So, They Were the Protagonists All Along

As night fell, the Liangyi Sect became a little lonely.

After reaching the Soul Refining Realm, it was no problem for the cultivators not to rest, but generally at this time, most cultivators would choose to meditate and practice.

Not far from the south bank was a cave. At this time, in a villa, Regina was leaning on a chair in the study, holding a book in her hand and reading leisurely.

Behind Regina, an old man appeared silently behind her.

Regina crossed her left leg with her right leg, held her cheek with her hand, and glanced at the old man behind her.

"I know what you want to say, but I have my own plan here."

"Nijati is very puzzled by what you did today." The old man said slowly.

"So?" The sickly young lady pursed her attractive lips and said nonchalantly, "Did you come to me because of Nigati's matter?"

The old man shook his head slowly and said, "I just want to know why the young lady protected Mu Zhian today."

Nanhuang sent Nigati and Regina this time, naturally confident in their strength.

But now the Ascension Conference has not even started, and the two of them have such a thing because of an outsider, which is inevitably a bit worrying.

Three emperor-level medicinal herbs, even if you search all over Jiuzhou, there are probably no more than ten of them. Because of this, Nanhuang must get the emperor-level medicinal herbs.

As a result, it has just been a short time since he arrived at Liangyi Sect, and such a thing happened. It is no wonder that it gave the accompanying elder a headache.

The old man stared at Regina's clear silver eyes and said slowly: "I know that the young lady has her own ideas. You have made almost no mistakes in your decisions in the Southern Wilds in the past. However, the young lady should also know the importance of the three imperial-level medicinal herbs."

"I know."

Regina smiled gently and used her little finger to lift a strand of hair hanging down from her ear behind her ear.

This action is extremely elegant, and it is even more prominent on Regina.

"However, Mu Zhian's current importance ranks first in my heart." She continued.

"Why-"

The old man was about to ask when he heard Regina whisper something.

The old man was stunned at first, then his eyes slowly widened, with a hint of joy in his eyes: "Saint, are you serious?!"

The physique of the Saints of the Southern Wilds in all generations is the soul-reading body, and before the Hedao realm, they all have the side effect of weakness. Even the Three Pillars of the Southern Wilds can't solve this problem. Even if all the several imperial-level medicinal herbs in the Southern Wilds are given to Regina, this feeling of weakness will still exist.

Despite this weak side effect, Regina is still unrivaled among her peers and swept away a group of geniuses. She is the last genius who hopes to break the rules of heaven and earth and enter the realm of enlightenment.

If what Regina said is true, Mu Zhian can really make her soul-reading body complete. As long as she can enter the realm of unity in the future, her strength may exceed the current three pillars.

When he thought of this, the old man took a breath slowly and said, "I know. I will explain to Nigati."

He paused and continued, "Did Mu Zhian say when to trade with you?"

"And... how to trade?"

Regina only said that Mu Zhian had a way to further evolve her physique, but did not say that Mu Zhian was born with a furnace.

"After the Ascension Conference is over." Regina said.

The old man frowned slightly, obviously knowing what Mu Zhian was thinking.

However, the other party's trading time is reasonable.

"But it's said that after the Ascension Conference is over, emotional problems are sometimes beyond your control."

A faint arc appeared at the corner of Regina's lips.

Tianshengluding... No wonder the leader of Liangyi Sect agreed to the bet so straightforwardly that day.

With Mu Zhian, the Taoist partner beside him is probably much more powerful than most people imagine.

"I will find a time to contact him again in the next few days." Regina gently put down the book in her hand.

If possible, it would be the best choice to take him back to Nanhuang after the Ascension Conference is over and let him stay with her in the future.

The old man nodded slightly, and then suddenly said: "By the way, Miss, I heard that the shock in Dongzhou this morning was due to the birth of the Sword Palace."

"Sword Palace?"

Regina frowned slightly and whispered to herself: "...What a coincidence?"

...

