So, They Were the Protagonists All Along

The paper crane, wrapped in the deep black mist, slowly flew into the depths of Tianhe Garden.

Mu Zhian Yujian followed closely behind, his heart filled with surprise and suspicion, his eyes fixed on the paper crane that seemed to have self-awareness at this moment.

The original witch, if the previous guesses are correct, then she is probably the reborn one!

But now, the paper crane left behind by the original witch thousands of years ago has flown into Tianhe Garden by itself, seemingly intending to find someone who lives here.

Could it be that the original witch is still alive and living in Tianhe Garden? !

Mu Zhian's mind was in a mess. After entering the Villa, he raised his hand to put away the flying sword and followed Zhihe closely.

It is winter in Kyushu. The ground is covered with a thin layer of snow, and snowflakes fall in the sky with the howling cold wind.

The paper crane sways gently like a boat on the sea, as if it will be blown away by the wind at any time.

But its body was never even half wet. Black mist filled the surroundings of the paper crane, and it floated away along the quiet path.

…

at the same time.

In Tianhe Garden, the pool near the courtyard was frozen with a thin layer of ice.

In front of the pavilion, Bai Ruoxi was wearing a pure White House skirt printed with plum blossoms and a plum-colored jacket. She was as cold as frost and snow, and her moist and tender eyes were as gentle as water.

"Sister Mengrou, it's so cold today, why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea." She looked at Wei Mengrou who was silently beside her, holding a thin book open with one hand, and shouted softly.

While speaking, he personally watched the tea for Wei Mengrou and brought it to her side.

Wei Mengrou glanced at Bai Ruoxi, sat next to her, put down the book, held the teacup in both hands, and gently blew in the rising hazy mist.

"Anything gained?" Bai Ruoxi's eyes fell on the books placed by Wei Mengrou on the table inadvertently.

"The Way to Control Your Husband".

This was lent to Wei Mengrou by Miss Bai some time ago. Originally, Wei Mengrou just accidentally bumped into Bai Ruoxi reading such a strange book, but she had no intention of exposing it.

However, Bai Ruoxi directly lent the book to her.

Although she didn't have much interest in this kind of books, she couldn't resist Bai Ruoxi's enthusiasm, so she finally accepted the book.

The 'harvest' that Bai Ruoxi asked about at this moment naturally refers to the content in this book.

Wei Mengrou hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly: "A few."

Although there are some less serious contents in that book, in general, it is still a book about mastering the psychology of others.

After reading that book, it was like opening the door to a new world for the maid who had devoted herself to cultivation in the past.

"It's good that Sister Mengrou has gained something." Bai Ruoxi said with a slight smile.

Then, with a somewhat worried tone, she sighed softly: "Mu Lang seems to be somewhat interested in the Immortal Ascension Conference. If I run into him in the end, what do you think I should do?"

The winner of this Immortal Ascension Conference will also receive an additional ‘prize’, which is Mu Zhian.

Although this prize is a bit ridiculous, it is a fair competition for the girls.

Whoever wins will take the initiative in Mu Zhian in the future. After all, this is already the default competition for others.

But Bai Ruoxi has not yet thought about how to deal with Mu Zhian if he meets Mu Zhian at the final Ascension Conference.

"He won't mind being defeated by others, let alone someone he likes." Wei Mengrou said calmly.

She paused, put her hand on her snow-white chin, and pondered for a moment, with a trace of pleasure flashing in her eyes: "It would be better to say, if you are usually dissatisfied with him, you might as well give him a fair and fair beating at the Immortal Ascension Conference. ”

Bai Ruoxi said helplessly: "Sometimes I'm completely confused about the relationship between Sister Mengrou and Mu Lang."

Wei Mengrou's attitude towards Mu Zhian has always been cold, but she has always been by his side. This complicated behavior is somewhat difficult to understand in the eyes of many people.

Wei Mengrou said calmly: "Don't he like to be treated like this the most?"

After all, Mu Zhian had said puzzling words like "Sister Mengrou, please scold me!" or "Sister Mengrou, step on me!"

She turned her head to look at Bai Ruoxi, and stared into those gentle and bright eyes: "It has always been like this when we were in Tianxuan City."

Like to be bullied...? Bai Ruoxi tilted her head slightly, with a bit of confusion in her eyes.

Then, as if she remembered something, she gently pressed her slender fingers on the fabric of her thighs. Looking at the small embroidered shoes under her skirt, she recalled in her mind that Mu Zhian was stepped on and bullied by her one night before. ', but showed a rather pleasant scene.

Bai Ruoxi's pretty face was gradually stained with a faint blush, and she raised her head and was about to speak.

At this time, she suddenly seemed to sense some dangerous aura, her weak posture instantly disappeared, and several dazzling golden lightsabers behind her quietly unfolded like a peacock spreading its tail, brilliant and dazzling.

Bai Ruoxi stared into the air.

