Are the Female Protagonists Full of Favorability For Me, the Villain?

"You will be the master of Yuncheng and the master of demon cultivators in the future."

The witch slightly bowed to An Bei.

"Let's go, they've been waiting for you for a long time."

Then, the scene around Anor's body began to blur, and his position shifted.

There must be many secrets in the holy mountain, but otherwise, it is too late to explore it carefully.

Opening her eyes again, An Bao has returned to the altar on the top of the holy mountain.

Beside him is a witch holding a bright lamp, quiet and beautiful.

At this time, it was already dark.

The bright moonlight shines on the ground like a horse.

Thinking that the trial has been over for a long time, but he stayed for a long time.

Under the lead of the witch, Anor followed her down the mountain.

And down the mountain, it was noisy.

Qingqiu Yan and Yao Xiu's high-level officials showed nervousness as they walked back and forth in place.

And the Yuncheng clan is full of gray and unwilling.

After their own disciples were eliminated, they also knew what a trial was.

For thousands of years, I have never seen such an excessive trial.

Is this something people can do?

Even the arrangements they made were already eliminated before they could be used.

In particular, Wang Dagui of the Wang family, who has the trump card given by the Wang family and the other side of the flower, thought it was a contest between the players, and they could show their power.

Unexpectedly, being dragged and eliminated directly by the task has no chance at all.

"Hmph, even I was eliminated. Even if Qingqiu Ran can escape again, elimination will be a matter of time!"

Wang Dagui concluded.

"As long as no one can win the trial and no one becomes the city owner, then we still have a chance!"

The Wang family's face was calm.

Having seen the wind and waves, he was already thinking about what to do next.

No one wins, rounding it up means the demon cultivator loses.

Yao Xiu failed to continue to become the Lord of Cloud City, and the next City Lord selection is still far away. It will take a lot of time to restart the Holy Mountain Trial.

At this time, without the blessing of the city lord, the demon cultivator will gradually become weaker. With the encroachment of the Yuncheng family and the suppression of the Tianji Pavilion, the demon cultivator will be expelled sooner or later.

On the other side, where everyone in the Tianji Pavilion is located.

Granny Shu looked worriedly at Tu Shanxian, who had been meditating silently since she came back.

Her face looked fine, but her expression was a little gloomy.

Maybe after being eliminated, your self-confidence was hit?

Let her be alone for the time being, and Granny Shu watch the changes in the scene.

It's fine for Tu Shanxian to be eliminated, as long as no one of the demon cultivators wins.

This time the question is too difficult.

Even Granny Shu couldn't think of a way to break the game.

Maybe it was because of Tu Shanxian that this trial was so difficult.

After all, the Holy Mountain Trial evolves according to the strength of the participants.

"Alas, Tu Shanxian's talent is too strong, but it is the reason for her failure in the trial. I hope she can get out of her confusion as soon as possible."

At the same time, Granny Shu was already planning how to take the city lord's position next.

On the Yaoxiu side, the Yaoxiu players who were swept away by the aftermath of the battle and were eliminated prayed for safety.

"His Royal Highness is only to protect us..."

"We can't help you much, it's just a burden to His Highness."

"Your Highness will surely succeed!"

"But Tu Shanxian has already been eliminated..."

"Your Highness won't be in any danger, right?"

Most of the demon cultivators were worried about Qingqiuran's safety.

Even Qingqiuyan, a former trial passer, couldn't help worrying in her heart. She knew that the trial was not absolutely safe, and some participants died in it, and even the body was never found.

Probably among the demon cultivators, only Jiu Ling is the most leisurely and leisurely, and is not at all worried about what will happen to Jiuran.

"Hmph, when dawn, the witch descended the mountain to announce the end of the trial, and the demon cultivators should despair."

"Hahaha, as soon as their secret weapon, Qingqiu Ran, dies, no one can use the demon cultivator, and the rest are crooked melons and cracked dates!"

"It's time for Yuncheng to change its owner!"

The Yuncheng clan were all mocking or cursing.

"Hey, there's light on the stairs!"

"Hahaha, the witch came down earlier than usual."

"That guy must be dead!"

The Yuncheng clan all looked at the demon cultivators with gloating eyes.

