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

Lan Qingya was feeling a little depressed when she heard the sound of running outside.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the next moment, a female cultivator came in from outside.

Seeing Lan Qingya inside, she was obviously stunned, then quickly pulled her down and squatted, whispering: "Sister, someone is chasing me outside."

Upon hearing this, Lan Qingya immediately looked through the window, but did not see anyone chasing her.

The next moment, the sharp dagger stabbed her heart from the side.

The female cultivator stabbed Lan Qingya with a dagger.

Her resolute expression turned into surprise.

The sharp blade was like hitting stone and couldn't penetrate even a bit.

She raised her head in panic and met Lan Qingya's disappointed gaze.

The dagger fell to the ground and her tears flowed down.

"Little girl, can your dagger kill a monk? It's not even a magic weapon." Lan Qingya didn't understand whether she really didn't know or was pretending.

"I don't want to hurt you, but I don't want to die even more!" she choked.

Lan Qingya sneered: "No one forced you to do this. Do you have to let others die if you want to live?"

She suddenly looked up, as if she had just realized this possibility.

Can such a naive person really survive?

Lan Qingya looked at her beautiful face with tears on it and said calmly, "I'll only give you this one chance, go now."

There was hope in her eyes: "Then can I..."

"No."

"I, I have the cultivation base of the middle stage of Nascent Soul, I can help!"

Lan Qingya couldn't believe it, thinking back to the person who was burnt by lightning before, he seemed to be also a Nascent Soul.

Is the Nascent Soul so worthless now?

Everywhere?

Still so...

Naive.

Lan Qingya didn't say anything for a long time, and the little girl's bright eyes dimmed again.

She was seen curled up in the corner like a cat, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Lan Qingya still softened her heart.

Cursing herself inwardly, she turned around and said, "If you swear a great oath that you will not harm me here, I will take you with me."

The naive boy immediately raised his head and swore an extremely poisonous oath without any hesitation.

"In the name of the Heavens above and the earth, I, Tang Jiao, hereby swear an oath that in Neverland, no matter when and where from now on, I will never... Sister, what's your name?"

"Lan Qingya."

"I will never do anything to hurt Lan Qingya. If I break this oath, my family will be ruined and my incense will be cut off. From now on, I will not be able to make any progress in my cultivation. I will be burned by the heavenly fire for a thousand years, and my soul will eventually fly away and I will never be able to reincarnate!"

Lan Qingya was stunned.

In fact, it doesn’t have to be so cruel.

She took Tang Jiao out of the hut, spread out her spiritual sense, and found someone walking towards them from the west.

Lan Qingya held her back and they both hid behind a mound of dirt. She only breathed a sigh of relief after she saw the person's face clearly.

"Mr. Song!" Lan Qingya raised her hand and greeted him.

Seeing her, Song Yanche was obviously very surprised, and a smile appeared on his usually calm face for the first time.

After the two chatted, they found that they didn't meet anyone familiar, so Lan Qingya turned around and introduced Tang Jiao.

Tang Jiao greeted him politely and asked, "Is it the Song family from Sifang Country?"

Song Yanche nodded: "That's right."

"Oh, I've heard a lot about you." After saying that, he happily followed Lan Qingya and walked in front.

The three of them walked for half a day and finally arrived outside a small town.

There was a surge of spiritual energy in the town, and it was obvious that someone was fighting.

Lan Qingya thought it would be better to observe the situation secretly first. Song Yanche agreed, and Tang Jiao nodded hurriedly.

They hunched around the outer wall, slowly approaching where the fight was taking place.

Through the ruins, one could see that there were two male cultivators fighting, and two men and one woman watching on the sidelines.

The man with golden spiritual power obviously had more spiritual power, and he fought with great confidence, always having the upper hand.

The three people's heads were piled up against the wall.

Lan Qingya tilted her head and whispered to Song Yanche, "He is definitely going to win."

The hair on her head brushed against his chin.

Itchy.

Sure enough, his opponent was defeated soon.

Lan Qingya raised her eyebrows at Song Yanche.

See, I was right.

The loser took out a pill from his arms and threw it to the man. The man took it and seemed to say thank you.

The female cultivator at the side smiled and went over to hug him, and he responded affectionately, holding her in his arms.

Lan Qingya felt that things were developing the same way she expected. At least for now, everyone was not killing each other.

It was unknown how long this town had been abandoned, so they decided to find an empty house here to stay for the night.

There are more variables at night, so it is not advisable to travel in a hurry.

As they walked along, they found that there were many monks left in the town. The Taoist couple who had just competed with others was next to the house they chose.

Seeing them coming, the Taoist couple nodded slightly to them.

Lan Qingya stood in the yard and responded to them, then turned to look up at the sky.

They don't allow it to fly because they're afraid it will be more difficult to control.

It was precisely because they were not allowed to fly that it greatly increased the difficulty for her to find them.

Just as I was thinking about it, a moan suddenly came from the grass.

Lan Qingya looked in the direction of the sound and saw Xiaobai poking his head out from inside. When he saw her, he immediately ran towards her excitedly and threw himself into her arms.

Lan Qingya held it and rubbed and stroked it.

"Where have you been playing again? I won't look for you if you get lost!"

Xiaobai kept making a lot of noise.

Tang Jiao walked out of the house and her eyes lit up when she saw the fox in Lan Qingya's arms.

She wanted to touch him all the way, but Xiaobai was very cold and aloof and never cooperated.

She could only stare at him with pitiful eyes all the way.

"Sister, is this your spirit beast?"

"That's it."

"It's so beautiful, can I play with it?"

"Okay, you guys go and play." Lan Qingya put Xiaobai on the ground and patted its head.

Tang Jiao squatted down and reached out to touch it.

Xiaobai suddenly bared his teeth and growled, scaring Tang Jiao so much that she quickly retracted her claws.

But she did not give up. She conjured up a chicken leg from somewhere and waved it in front of Xiaobai.

Lan Qingya was surprised. Wasn't the storage bag unusable? Where did she get her things from?

Xiaobai immediately retracted his fangs and licked his nose.

When Tang Jiao saw that there was a way, she put the chicken leg on the ground.

When Xiaobai lowered his head to eat, she secretly reached out to touch its head.

Hehe, I touched it.

Lan Qingya raised the corners of her mouth. This silly and innocent boy is really cute.

The evening breeze blows, bringing peace to the place.

The accident happened that night.

Lan Qingya set up a barrier around the house where they were resting.

At night, the barrier emitted waves.

The three people who were meditating immediately walked out of the house and saw all the monks in the town running outside in panic.

Some fast black shadows passed by, knocked the monk to the ground and dragged him into the darkness.

What it is?

Tang Jiao silently hid behind Lan Qingya.

Xiaobai sniffed the air and gestured to Lan Qingya.

Tang Jiao stuck her head out from behind, looking confused.

Lan Qingya frowned and said, "Are you saying that these black shadows are the demon clan's spirit-eating eagles?"

Tang Jiao was shocked. How could she tell that it was imitating the Spirit-eating Vulture?