A certain spiritual consciousness in the body seemed to have been called. The Master of the Sword Palace, who was curled up in Bai Ruoxi's cauldron, closed his eyes tightly and frowned slightly. As if he had received some kind of induction, he slowly opened his eyes. Eyes opened.

In a certain room, Lin Ling was lying in front of the window sill, holding a roasted crane leg in his hand, looking at the snowy scene outside the window with a pair of bright and moving red eyes.

The charcoal fire in the house burned quietly, adding a lot of warmth to the room.

Snowy weather, charcoal fire, warm room, plus a pot of hot tea and a freshly baked Eight Treasure Crane.

In the entire Liangyi Sect, probably only Miss Lin Ling knows how to enjoy it.

Although it is based on the heartache of the head of Canghai Peak...

As if she had sensed something, Lin Ling opened her small red lips slightly, took a bite of roasted crane meat, and her gorgeous eyes quietly looked at the snow curtain in the distance.

Under the pure white snow scene, a paper crane wrapped in black mist flew into Tianhe Garden. It looked ordinary, but if a cultivator saw it for the first time, he would involuntarily feel awe.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, and there seemed to be rolling calamity clouds in the distant sky.

After Lin Ling swallowed the crane meat, she whispered something.

In Tianhe Garden, a formation silently enveloped it.

The calamity cloud disappeared in an instant.

Lin Ling poured a cup of hot tea, looked up and looked out the window, as if she saw something, she couldn't help but tilt her head and blinked her moist red eyes.

Then, she raised her teacup and clinked it with the window.

…

Wei Mengrou stared at the paper crane approaching slowly in the distance with uncertainty. The paper crane was emitting an ominous black mist at the moment. It did not emit much spiritual energy, but it made people feel inexplicably palpitating.

“Paper crane?”

Bai Ruoxi stared at the paper crane in the air, her eyebrows slightly raised, with some doubts in her eyes.

Soon, she realized that the mysterious paper crane seemed to be flying in their direction.

“Sister Mengrou, be careful, this thing is weird!” Bai Ruoxi reminded in a low voice, alert to the mysterious paper crane in the air.

However, Wei Mengrou did not retreat, but walked forward slowly, as if attracted by the mysterious paper crane, and slowly raised her fingertips, as if she wanted to pick up the snowflakes falling outside.

The mysterious paper crane wrapped in black mist came gracefully, until finally, it stopped at Wei Mengrou’s fingertips.

Behind him, Bai Ruoxi looked at Wei Mengrou's slender back with doubt, as well as the paper crane that stayed on the fingertips of the yellow-skirted maid.

Bai Ruoxi hesitated and said, "Sister Mengrou, what is this thing...?"

Wei Mengrou shook her head gently, "I don't know."

When she saw the paper crane just now, she had an inexplicable sense of nostalgia. She couldn't explain why she had such a sense of nostalgia now.

Wei Mengrou slowly unwrapped the paper crane that stayed on her fingertips.

At the same time, the words on the paper crane also came into view.

Bai Ruoxi looked over, and after seeing the content of the letter, he couldn't help but look at Wei Mengrou again subconsciously, and whispered, "An acquaintance of Sister Mengrou?"

Wei Mengrou stared at the letter and shook her head slowly, "I don't remember any acquaintances I know in the sect."

When she said this, she couldn't help but have a hint of doubt and confusion in her eyes.

"This is not a paper crane flying from the sect." At this time, Bai Ruoxi suddenly made a charming and cold pleasant voice.

Her dress had been dyed black at some point, and bright red plum blossoms were printed on the black palace skirt. Compared with the weak image of the eldest lady in the past, Bai Ruoxi at this time had a more charming and seductive feeling.

Wei Mengrou's eyes were slightly fixed: "Master of the Sword Palace?"

"Aren't you still asleep?"

"I was originally asleep, but you made such a big noise all of a sudden... It doesn't look like you intend to let people sleep peacefully." Gong Lianyue glanced at the letter in Wei Mengrou's hand.

Wei Mengrou's mind moved slightly, and said: "Senior, do you know the owner of this letter?"

"I have met her once. After all, she is the only one who wants to step on it after resonating with the way of heaven."

"But I don't know why this paper crane resonates with you." Gong Lianyue just said here, and suddenly seemed to have a feeling, and looked up not far ahead.

Wei Mengrou also looked up.

In the snowy garden, a young man in a black and gold robe was walking towards the courtyard, holding a black box in his hand.

When the two found Mu Zhian, he naturally noticed them.

He raised his head and was stunned when he saw Gong Lianyue, and then glanced at the palace skirt held up by her full chest, and then he thought in his heart: younger than Naixi, this is the master of the Sword Palace.

If it were in the past, Mu Zhian would probably take this opportunity to secretly appreciate Gong Lianyue's figure again. Although her breasts are not as big as Naixi, her face is also stunning, and her temperament is completely opposite to Bai Ruoxi. This contrast is a fatal temptation for men.

But now, compared to this, Mu Zhian is more concerned about the whereabouts of the paper crane.

