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

Before they left, Lan Qingya asked, "When will Fairy Fuzhi leave for Ruchun Mountain?"

Wu Jie gritted his teeth and said, "The God is really anxious. Fuzhi is in this condition now. She can't go even if she wants to. She has to recover from her injuries, right?"

Lan Qingya said nothing and watched them leave in a hurry.

There were only four of them left on the execution platform.

"Third Senior Brother, has the Emperor Changsheng come out of seclusion?"

Ji Wushang shook his head: "No. It is normal for these emperors to be in seclusion for hundreds or thousands of years. I went there three times in the past few months and didn't see him once."

He leaned over and said, "Little Junior Sister, shall I give you the Kongtong Seal?"

Lan Qingya shook her head: "Just leave it there. You can go and have a look whenever you remember."

She also felt incredible: "This is the artifact he is in charge of. He is not in a hurry to find it after it is lost. What a weird person."

Ji Wushang nodded in response, and sneered when he heard it: "There are so many weird people you haven't seen. Maybe he has been busy in seclusion and hasn't noticed that the artifact is missing?"

A few of them chatted as they went home.

As soon as she arrived at her divine residence, Fu Feng handed her two jade slips.

Lan Qingya took it and fired it, and couldn't help but be surprised.

He is Tang Jiao's father, the Nine Heavens Pure True Thunder Master, Tang Zhenting.

He invited Lan Qingya to his house for a chat.

I had agreed with Tang Jiao to visit her before, but I never found the time.

That's just perfect.

As she was thinking about it, she activated another jade slip, and it turned out to be Tu Shanwei.

"Qingqing, sister, I miss you so much! When will you return to the demon world? There are still ten years until your demon world co-leader ceremony, come back soon!"

"Have you advanced? The demons in the demon world who have gained the power of your bloodline have sensed it and benefited from it."

"Come back soon, your little fox is lovesick."

"Hey, Dad, don't snatch it. Let me say a few more words."

Then came Tu Shanming's voice: "Lord God, don't forget the time! Come back at least two years in advance!"

Lan Qingya couldn't help but chuckle when she heard the sound of the father and son fighting over the item.

He threw the jade slip to Fu Feng and said, "Please help me reply to them. Let's make an appointment with Tianzun. I have to go to Yingzhou Island first and will be back in a month at most."

"Tushan, just tell me I know and I will go back early."

Fu Feng agreed and turned to enter the information on the jade slip.

Bai Churan came over and said, "Master, are you going to Yingzhou Island? Are you taking me with you?"

Lan Qingya pinched his face, which was smooth and shiny, like a peeled egg: "No."

Bai Churan's face immediately fell: "Why?"

"There are two ferocious beasts there. It's too dangerous. You and Fu Feng should stay in Qingxu Heaven. If you get bored, go out and play. The Ninth Heaven is still peaceful without Fuzhi."

Hua Xiangrong, who was standing by, looked at her and said, "I'll go with you."

Lan Qingya shook her head: "No need..."

Before she finished speaking, Hua Xiangrong said, "Master, I'm in a bad mood. I want to go out with you to relax..."

Lan Qingya: ...

She has never been able to resist the lovable and fragile beauties.

"OK then."

Bai Churan refused to do it: "I'm not afraid of danger, I want to go too!"

Lan Qingya: ...

Principles, once they start to loosen, will decline infinitely.

"alright."

After Fu Feng finished writing on the jade slip, he came over and said in a gentle voice, "Qingya, I want to go too."

Lan Qingya: ...

“All go!”

However, Hua Xiangrong did not go.

He was borrowed by the Holy God.

The Supreme God Tiansheng was going to Wuyun Divine Mountain to discuss important matters with the leader of the Five-Colored Crane Tribe. The mermaids were good at repairing things, so he took Hua Xiangrong with him.

Tiansheng seemed to know what was happening over there.

Lan Qingya didn't ask much, but just told Hua Xiangrong to be careful and not to have any wild thoughts, and that she would go find him when she came back.

After all, he had just lost a loved one, and his condition has been better these days, but he has not fully recovered.

The silent Hua Xiangrong looked at Lan Qingya, who was chattering incessantly and unable to hide her worry, and suddenly leaned over and kissed her lips.

At first it was gentle like a gurgling stream, then he became more and more absorbed in it, until it finally became a deep ocean that drowned her.

She indulged him, and he easily inserted his tongue, tangling with hers.

He kissed for a long time, so long that both of them had difficulty breathing.

He panted and left her lips, but still held her gaze at a very close distance: "Uncle Master, I'm leaving tomorrow, can you stay tonight?"

Lan Qingya now loved him even more, and she hugged his neck and said, "Let's go back to the bedroom."

Hua Xiangrong picked her up, still reluctant to be too far away from her, so she rested her forehead against hers and walked quickly towards the bedroom.

Fu Feng, who came in from outside with jade dew lotus seed soup, saw their backs, with three parts of melancholy, three parts of loneliness, and three parts of envy in his eyes.

He put the things on the table and stood there alone for a long time before turning around and leaving.

Flying thirty thousand miles to the north is a thirty-six-day snowy land.

Thousands of white jade trees and tens of thousands of ice cloud flowers.

Fu Feng hid under a thousand-year-old tree, looking at the rime condensed on it, with an unrelieved sorrow in his eyes. He raised his hand and poured the wine into his mouth.

Not far away, there was a snow-white deer with antlers on its head.

An animal that looked like a deer but wasn't a deer, and like a musk deer but wasn't a musk deer, and had a somewhat holy aura, flew from a mountain top not far away.

He stomped twice in the air, his body gracefully and calmly, and he landed on the ground turning into a handsome man in white.

It was Bai Churan.

He walked slowly to Fu Feng and sat down: "Fu Feng, what's wrong with you?"

They are both Lan Qingya's contract partners, and Fu Feng was also by Bai Churan's side during the Piaomiao Sect's trial, so they have a very close relationship.

Fu Feng pursed his lips in grievance, and looked at Bai Churan for a long time, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

"Ugh!"

He sighed heavily, handed Bai Churan a pot of wine, and continued drinking himself.

Bai Churan shook his head and pushed the wine away: "Didn't the master say that we were leaving for Yingzhou Island? What if you drank too much and she left you in Qingxutian?"

Fu Feng's gloomy eyes suddenly became clearer. He raised his hand and used his cultivation to dispel the drunkenness, and the sadness between his brows became even more intense.

Bai Churan frowned: "When did you become so fussy? Can't you just say what you want to say?"

"Given our friendship, I will naturally help you."

Fu Feng pouted and looked at him, as if judging the truth in his words.

As if he had made up his mind, a look of determination flashed across Fu Feng's face.

He leaned slowly, and Bai Churan understood and moved closer to him.

Fu Feng looked aggrieved and depressed, and told everything like pouring beans.

Bai Churan was surprised at first, then felt sympathy, and finally had a serious discussion with him for a while.

On the second day, Lan Qingya personally sent flowers to Xiangrong to Wuwei Heaven to meet Tiansheng Shangshen.

After last night, Hua Xiangrong was even more reluctant to leave her, and she kept asking for a kiss until the moment before she left.

Lan Qingya pushed him out the door reluctantly, and the two of them went together for thirty-four days.

High-ranking gods all have their own ceremonial guards, but the Supreme God Tiansheng is used to being alone, so this time when he went to the Wuyun Divine Mountain, he only brought Hua Xiangrong and Ji Wushang.