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

Lan Qingya let him look her up and down, and said with a smile: "I'm fine. The man who used this thing didn't have enough cultivation. He also had little combat experience, so I escaped."

So, if that person was ruthless and defeated the enemy with one move, he would not be able to see her now?

Qi Yanchen's soft and perfect handsome face suddenly turned cold: "You go back first, I will help you check this matter. I will definitely help you get rid of this anger."

If it really is Zhou Qi, then the Central Ghost Emperor should be replaced by someone else.

Lan Qingya held him back: "Don't be impulsive, there may be something else going on. Let's follow the clues first. I want to find out who is playing chess behind the scenes."

Qi Yanchen nodded: "Master, don't worry, I will let you know if I have any clues."

After Lan Qingya left, Qi Yanchen's gentle face immediately turned cold.

He put away the Qingming Soul-Bewitching Lamp and flew towards Baodui Mountain.

As he passed by, the ghost cultivators and ghost messengers along the way greeted him one by one. Qi Yanchen did not look around and went straight to Zhou Qi's Ghost Emperor Palace.

Zhou Qi was handling official business. When he saw the visitor, he put down the jade slip in his hand, stood up hurriedly, and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Emperor."

Qi Yanchen stared at him for a long time with his eyes narrowed, making Zhou Qi feel a chill on his back.

The King of Fengdu has been extremely diligent since taking office and quickly became familiar with the operating procedures of the entire underworld, as well as the duties and responsibilities of the gods under his rule.

He is a low-key person, but he is vigorous and decisive in doing things.

A while ago, the King of the Chakravartin returned from his reincarnation. His combination of kindness and power, and his open promotion and secret oppression, forced the gods of the underworld to reconsider the methods of the Lord of the Underworld and their own position.

The gods really couldn't tell that it only took him two hundred years to grow from an insignificant little figure in the mortal world to the righteous god who ruled the underworld.

Zhou Qi was unsure of his purpose, so he could only raise his hand to signal, "Your Majesty, please take a seat."

Qi Yanchen had restrained the fierce aura he had when he entered the hall just now, and sat in the seat where Zhou Qi had just sat.

"Zhou Qi, I came here today to ask you something."

"Excuse me, Emperor."

"Where is your Qingming Bewitching Lamp?"

Zhou Qi's heart skipped a beat.

The Qingming Lantern is lost.

Only he himself knows about this.

Zhou Qi likes to be lively and often invites friends from the underworld to his house for gatherings.

Every time we get together, there are at least hundreds of people.

It is common for everyone to eat, drink and have fun for three days and three nights.

That’s why his Qingming Lamp was so hard to find after it was lost.

Because there are too many suspects.

The original idea was to retrieve it quickly without anyone noticing and pretend nothing had happened.

But he never expected that Qi Yanchen would find out about this.

How did he know?

In an instant, Zhou Qi's mind had turned a hundred corners.

He decided to tell the truth.

After recounting the story of how the Qingming Lamp was lost, Zhou Qi bent over with his head lowered, waiting for Qi Yanchen to speak.

"Write down the names of everyone who attended the banquet that day and give them to me."

Zhou Qi: ...

I don’t fucking know either!

"Think it over before you reply. The Qingming Lamp was taken to the mortal world and used to kill monks. You should be thankful that she is fine. Otherwise, everyone at the banquet that day would have been buried with her."

Qi Yanchen looked at him with a sharp gaze, and said word by word: "So, if you think of protecting that person, you will suffer as well. Do you understand?"

He did not use any coercion, but Zhou Qi felt his hands and feet were cold. He nodded and said, "I know, I know."

As he spoke, he quickly activated a blank jade slip on the table and entered the names of the people who had attended the banquet that day one by one based on his memory.

There are actually more than 360 people listed.

Zhou Qi handed the jade slip to Qi Yanchen with a blushing look on his face.

In fact, it is not very difficult to check.

People who attend Zhou Qi banquets regularly are less likely to resort to violence.

You can first check those who are there for the first time, or those who have not been there for a long time and those who suddenly appear.

Zhou Qi was afraid that Qi Yanchen would deal with him as well, so he tried hard to find suspicious people in the empty list.

After three rounds of screening, fifty-four people were picked out.

"Screen again." Qi Yanchen said expressionlessly.

Zhou Qi gritted his teeth and continued screening.

Suddenly, Qi Yanchen raised his hand and pulled out a name.

"Zhe Jiayue." He muttered the name, his eyes falling on Zhou Qi.

"The Ghost Emperor is very familiar with the Wheel King?"

Stared at by these cold eyes, Zhou Qi shook his head stiffly.

"We were only somewhat familiar with each other, but we didn't have much of a relationship. That time he came back from his calamity and came to my Baodui Mountain for the first time, so... we just chatted for a while."

Zhou Qi added: "But I never had any close contact with him!"

"I was very surprised at the time. He had just come back from a disaster, so why didn't he keep a low profile? Instead, he made friends everywhere and showed off. He wasn't very smart."

Qi Yanchen's eyes fell on the name that was shining in the air.

"It's more like a sitting duck."

He was secretly sent into the six realms of reincarnation before.

If the King of the Wheel of Fortune was the spy, why didn't he change his identity or cover up his actions, but just acted so openly?

This is too silly.

He pondered for a moment and whispered a few words to Zhou Qi.

*

Lan Qingya didn't wait too long, one night two months later.

Suddenly, a cloud of mist rose from her boudoir, and a bleak green light suddenly appeared, flashing with an eerie light, making Qi Yanchen's appearance seem eerie.

Today, Huayi happened to be talking to Lan Qingya, and she hadn't gone to bed yet at this hour.

When she saw the tall Qi Yanchen appearing in the clouds, she rolled her eyes and fainted before she could even exclaim.

Lan Qingya opened her mouth, but could only sigh helplessly in the end. She cast a sleeping spell on the unconscious Huayi, and used her magical power to carry her to the warm couch to prevent her from catching a cold.

Qi Yanchen looked embarrassed: "I calculated the time to come, but I didn't expect..."

Lan Qingya waved at him and motioned him to sit down.

"Hey! Which pervert dares to break into our girl's bedroom at night? I think you are tired of living..."

A woman suddenly rushed in from outside the door. When she saw Qi Yanchen, she couldn't help but widen her eyes and swallowed the words she was about to say.

Qi Yanchen glanced at the woman doubtfully and looked at Lan Qingya in confusion.

The latter stroked his forehead, sighed, and gestured to the woman.

The woman transformed herself and returned to her original appearance.

Qi Yanchen hurriedly greeted him: "Third Master."

Ji Wushang gave an amiable smile: "My dear. Where have you been all these years?"

Qi Yanchen answered honestly and narrated how he returned to the underworld, how he refined the power of the goddess Hou Tu, and now how he was successfully conferred the title of Emperor of the Underworld.

Ji Wushang was stunned when he heard this. He knew about the Lord of the Underworld, but he never thought that the new Lord of the Underworld was actually Qi Yanchen.

In terms of official rank, cultivation and strength, he was crushed by this youngster in every way.

Fortunately, he has the relationship with his uncle in Piao Miao Sect, which is enough for him to brag about for hundreds of years when he returns.