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

Hua Xiangrong and Yuan Xi were both delighted to see Lan Qingya.

"Uncle Master!"

Lan Qingya smiled and waved at them.

The group of monks were forcibly separated by an irresistible force, and looked at the two people running towards her in astonishment.

Tu Zhengyuan raised his hand to stop them from acting rashly.

The number of people on both sides is almost the same. It is safer to hide until you understand their strength.

Hua Xiangrong's eyes turned red and she ran over to hug Lan Qingya.

"Uncle Master..."

Lan Qingya also felt a little sad: "How are you two these past two days? Have you suffered?"

Yuan Xi laughed heartlessly and said, "No, no! We have been very careful, but we encountered something at night. But we dealt with it."

Lan Qingya glanced at the cultivators opposite her and thought that now was not the time to chat in detail, so she patted Hua Xiangrong and pulled her behind her.

Hua Xiangrong was just lowering her head to wipe her tears when she heard a soft and sweet voice in her ears: "Hello, sister. I am Sister Lan's new sister."

Hua Xiangrong:?

Lan Qingya cupped her hands and said, "Lan Qingya from Piao Miao Sect, what is your name?"

Tu Zhengyuan was surprised. It turned out to be the elegant fairy from Piaomiao Sect.

Now everyone knows that she is a very popular figure in the world of immortal cultivation in recent years.

He was able to refine two magical artifacts during one retreat. Anyone who talks about it would have to exclaim how amazing it is.

If Fairy Qingya stood in front of you and said she would give you a magic weapon, that would be a great opportunity.

He secretly rejoiced in his heart: Fortunately, I didn't act impulsively just now.

Seeing her so polite, Tu Zhengyuan hurriedly returned the greeting and said, "Fairy, you don't have to be polite. I am Tu Zhengyuan, a casual cultivator from Shuibo Mountain."

Lan Qingya nodded: "Just now..."

"Ah! It was a misunderstanding!" Tu Zhengyuan quickly took over the conversation: "My brothers and I saw that the two Taoists were alone, so we wanted to join them. We were too... too enthusiastic, which led to the misunderstanding."

As he said this he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Lan Qingya said "oh" and looked at Yuan Xi and Hua Xiangrong.

Yuan Xi pursed his lips, anger still lingering on his face, but he said nothing.

Hua Xiangrong also snorted coldly but said nothing.

They are not stupid and know that now is not the time to make enemies.

Since neither of them is at a disadvantage, it is better to leave them a way out.

Seeing that they had no intention of pursuing the matter, Lan Qingya turned around and asked, "Where are you from, Fellow Daoist Tu?"

"Oh, we came from the southern seaside. There are no monks there anymore." They were all recruited by him.

Lan Qingya saw that he looked very proud and confident and knew that he was a person who didn't want to be inferior to others.

Otherwise, how could he leave behind the great resources of the Immortal Sect and instead go and occupy the mountains and become the king?

She gave up the idea of ​​recruiting them and asked, "Where are you going?"

Tu Zhengyuan pointed to the west: "Go that way."

It happened to be the direction Lan Qingya and the others were heading.

She discussed with Tu Zhengyuan and decided that the two teams should travel together so that they could take care of each other.

At this point, Lan Qingya's group had more than twenty people.

The two teams seem to be traveling together, but in fact they are clearly separated.

Lan Qingya first asked about the situation of her two nephews over the past two days.

During the day they were cautious and tried to avoid people as much as possible, and most monks would not fight a life-and-death battle with others for no reason, so nothing serious happened.

On the first night, they encountered two white-haired zombies. Their past few years in the mortal world were not in vain, so they solved the problem without much effort.

The next night, they encountered a nest of fire-bristled rats, which attacked them in groups, but they also defeated them.

Tu Zhengyuan, who was standing by, also said, "Hey, what you encountered is different from what we encountered."

Lan Qingya hurriedly asked him what had happened.

"On the first day we were at the beach and met the water monkeys. On the second night it was the Sky Devouring Wolf."

Lan Qingya frowned.

In other words, each wave of monks encounters different monsters.

Moreover, those monsters seemed to appear out of thin air, appearing when they appeared and disappearing when they disappeared.

Lan Qingya looked up at the "sun" in the sky.

Like the sun, but not dazzling.

It was just past noon, and if it was the sun, it shouldn't be so gentle.

There is an answer hidden in my heart, ready to come out.

Hua Xiangrong, who was walking behind Lan Qingya, breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s been two days. Today, when I saw my uncle-master, I finally felt relieved.

"elder sister."

Hua Xiangrong turned her head and a beautiful face came closer.

"Sister, you are so beautiful." Tang Jiao said with a smile: "Here is a flower for you."

She opened her palm, and in the palm of her hand lay a small flower made of feathers.

She made two flowers using the feathers plucked from the belly of a vulture and wanted to give them to Lan Qingya, but the latter politely declined.

Seeing Hua Xiangrong, she took out her treasure again.

Hua Xiangrong smiled and said, "No need, you can keep it for yourself."

Tang Jiao really pinned the small flower on her hair, which made her look even more beautiful and charming.

Hua Xiangrong glanced at her smiling face.

Silly and sweet.

As it was getting dark, everyone decided to find a place to spend the night.

After finding a place with a wide view, Lan Qingya was just about to set up the barrier when a familiar female voice came from above.

"Congratulations to all of you who are still alive. Now let's announce the death toll in the first phase."

"Total number of people: 120. Deaths: 12. Please keep up the good work!"

"In the second stage, something even more exciting awaits you."

So much bullshit.

Lan Qingya complained.

Before he finished making the seal in his hand, a cloud of green mist rose strangely from all around him.

Although it was still faint, some people noticed it.

"what is this?"

In just three or four breaths, the green mist had become so thick that it could not be dissolved.

Lan Qingya felt a stinging pain on her exposed skin.

Some monks with low cultivation have begun to scream.

“Ah! It hurts, it hurts so much!”

Horrible blisters were visible on his body, as if the festering was starting from within.

Then the second, and the third.

More and more monks were hit and fell to the ground, wailing heart-wrenchingly.

"It's corpse poison, it's corpse poison!" someone shouted.

Corpse poison that can corrode the body of a monk, how powerful must that be?

Lan Qingya hurriedly set up the barrier.

Qingwu was pushed out of the barrier. At first, it was clean inside and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon someone discovered that the mist was slowly seeping into the barrier.

If we don’t find a solution quickly, I’m afraid the barrier won’t last much longer.

Immediately someone started to panic.

"How to do how to do?"

"How do I know what to do?"

"Are we going to die?"

"But I don't want to die yet!"

"Shut up!" Lan Qingya shouted, and everyone quieted down.

She turned to look at Tu Zhengyuan: "Daoyou Tu, do you have any ideas?"

Tu Zhengyuan was stunned and shook his head.

She looked at Song Yanche again.

Song Yanche pursed his lips in thought, then leaned over to her ear and whispered something.

Lan Qingya looked at him in surprise.

[It is indeed the cold-blooded young master of the Song family. You should be more careful with him in the future.]

Song Yanche's expression suddenly turned a little colder.

Lan Qingya didn't see it, she shook her head and turned to Tu Zhengyuan and said, "Fellow Daoist Tu, I will help you lead this team first."