Tianhe Garden

It was dark at night. Mu Zhian sat in the room, holding a cup of tea in one hand and looking at the maid in front of him with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

As if she was a little uncomfortable being stared at, Wei Mengrou's usually cold face was now blushing. She subconsciously pressed the hem of her skirt and looked at her master coldly with contempt.

"Have you seen enough?"

Mu Zhian was stunned: "We have just started, how can we see enough?"

While speaking, he couldn't help but look at Wei Mengrou twice more, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: stockings are really one of the most amazing inventions in the world.

At this time, Wei Mengrou had changed into another set of clothes under Mu Zhian's instructions. The light yellow double-breasted small shirt with beautiful patterns set off her figure to the fullest, and her round and white long legs were wrapped in black and white silk, which just perfectly matched the hem of her skirt.

Although they are two different colors of stockings, black and white, they do not look out of place at all at the moment. Instead, they add a more attractive beauty.

"Is this the bet you're talking about?" Wei Mengrou asked coldly.

Mu Zhian smiled and nodded, taking a look outside the window at the leaves in the courtyard that were being blown gently by the wind.

"The weather has turned cold recently, and I only took this step for the sake of Sister Mengrou."

Wei Mengrou obviously didn't believe it and just gave him a sideways glance.

"Why are you staring at me like this, Sister Mengrou." Mu Zhi'an put down the tea cup gently and admired the humiliation of the maid at this time, "This is Nirvana silk. I just want to test whether the effect is good. What do you think? My misunderstanding may be a bit deep.”

Wei Mengrou took a shallow breath and exhaled slowly, as if she was trying to adjust her inner shame.

Then he raised his eyes and stared at him, and said: "Then what?"

"What else do you need me to do?"

Although she is Master Mu's maid, Wei Mengrou is obviously arrogant. If she loses the bet, she loses, and she will not cheat.

However... from the beginning, the looks that Mu Zhian cast towards her, intentionally or unintentionally, still made Wei Mengrou feel a little uncomfortable.

After all, he had been secretly protecting Mu Zhian from the shadows all year round. When Mu Zhian was still a playboy, he never even said a few words to him. It was the first time that the two of them were alone in the same room like tonight...

Mu Zhian did not answer, but took a sip of tea slowly, and then looked at Wei Mengrou with admiration.

Probably because she had been stared at, Wei Mengrou's porcelain-like beautiful face was already blushing with a lovely blush. Her thin yellow skirt wrapped the beauty's delicate body. She turned her face away slightly, her white neck Showing a graceful arc, under the candlelight, you can vaguely see the delicate and attractive collarbone under the jade neck.

The legs wrapped in stockings are stretched out a little, which adds a bit of allure to the perfect golden ratio of the legs.

It's a pity that there are no high heels in this era, otherwise it would be a dead end... Mu Zhi'an will inevitably feel a little regretful.

Maybe he could consider designing it himself and then ask someone to do it... When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a little bit impatient.

Wei Mengrou's rosy little mouth opened slightly and said, "If there's nothing else to do, I'll leave first."

In the end she couldn't hold it any longer.

In the past, she just watched with cold eyes how her young master flirted with girls, but she had always had the mentality of watching a show.

As a result, when she became the character in the drama, she didn't know what to do.

If she had known earlier, she shouldn't have agreed to this bet... Wei Mengrou suddenly regretted it.

I also knew that Mu Zhian must have been confident in mentioning the bet at that time.

But the content of the bet that Mu Zhian said at that time made her a little interested.

"Don't worry, you won't rest anyway, so why not sit down and have a cup of tea and chat for a while." Mu Zhian motioned to the chair next to him.

If it were normal, the maid would probably just give him a look of disdain and then leave the room lightly.

But the bet wasn't over yet, so she could only suppress the shame surging in her heart, and said as calmly as possible: "Do you have any other instructions?"

"Pour me a cup of tea first." Mu Zhian tapped his fingers on the table and said.

