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

After the symptoms disappeared, Lan Qingya dragged Tang Jiao to find other ingredients, completely ignoring Tu Shanyu's resentful eyes.

As the days passed, the Divine Lord's Realm finally welcomed the first group of guests who came to watch the ceremony.

The Supreme God Tiansheng, Gong Yijue, Ying Zhao, Hua Xiangrong, Xu Xianyuan, Duan Muyang, Qi Yanchen, and Nvba arrived almost one after the other.

Lan Qingya happily chatted with them and arranged accommodation for them.

Fortunately, the house built by Lin Tingxiu was big enough, and she was very grateful at that time.

But soon I couldn't laugh anymore.

The Five Great Emperors of the Heavenly Realm, the Five Elders of the Five Directions, Emperor Wenchang, Emperor Zhaohua, the Four Heavenly Masters, the Four Heavenly Kings, the Five Qi True Lords, the Twelve Yuanchen, the Twenty-Eight Mansions, the Seventy-Two Heavenly Generals...

Lan Qingya wondered if 90% of the gods in heaven had come.

Of course, she is not so arrogant as to think she is so great.

These gods probably came here just to show respect to the Supreme God Tiansheng.

Duan Muyang from the Demon Realm, the Four Demon Lords, the Twenty-three Demon Kings and thousands of demon generals came to show their support.

Duan Muyang is a bit like that overbearing president who comes specially to support his little wife.

Thousands of ghost emperors from the underworld, the ten kings of hell, and many well-known ghost generals, ghost officials, and ghost cultivators also came.

The mortal world continued its usual low-key approach, and thousands of people also came.

When Song Yanche met Lan Qingya with his earthly immortal cultivation, the latter was extremely surprised.

This was the last time he brought all the major sects to celebrate. After the celebration, he followed Lan Qingya back to the heaven.

Not to mention the demon world, the twelve divine beasts, the seventy-two demon tribes, near and far, tall and short, transformed and untransformed, all who could come came.

Everyone knew there was no place to entertain them, so they consciously returned to their own spaces or slept on the floor without any complaints.

There is almost no open space in the Divine Lord's Realm.

Lan Qingya's scalp tingled as she watched.

She really didn't expect it to be this big.

Thinking about the scene she would face that day, she, who was originally calm, couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Kong Yuning smiled warmly: "Don't be afraid, Qingya, you have done very well in rehearsal, and you will be able to complete the ceremony smoothly on that day."

Lan Qingya looked at his gorgeous face and nodded heavily: "Well, I will never let you lose face."

Kong Yuning: ...

If something goes wrong, it will obviously be more embarrassing for you, the leader of the demon world.

He was sensible enough not to say it out loud.

As soon as Lan Qingya finished speaking, she noticed more than ten pairs of eyes falling on her, which made her tremble.

Suddenly I feel that having too many men is not a good thing.

The embarrassing scene of picking her toes on Yalan Peak was still vivid in her mind. If she let them all come over and talk, she would be dead in a matter of minutes.

Before the ceremony began, Lan Qingya sent each of them a sound transmission note, agreeing to meet at different locations the next day.

See two in one hour, and see all in five hours.

Please let me go today.

The auspicious time has arrived, flowers pave the road, and divine light shines on the clouds.

Lan Qingya, dressed in a complicated and heavy dress, walked to the altar with a solemn expression.

Offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, declare the divinity, read the imperial edict, announce to the six realms, sound bells and drums, test the heavens, and finally accept congratulations from the spectators.

When the divine light in the sky enveloped Lan Qingya, she felt that her bond with the demon world had deepened.

After the ceremony, there was a wave of congratulations that lasted for a long time.

At this time it was clear that Lin Tingxiu and Tu Shanming were fully prepared.

Even though the number of guests came was a hundred times more than expected, and there were all kinds of species in the demon world, the banquet still did not treat them lightly.

There was a buffet in the inner area and a buffet outside. Various kinds of food were placed on the table for the monsters to choose from, extending all the way to the distant hills.

Lan Qingya felt like a mascot, wandering among the messengers from the six realms and making all kinds of polite conversations with familiar and unfamiliar people.

It was not until midnight that the crowd gradually dispersed.

What followed was a month of feasting and performances.

A month later, the demon world will celebrate another year on its own.

From then on, this day every year was designated as the God's Day, and the people of the demon world would have a ten-day holiday to celebrate.

After seeing off the messengers from the six realms, Lan Qingya was very tired.

I took off my dress and lay on the bed to relax.

She just wants to rest now.

But someone is coming.

Qi Yanchen.

I will spoil my obedient little disciple even if he cries.

Lan Qingya opened the ban and let him in.

"Master."

Qi Yanchen's temperament has changed again.

He became more calm and decisive, and seemed to have completely gotten rid of his previous indecisive and awkward appearance, and turned into a qualified emperor.

However, that arrogant and unquestionable aura automatically subsided when he saw Lan Qingya, and he even showed a bit of weakness and coquettishness.

Lan Qingya watched him turn over from lying down to lying prone, and hummed lazily.

"Achen, I'm so tired..."

Qi Yanchen hesitated for a moment: "How about I give you a massage?"

Lan Qingya hummed.

Qi Yanchen held her shoulders with his powerful and hot hands, massaging them bit by bit.

Lan Qingya sighed comfortably: "How is the Netherworld?"

"Everything is fine."

"The Queen Mother Hou Tu is not here, so you should be careful in everything."

This matter is over, but I'm afraid things in heaven will not stop.

"I know." As he spoke, his hands moved to her waist.

Qi Yanchen's technique was professional and his strength was moderate. Lan Qingya felt a slight pain but also a bit of comfort.

"There's been a lot going on in the heavens lately. I'll come accompany you after I'm done with it," she offered.

Qi Yanchen moved his hand downward, and Lan Qingya unconsciously tensed her body.

"Don't... I'm tired and want to rest..."

Qi Yanchen chuckled: "In Master's eyes, is this the kind of person who doesn't care about Master?"

He continued moving down to massage her calves.

Lan Qingya snorted twice and didn't reply.

She hadn't forgotten how she almost couldn't get out of bed in the underworld.

Suddenly, there was a cool touch on the ankle, accompanied by the clear and pleasant sound of bells.

Lan Qingya: "What is it?"

"The artifact of the underworld, the Nine Nether Soul Calming Bell. This is a gift from the disciple to the master."

Lan Qingya turned over and lifted her legs to check.

There was a thin, shiny silver chain with five bells tied to it around her snow-white ankle.

Lan Qingya performed the ritual in front of him, and then she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

She gave a wicked smile and suddenly shook her ankle.

Qi Yanchen was less than a foot away from her ankle. When he heard the ringing sound, his eyes suddenly widened.

Lan Qingya's eyes lingered on his face, observing whether he had really fallen into her trap or was just playing along with her.

"come over."

Qi Yanchen walked obediently to the bedside and sat down in front of her.

She propped herself up with her hands and moved closer to him. When their lips were about to touch, she saw his rosy lips slightly open and she responded unconsciously.

She immediately distanced herself from him, with a gleam of mischief in her eyes: "Oh, I found out. You're lying!"

Qi Yanchen's dull eyes suddenly regained clarity, and his tall and burly figure pressed her forward: "I am cooperating with you, but this thing is real."

"With Master's cultivation, using this bell, even if the opponent is a Supreme God, his soul will still tremble violently."