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

A happy smile spread across Lan Qingya's face. Finally, she saw her master again.

Jun Moxiao's cold and sharp gaze seemed to be able to see through all mysteries. He swept over the surrounding gods, but some people did not dare to look him in the eye.

When his expression stopped at Lan Qingya's smiling face, it immediately became gentle.

At this time, disaster clouds were rolling up in the sky.

Jun Moxiao's eyes moved away from her face and looked up at the sky.

Compared with the calamity clouds in the mortal world, the difference between the heavenly realm and the mortal realm is like the difference between the great-great-grandfather and the grandson - more than just a generation apart.

The power of thunder and lightning came down with devastating momentum.

Jun Moxiao was calm and composed, and proudly faced the thunder tribulation.

The roaring thunder struck, but the figure standing in the air remained firm and unshakable.

When Jun Moxiao was struck by thirty-eight thunders, Lan Qingya heard a familiar and surprising voice.

"Master?!"

She looked in the direction of the voice and unexpectedly saw her own little disciple among this group of noble and elegant gods dressed in jewels and precious stones.

"Jiaojiao?"

She looked in surprise as a petite figure ran over and threw herself into her arms.

"Master! Master, you are here! Jiaojiao missed you so much!" Tang Jiao's pretty face rose from her arms, like a little kitten waiting to be petted.

It's been a long time since we last met. The last time she came to remind Lan Qingya about Qi Yanchen in her dream.

Lan Qingya was very grateful to her: "Good girl, I miss you too."

Tang Jiao turned around and looked at Jun Moxiao who was going through the tribulation, with an inexplicable smile on her face: "Master, please come to my Divine Palace to play after you are done with your work."

Lan Qingya nodded in response, and thinking of her own speculation, she asked directly: "Jiaojiao, what is the relationship between you and Jiutian Chunyuanzhen Lei Puhua Tianzun?"

Tang Jiao frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly realized: "That's my father."

Lan Qingya: ...

Is it your father who needs to think for so long?

She said embarrassedly: "My father doesn't like to call him by his title. His full name is Tang Zhenting."

Lan Qingya was silent. Her father was the famous Jiu Tian Chun Zhen Zhen Lei Pu Hua Tianzun. She was born an immortal, so why didn't she know any magic?

This question involves the internal affairs of Thor's family, so it is too presumptuous to ask.

She decided not to ask.

Tang Jiao acted very frankly: "Because my mother was a cultivator from the mortal world who ascended to the upper world, she gave birth to me with the innate holy body of cloud and thunder. My father said that I am a large thunder stone."

This little girl dared to sneak out to the mortal world to play even though she was over 40 years old and had not yet used her Nascent Soul stage cultivation. It was obvious that she was quite doted on by her family.

Lan Qingya: "With such a magnificent scenery in the fairyland, why are you still keen on going to the mortal world to play?"

Tang Jiao curled her lips: "Master, you will understand after staying here for a long time. This place looks beautiful and has not changed much over the years. You will get tired of it if you look at it too much."

This is true.

The master and disciple nodded to each other.

At this time, Jun Moxiao had already received eighty-one thunder tribulations.

When the eighty-two thunder tribulations fell, there were cries of surprise from all around.

Ji Wushang murmured, "It's stable."

This is the ninety-nine-day path returning to one calamity. After succeeding, Jun Moxiao's cultivation level stabilized.

Undoubtedly a God.

No wonder the master would rather die and live another life than fail in order to benefit both worlds. It turns out that his ascension was not to become an immortal, but a god.

Supreme God.

Lan Qingya and Tang Jiao's gaze also returned to the figure in the air, not noticing that a pair of hostile and resentful eyes were staring at her.

She was focused on Jun Moxiao's tribulation, but Ji Wushang sensed the hostility, turned his head to look over, sneered and gave a silent warning.

Fuzhi was so angry that she almost died.

Why are so many people protecting her!

How much suffering did this vicious woman make her suffer in the mortal world?

He was paralyzed and in a coma for several years.

When she woke up, her legs were broken and had grown into deformed shapes.

If Chi Xiao hadn't used his magical power to wake her up and heal her injuries, she would have become a cripple.

Does the God know that she is so cruel and ruthless?

You definitely don’t know.

The God was deceived by her!

She must make him see her true face. She, Fuzhi, is the love destined by the gods.

Her eyes were as sharp as knives as she stared at Lan Qingya hatefully.

Suddenly she saw Ji Wushang's warning eyes.

Fuzhi sneered. In the upper realm, she was like a fish in water, and you still wanted to scare her?

Just wait and see.

After ninety-nine thunder tribulations, the entire sky was suddenly filled with colorful clouds floating in the air, rolling continuously.

Several large golden characters written in a flowing style appeared in the air.

Tiansheng fights against Qiangang Qingyun Jun.

When Lan Qingya saw these words, her mind was so shocked that it went blank.

Master, is actually one of the two sons of the Father God?

The holy god who sealed the demon world 50,000 years ago and took away Chi You's bones?

The Heavenly Saint God who has always lived in people's word of mouth, in the classics, and in the legend? !

She was still in shock when tens of thousands of white-armored celestial generals appeared in the distance.

The leader was Gong Yijue, who had not been seen for a long time.

He still looked as handsome and gentle as ever, and the white armor made his face look even more handsome and heroic.

Lan Qingya saw him the first time, and he looked at her with great excitement.

Thousands of words are contained in the eyes that meet and separate in this instant.

Everyone present shouted in unison: "Welcome the Holy God back to his throne!"

The Holy God responded in a low voice, his eyes flickered slightly, and Gong Yi Jue was helped up.

As he did so, the soldiers behind him all stood up.

Low voices of discussion were heard around Lan Qingya.

"The Heavenly Saint God has returned?!"

"How could it be kept secret so well? I haven't heard any news about it before."

"Has Emperor Zhaohua, as the younger brother of the Heavenly Saint Supreme God, arrived?"

"there."

"Hey, did you notice? The title of Heavenly Saint God has two more characters than Emperor Zhaohua."

The number of characters in the title is very subtle. Let alone two characters, even one more character can show the difference in status.

"So what? Emperor Zhaohua won't care."

"Yes, given their brotherly love, he must come to greet them."

"The happiest people about the return of the Heavenly Saint God are Emperor Zhaohua and Fairy Fuzhi."

"Who wouldn't be happy? Without his sacrifice, there would be no way we could suppress Chi You."

"Do you still remember that in order to save his brother, Emperor Zhaohua gave him half of his power and barely protected the Heavenly Saint God from falling into the reincarnation cycle?"

“Who at some age doesn’t know about this?”

"Over the years, the Emperor has never given up looking for him."

"It is widely acknowledged in all six realms that Emperor Zhaohua has a good relationship with his brother."

Lan Qingya felt that the words of this immortal king were biased, at least the mortal world had never recognized him.

"And Fuzhi, wait till the clouds clear and the moon appears."

Fuzhi had a bad reputation in the heavenly realm, so no one responded to this.

The immortal music that was interrupted by the thunderbolt sounded again.

For a moment, the atmosphere of joy and happiness mixed with praise and congratulations was heard everywhere.

The Holy God looked around, and his deep, magnetic voice slowly came, resounding through the sky.

"Now that I have returned to my position, I will reward you according to your merits."

"Ao Jue, the third prince of the South Sea."

"The disciple is here."

"You assist me in the mortal world, and protect me in the immortal world. You are named Marshal of the Wuwei Heaven Luoyun Army, commanding 100,000 heavenly soldiers."

"Thank God."