After Wei Mengrou poured the tea, she spoke again: "What next?"

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that Mu Zhian's eyes were falling directly on him, as if he was admiring some rare gem in the world.

Wei Mengrou's eyes were still cold, but there was a deep sense of shame hidden deep in her eyes.

Seemingly aware of Wei Mengrou's eyes that seemed to be more full of disdain than usual, Mu Zhian came back from his thoughts, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "Next, please ask Sister Mengrou to serve me. Have some tea."

Wei Mengrou picked up the teacup and placed it in front of him, and said in a somewhat stammering tone: "Please, please drink tea..."

At the end of the sentence, Wei Mengrou looked at her young master with a deep chill in her eyes.

It’s not good. Sister Mengrou is already like this before I play with her. If I really ask her to lift up her skirt and step on it with a look of disgust... I think she will die together with me.

Mu Zhian felt the almost freezing air around him and silently took a sip of tea to calm down his shock.

Then, he gently put down the tea cup in his hand and sighed: "Okay, that's it."

Wei Mengrou glanced condescendingly at Mu Zhian, who was sitting on the tea chair, and said, "Don't you need me to do anything?"

"No need." Mu Zhian shook his head.

Then he sighed sincerely: "In fact, at first I just wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Sister Mengrou."

Wei Mengrou glanced sideways: "Just for a simple heart-to-heart talk, you want me to wear these... stockings?"

Her voice became softer and softer, as if she was recalling the scene where her young master was admiring her figure, so that after looking at him for a few times, she inadvertently looked away.

"And if you don't go to Miss Bai if you want to talk, what are you going to do with me?"

Mu Zhian first raised his head and stared at Wei Mengrou's beautiful plain white profile, and then after a short silence, he sighed heavily: "To be honest, when I was in Yaochi that day, I really thought I was going to die. ”

"At that time, I was thinking about all the things that happened during my lifetime and whether there were any unfinished regrets."

Wei Mengrou's eyes moved slightly, as if she was thinking of what happened in Yaochi before. She rarely spoke, and just listened to Mu Zhian's words quietly.

"I thought of many, many people at that time, including Sister Mengrou of course." Mu Zhi settled down, "The biggest regret that came to my mind at that time was that it seemed that Sister Mengrou and I had never had a good talk. Heart."

Wei Mengrou likes to hide in the darkness and guard her young master silently, and rarely speaks. Mu Zhian did think about Wei Mengrou at that time.

However, not having a good chat is only part of the reason for the regret.

Another part of the reason was that he didn't see the maid lifting up her skirt and staring at him in shame until the end, which made Mu Zhi'an feel a little regretful.

"So I also want to take advantage of this opportunity to have a good chat with Sister Mengrou. I don't have any bad intentions." When Mu Zhian said the last word, he stared at Wei Mengrou's flawless side face and said softly:

"This bet, from the very beginning, I planned to use it to have a heart-to-heart talk with Sister Mengrou. Tonight may be a very unpleasant night for you, but for me, it can be regarded as a satisfying one. Pity."

"If something happens to me next time, it will be fine."

Wei Mengrou's eyes flashed slightly, and she moved her jade neck subconsciously, as if she wanted to look back at Mu Zhian, but she held back due to some complicated emotions in her heart.

Still maintaining a cold demeanor.

The room seemed a little quiet.

At this time, Mu Zhian stretched out a hand and held Wei Mengrou's soft, slightly cold hand.

Wei Mengrou subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but Mu Zhian's strength was much greater than expected. If she relied solely on her own strength without using spiritual energy, it would be difficult to break free.

In the end, she simply stopped trying to break free and just maintained her cold Bailian posture.

The condition of Mu Zhian's bet tonight was for her to obey her master's orders like a real maid, and her current action... was probably considered a bet.

Wei Mengrou herself was a little unsure.

