So, They Were the Protagonists All Along

Wei Mengrou stepped on the flying sword and flew to the Liuli Palace with Mu Zhian.

At your feet is a bottomless cliff, surrounded by spiritual energy and mist.

Mu Zhian put his arms around Wei Mengrou's waist and pressed his chest against the maid's back.

Wei Mengrou glanced at him indifferently, but Mu Zhian didn't mind at all and explained: "I'm a little afraid that I will fall."

Wei Mengrou immediately gave him a sneer.

What is "fear"? Why weren't you afraid in front of Lan Mulian just now?

Don't you just want to maintain your image in front of that senior sister?

Ha, man.

She wanted to think about it, but Wei Mengrou didn't say anything. After all, she was almost at the Liuli Palace.

Under the leadership of Wei Mengrou, Mu Zhian quickly returned to Liuli Palace.

Not long after, the two of them entered Tianhe Garden together and saw Bai Ruoxi in the quiet and elegant pavilion.

It was mid-autumn, but the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant in this villa. The beauty with exquisite appearance was wearing a white palace dress that fit her personality. Her hair fell naturally and unadorned like a waterfall, with a strand of hair in front of her forehead resting on her face. , adding a bit of lazy fireworks.

"You're not hurt, are you?" Bai Ruoxi raised her head and stared at the young man with a slight smile on her face.

"It's okay. Although a lot of things happened in Senior Linglong's cave, private fighting is strictly prohibited, so it's not a big problem." Mu Zhian responded with a smile.

Only then did Bai Ruoxi feel relieved. She called Mu Zhian and Wei Mengrou to take their seats and said, "Just before you came back, news came from the Third Prince that you had betrayed your trust, abandoned the others, and harvested the luck of the Spirit Dragon on your own. inheritance.”

She paused and said softly: "What a disgusting guy. He is also a playboy. Why is there such a big difference?"

Do you mean that I am also a playboy? The problem is that I have completely changed my past and become a new person... Mu Zhian smiled, silently complaining in his heart, and decided to give Bai Ruoxi a little stick education tonight.

"Just listen to what the Third Prince has to say, no one will care." He took a sip of tea and smiled.

Now those sect disciples have received more or less help from Mu Zhian, so why did the third prince spread rumors?

In fact, it's quite good. After I practice meditation and am physically and mentally tired, I can still see the clowns performing in the circus. It's quite interesting to think about it.

"Did Mu Lang get the luck inheritance from Senior Linglong?" Bai Ruoxi suddenly asked.

Mu Zhian raised his hand and took out three palm-sized tokens from Najie.

Each token contains a ray of purple energy.

Bai Ruoxi looked up at Mu Zhian with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "The aura of heaven?"

As one of the holders of the Qi of Heaven, Bai Ruoxi naturally noticed the breath of Qi of Heaven at the first glance.

There is no doubt that these three tokens contain a ray of heavenly energy.

Bai Ruoxi stared at the three palm-sized tokens. After a moment, she raised her eyes and said, "Although these three rays of heavenly energy are not much, they will be of great benefit to your future cultivation. I will protect you when the time comes." , absorb it into your body.”

"I don't need it." Mu Zhian shook his head gently.

When the time comes, he will be able to obtain more Heavenly Energy from the Spirit Dragon. The three tokens are also mixed with the secrets of destiny inheritance. It would be too wasteful to consume them just to absorb the Heavenly Energy.

"Sister Mengrou, try to absorb it into your body today." Mu Zhian handed one of the tokens to Wei Mengrou.

Wei Mengrou took the token silently, and immediately raised her eyes to look at him, only to see a bright smile on his face, and continued: "If one is not enough, tell me again."

Wei Mengrou hesitated for a moment, and finally opened her lips slightly and said softly: "Thank you."

Although she knew that her young master would often secretly look at her body with strange eyes, Wei Mengrou still found it difficult to refuse Mu Zhian's kindness.

Because she could clearly feel the young master's sincerity.

Although he seems to be sincere towards other girls...

Bai Ruoxi watched the conversation between the master and the slave, silently picked up the tea and took a sip without speaking.

At this time, she suddenly noticed that Mu Zhian was staring at her intensely at some point. Her eyelashes could not help but tremble slightly. She lowered her eyes slightly and said shyly and in a low voice: "What's the matter? Why does Mu Lang keep staring at me?"

Mu Zhian stretched out his hand across the table and gently placed it on the back of Bai Ruoxi's hand.

"Ruoxi, I miss you so much during this time away."

"You've only been away for less than half a day." Bai Ruoxi glanced at him and said quietly.

"Not seeing you for one day is like three autumns. To put it another way, we haven't seen you for half a day. It's normal to miss you."

Mu Zhian stared at Bai Ruoxi's pretty face.

Under the sun, her face was as warm as a piece of flawless jade. Although she was a classical beauty with a cool temperament, when facing her lover, her peach-like eyes were covered with sparkling mist, making her charming and alluring.

The word "beautiful and delicious" can be perfectly reflected at this moment.

