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

Lan Qingya went over to where the sound came from, and what she saw almost made her explode with anger.

Several Qi Refining Stage monks were surrounding a young man lying on the ground, punching and kicking him.

The young man protected his head with his hands and endured it silently.

"Sheng Xiaoer, don't think you can get rid of me just because you hook up with Elder Lan. I, Sheng Rongguang, will be your master for the rest of my life!"

"Fellow Daoist Sheng, are you still going to fight? Just stop it. After all, he is Elder Lan's disciple. If we are discovered... we won't get any advantage." A cultivator on the side advised.

"Are you scared? Give me back the Guiling Pill!" Sheng Rongguang glared at the man fiercely.

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." The latter smiled and kicked Qi Yanchen a few more times.

[They dare to do such a thing just after entering the sect. This batch of disciples is really courageous. ]

Qi Yanchen, who was lying on the ground with his head covered and had no big reaction to being hit, suddenly stiffened.

[But you are so brave to find trouble with my disciple Lan Qingya. ]

Sheng Rongguang noticed something was wrong with him and waved his hand to ask his companions to stop.

He squatted down and sneered, "Don't dream. Be smart and be my slave. I will consider not asking you to do the dirtiest work in the future."

Qi Yanchen just stood there stiffly, not saying a word.

"Bah, you bastard, you don't know how to appreciate my kindness."

After spitting on Qi Yanchen, Sheng Rongguang stood up.

"Keep fighting!"

Torrential punches and kicks rained down on his body again.

[Tsk, tsk, tsk, Yanchen is really tough. He didn't even get hurt after being beaten like that. ]

Click.

There was a sound of bones breaking.

Lan Qingya: ...

【Fight back.】

【Fight back! 】

Looking at Qi Yanchen who did not resist even though his arm was broken, Lan Qingya suddenly felt angry.

【Fight back, you idiot! 】

【Get up, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth! 】

Qi Yanchen never responded.

A tear slid down his face and fell into the mud.

His most shameful side was seen by the person he cared about the most.

Lan Qingya only felt a tightness in her chest. She was the little bully of Piaomiao Sect. When had she ever suffered such humiliation?

Her apprentice was beaten like a grandson.

This is a slap in her face!

At this moment, Sheng Rongguang caught a glimpse of the storage bag on Qi Yanchen's waist, exclaimed lightly, and reached out to take it off.

The latter hurriedly stood up, not caring about the strange bending posture of his left arm, and stepped forward to grab it.

"Give me back!"

"Get out of here!" Sheng Rongguang kicked Qi Yanchen away and probed his spiritual sense into the storage bag.

After a moment, the Mo Xue Sword appeared in his hand.

When the spiritual weapon was in hand, it trembled slightly, flashed with light, and emitted an overwhelming chill.

Several Qi Refining cultivators had never seen a spiritual weapon before and were stunned.

"Fellow Daoist Sheng, do you see the spiritual light coming from the sword? This is a treasure."

Anyone who is not blind can see that this is a treasure.

The young man slowly stood up from the ground, his wet hair covering half of his face, making it impossible to see his expression.

"give me back."

Several people turned around upon hearing the voice and were surprised to find that the boy's temperament seemed to have changed.

Become cold, hard and resolute.

"I said," he said in a low voice, but every word was clear: "Give it back to me."

Several fellow Taoists obviously haven't realized the seriousness of the matter.

Sheng Rongguang continued to be arrogant: "What are you putting..."

Before he could finish his words, Qi Yanchen, with only his right hand left, rushed towards him. The bone-chilling spiritual energy emanated from his fingertips, leaving a scar on his neck.

Fortunately, he dodged in time, otherwise the blow would have been enough to cut through half of his neck.

The originally non-aggressive boy became extremely agile, dodging and moving around, making several people run around in circles. Not only did they not touch the boy, they themselves were also covered in bruises.

Lan Qingya, who was watching the excitement not far away, nodded with satisfaction.

[That's pretty good. You've already achieved this level before you even started practicing. You're quite insightful. Good boy, you didn't ruin the reputation of Yalan Peak.]

