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

Lan Qingya regained control of her body, but the blood that had been incompatible to begin with, and which she could not bear, was now even more violent.

The red light in her eyes gradually turned into deep red, revealing a row of white teeth. She smiled grimly at the weak Chi You in her hands: "Where are you going?"

Without waiting for his answer, she exerted force in her hand and crushed the legendary demon god in her palm.

Until the last wisp of his soul dissipated between heaven and earth.

From then on, there was no more Chi You in the world.

And there is only her, the demon god, Lan Qingya.

But things didn't turn out the way she thought.

The blood surging in her body was incompatible with the blood of the demon god. Her body began to crack because it had long reached its limit.

Tiny cracks gradually spread all over her body, as if her body was about to explode in the next moment.

Lan Qingya had very little rationality left, and her head was full of violent thoughts with no place to vent.

The decay of her body accelerated the burning of her sanity, and all kinds of desires emerged one after another, which she could not control at all.

In a rage, he turned around and saw Duan Muyang lying beside him.

His whole body was cold, his pupils were dilated, and he had no breath of life.

Lan Qingya stood there blankly for a long while, tilting her head left and right, as if searching for who he was with her remaining sanity.

"Little lamb..." Her expression relaxed for a moment, but then she revealed a weird smile.

Walking to his side and lifting him up, Lan Qingya's smile widened.

Her skin was stretched by the blood-red demonic energy, like flowing blood exposed to the air, with terrifying cracks.

Suddenly, she raised her other hand and reached directly into Duan Muyang's heart from his chest.

The devil's blood flowed into Duan Muyang's body through her hands, and her heart was also grasped by her, squeezing it again and again.

Duan Muyang, who was sinking deeper and deeper into the icy abyss, suddenly felt a warm current flowing through his body.

The original feeling of weakness gradually dissipated, and the heart regained its vitality under some kind of stimulation.

The next moment, the feeling of nothingness disappeared, as if he was pulled out of the abyss by an invisible force, and he opened his eyes.

What I saw was Lan Qingya's unconscious face with a somewhat hideous look.

He saw her hand reaching into his chest, and he could still feel her hand pacing over his heart.

He knew that it was she who pulled him back from death.

"Yaya..." His throat was still strangled by her, but he did not resist at all, and his peach blossom eyes flashed with gentle light.

When Lan Qingya heard his gentle call, she restrained her weird smile and tilted her head again.

The blood of the demon continued to rush into his body, and he gradually regained some of his peak state.

But he discovered that her purpose was more than that.

She gave him all her demon blood.

Duan Muyang himself has the cultivation level of the late Demon Lord, and now his level has skyrocketed all the way, directly touching the barrier and breaking through to the advanced level.

Dujuan and Shancha who were outside the restriction felt that their master had changed from his previous lifeless state, and vigorous vitality surged from his body. They couldn't help but burst into tears with excitement.

Immediately afterwards, dark clouds rolled over the sky above Zhuolu Mountain, and the rumbling thunder conveyed the signal that someone was about to advance.

The death of Chi You caused the demons who supported him to be confused for a moment, and the entire battle situation was reversed in an instant, turning into a one-sided crushing.

Victory is decided.

The horrific scars that kept bursting on Lan Qingya's body finally stopped expanding, but her eyes were still flashing a deep red light as she raised her eyes to meet those gentle peach blossom eyes.

"Yaya, it's okay..."

Duan Muyang held her hand that was pinching his neck and comforted her softly.

Lan Qingya's expression was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that she was somewhat relenting, Duan Muyang continued: "It's all over, Chi You is dead..."

Lan Qingya lowered her head and took a short breath. Soon she raised her eyes again, with a strange look flowing in the deep red: "I didn't make it."

Duan Muyang was stunned and didn't understand what she meant for a moment.

The next second, he was pulled in front of her.

His chapped lips were sealed by her soft lips, and he froze in place.

Lan Qingya held his face with both hands and patiently left crystal clear water marks on his lips.

She kissed him passionately, and Duan Muyang accurately captured her passion and dominance in this touch.

He had no power to resist her at all and surrendered easily.

He suddenly grabbed her slender waist, her teeth lost, and she took advantage of the opportunity.

With his waist entangled by her snake-like long legs, he could only carry her to a huge rock nearby.

The deft, soft tongue teased his already non-existent restraint, and when he encountered hers, he immediately broke down.

He responded to her awkwardly but excitedly, fearing that she didn't understand his feelings.

The heart that was once so painful because of her pulling it inch by inch was now filled with her unreasonable invitation.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, an electric current flowed into the heart and quickly rushed into every limb and bone. Duan Muyang felt a shudder and his soul became numb.

Lan Qingya tore off his clothes roughly.

I am also very conscious and skillful in taking care of myself.

She leaned over and hugged the man in front of her again.

The deep red in her eyes never faded. Duan Muyang tried his best to endure it with some trembling. He didn't want to be that unclear tool.

"Yaya, do you know who I am?"

Lan Qingya impatiently shook off his hand that was trying to distance himself from her and wrapped her arms, as smooth as cream, around his neck.

The tempting red lips were within reach, but Duan Muyang dodged again, and said with persistence: "Yaya, who am I?"

Lan Qingya stopped and frowned.

Feeling the dissatisfaction of the person in his arms, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

If she stopped at this moment, could he accept such a gap?

He was wavering between whether he was willing to be a tool or lose this opportunity to get close to her, and his heart began to sway uncontrollably.

His hands unconsciously tightened around her, as he was even more unwilling to lose her.

Lan Qingya frowned and said, "Xiaoyang...you are...um..."

As soon as these two words came out of his mouth, Duan Muyang immediately blocked them back into his throat.

These two words are enough.

The calamity clouds outside the cave were becoming denser and denser, but they did not affect the two entangled people at all.

When the thunder struck, their bodies all trembled, but they were still unwilling to separate.

After the nine thunder tribulations, Duan Muyang simply hid the person in his arms under his body and bore it himself.

But he still stubbornly asked her for it, and completed the tribulation in such an explosive way.

The calamity clouds outside the cave dissipated, and the passion inside the cave became even more intense.

Duan Muyang's hot body entangled with her instinctively, and Lan Qingya was also extremely eager.

Every meaningful movement made the fire in his heart burn even more fiercely.

The two men who were about to take the final step stopped.

Lan Qingya took a breath in his arms, then raised her eyes to look at him, who looked a little embarrassed and his face was flushed.

"what happened?"

Duan Muyang hugged the person tightly in his arms and buried his head in her neck.

The hot breath sprayed into her ears, causing her to shiver.

"I won't..."