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

Using the trick on her would mean losing her, and he couldn't afford that price.

If you take a step back, the world will be broader and the world will be more vast. Just think of Fu Feng as just a beautiful piece of wood.

Fortunately, this guy has not been fighting or competing so far, like a saint.

Song Yanche's mind was full of thoughts for a moment, but he didn't show any of it on his face.

After hearing Fu Feng's suggestion, Lan Qingya hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Yes, it's best to go now. Let's solve the problem before it develops. We will save a lot of trouble."

"But in order for the sect to be prepared, I will still report to Master, just in case."

Song Yanche and Fu Feng agreed.

Lan Qingya and Song Yanche then rode on a cloud to Liangyi Peak.

Taking Gong Yi Jue with him, the three of them went to Piao Miao Garden to meet Jun Mo Xiao.

When they went in, they saw Ying Zhao's original form lying in front of the hall. Jun Moxiao injected spiritual power into his body, as if he was helping him suppress something.

The three of them saluted, and Jun Moxiao nodded slightly in response, but his hands did not stop moving.

Lan Qingya looked at him curiously: "Master, what happened to Ying Zhao?"

Jun Moxiao didn't say anything, but Ji Wushang, who was not far away, shouted excitedly.

"Junior sister! Help!"

Lan Qingya and the other two only then noticed him and could not help but walk around the main hall to the back.

Seeing Ji Wushang's situation, Lan Qingya couldn't help but curl her lips. At first she smiled lightly, then she laughed out loud with her head tilted back, unable to straighten her back.

Ji Wushang was tied up and hung on a tall tree behind the palace. His hair was a little messy, which made his handsome face look even more unruly, but the expression on his face was very inconsistent with his temperament.

Wronged.

Gong Yi Jue took a look and turned away, obviously not wanting to deal with the matter.

Song Yanche was still thinking about how he had carelessly hooked Lan Qingya's neck, so he snorted and followed Gong Yijue.

"Hey, hey! Senior Brother! Elder Song! Help!"

Ji Wushang shouted twice at the top of his lungs, but seeing that no one paid any attention to him, he could only place his hopes on his junior sister who was obviously gloating over his misfortune.

Lan Qingya knew that it was his own fault that he was treated like this by his master, and he could not help but lean against the tree and look at him with his head tilted, as if he was watching a good show.

Ji Wushang put on a flattering smile on his face: "Junior sister, they have no conscience. Third Senior Brother knows that you will not ignore me."

"Oh? What does Third Senior Brother want from me?" Lan Qingya casually pulled a piece of dogtail grass at her feet, pulled out the tail, put it in her mouth, and ground it gently with her teeth.

Seeing her leisurely look, Ji Wushang gritted his teeth secretly, still smiling and said: "Go and ask Master for mercy on behalf of Third Senior Brother. Master loves you the most. When Third Senior Brother is saved, he will definitely not forget your great kindness!"

Lan Qingya pursed her lips indifferently: "It's not impossible, but you have to tell me why you were hung up."

Just as Ji Wushang was about to speak, she added, "Don't lie."

Junior sister really knows him very well.

Ji Wushang complained and reluctantly explained the reason.

It turned out that on that day Lan Qingya handed Ying Zhao to Ji Wushang, and he took Ying Zhao with him to mingle in and out of the sect, attending various banquets held by the cultivators.

Ying Zhao was originally a cold person. After going to three or five games with him, he felt bored and told him that it didn't give him the feeling he wanted.

Ji Wushang, realizing that his efforts were thankless, racked his brains and took him to a party attended only by monks who liked to have fun.

The lighting is ambiguous, there are handsome men and beautiful women, there is wine and women, everything is casual and tolerant.

Even when he was hiding in the dark and secretly watching others practicing dual cultivation, he always had an indifferent expression.

Ji Wushang felt very frustrated.

Does this boy really know what love is as my junior sister said?

Why doesn't he look like one?

It was not until Ying Zhao, who had watched the whole process, had his eyes flickering, thought of something, and blushed belatedly that he felt that his junior sister had not lied to him.

This guy is so stuffy.

"I want that." He pointed at the male cultivator and spoke wildly, scaring Ji Wushang so much that he covered his mouth and dragged the man away from the corner.

They were peeking, this brother was too calm.

Since you said you want to help, you can't just ignore it.

Since Ying Zhao had made a request, he naturally satisfied it, so the light pink powder he had given to his junior sister earlier came in handy again.

As a result, his hand shook and he put too much in.

After drinking it, Ying Zhao's blood rushed to his veins, his eyes turned red, and the unspeakable place under his body felt like an iron tower standing upright. He didn't know how to relieve the pain.

All the female cultivators that Ji Wushang had arranged for him were pushed away by him angrily. His eyes looked like he wanted to eat someone. He held Ji Wushang's shoulders tightly and growled, "I want the little girl!"

Ji Wushang knew that he had gotten into trouble. If he didn't vent this stuff out, with the dosage he released, Ying Zhao would probably explode and die.

Of course, he couldn't really take Ying Zhao to find Lan Qingya. He couldn't afford the consequences.

I had no choice but to bring him back to Piaomiao Garden.

So, he was hung in the back mountain by Jun Moxiao again.

Haha, it turns out that you can’t just be a good person.

Lan Qingya sneered: "How can you be considered a good person?"

"Junior sister, I did this because you asked me to do it. You can't just ignore me!"

Lan Qingya narrowed her eyes and said, "I asked you to teach Yingzhao about illiteracy. Did I ask you to drug him?"

She said, no longer paying attention to him, and turned away.

Seeing that she was really going to leave, Ji Wushang couldn't help but raise his voice: "Hey, hey, hey, Junior Sister, if you don't care about me, you won't get any exclusive news in the future! I just happen to have a master's... ahem..."

He didn't dare shout too loudly and could only cover it up with a cough, but he knew his junior sister's weakness.

Sure enough, Lan Qingya stopped.

Ji Wushang didn't dare to argue, and immediately said, "Junior sister, last time the master kept me hanging for three months, your brother was so miserable! This time you saved me, I promise that the news will never let you down."

Lan Qingya stared at him for a long while, said "wait", and went back to the main hall.

If you want Jun Moxiao to let Ji Wushang go, you can't beg for mercy so openly.

Need to take a roundabout way to achieve the goal.

Lan Qingya was thinking in her mind, her eyes fell on Ying Zhao who was still lying in front of the hall.

Jun Moxiao, Gong Yijue, and Song Yanche had already entered the hall, and Ying Zhao, who was alone outside, looked even more like a poor little thing.

Perhaps he was severely tormented by the aphrodisiac. Although he had returned to normal now, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his head rested weakly on his paws, looking listless.

Lan Qingya couldn't help but start to sulk again. After making Ying Zhao suffer like this, Ji Wushang really deserved to suffer.

But when she thought about how Jun Moxiao looked worried the last time he came, she had to do something.

Lan Qingya took out a warming and nourishing Wuling Pingqi Pill and stuffed it into Ying Zhao's mouth.

She squatted in front of him, touched his head and said, "This can help you calm down and warm up your damaged meridians."