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

Outside the Zhaohua Divine Palace, Lan Qingya made a jade slip in front of the four people.

She transformed herself into Fuzhi and cried for him to come and see her.

Not long after the jade slip was sent out, Lord Wu Jie was seen coming out of the Divine Palace and flying all the way to Wuyun Divine Mountain.

Lan Qingya and the other four followed from a distance.

As soon as he left the heavenly realm, they surrounded him.

Lord Wu Jie looked at them with ill intentions and said with a smile, "What is Lord Miao Qing planning to do?"

Lan Qingya raised her lips in a cold arc: "Lord Wu Jie, no, I should call you Lord Zhi Ge, right?"

Wu Jie's expression suddenly changed.

"Your original name was Zhi Ge. You were a deity promoted by Father God. You changed your name to Wu Jie after you pledged your loyalty to Emperor Zhao Hua."

"You failed to stop the war, and instead became a knife in the hands of others, just because of Ermu. You self-deprecatingly nicknamed yourself Ermu."

"This happened a long time ago, and only a very small number of gods know the inside story."

Among these very few gods are Tang Jiao’s father Tang Zhenting and Yi Ge.

Yi Ge and Zhi Ge are from the same school.

This matter was told to her by Yi Ge at the instruction of Tang Zhenting.

Lan Qingya originally wanted to deal with Fuzhi at Wuyun Mountain and then come back to settle the score with Wu Jie.

But unexpectedly, he actually killed Ji Wushang and Hua Xiangrong first.

Gong Yijue suddenly held her hand and patted it soothingly.

Furious, Lan Qingya took a few deep breaths, nodded at him, forced herself to suppress the anger in her heart, and continued speaking.

"So," she took out the crystal mirror she had collected in the Mortal Realm, opened the handle of the mirror, and inside it were the three words "Er Mu Tou", "the person behind the scenes who is stirring up trouble in the Mortal Realm, the Underworld, the Demon Realm, and the Monster Realm is you."

As she spoke, she waved her hand and called up the large amount of scenes of their secret conversation that she saw from Zhu Yanjing's sea of ​​consciousness.

When the Heavenly Saint God was undergoing tribulation in the mortal world, they hid in the space magic weapon and wanted to kill Lan Qingya and Shen Yijun below.

In Jingyang City, it was also him who stood in the clouds and struck Shen Yijun with lightning, allowing him to restore his memory in an attempt to break the impasse.

The scene changed, and in the Ningguo court, the 10,000 soldiers who came for emergency support were Wu Jie who possessed the prime minister's body and persuaded the emperor to issue an order, which almost buried Shen Yijun in the canyon.

"The Vermillion Mirror that the Underworld used to connect with the Wheel King is not the Vermillion Mirror, the Vermillion Mirror that the Demon World used to connect with the Female Vagina is not the Vermillion Mirror, and the Vermillion Mirror in the South Sea is still not the Vermillion Mirror."

"You were seen doing things in the demon world by Lin Tingxiu. He is a snow leopard with a keen sense of smell. Even if you change your appearance, he will not mistake your smell."

"A few days ago, you followed Emperor Zhaohua to the demon world to participate in my Demon World Co-Lord Zhaoshi Ceremony. He recognized you and pointed you out to me."

"The same goes for the South Sea incident. The old monarch didn't know Zhu Yanjing, who had little experience, at all. It wasn't him who had a close relationship with him and gave him a magic weapon."

"It's you. It's all you."

Lan Qingya did not find these three things in Zhu Yanjing's memory, so there was only one possibility, that someone was using his skin to do these things.

Who is that person?

There seemed to be no other choice.

"So, when Qing Zhi and Wang Long used the Kongtong Seal to kill us in the lower realm, the Emperor of the South Pole had already passed away, right?"

Wu Jie stared at her without responding.

Lan Qingya didn't need him to respond: "You killed him, and controlled the immortals under his seat to delay time and prevent us from discovering it in time, just to make it easier for us to act."

"Don't struggle. As a God, you can't be so thorough, and you can't kill an emperor."

"Is it Emperor Zhaohua who is backing you up? Did he kill Emperor Changsheng?"

"What is the conspiracy between Emperor Zhaohua and the other two emperors in creating the Saha world?"

"Say!"

Wu Jie suddenly lowered his head and laughed.

I knew she would find out the truth sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to be so early.

"So what if you know? A plan is like the gears of fate. Once it starts turning, it can't be stopped."

There was a hint of mockery in his eyes as he spoke: "I was the one who killed Ji Wushang and Hua Xiangrong."

"I'll spread the news that the Antarctic Emperor has come out of retreat. When they get the news, they will naturally rush here. I just need to wait for them in the Antarctic Divine Palace."

"When they arrived, they found out that the Antarctic Emperor had passed away. What awaited them was the same fate as him."

"Ji Wushang and Hua Xiangrong are quite capable. I almost lost to them."

"Unfortunately, I did not underestimate the enemy, and I have divine power."

"The two of them against twenty people, they are no match at all."

Lan Qingya looked at his jade-like face and suddenly had an idea: "Are you the jade flute?"

Wu Jie did not answer, but smiled cruelly: "Before Hua Xiangrong died, she was still calling me uncle."

"I am about to die, what's the use of Uncle Master's words?"

"It's a pity for the Mermaid Kingdom. The king has just ascended the throne and they have to elect a new king again."

Lan Qingya gritted her teeth, clenched her fists tightly, and stared at him fiercely.

"As for Ji Wushang, the half-realized divine power in him has greatly increased my cultivation. It's not completely useless."

Lan Qingya laughed out of anger, and an absurd and cold smile spread across her face.

Before anyone could react, she suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, she suddenly appeared above Wu Jie's head.

Zijin raised his scimitar high and chopped it on Wujie's shoulder.

The blade penetrated more than three inches and could not go any deeper. Wu Jie's whole body emanated a divine light.

That is the same divine power as Lan Qingya and the aura of a heavenly saint.

It was really him who absorbed Ji Wushang's divine power.

Lan Qingya roared and continued to exert force, pushing Wu Jie back dozens of meters.

At this time, Gong Yijue, Tu Shanwei, Ying Zhao and Lin Tingxiu also took out their weapons and attacked Wu Jie.

However, Lord Wu Jie retreated all the way due to Lan Qingya's amazing push, and finally he used force on his legs to stop abruptly.

He stopped retreating, and the effort turned into wounds, with streams of blood flowing down his shoulders.

Wu Jie was completely unaware of this, and suddenly a golden cloth bag appeared in his hand.

Lan Qingya's eyes narrowed slightly.

It's a Qiankun bag.

The Qiankun bag was thrown into the air, the mouth of the bag opened, and thirty-six rays of divine light flashed, then fell to the ground, transforming into thirty-six golden immortals and gods.

At this time, the attacks of Gong Yi Jue and others had arrived, and many magical weapons came whistling with the sound of breaking wind.

But before these weapons fell, Wu Jie suddenly disappeared, leaving only a wooden figure.

Li Daitao is stiff.

He escaped.

The thirty-six gods and immortals around are still there.

He stared at the five people eagerly.

Lan Qingya stretched out her hand and four ferocious beasts suddenly appeared, growling angrily at the gods present.

Also appearing at the same time were mountain spirits, human-faced spiders and red ridge poisonous ants. They were brought to the upper realm as Lan Qingya's pets and participated in the battle for the first time.

Looking at the divine rings behind nearly half of the people, Lan Qingya's eyes became even colder and she tightened the scimitar in her hand.