Several monks were covered in wounds and screamed loudly.

Sheng Rongguang obviously had no choice but to abandon his storage bag and the Mo Xue Sword and flee.

Qi Yanchen picked up the sword and storage bag with difficulty. With a thought, Mo Xue turned into a stream of light and was put back into the bag.

At this time, Lan Qingya slowly walked out, walked up to the disciple and said: "I know that going through this is very painful, but it is a necessary process for people to grow. Don't blame Master for being cruel and not helping you. Look, aren't you standing up?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, she continued, "As the saying goes, there is no rainbow without wind and rain. No one can succeed easily. You have to understand the good intentions of your teacher... Hey... Hey! Yanchen!"

The young man could no longer hold on and fell into Lan Qingya's arms.

Lan Qingya carefully moved around his broken arm, raised her head and whistled, and the nearby golden-winged bird quickly came over.

She carefully placed Qi Yanchen on the back of the golden-winged bird and said, "Follow me."

The golden-winged bird chirped in response.

Lan Qingya flew in the direction where the monks fled.

When she ended the spell and stood before them in her true form, their faces turned pale.

Lan Qingya is a lonely and eccentric person, so it's normal for her to do anything.

Her eyebrows were slightly raised, and a hint of coldness appeared in her eyes.

"You are the ones who beat my disciple like that?"

Her tone was gentle, but several people were instantly drenched in cold sweat.

"Reply... Reply Elder, yes, it's Sheng Xiaoer..." Sheng Rongguang bravely wanted to reply.

But before he could finish his words, the pressure from Lan Qingya was suddenly released. Several Qi Refining cultivators present instantly felt a heavy weight on their bodies, their throats felt sweet, and they spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

I just felt like my internal organs were breaking apart and the pain was indescribable.

At this moment, they truly understood what it meant to be like an ant compared to a mountain range, and like a drop of water compared to the ocean.

A cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage wouldn't even have to do anything to turn them into ashes.

"Bullying your fellow disciples as soon as you enter the sect is not the behavior of a good disciple." Lan Qingya's tone was still gentle.

However, Sheng Rongguang and others did not dare to say another word.

"I will write a letter to the Law Enforcement Hall regarding what happened today. You can go and accept the punishment yourself."

"Yes..." the monks nodded in response.

"As for you," Lan Qingya smiled slightly and approached Sheng Rongguang: "If you cut off one of his arms, I will take one of your arms. Is that fair?"

There was a faint smile on that beautiful face, but Sheng Rongguang couldn't smile.

Before he could even open his mouth to beg for mercy, the entire arm had already left the body, forming a perfect parabola and falling two meters away.

"what--!"

Sheng Rongguang cried out in pain as he felt a sharp pain.

"Sheng Rongguang, you still have unpaid debts in the mortal world. You are not suitable to embark on the immortal path. A disciple will send you back in three days."

Lan Qingya remained calm, as if it was not her who had just plucked off the man's arm.

Her voice was very soft and gentle, as if she was discussing what to eat tonight: "Send it directly to the government office."

Sheng Rongguang's face was pale. There were more than a dozen lives on his shoulders. If he was sent back to the government office in the mortal world, his fate would be unimaginable.

"Those who aided the tyrant will be kept for investigation. If they dare to do it again, they will be immediately kicked out of the sect and will never be accepted again."

"A cultivator should have a chivalrous heart, pity the common people, know what is good and evil, what can be done and what cannot be done. What you did today really disappointed me. Well, you are not my disciples, and I am too lazy to teach you. Whether you have the ability to understand or not depends on fate."

The monks kneeling on the ground were trembling. The light-colored figure flew up into the sky, sat on the golden-winged bird hovering in the air, and disappeared into the distance holding the unconscious Qi Yanchen.

Decide someone's life or death with the gentlest tone.

With that beautiful face, she did such a cruel thing.

A crazy beauty who is eccentric and eccentric, and no one dares to mess with her.

For a long time from today on, every time they thought of her, they would feel cold all over.