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

"If there is anything that needs to be verified, don't go alone. Find me and your master. We will go together to avoid danger."

Hearing the concern in her tone, Hua Xiangrong felt warm in her heart and nodded in agreement.

He jumped up from the hot spring, his long tail immediately turned into legs, and he came forward to hug her: "Uncle Master, please don't push Rong'er away again. We..."

He said this after realizing it, his face, ears, and neck all turned red: "We already have the facts, you can't go back on your word."

Lan Qingya turned her head and saw his face that was so beautiful that it angered the heavens and people. She couldn't help but touch it and said, "How can I bear to do that?"

She thought of something and said, "Ah, Rong'er, my immortal position in Qingxutian is still vacant, do you want to..."

"Yes!" Hua Xiangrong answered straightforwardly.

Once you enter a realm where the gods under the throne rule, it is like they are connected to each other as one, and they prosper together and suffer together.

At the same time, it is also more intimate.

He wished he could be closer and closer to his uncle.

The second day, at the mermaid palace.

The main hall has an altar for worshipping the gods.

The auspicious time had arrived, and Hua Xiangrong put on the crown and robes. Her tall figure looked even more handsome against the backdrop of the dress, with broad shoulders, a slim waist, and a slender and upright figure.

Especially that pair of long legs. If Lan Qingya hadn't seen it with her own eyes last night, she would have suspected that his legs were split from his belly button.

Handsome and dignified, with divine attributes bestowed by heaven, from this day on, he is the king of the mermaids.

The coronation ceremony was followed by a grand banquet for the guests.

The messengers from all over the world, the immortal monks from the heavens and the mortal worlds, and the people from the six realms who had friendships with the old monarch filled the main hall square.

Congratulations came one after another.

Fuzhi has always been entangled by a few mermaids and has never had a chance to cause trouble. This makes her very unhappy and even furious.

Seeing her being humiliated, Lan Qingya was happy. She toasted with Ying Zhao, Fu Feng, Bai Churan and others and inevitably drank a few more glasses.

The old king was relieved of his burden and was extremely happy, and he drank a few more glasses.

Gong Yijue took the wine glass from her hand unhappily: "Junior sister, drink less."

Lan Qingya leaned on his shoulder and responded: "Okay, okay..."

Ying Zhao looked on angrily.

Under Yi Ge's supervision, Tang Jiao also drank a few glasses of fruit wine. With a flushed face, she came over and whispered in Lan Qingya's ear.

When Lan Qingya heard what happened last night, her eyes widened.

real or fake?

Three?

Tang Jiao smiled foolishly and nodded.

Lan Qingya whispered: "The little girl is quite good at playing."

The people in the square were still having fun and no one noticed that the drunk old king had left early.

It was not until after midnight that everyone returned home with great satisfaction.

Lan Qingya sobered up and was discussing with them where to go for fun in the next few days.

The people in the square were almost gone. Fuzhi saw them talking from a distance and walking towards this side with arrogant looks.

I'll have to deal with her when I get back anyway, so there's no need to waste time talking to her now.

I feel annoyed when I see her.

Lan Qingya saw her coming over here and hurriedly took her people and fled.

Seeing that she couldn't catch up, Fuzhi was so angry that she stomped her feet on the spot and cursed something.

Lan Qingya sneered.

Tang Jiao came over and said, "Let's go get a full body massage, okay, Master?"

Lan Qingya pinched her tender little face and said, "Okay."

The last time Ronger took her there, the experience was good.

"Then let's go watch the sea creatures perform." Bai Churan joined in the fun.

"it is good!"

After this was decided, everyone was about to leave the palace when they saw some palace servants walking back and forth with nervous looks on their faces.

Lan Qingya grabbed someone and asked, "What happened?"

The palace maid looked embarrassed.

Lan Qingya pointed at Gong Yijue and said, "This is the Third Prince of the South Sea, your monarch's master. You can tell me anything you want to say."

The palace servant then said, "The old king has passed away."

Lan Qingya was completely shocked.

She subconsciously looked at Gong Yijue and the others, and it was obvious that they felt the same as she did.

"Where is the king?"

"Yes, in Qianyuan Palace."

"Take us there."

"Yes."

When they reached the gate of Qianyuan Hall, a palace servant went in to report.

Soon, Lan Qingya and others were invited in.

As soon as they entered the room, they saw that the house was in a mess, with books, ornaments, pens, inks and candlesticks all knocked over on the floor.

Walking in, I saw the old king's body, which had been moved to the bed.

Hua Xiangrong knelt beside the bed with a pale face and a sad expression.

Only when she got closer could Lan Qingya see clearly.

The old king's Dantian was shattered by divine power, and the person who attacked him was determined to kill him.

Tang Jiao was a little scared when she saw the tragic state of the corpse, but she also wanted to see more. She ignored Yi Ge's eyes and hid behind Lan Qingya to peek.

Gong Yijue said, "Rong'er, please accept my condolences."

Hua Xiangrong didn't move or reply.

Lan Qingya: "Has the murderer been caught? Are there any witnesses?"

Hua Xiangrong shook her head and still said nothing.

A palace servant beside him stepped forward and answered: "Reply to the God, the old king just came back and said he wanted to rest. He dismissed the palace servants and only kept Gongshi by his side. Gongshi is also gone."

Lan Qingya was silent.

The only witness was silenced.

Ji Wushang asked: "So, there was no one outside the palace at that time?"

The palace servant nodded: "It was the king who asked them to leave."

Ying Zhao frowned: "The old king must have noticed that there is someone in the palace, and he knows who that person is."

Gong Yijue: "The old king wanted to reminisce with that person, but he didn't expect that person to come with murderous intentions."

Fu Feng was puzzled: "Why did that person want to kill him?"

Hua Xiangrong finally spoke: "Because I found my father before the ceremony and wanted him to find a magic weapon given by a friend from the upper realm."

Lan Qingya's heart moved: "Could it be..."

He nodded: "Yes, I have seen a three-pronged fork in my father's collection, which was signed as Er Mu Mu."

After these words were spoken, Yi Ge beside Tang Jiao raised his eyebrows slightly.

As Hua Xiangrong spoke, her eyes, which had been empty all the time, suddenly flickered. She stood up and walked to the other side of the bedroom, opening a secret door disguised as a wall. Inside were all the old king's collections.

After walking around inside, Hua Xiangrong came out with a grim look on her face: "It's gone."

"I remember that the three-pronged fork was given to me by a god in heaven who had a good relationship with my father."

Lan Qingya: "Do you still remember the name?"

Hua Xiangrong thought for a long time with a pale face, then shook her head: "It's been too long, I can't remember it."

Gong Yi Jue turned to look at the palace servant who had answered earlier: "Are all the guests here today to attend the coronation ceremony of the new monarch? Are there any who have come to visit the old monarch on purpose?"

The palace servant shook his head: "No."

"you sure?"

"I am sure."

Lan Qingya: "Bring me the list of guests attending the ceremony today."

The palace people took the order and left.

Soon, the palace maid returned and presented a jade slip.

Lan Qingya took over and activated it. A large number of names were driven by spiritual power and floated in the air.

She saw a familiar face among these names.

"Rong'er, does your father have any dealings with Immortal Lord Yan Jing?"

Hua Xiangrong shook her head blankly: "In the past two hundred years, I have spent most of my time in Piao Miao Sect, so I don't know much about the friends my father has made."