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

Lan Qingya and Ying Zhao looked at each other and stepped into the teleportation array together.

With a flash of magic light, they arrived outside a magnificent palace.

There were people mixed together inside. They were wearing uniform clothes and were talking and laughing with each other.

"This is the latest batch of supplements. Fang Yuan, you have a kid with natural spiritual roots. You are so lucky."

Lan Qingya's heart moved. The number that man was talking about was eleven.

That’s what she saw when the talent was tested that day.

"That's right. With such good qualifications, the seller will give you some extra rewards when shipping." Another person couldn't hide his envy in his tone.

Fang Yuan lowered her eyes. This was not what she wanted at all.

Her Taoist partner was captured by them, and she had to obey their orders.

She could have avoided such threats, but when she thought of Afeng's face telling her to leave and not care about him, she couldn't bear to do it.

That was the friendship they had grown up with, and she couldn't give it up.

So they became a burden to each other, Afeng was helping them transport the monks, and she was trapped here as the keeper.

Also, she glanced at the red spot on her arm.

It looks like toad blood, but it’s not.

That's a poisonous insect.

If she dares to disobey, she will die immediately.

If they report the situation to the steward on the 15th of every month, they will get the antidote to delay the onset of the poisonous insects.

But they are all controlled by others, and she is no different from those children.

Fang Yuan's emotions were surging, but she didn't show any of them: "It was just luck."

Lan Qingya and Ying Zhao squatted quietly outside, their thin figures hidden among the bushes.

I was too far away to hear what they were talking about.

A variety of meals are also provided inside, and the atmosphere is very relaxed.

They need to get closer.

A flash of inspiration came to Lan Qingya, and she returned to her original appearance. She gestured to Ying Zhao, indicating that he should wait for her here.

In order to avoid exposing Ying Zhao's position, she hunched over and moved to the other side of the main road. She picked up a small stone and threw it at the monk on the outermost side.

The monk was originally outside taking a breath of fresh air alone. When he was hit on the head, he couldn't help but look up to search.

Soon he found Lan Qingya hiding in the bushes, practicing martial arts and waving at him.

Such a beautiful female cultivator has never appeared here before.

In order to prevent unnecessary factors from disturbing the Taoist minds of the supplements, these monks are also strictly selected. Their appearance cannot be too ugly or too beautiful, and their personalities cannot be too flamboyant or too introverted.

But the woman who was blinking at him and looking for help was so stunningly beautiful.

When he met her clear and bright eyes, he couldn't help but hold his breath. He completely forgot about the strangeness and walked over subconsciously.

Lan Qingya waved at him with a soft and flattering smile. When he came over, she said softly in a sweet voice, "Daoyou, can you do me a favor?"

The man could no longer think, and took two steps forward to her: "What's wrong?"

"I sprained my ankle," she said, pulling her foot out from under her robe.

The man subconsciously lowered his head to look, and when his eyes fell on her feet, his vision suddenly went dark.

Lan Qingya struck him on the back of the neck with her palm, knocking him unconscious.

She quickly took off his clothes and put them on herself, then Lan Qingya looked towards Ying Zhao.

The stern-faced young man pinched his fingers, and his figure immediately became tall and straight, and the robe on his body became the same style as Lan Qingya's.

Lan Qingya: ...

You make me look stupid.

Sure enough, Ying Zhao looked at her with a mocking expression.

Lan Qingya: What should I do? I suddenly want to kick him back to the mortal world.

"The pattern on your clothes is not right, it will be easy to be discovered!" She said angrily to excuse herself.

He cast a spell to make the unconscious person fall asleep, and then covered 60% of his own appearance.

Lan Qingya hid in the bushes again and rustled around, glaring at Ying Zhao warningly, telling him to turn his head away and not peek.

Ying Zhao sneered and turned around as he was told.

Only then did she take out the jade bracelets and rings she had hidden and put them on.

Everything was ready, and she walked in with Ying Zhao in a swagger.

In Lan Qingya's words, Ying Zhao has a kind of naive stupidity, and he has a kind of ignorant and fearless calmness wherever he goes.

Entering the hall, the two calm people naturally did not attract much attention.

Occasionally, curious eyes would fall on them, but because they were strangers, they would be thought to be new arrivals and would just glance at them and then move on.

On one wall of the hall, there is a huge piece of cloth with areas painted on it.

"What is this?" Ying Zhao frowned.

"This should be a schematic diagram of the farm." Lan Qingya guessed.

There are several triangles drawn in the area, and at a rough glance, there are at least a dozen triangles in one area.

There are more than twenty of them.

These triangles all have red magic light and are always on.

Lan Qingya raised her head and glanced at the front wall, and saw that there were hundreds of such areas on it.

And most of them are lit.

Her heart sank.

It turned out to be the case.

This farm has now grown to a scale she never imagined.

Tens of thousands of cultivators were kept in captivity by Ye Youhan and became supplements for the demon clan.

Now, it’s a bit difficult to take them all away.

Lan Qingya studied the connection routes between these areas with a heavy expression, and memorized them carefully in his mind.

She pulled Yingzhao over and asked him to remember with her.

After a while, they came out of the state of concentrating on memory.

Ying Zhao nodded at her, indicating that he remembered it.

There were tea, fruits and snacks on the table in the middle of the hall. Lan Qingya took Yingzhao to choose the one she liked.

"You only know how to eat." Ying Zhao took the snack she handed to him and muttered.

Lan Qingya uttered a "hey" and turned to take it back, but Ying Zhao quickly stuffed it into her mouth.

"If you have the guts, just don't eat it!" She pouted at him.

Third Senior Brother is really something. It would have been great if he had sent her the First Senior Brother, but he sent her such a plague god, and she has to coax him every day.

Thinking of this, Lan Qingya asked Ying Zhao: "What was Senior Brother doing when you came out?"

Ying Zhao took a long time to swallow it. He poured himself a cup of tea to ease the snack. After a while, he said vaguely: "Senior Brother stayed in your Yalan Peak for half a month, and then went into seclusion."

"Retreat?"

"Zhenjun said that we were not strong enough, so you were captured." Ying Zhao said disapprovingly, "How could I not be strong enough? I don't accept it, so I came to find you."

Lan Qingya was silent. The eldest senior brother was struck by the blow from his master and was deeply moved, so he went into seclusion to practice desperately.

Seeing Lan Qingya thinking with a distressed look on her face, Ying Zhao felt inexplicably upset: "Shouldn't I be the one you should feel sorry for?"

Lan Qingya sneered: "What use are you?"

Ying Zhao pursed his lips and glared: "I found you as soon as I arrived. I am very useful."

Isn't that a coincidence?

Lan Qingya didn't want to argue with him and nodded perfunctorily.

Ying Zhao frowned, and the dissatisfaction in his heart became even worse.

At this time, two figures came in from the door.

The light conversation stopped instantly and the whole hall fell silent.