So, They Were the Protagonists All Along

The branches in the courtyard were covered with frost and snow, and the tea was filled with steam, but it was difficult to lower the temperature in the courtyard.

After a monk reaches the realm of refining gods, as long as he is willing, he will not feel much coldness even in winter, because the qi in the body will dispel the coldness.

However, the moment he heard Yao Meng's words, Mu Zhian's back broke out in cold sweat involuntarily, and he experienced what it means to feel a chill in his heart in this cold season.

Gong Lianyue slightly narrowed her beautiful eyes, looked at the fairy from the Yaochi Holy Land next to Mu Zhian, and said quietly: "If I remember correctly, before you became acquainted with the Tao, there were not a few talented people who pursued you, but You didn't accept the pursuit of any monk. Now that you have entered the Hedao realm, you fell in love with a young monk?"

"Or is it that the first-generation saint of Yaochi in the eyes of the world prefers people younger than herself to the monks of her own generation?"

Mu Zhian originally thought that Yao Meng was a fairy with a gentle personality who would not argue with others. Unexpectedly, she was also black when cut open. She looked at Mu Zhian with a half-smile, as if to say: You are quite cool. Popular?

Then, she inadvertently withdrew her gaze and said with a faint smile: "Emotions have nothing to do with realm. Unlike you, I didn't choose him as a Taoist companion because of his natural calculus. It's just that we just like each other."

A simple sentence, but it is just a metaphor for Gong Lian's impure eyes. The underlying meaning is: you don't like him, you are just greedy for his body, you are despicable!

Gong Lianyue raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, and the golden lightsaber behind her vibrated faintly, causing the frost and snow outside the house to break into countless pieces, blowing diagonally into the pavilion like flying flowers and broken jade.

Gong Lingyue glanced at Yao Meng with her peach blossom eyes, and said calmly: "If the scabbard's memory is correct, you only had a ray of spiritual consciousness left in the past. If he hadn't rescued you, I'm afraid you would have disappeared from this world by now. between."

"Later, I was able to condense my physical body with the help of the Tiantian Cauldron."

When she spoke to the end, those magnificent eyes that were as bright as the stars stared into Yao Meng's eyes.

"Is this what you call a congenial relationship?"

The atmosphere in the pavilion seemed to have solidified into ice. Mu Zhian was frozen in place, his heart beating faster.

No, they are really going to fight. If they fight, I will die from an unknown AOE... Mu Zhian felt as if a red word 'danger' appeared on the top of his head, and he didn't know when it seeped out on his forehead. Breaking into a cold sweat.

At this moment, he began to miss the little fish in the fish pond... The little fish were at odds with each other, but he could just defeat them one by one afterwards.

But both of them are empresses with rich experience, so it is difficult to coax them well. If they are not careful, they might be locked up in a dark room.

At this time, Yao Meng looked at Mu Zhian inadvertently, and a sweet voice came from the courtyard: "Whether he and I are in love, there is no need for an outsider to judge."

She turned her head slightly to look at Mu Zhian, her red lips parted slightly, her blue jewel-like pupils had an indescribable charm, and the crimson in the corners of her eyes added a bit of charm.

She smiled sweetly: "What do you think, Mu Lang?"

The fairy sound was accompanied by a special Taoist rhyme, which made people feel good about it, but Mu Zhian's scalp felt numb.

The pressure instantly came to Mu Zhian.

A pure and charming smile appeared on Gong Lianyue's delicate face, and she said lightly: "The dignified Qing Emperor used the Taoist charm of the Yaochi Holy Land to seduce a young monk in the God Refining Realm. If word spreads, I am afraid it will become a joke in Kyushu."

Yao Meng smiled: "The Tao of the Yaochi Holy Land can make people calm down, and it is not meant to seduce. But it is quite interesting whether you have secretly used the charm of the nine-tailed fox during your relationship with Mu Lang."

The charm of the nine-tailed fox...? Mu Zhian glanced at Gong Lianyue subconsciously.

Speaking of which, Ruoxi has the characteristics of the 'three-tailed fox', which was inherited from Bai Yuanfeng.

However, Gong Lianyue does not have any characteristics of a demon cultivator...

After a brief thought, Mu Zhian was quickly relieved.

Bai Ruoxi is indeed Bai Yuanfeng's daughter, but she is also a special being born as Gong Lianyue's scabbard.

If one cultivates to the extreme in the future, the first twin souls in one body in Kyushu may appear, and there may also be a special existence where both demon and human spiritual consciousness have reached the realm of unity.

And when Mu Zhian's mind was in a mess and he was thinking about these messy things, Gong Lianyue's eyes had already fallen on Mu Zhian.

