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

Lan Qingya sat next to Gong Yijue, eating melon seeds, looking at the disciples who were practicing sword skills in unison.

Gong Yijue placed a small pile of peeled melon seeds in front of her and said, "That depends on how you teach. Generally speaking, swordsmanship requires first learning the moves. Only after you have mastered them by heart can everyone develop their own swordsmanship."

"As for enlightenment, it varies from person to person. I just guide them according to their talents and make use of them. From this perspective, teaching an apprentice is not a big deal."

Lan Qingya stuffed the melon seeds into her mouth and bowed to Gong Yijue to express her admiration.

Half an hour later, the training ended and the disciples began to disperse. Some of those who had problems in their cultivation came to Gong Yi Jue for help.

When Hua Xiangrong and Qi Yanchen walked towards them, Lan Qingya was very emotional.

[They are a perfect match, a match made in heaven. Even without any communication, walking side by side together is a pleasing picture. Perfect match! ]

Hua Xiangrong: ...

Qi Yanchen: ...

"Uncle Master."

"Master."

The two men saluted, while Gong Yijue on the side was still answering questions for other disciples.

Lan Qingya smiled and said, "You two entered the sect at the same time. I have never tested your sword skills. Why don't we have a competition today to see who is better in teaching, Senior Brother or me, Lan Qingya."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yanchen glanced at Hua Xiangrong, and both of them were eager to try.

While he was speaking, the disciple had already left.

Gong Yi Jue turned around and said, "Then let's have a competition. I don't believe I can lose to you."

Lan Qingya said to Qi Yanchen, "Did you hear me? Come on, Master! Let's dampen the spirit of the master and his disciple!"

Qi Yanchen's eyes were bright: "Disciple obeys your command!"

As he said this, he and Hua Xiangrong stood in the square, each of them took out their own swords and started to counter the attacks.

Seeing them fighting back and forth, Lan Qingya curled her lips at Gong Yijue and said, "Big Brother, you are really a good master. You taught Rong'er all the Six Combinations Sword Technique."

Gong Yijue smiled and said, "You are not far behind. Didn't you also teach me the complicated Thirteen Falling Flowers Style?"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

In the end, Hua Xiangrong was defeated by a narrow margin.

Seeing how lively they were fighting, Lan Qingya also felt itchy all over and looked at Gong Yijue.

The latter of course knew what she meant. He shook his head helplessly, drew his sword and stabbed.

Qi Yanchen and Hua Xiangrong's faces tightened.

Lan Qingya dodged the sword easily and said with a smile: "Stop it, I'm not ready yet!"

"You're even more shameless when you're being shameless!" Gong Yi Jue continued his attack.

The two were fighting with great enthusiasm when the mark on Lan Qingya's heart suddenly emitted a strong light.

"Well..."

Lan Qingya cried out in pain and her body froze.

Gong Yi Jue's sword had already stabbed at her, but when he saw that she was standing there without moving, his expression changed and he forcibly moved his sword away when it was less than an inch away from her.

Still cut Lan Qingya's arm.

"Junior sister!"

The three of them rushed forward to check on her condition.

Lan Qingya shook her head. There was only a bloody scratch on her arm. Compared with the pain in her heart, the pain was negligible.

Her forehead was soaked with cold sweat and it took her a long time to recover.

Now she understood that this thing was not only a mark, but also a means for that person to warn her.

But what had she done to cause him to issue such a warning?

She was just having fun practicing sword skills with her fellow brothers and disciples.

Could it be that her happiness made him unhappy?

"Junior sister, how do you feel?" Gong Yijue asked anxiously.

Qi Yanchen pursed his lips and watched this scene, but he was more worried about his master's health now.

Hua Xiangrong took out her handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from Lan Qingya's forehead.

"But my heart skipped a beat for a moment, but I'm fine now."

Lan Qingya felt that the matter was more serious than she had imagined, and she had to ask her master for help.

Throwing two bottles of pills to Qi Yanchen and Hua Xiangrong, she praised: "You two are very good, this is a reward."

Then he patted Gong Yijue's arm and said, "Brother, I have something to ask Master, so I'm afraid I won't be free for a few days. I'll leave Yanchen to you first."

Gong Yi Jue assured her not to worry, and Lan Qingya then took two deep breaths, stood up, and returned to Piaomiao Garden.

******

"Master..." Lan Qingya called softly with a pale face as she stood at the door of the main hall.

Jun Moxiao, who had not appeared since returning to the sect, slowly walked out of the main hall.

"Come in." He uttered two words lightly.

Lan Qingya followed him obediently and walked into the hall.

"Master, do you know?"

"Hmm..." Jun Moxiao hummed and raised his hand to signal, and Lan Qingya obediently lay on the beauty couch.

"I know that when Master helped me purify the evil spirit in the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea, he should have discovered it. But, I didn't think it was a big deal, and I was afraid that if I told everyone about it, it would cause everyone to worry, so..."

"Shut up."

Lan Qingya immediately closed her mouth and waited for Jun Moxiao to inject spiritual power into her body.

Master is different from the eldest senior brother. He never smiles and speaks very little. Anyone standing within ten feet of him will be frozen by his cold temperament.

Lan Qingya had been somewhat afraid of him since she was young, especially when she was a child.

Even if he picked her up from a mortal town, she didn't dare to get close to him.

The tall master beside me is so powerful and mentally strong, and will never compromise his principles for anyone or anything.

So when she had the idea that the cold-faced man in her dream was Jun Moxiao, she found it ridiculous.

The deep and powerful spiritual power carried her spiritual consciousness into her body and directly found the location of the mark.

After a moment, Jun Moxiao finished his work and said calmly, "It's a magic spell from the demon clan - Bo Xin Dang."

Lan Qingya's heart sank.

Bo Xin Dang is an extremely advanced magic of the demon clan. It can track and remotely control the person who is hit, and can also sense the person's mood, such as sadness, despair, happiness and other emotions.

But only those with the cultivation level of Demon Lord or above can use it.

This means that Rong Qi, who used Bo Xin Dang on her and caused trouble in the South China Sea, is the only Demon Lord in the Demon Realm today - Duan Muyang.

But Lan Qingya didn’t understand why he came to her?

Whatever she can think of, Master can think of as well.

Lan Qingya looked at Jun Moxiao.

The latter said calmly: "I need to use my spiritual power to refine a barrier to separate the mark from your heart. As long as I am not dead, the mark can no longer control you. But the mark cannot be eliminated."

Even if Master takes action, can’t it completely eliminate the problem?

At least preventing the other party from taking advantage of you is the best outcome.

"Thank you, Master."

Now that things have come to this, there is no point in being scared to death. Since Duan Muyang did this, he must have his reasons. Sooner or later he will come out to answer her questions. Why bother herself with unnecessary troubles?

Lan Qingya quickly relaxed and felt a little sleepy.

She has always been confident in her ability to go with the flow and live from day to day.