Sister Mengrou's favorable impression of me is indeed not that bad... Mu Zhian looked at Wei Mengrou's slightly pursed lips and her cold but non-resisting expression, and felt a little clear in her heart.

He did not make any more excessive demands, he just took Wei Mengrou's delicate hand, then lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand.

Feeling a slight moist feeling on the back of her smooth hand, Wei Mengrou's eyes widened slightly, and finally she couldn't help but subconsciously turned her head to look at Mu Zhian.

He just raised his head and showed a faint smile.

"Sister Mengrou, good night."

…

After the maid left, Mu Zhian took another sip of tea alone in the room, and then sighed with regret.

Originally, he wanted Sister Mengrou to do something more sentimental tonight... However, in the end, reason prevailed over impulse.

He has to think about the future.

If Wei Mengrou is asked to wear black and white silk stockings this time and play something interesting... maybe she will agree after being extremely ashamed, but it is hard to imagine what will happen after that.

But if we can take this opportunity to enhance the relationship between master and servant... maybe we can do something sentimental every day in the future.

Mu Zhian still knows very well how to choose between having fun once and having fun again and again.

"Go to Ruoxi's place to meditate and practice..." Mu Zhi'an thought to himself after taking a look at the sky outside.

Bai Ruoxi's heavenly energy can quickly purify spiritual energy and use it for his own use, and he can also use Bai Ruoxi's heavenly energy to improve his cultivation faster.

And when Mu Zhian was about to get up and leave, he suddenly felt a hazy blue figure outside the window.

Mu Zhian stood up and came to the window. It was winter and the night was even colder, but Yao Meng was still wearing a thin green skirt with a graceful back curve. When the cold wind blew, a small section of slender snow-white calf seemed to be vaguely exposed. , jade feet are white and crystal clear.

She is like a ghost, her feet do not touch the ground, and her snow-white skin is tinged with silver. She is like a fairy who has just descended from the Guanghan Palace, giving people a sense of sanctity and inviolability.

As if aware of Mu Zhian's gaze, Yao Meng glanced at him slightly, with a faint curve at the corner of his mouth.

"Is there any problem with Qian'er?" Mu Zhian sent a message.

"She and the reincarnated queen are both in seclusion. There is no big problem." Yao Meng also transmitted the message.

Then in the next moment, he appeared in the room silently.

Teleport?

Mu Zhian was obviously stunned for a moment. Looking at the faint smile in her charming eyes, he couldn't help but ask: "Has your spiritual energy been completely restored?"

Yao Meng slowly shook his head and said softly: "It will take some time."

In order to avoid affecting the vitality of Dongzhou, Yao Meng did not choose to directly convert all the aura and vitality in Dongzhou into his own aura, but adopted a gentler method to absorb the aura.

As for this gentle method of absorbing spiritual energy... it actually requires someone to 'suffer' to complete it.

The room seemed a little quiet at the moment. Yao Meng stood with his head bowed, his hair flowing like a waterfall down to his calves, making his skin even whiter. Under the thin green skirt, some of the luster of the skin could be vaguely seen. .

Even when she was inside the house, her toes still did not touch the ground. She was clearly close in front of her eyes, but she still gave people a feeling of an extremely far distance.

Mu Zhian stepped forward, reached out and pushed the hair away from her forehead, and then stared lovingly into her magnificent blue eyes.

"The Tiansheng Furnace has almost recovered. Let me continue to help you."

Yao Meng tilted her head slightly, her eyes and eyebrows smiling, and her pleasant voice sounded softly in Mu Zhian's ears: "Aren't you worried about being discovered by your girlfriend?"

Just the sound made Mu Zhian feel itchy, and he wanted to see her shy expression on her face on the bed.

"Ruoxi will understand, everything is for the fairy sister and for the prosperity of Dongzhou." Mu Zhian said righteously.

Afterwards, he stopped talking, but bent down and picked up Yao Meng's soft fairy body, and then walked to the bed in her cold and charming eyes.

Go to bed!