"Mulang, do you still remember what you promised me before?"

She was wearing a crow-black palace dress, which made her skin look white and crystal clear, as if translucent and beautiful.

The lightsaber behind him unfolded quietly, his eyes were gentle, and Mu Zhian seemed to see Bai Ruoxi's figure in a trance.

Then, his heart skipped a beat and he realized what Gong Lianyue meant.

The situation was complicated when he was in Sword Palace before. He promised Gong Lianyue to cut off the relationship with other people...

It was only at that time that he considered that Gong Lianyue would not wake up so quickly after falling asleep, so he decided to wait until the fish in the fish pond developed.

But now...

This woman was awakened by the black box left by the original witch.

But Yao Meng was also awakened...

However, as a qualified fish pond owner, no matter how urgent the situation is, you should maintain the most basic expression management... Mu Zhian is well aware of this truth.

He coughed lightly and began to talk to Gong Lianyue: "I will handle this matter properly, Palace Master, please rest assured."

However, Gong Lianyue was not fooled. She stared at Mu Zhian with a pair of autumn water-like eyes, with a smile on her lips: "I can ignore what happened between you and Qingdi in the past, but why not take this opportunity to make it clear to her?"

"The relationship between you and me cannot be interfered with by an outsider, right?"

Mu Zhian: "..."

He suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

At this time, a slightly cool and soft hand quietly held Mu Zhian's right hand, and also pulled Mu Zhian back to reality from his thoughts just now.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, and Yao Meng, who was wearing a light green skirt and had a graceful figure, held one of his hands, slightly tilted her head and stared at him with a smile.

Although she never spoke, it was not difficult to see what she wanted to express from her eyes at this moment.

That look clearly said: Choose one.

"..."

After a brief silence, Mu Zhian chose to give up thinking.

Although he had expected that he would encounter such a thing sooner or later in the future, he never expected that this day would come so soon.

Because a black box left by the original witch ten thousand years ago awakened the two big sharks in the fish pond, and now, these two big sharks just collided...

If it was a small fish like Ye Lingxuan or Bai Ruoxi, Mu Zhian might have just made up his mind, hugged a beauty in each hand, and chose "I want them all".

But now...if he tried to do this, he might die on the spot.

Mu Zhian gritted his teeth, raised his hands and bowed to Gong Lianyue, saying: "Palace Master, the relationship between me and Fairy Yao Meng is more complicated, and it can't be explained in a few words. I will handle it properly after this."

He deliberately added a respectful title after Yao Meng, intending to give Gong Lianyue a hint: She is just my respected senior.

Who knows, he seems to have underestimated Gong Lianyue's IQ. She smiled and said softly: "Do you mean that after this, you will sever your relationship with the Green Emperor and concentrate on practicing Taoism with me?"

"If so, it's good." Gong Lianyue smiled gently and looked at Yao Meng.

However, a deep chill flashed across Yao Meng's clear eyes, and then she turned her head and looked at Mu Zhian with a smile.

Mu Zhian: "..."

There are very few Hedao Realm in this world, and coupled with the changes in the rules of heaven and earth, the strong people in Hedao Realm rarely fight in the true sense, so Jiuzhou has always been the world of Fanxu Realm.

But the Hedao Realm does not take action easily, which does not mean that it can be ignored.

After all, if such an existence is annoyed, even if there are shackles of the rules of heaven and earth, they will also take action to suppress the foreign enemy.

Because of this, if there is a strong person in Hedao Realm, the other party's force will jump to the forefront.

As a Hedao Realm existence, everyone will see each other when they look down. Although Gong Lianyue has never spoken to Qingdi in the past, they are aware of each other's existence.

After all, both the Sword Palace and the Yaochi Holy Land were top forces in the past.

However, they have always kept their distance from each other.

But now, because of Mu Zhian's matter, such friction has arisen...

In a sense, Mu Zhian, the 'female protagonist of destiny', can also be called a beauty who brings disaster.

Gong Lianyue's eyes fell on Mu Zhian, and the golden lightsaber behind her turned into nine sharp blades of light, forming a fan shape, unfolding behind her, emitting a terrifying aura.

Yao Meng smiled and said nothing, looking very confident.

Behind her, the Pure World Green Lotus quietly lit up a ray of green light, and the green lotus exuded a peaceful aura.

It was this seemingly peaceful green lotus that gave many powerful people in the Hedao realm a headache in the past.

The Pure World Green Lotus can directly seal the spiritual energy of others, and this method is really daunting.

