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

Only after the death of Lord Wanglong did the enemies who were harassing them retreat.

"The other party has made sufficient preparations."

Unfortunately, they underestimated her and Ji Wushang's strength.

Lan Qingya walked up to Ji Wushang and said, "Third Senior Brother, how do you feel?"

If he hadn't suddenly exploded at the critical moment and held on to the Kongtong Seal, both of them would have died here.

Ji Wushang shook his head and sneered: "Don't underestimate your third brother, this injury is nothing."

Several people looked at Shen Yijun, who was still unconscious.

Lan Qingya retracted her gaze and said to the four people who were less seriously injured: "Someone come and help me kill me."

Four people: ...

Fu Feng and Bai Churan both stepped back.

Xu Xianyuan also shook his head: "I can't do it."

Lan Qingya's eyes fell on Ying Zhao: "Stab him more times, the more tragic the better."

Ying Zhao pursed his lips and took out his sword. It was obvious that he was also very unhappy.

Why is it always him?

It would be better for him to stab himself than to let him stab the little girl.

After hesitating for a while, Ying Zhao finally took action at Lan Qingya's urging.

Soon, Lan Qingya's body was covered with sword wounds of varying depths, with the vital parts deviating by half an inch, creating fake fatal wounds.

The bright red blood seeped into the soil, creating a horrifying sight.

Lan Qingya made a hand gesture, her soul left her body, and she looked at the lifeless corpse on the ground.

Ji Wushang and the other four also used the invisibility spell.

They waited quietly by the side.

A stream of immortal energy hit Shen Yijun's face, and he immediately woke up with sharp eyes.

He still remembered that Alan was attacked by someone before he lost consciousness.

He knew that his mortal body was insignificant and he could not save her.

But he didn't want to just watch.

So he rushed forward, thinking that even if he died like Tian Qiming, it would be better than watching her fall into danger.

Then, he felt a pain in the back of his neck and fainted.

"Alan...Alan!" He remembered, jumped up from the ground, and shouted anxiously.

There was despair and sorrow in his voice, but it seemed that he was supported by a glimmer of hope.

I felt lost and confused, hopeful and fearful. I wanted to find her, but was afraid of seeing something I didn't want to see.

His steps were heavy and unsteady.

Keep moving forward and searching everywhere.

Finally, he saw Bai Qingya's body in the woods opposite.

The soul has left the body, this is a real corpse.

When he saw Bai Qingya lying motionless, all the blood left his face.

His pale lips trembled constantly and his eyes were fixed on her.

Shen Yijun was nailed to the spot for a moment, wanting to escape but also wanting to get closer.

He couldn't do any of it.

After a while, his straight gaze suddenly lit up, and he quickly ran to the corpse with a lucky and paranoid smile.

He held Bai Qingya in his arms and raised his hand close to her nose to smell her breath.

No snoring.

But he smiled even more: "Alan, it's okay, I'm here."

"You were always injured before, weren't you? I'm sure you'll be fine this time too."

"Yes, you are lucky, it's okay, it's okay..."

I kept repeating it, not knowing whether I was saying it to her or to myself.

"I will take you back now and ask the imperial physician to treat your injuries."

"Don't be afraid, you'll be fine soon."

"I promise that within a month, you'll be full of energy and energy again."

"Aren't you going to the Prajna Temple to burn incense? The Prajna Temple is just in front."

"Wake up quickly, and I'll take you there."

"Alan... wake up... if you don't wake up now you won't be able to catch the first incense stick..."

"Alan..." His voice gradually trembled, "Alan..."

"Open your eyes and look at me, I am A-Jun!"

"Why don't you look at me? Do you think I'm useless?"

"I am useless and can't save you. I can only watch you die in front of me and can't do anything..."

"No, no, no, no! You are not dead. Haha, look at my crow's mouth."

"Open your eyes, open your eyes and look at me. As long as you can survive, I will do anything for you!"

"You can die immediately!"

The fingers he was touching on her cheek began to tremble, and the smile on his face gradually collapsed.

"You, aren't you a goddess? How could you die like this?"

"I haven't told you yet, I know you are a deity. I remember you helped me block the lightning outside the military camp."

"I remembered it after I was struck by lightning in Jingyang..."

"But I'm afraid you don't want me to know, and I'm afraid if I tell you you'll leave and look for..."

"Go find that master..."

He put his arms around her waist, and wherever he touched was slippery with blood.

"Alan, I don't care, really..."

"Even if you are the substitute of my master, I don't care. I just hope you can stay by my side..."

"Alan, wake up, I can't live without you..."

"Please, don't leave me..."

His humble pleading became weaker and weaker, and finally he buried his head in her chest. His sobs became silent, and only his whole body was shaking violently.

Originally, Lan Qingya was just watching the show, but when she saw Shen Yijun was heartbroken and looked like a madman, she couldn't help but shed tears.

The people around him were also infected by him and looked heavy-hearted.

Shen Yijun trembled silently for a long time, and finally looked up.

When they looked up like this, Lan Qingya and the others felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

There was only death in his eyes.

It was like a silent and thick darkness that could swallow up everything around, and no light could be ignited anymore.

Suddenly, his face flushed and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ying Zhao took a long time to find his voice: "Did we overstimulate it? I think Zhenjun's condition is not very good."

No one answered him.

He also vomited blood last time, but it was not as horrifying as this time.

There is no desire to live from the inside out.

Now, none of them can show up again and can only watch how events unfold.

Shen Yijun expressionlessly took off his outer robe and covered Bai Qingya's body with it. He then drew his sword and calmly slashed his neck in front of the shocked gazes of the six people.

He did this action as casually and easily as if he was continuing to burn incense.

His artery was cut and blood gushed out, but he still had the energy to hug Bai Qingya in his arms, snuggling with her and closing his eyes.

There was a faint smile at the corner of his lips.

Lan Qingya was stunned.

The remaining five were also dumbfounded.

half an hour.

Shen Yijun is dead.

"Third Senior Brother, did our Master die for love in this life?"

Ji Wushang stiffened his neck and turned his eyes to look at Lan Qingya: "How is it possible? His original destiny was to fight many more battles, help the empress establish immortal merits, and eventually die on the battlefield."

"And you have become his lifelong pain."

Lan Qingya pointed at the body on the ground which was gradually getting colder: "So, what happened?"

Ji Wushang: "You ask me, how should I know?"

As he reacted, he pulled his neck towards Lan Qingya.

Lan Qingya:?

He couldn't help but sigh: "Have you cried yourself silly? Go back to your body quickly. When the body is found, your body will be buried with him."

Lan Qingya: ...

She floated up and merged into her own body in the gazes of everyone.