"If I remember correctly, the paper crane just flew into this courtyard...but why can't I see it now?"

Mu Zhian just had this thought in his heart, and his eyes suddenly froze on the letter paper in Wei Mengrou's hand.

After a brief gaze, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at Wei Mengrou in disbelief, muttering to himself: "Is it really you..."

The reborn person is Wei Mengrou? !

As if she noticed Mu Zhian's eyes, Wei Mengrou frowned slightly, stared at Mu Zhian, and said: "What's wrong?"

Mu Zhian came back to his senses and walked into the courtyard with the black box in his arms.

His eyes fell on the letter paper in Wei Mengrou's hand, and he looked up at the maid: "The paper crane flew into your hand?"

Wei Mengrou nodded gently and hesitated: "Is this paper crane yours...?"

Mu Zhian shook his head and put the black box on the table: "The paper crane is stored in this box."

"Does the Palace Master know the origin of this black box?" Mu Zhian quickly looked up at Gong Lianyue and asked.

The Sword Palace has been established for tens of thousands of years. Gong Lianyue and the Original Witch should be people of the same era. Maybe she knows something about the identity of the Original Witch.

However, Gong Lianyue's answer soon made Mu Zhian feel a little more regretful.

"I have never seen this black box."

"However, this thing should be the thing of the Original Witch, and it still has her spiritual energy left on it." She continued.

Mu Zhian's eyes moved slightly, looking at the beauty who was pure in her charm, and said: "Does the palace master know where the spiritual energy is stored?"

Gong Lianyue shook her head slowly: "Give up, this box has a special formation. Unless it is someone recognized by her, no one else can unlock this black box."

When she said this, she was stunned for a moment, as if she thought of something, and her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

Speaking of which, this black box can only be opened by people recognized by the original witch, and the paper crane was not in the black box just now.

In other words, someone had opened the black box before and freed the paper crane in the black box.

Then the question came.

Who was that person...?

Gong Lianyue stared at Mu Zhian silently, with a bit of depth in her smart and beautiful eyes.

Mu Zhian naturally didn't know what Gong Lianyue was thinking at the moment. His eyes fell directly on Wei Mengrou and said: "Sister Mengrou, do you have any impression of this thing?"

He pointed to the black box on the table.

Wei Mengrou only took a glance and shook her head gently: "I don't have any impression."

Sister Mengrou didn't seem to be lying... Mu Zhian stared at Wei Mengrou's sharp and charming face and calm answer, and soon he had a few more puzzles in his mind.

The paper crane would not fly to Wei Mengrou for no reason, but Sister Mengrou didn't seem to be lying.

And she had been with him for so long in the past. If Sister Mengrou was really a reborn person, how could he not have discovered it until now?

Just as Mu Zhian was thinking about these messy things in his heart, Wei Mengrou seemed to be attracted by something, and her eyes fell on the black box on the table.

She gently stroked the black box with her slender fingers, and then, under Mu Zhian's stunned eyes, she slowly opened the black box on the table.

The seemingly ordinary peach blossom seemed to be induced by something at this time, and was filled with inexplicable black mist.

Mu Zhian's eyes slightly solidified on the black mist.

He practiced the secret arts of the Southern Wilds, so he recognized it at the first time. This black fog was exactly the same as the black fog that blocked the secrets of the sky in the Southern Wilds!

Boom!

There was a thunder in the sky, as if the heavens were shaking, and then a thunder like a dragon fell into the Tianhe Garden at a speed that the monks could not react to!

However, the thunder and lightning as thick as a dragon was swallowed up silently by the formation when it fell into the Tianhe Garden, and even the sound of the outside world could not be heard in the Tianhe Garden.

Wei Mengrou's eyes were slightly dazed, and she reached out and picked up the peach blossom.

At this time, a ray of green light silently lit up in Mu Zhian's body.

It quietly flew out of Mu Zhian's natural furnace, and then turned into a fairy wearing a blue-white long skirt, untainted by the mortal world.

"The fairy was also awakened?" Mu Zhian subconsciously looked at Yao Meng's extraordinary figure, and he became more and more certain in his heart that there must be some relationship between the original witch and Wei Mengrou.

Although he was able to open the black box, he did not resonate with the items in the black box, but Wei Mengrou easily resonated with these black boxes.

I just don't know if this is a good thing...

At this time, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in Tianhe Garden.

"Qingdi?"

"How did you get in his body?"

Gong Lianyue stared at the fairy Yao Meng who was surrounded by the mist, and her beautiful eyes like stars revealed some doubts and the danger hidden in her eyes.

Not good... Mu Zhian's heart jumped slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Yao Meng.

As expected, Yao Meng slightly turned his eyes, and when he noticed the hostility and coldness in Gong Lianyue's eyes, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up a faint arc.

Her eyes flickered, her red lips parted slightly, and her heavenly voice contained a fairy charm, like a layer of gentle ripples on a calm lake.

"Do I need a reason to be with my Taoist partner?"