If she puts on modern clothes, Bai Ruoxi is probably an unattainable beauty from a prestigious school in the eyes of everyone. She has long hair and is wearing a simple T-shirt and white pleated skirt, revealing a pair of straight legs. There are probably two bulges in front of the T-shirt. A bulging chest.

Wei Mengrou glanced at Mu Zhian coldly, her eyes full of disgust.

Well, Sister Mengrou is really the best at looking at me with this disdainful look at a scumbag... Mu Zhian enjoyed Wei Mengrou's disdainful look full of 'disgust', but she held Bai Ruoxi's soft little hand.

Realizing that Wei Mengrou stood up and left gracefully the next moment, Mu Zhian simply sat next to Bai Ruoxi and stared at her face.

Her beautiful white jawline, her upturned nose, and her seductive cherry lips were slightly pursed, because the tea just now had a little more moist luster.

Mu Zhian put his hands on her shoulders and lowered his head slightly, wanting to taste the remaining tea on Bai Ruoxi's lips.

Bai Ruoxi was a little shy, and tried to gently push Mu Zhian away, whispering: "Don't do this in the yard..."

"Don't worry, no outsiders will come in." Mu Zhian slowly approached the lips of the cold beauty and was about to taste it.

At this time, he suddenly felt a breeze blowing by his side, and there seemed to be a slightly familiar breath beside him.

Mu Zhian subconsciously turned his head and saw Miss Linglong wearing a loose plain robe, completely hiding her beautiful figure.

She stood beside Mu Zhian, holding a crane in her hand, letting it flap its wings, but it still couldn't escape her 'claws'.

"Senior Lin Ling...?" Mu Zhian hesitated for a moment and said, "Why are you here?"

Lin Ling pointed to the words on the table.

"You continue." She wrote on the table.

"I can wait for you." She added.

The two looked at each other, Bai Ruoxi quickly broke free from Mu Zhian's arms, gently combed the hair in front of her forehead, and maintained her usual reserved and coldness.

Then she turned her head to look at Mu Zhian as if nothing had happened, trying to maintain her previous image, and smiled: "Mu Lang, who is she?"

She deliberately emphasized the word "again".

"This is Senior Linglong." Mu Zhian transmitted the message.

Linglong, a powerful being that has existed since the founding of Liangyi Sect, how could he be here... Bai Ruoxi's eyes flickered slightly, and when she looked at the silver-haired and red-eyed queen again, her eyes became much more respectful, and she said, "Hello, senior."

The tone was respectful, but at the same time it would not give people a feeling of flattery. This was also one of the ways Bai Ruoxi learned to behave in the Bai family in the past.

But she obviously didn't know that this senior didn't care about these things at all.

"Senior, what are you doing here?" Mu Zhian asked in confusion.

Lin Ling picked up the tied-up Eight Treasure Crane and put it on the table.

"Eight Treasure Crane?!" Mu Zhian's eyes condensed slightly.

Eating a little of this thing can improve one's cultivation. It has an effect before the peak of the soul refining, and there are no side effects... According to the previous explanation of the senior sister, this kind of crane is only raised by the head of Canghai Peak, and it is very precious.

Lin Ling wrote on the table: "Take it and stew it, and enjoy it together in the evening."

Mu Zhian said in embarrassment: "Senior Lin Ling, if you eat this Eight Treasure Crane, the head of Canghai Peak may not say anything, but if we eat it, I'm afraid..."

Lin Ling tilted her head slightly, with doubt in her eyes, and asked: "Aaaa?"

Is she asking me why...Mu Zhian understood her meaning magically, and said: "The Eight Treasure Crane is raised by the head of Canghai Peak. He rarely eats it himself, and it is mostly used to reward disciples of the sect with outstanding performance."

Mu Zhian continued: "Such a treasure, even Canghai Peak may only have a few, it's not appropriate for me to eat this Eight Treasure Crane."

"Aaaa!"

Who knew that at this time, Lin Ling shook her head with a serious face, as if she wanted to say something.

Then, under Mu Zhian's gaze, she raised her finger, and in an instant, from the ring on her finger, she threw out another Eight Treasure Crane that was tied up and half the size of a person.

Then, she flicked her right hand gently, and a dozen eight-treasure cranes poured out of the ring one after another. Each of them had its wings tied up, unable to move, and could only make wailing sounds.

They looked so pitiful, but the sound was so beautiful, they must be delicious to eat... Mu Zhian was quite greedy.

He glanced at the words that appeared on the table: There are a total of seventeen, you won't be caught if you steal one or two.

So sister, do you know that this is stealing... Mu Zhian looked at Lin Ling's bright and clear red eyes in silence.

This Lin Ling is very similar to Mu Zhian in some ways.

Mu Zhian caught Ye Yu, the sheep, and sheared his wool every now and then.

And this Lin Ling was more cruel than Mu Zhian, and ran away with a sheep openly... Mu Zhian silently looked at the silver-haired beauty in front of him.