I wanted to see the despairing expressions of the demon cultivators when they learned that Qingqiuran was dead.

"Eh?"

"Why is there another person beside the witch?"

"That is……"

The two figures on the stairs became clearer.

"Qingqiuran! He's still alive!"

"He's not dead!"

"Long live Your Highness! Good morning, Your Highness!"

When An Bao came out, there were people in the whole Holy Mountain Square who were happy and some were sad.

Wang Dagui of the Wang family: "How is it possible! How is it possible! How did he survive?"

"Hmph, even if this is the case, even if he survives, he is still a loser, and the demon cultivator still won't be able to get the title of the city master!"

The Yuncheng clan were frantically comforting themselves.

And the Miko's next sentence completely made them collapse.

"The winner of the trial, Qing Qiuran."

"He will be the Lord of Cloud City in the future."

The shrine maiden's words were flat, as if this was an unusual announcement.

But for the various forces in Yuncheng, it was a bolt from the blue that was not overwhelmed.

The demon cultivators paused, and the next moment burst into a huge cheer.

"Great!"

"Qingqiuran! Qingqiuran! Qingqiuran!"

"Long live the city lord! Long live the city lord!"

The demon cultivators rushed up the stairs in an instant, surrounded An Buuo, then picked him up and kept cheering and celebrating.

Jiu Ling was drinking tea and eating dessert, sighing inwardly, as expected of An Lan's son.

Sure enough, he can do things that ordinary people cannot.

This is not too good.

If only she had her son.

Jiu Ling pondered, do you want to accept safety or be a godson?

It's not too late now. In the future, if you are safe, you will rise to the top and become an emperor, won't you be a chicken and a dog?

The demon cultivator is so excited and excited.

The person in the Tianji Pavilion, Granny Shu's face is solemn.

The holy mountain is fair, and it is the existence that can best evaluate talent.

Could it be that Qingqiu Ran really has the same talent and aptitude as An Bei?

But Tu Shanxian was no longer gloomy at this moment, and there was obvious joy on his face.

He wanted to rush up, but thinking of his identity, Tu Shanxian held back.

Qingqiu Ran became a new generation of city lords, indicating that the demon cultivators can continue to thrive in Yuncheng, and this is still their home.

And the Yuncheng clan's faces were ashen, their faces were decadent, and they were unwilling.

This place has become a place for demon cultivators to celebrate.

The Yuncheng family had to leave.

When I came to the street.

Everyone found that something was wrong. There was no one on the street, and it was a bit too quiet.

Suddenly, someone came in a hurry: "The owner of the house is not good!"

Patriarch Wang frowned and said distractedly, "Why are you so flustered?"

The man hurriedly reported in the ear of the Wang Family Master.

The man's face was panicked, as if he had encountered a great crisis.

After listening to this, Patriarch Wang's face changed greatly. Looking left and right, he trembled, "Quick, let's get out of here, out of Yuncheng!"

"Patriarch Wang, when did you panic so much?"

Patriarch Wang looked behind him, his face instantly pale and colorless.

The road behind him was already blocked by Qingqiuyan with heavy troops.

"Qingqiuyan, what do you mean?"

Patriarch Wang's face was ugly, and his body trembled slightly.

Wang Dagui thought of something, and the same was true.

Qingqiuyan sneered, "You don't really think we don't know anything, do you?"

Patriarch Wang stepped back again and again: "I don't know what you're talking about?"

Qingqiuyan said indifferently: "The Wang family and the other side of the flower are in trouble, and they sent killers to assassinate the new city lord."

"Collaborating with the other side of the flower is a serious crime in Zhongzhou, and the assassination of the city lord is an unforgivable crime."

"What else do you want to say?"

The head of the Wang family argued loudly: "You are a false accusation. You have no evidence. My Wang family is a human race. If a demon cultivator dares to mess around, you know the consequences!"

Qingqiuyan waved his hand and asked the army to surround the Wang family.

"While you were waiting in the holy mountain, I had already let someone find the den of the other side of the flower in the Wang family."

"Human evidence?"

"Human righteousness?"

"Haha, Patriarch Wang, what are the consequences of colluding with the other side of the flower, don't you not know?"

The basement of the Wang family is exactly where the other side of the flower resides.