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

The door creaked open and he immediately opened his eyes and looked towards the door.

The light in his eyes dimmed in an instant.

It’s Fu Feng.

Fu Feng walked up to him with the ointment: "She said, apply the ointment on you."

This was the first time Duan Muyang heard Fu Feng speak. He originally thought he was a mute.

But I didn't expect that he could speak, but his voice sounded like a rubber band without elasticity, extremely unpleasant.

"Where is she?" Duan Muyang asked.

"Outside," Fu Feng's eyes fell on the door, then turned back: "On the lounge chair, basking in the sun."

She didn't want to see him. Duan Muyang felt a dull pain in his chest, which seemed more unbearable than his immobile limbs.

"I want to see her."

He looked at Fu Feng's embarrassed expression and roared, "I want to see her!"

He was like a child who had been wronged, acting hysterically and unreasonably towards Fu Feng.

It seemed that he would not stop making trouble unless Fu Feng agreed.

Fu Feng had no choice but to leave the door.

After a while, Lan Qingya appeared there.

"You're almost dying, and you still have the energy to make a fuss?" Her voice was cold and distant.

Even so, Duan Muyang immediately became obedient when he saw her.

He stared at Lan Qingya as she came in from the door and put the ointment in his hand on the table.

Lan Qingya did not look up and meet his gaze, so naturally she could not see his red eyes and aggrieved look.

"First of all, I want to make it clear to you that I will never forgive you for what you did to my master."

"I know I can't beat you. If you want to kill me, you can do it anytime."

"But my master is the most important person to me in this world, and I will not swallow this anger easily. You and I are no longer friends."

"And you have to be careful. If one day my power improves and I can beat you, I will come and seek revenge on you."

"If you don't want to cause any trouble, you'd better kill me now."

Although he was mentally prepared, Duan Muyang still felt that her words were like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart again and again.

"You know, I wouldn't do that..."

Lan Qingya lowered her eyes and remained silent, refusing to communicate with him.

After a while, he spoke with difficulty: "You said you were willing to get to know me again."

"I did say it," she gritted her teeth, and her cold tone finally showed some anger: "I also know it. Demon Lord, you are such a Demon Lord."

"You knew that my master was looking for me, yet you hid it from me and wanted to kill him. Do you think of me as a friend?"

She sneered as she spoke: "Oh, yes, I am too arrogant. I am just a pawn you use. How can I shamelessly call myself a friend?"

"It's my fault. Now that I think about it, what I said that day about having a new understanding was indeed that I didn't know myself clearly enough."

Each question and each self-mockery was like an invisible knife, cutting back and forth slowly and mercilessly in Duan Muyang's heart.

He excitedly wanted to say that it was not the case, but was afraid to see that mocking sneer on her face again.

Due to internal and external injuries and anger, he couldn't help but bleed from the corners of his lips.

Lan Qingya felt his emotions fluctuate and only then looked up at him.

But she saw that Duan Muyang's eyes were red, and there was grievance and humility in his eyes when he looked at her, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please... don't say that again..."

The blood in his mouth made his words unclear, but Lan Qingya heard them clearly.

She conjured up a handkerchief and wiped the blood off Duan Muyang's lips, saying calmly, "Master Demon, there is no need to do this. I didn't save you entirely because of you."

"Now you are the main reason for maintaining peace between the demon and mortal worlds. If you are killed, the chances of the demons producing another peace-loving demon lord will be very small. I am afraid that all living beings will suffer."

"So even if we don't have any friendship in the future, I won't watch you die."

As she spoke, Lan Qingya stood up and her eyes fell on his weak limbs.

"I'll help you reconnect your tendons and bones, and you can heal yourself."

Broken bones are the most painful. Duan Muyang didn't make a sound during the whole process, and Lan Qingya didn't even look at him.

The magic light gradually disappeared and the room became quiet again.

Lan Qingya pointed to the bag on the table and said, "There are several hundred high-quality magic stones in here. You can use them to heal your wounds."

"You are in my space now. Only Fu Feng and I can come and go freely. You can rest and recover. I won't come again until you recover."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and went out, closing the door.

Duan Muyang watched her walk out and close the door, blocking her from his sight.

His heart was still aching slowly, but he could only curse himself for what he deserved.

He knew her character.

He always knew.

The situation was clearly improving, but he turned it around with his own hands.

Still remembering that in the previous life, she killed him with her own hands.

When he was reborn, the first thing he thought of was to control her, torture her, and change his own destiny.

But when they actually got to know each other, he realized how good she was, and gradually he became uncontrollably attracted to her.

If he hadn't pushed Jun Moxiao with that palm, he wouldn't have known that he was so nervous and concerned, and so afraid of losing her.

But the more you care about something, the less likely you are to grasp it.

Now, all of this is his own fault.

His fists, which were already strong enough to be used, were shaking as blood slowly flowed out from the wounds.

After a long time, Duan Muyang finally calmed down.

Even if he was asked to make up for it a thousand times, he would not frown.

I just hope that Yaya can look at him again.

Lan Qingya never came again, just as she said.

In fact, she was often in the space, but she never appeared in front of him.

Duan Muyang happened to glance at the corner of her clothes and knew in his heart that she was here.

Even if the two of them never meet and have no intersection, he still feels comforted by being able to be in the same space.

Lan Qingya practiced with full concentration.

After the immortal power and magic power in her body mixed, Lan Qingya's cultivation as a human cultivator also soared, and she reached the peak of the late stage of spiritual cultivation.

Immortal power and magic power can be transformed into each other, which is simply a fantasy to Lan Qingya.

But now it is actually happening to her.

One day, she had a sudden inspiration and all her fairy power was transformed into magic power.

Just as she guessed, her demon clan's cultivation level was rising like a rocket.

After continuous breakthroughs, he reached the Demon King realm.

Fu Feng has been practicing in the demon world for several years, and his cultivation has never encountered a bottleneck. His progress has been smooth. Now he has made a breakthrough and reached the late stage of the Spirit Transformation.

Fu Feng took on the responsibility of taking care of Duan Muyang in the space.

Although it is called care, there is actually nothing that needs care for Duan Muyang.

He practiced hard and healed himself.

Fu Feng, who had nothing to do, started infrastructure construction in the entire area.

The basic terrain has been laid by Lan Qingya.

Fufeng added some canyons, mountains, sacred peaks and plains.

Building houses and planting sacred trees is such a hassle.

Lan Qingya named this place Taoyuan Wonderland.