moment, he looked at Lan Qingya through the red blood, and suddenly felt that he didn't want to die anymore.

It’s still good to be alive.

Live, and enjoy the elegance of orchids.

But Lan Qingya, who was flying over, created a powerful circular shock wave. This time, she used up all her immortal power from the late stage of her spiritual cultivation.

Who would use a big move at the first sight?

Therefore, no one around expected the power of this blow to be so great, and they were directly thrown over a hundred meters away.

More than half of the demon army around them were killed in an instant.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lan Qingya flew directly to Duan Muyang and hugged him expressionlessly.

The two of them disappeared from the spot in an instant.

When Hongyan saw Lan Qingya flying in from the sky, a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on her face.

Isn’t this the stunning woman who stood next to Old Duan during the audience that day?

She noticed at first sight that she was different that day, but she was always patient and didn't ask any more questions.

"No wonder." She uttered these three words with an ambiguous tone, bringing out her charming style, "Well, the show is over, let's clean up the mess."

As soon as these words were spoken, the three figures flashed at the same time and rushed towards the palace square.

At the same time, Duan Muyang's 50,000 personal guards who were lying in ambush in the dark rushed in, each of them was at the level of a demon general or even a demon king.

Wu Xingyun and the other four demon kings had been injured by Duan Muyang, which had weakened their combat effectiveness to the greatest extent.

Now they are no match for Hongyan and others.

The demon army brought by him was also vulnerable to Duan Muyang's personal guards.

This was a massacre without suspense.

Only then did Wu Xingyun realize that although Duan Muyang seemed passive, he had actually prepared everything.

Please enter the urn.

His face was pale, and he could only force out an extremely ugly smile at Yan Qingyun who was coming towards him and looking at him with disappointment.

"Help me take care of my sister, she knows nothing."

"You watched her grow up, too. Don't tell her."

Yan Qingyun stared at him for a long while with a very complicated expression, then nodded in response.

The Demon Lord Duan Muyang was rescued, and the rebel leader could only wait for the Lord to come back before taking any action.

The magic powers of the demon kings were sealed and they were all imprisoned.

This massive and dangerous palace coup finally came to an end.

*

When Duan Muyang opened his eyes, he found himself on a bed in a thatched hut.

The room was very limited and the bed took up half of the space.

All that was left was a wooden table with a teapot, teacups, and a bag on it.

He tried to raise his hands, but couldn't.

Only then did he remember that his limbs had been pierced by Wu Xingyun, and all the tendons in his hands and feet had been severed.

He can heal himself, but his tendons need to be reconnected first.

Knowing that he couldn't move for the time being, he slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

She finally came.

If she hadn't come, would he have just let himself die?

he does not know.

Fortunately, she came.

Now he doesn't have to think of another possibility.

Such ecstasy surged in his heart that the severe pain in his limbs could be ignored.

Regarding this loss and recovery, he secretly said to himself, Duan Muyang, don't mess it up again this time.