She was holding a Eight Treasure Crane in her hand, with a green garden in the background. She was wearing a plain loose robe, but it was hard to hide her beautiful face.

"If this makes you unhappy, I can let them go." Linglong wrote on the table again.

Mu Zhian looked at the words on the table, and for some reason, he felt that he understood her thoughts.

Senior Lin Ling didn't catch so many Eight Treasure Cranes just because she wanted to eat them. It was probably because she cared about the younger generation that she brought them to him to share.

This woman may have lived for tens of thousands of years, but her mind is as simple as a child.

However, they definitely can't eat this Eight Treasure Crane.

But they can sell it as a good favor.

Linglong's starting point is good. After all, in her opinion, transferring her own luck to Mu Zhian is a profit, so she wants to compensate Mu Zhian.

... Of course, it's probably because she wants to eat it herself.

However, Linglong eats this Eight Treasure Crane, and the head will not say anything, nor dare to say anything.

But if they eat... Even if the head of Canghai Peak doesn't say anything for the sake of Linglong, he will feel uncomfortable.

However, even if he can't eat it, he can still do a big favor.

"If you don't mind, please sit in our villa for a while."

Mu Zhian glanced at the desperate eight-treasure crane in Lin Ling's hand and smiled, "I will deal with this eight-treasure crane later and let you enjoy it."

Then, just wait for the head of Canghai Peak to arrive.

...

Canghai Peak!

In an air pavilion at the top of the peak, four or five people gathered together.

There was a pot of wine on the table, and the leader was the current head of Canghai Peak, Yi Hao.

Next to him were the head of the medicinal food pavilion, Yi Huayun, and the head of the library pavilion, Yan Ruyu.

In addition, there were two monks who were invited by Yi Hao to taste the eight-treasure crane together.

"Brother, you seem to be in a good mood today. You even invited us to enjoy the Eight Treasure Crane. Did something good happen?" Yan Ruyu asked with a smile, her temperament was as ethereal as an immortal.

Yi Huayun raised his wine glass and took a sip of soju, and said with a smile: "I think Brother is in such a good mood, probably because of the sect assessment of Canghai Peak two days ago."

The junior brother next to him said: "Canghai Peak has not had so many assessment disciples pass for a long time, but this time almost all passed, and each of them has a very good talent, which is really worth celebrating."

Yan Ruyu played with the wine glass in his hand, squinted and smiled: "That Mu Zhian is indeed quite capable."

Yi Hao smiled and nodded: "Being able to comprehend the formation left by the master, even if it is just a little bit of fur, this talent is already quite amazing."

"In that case, Brother Yi plans to choose him as the inner disciple this time?" Yan Ruyu asked.

"Don't worry, observe it again." Yi Hao shook his head and smiled.

"One inner disciple per main peak, you have to make a careful decision." Yi Huayun followed up.

"There are many talented disciples this time. If you choose an inner disciple, I will probably give him an eight-treasure crane as a gift." Yi Hao laughed, thinking that he was in a very good mood.

Eight-treasure cranes, if you take one before the peak of the soul training, you can at least jump one grade. If you are in the Qi training realm, the effect is even better. Not only the disciples of the sect, but also many pavilion masters in the sect are greedy for eight-treasure cranes.

However, no one dared to steal them so far. After all, Yi Hao spent countless rare medicinal materials to raise these eight-treasure cranes, and the relationship of more than ten years is here, no one dares to challenge his bottom line.

"By the way, didn't Junior Sister Lan say when she just came that Senior Linglong took away an eight-treasure crane? Senior brother, don't you go to her to ask for an explanation?" Yan Ruyu teased.

Yi Hao smiled indifferently: "Since she is Senior Linglong, let alone one, if she wants, it doesn't matter if all the eight-treasure cranes are given to her."

This is "The Pattern".

The spirit dragon is the guardian beast of the sect. In the past, it had fought against the demons together with the sect master. One word could destroy the enemy. For such a creature, it would be nothing even if more than a dozen eight-treasure cranes were sent out.

Of course, it is not necessarily so generous when it comes to doing so.

After all, who can't say something nice... Everyone present understands, but it is not enough to expose it.

After a while of chatting, Yan Ruyu looked up at the dusk and suddenly doubted: "By the way, don't those eight-treasure cranes usually fly back at the hour of the twilight? Why haven't they been seen so late today...?"

Yi Hao looked up at the empty sky, frowned slightly, and felt something was wrong in his heart.

At this time, Yi Hao suddenly seemed to have a feeling, and looked up at a lightly flying paper crane not far away.

He raised his hand and grabbed it, and the paper crane turned into a piece of letter paper and fell into his hand.

Several people looked at him subconsciously.

Yi Hao took a look and said, "A letter from Mu Zhian."

Then, he looked at the contents of the letter, and in an instant, all the junior brothers and sisters saw that the indifferent smile on the face of the headmaster just now was completely frozen.

After a long time, Yi Hao came back to his senses.

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said in a deep voice: "I have to go to the Glazed Palace."