But the blade behind Gong Lianyue can be divided into 108 sharp blades of light. If they fight, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

Mu Zhian understood that both the Sword Palace Master and the Green Emperor were very strong people. The Green Emperor was like a fairy from the mortal world. He seemed kind and gentle, but in fact, he was difficult to approach. He was also very domineering and suspected of liking green people.

The Sword Palace Master was a person with a strong possessiveness. Coupled with Yao Meng's previous "provocation", this would evolve into what it is now.

At this moment, he was caught between the two of them, neither up nor down... No matter how he answered, it would be wrong.

If there was only one person, Mu Zhian would just say some sweet words and then operate... But now, it is obviously not suitable to do so.

It is better to say that he can't even transmit sound now.

After all, no one knows whether the two great powers have any means to block the sound transmission.

Feeling the eyes of the two people looking at him at the same time, Mu Zhian secretly took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Then, he opened his mouth slightly and was about to speak.

At this time, Yao Meng seemed to have noticed something, subconsciously turned his head to look at Wei Mengrou beside him, and frowned slightly.

Mu Zhian followed Yao Meng's gaze and saw Wei Mengrou, who was wearing a yellow dress and had a slender figure, holding the peach blossom in the black box in her hand. Her pupils seemed to be out of focus, as if she was in a daze.

The black mist that permeated the peach blossom silently enveloped her.

In the black mist, it seemed that a heavy sound of chains colliding could be heard vaguely.

"What sound?" Mu Zhian asked subconsciously.

Gong Lianyue's attention also fell on Wei Mengrou, and her eyes flickered slightly.

The peach blossom in Wei Mengrou's hand seemed a little strange.

There was something special in that peach blossom... and now that thing was attached to Wei Mengrou.

"Sister Mengrou...?" Mu Zhian stared at Wei Mengrou's slender back and suddenly shouted, feeling something was wrong.

The black mist on Wei Mengrou's body seemed to be much thicker than before.

However, Wei Mengrou didn't seem to hear Mu Zhian's voice, but just looked down at the peach blossom in her hand, her eyes seemed a little dazed.

Just as Mu Zhian was about to speak, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear.

——Miss you.

No... That was not a voice from his ear, but a voice that appeared directly in his brain!

I miss you... I miss you so much, I miss you so much, I miss you so much...

That voice appeared directly in Mu Zhian's mind, and the soft and graceful voice sounded in Mu Zhian's mind, repeating over and over again.

At this time, Yao Meng opened her red lips slightly, and a pleasant and melodious fairy voice sounded softly in the court.

"Since you are still alive, why don't you show your true self?"

When the voice fell, there seemed to be green ripples on the ground centered on Yao Meng.

The voice in Mu Zhian's mind was also directly cut off.

Wei Mengrou looked a little dazed, and slowly raised her head.

Her body was filled with deep black mist, and in the black mist, there seemed to be a faint sound of chains colliding with each other.

"... Sister Mengrou?" Mu Zhian called out tentatively, but he still felt an indescribable weirdness in his heart.

This woman was obviously not Wei Mengrou, but a certain existence in the black box!

However, her spiritual consciousness seemed to be very weak.

Yao Meng's eyes narrowed slightly, and she said softly: "It is indeed the original witch... But the spiritual consciousness attached to others has long been eroded by time. This should be just her obsession."

The peach blossom in the black box carries an obsession left by the original witch, and that obsession is now attached to Wei Mengrou, as if she wants to fulfill her wish before her death.

Mu Zhian's heart moved slightly, and his eyes fell on the yellow-skirted maid in front of him.

An obsession that has been eroded by time reappeared in the world after ten thousand years, and its purpose is just to convey his thoughts to an important person around him... And after that, if this obsession disappears, I am afraid there will be no more original witches in this world.

When thinking of this, Mu Zhian's heart was inevitably a little melancholy, and there was even more sympathy in his eyes when he looked at Wei Mengrou.

Although it is unclear why Wei Mengrou is involved with the Original Witch, from the current situation, the Original Witch has no hostility towards them. When the obsession ends, the residual soul attached to Wei Mengrou will probably disappear completely.

At this time, Yao Mengxiu frowned slightly because she saw the "Original Witch" walking towards Mu Zhian.

For some reason, she felt that this scene was a little familiar.

Gong Lianyue narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and stared at Wei Mengrou. The sharp blade of light behind her vibrated faintly, as if she was about to sacrifice the sword at any time.

She could see that the obsession left by the Original Witch in the black box was aimed at Mu Zhian!

However, what exactly did the Original Witch want to do...?

At this moment, the two empresses stared at Wei Mengrou, with some doubts in their eyes.

And under the gaze of the two, Wei Mengrou finally came to Mu Zhian.

She raised her flawless and beautiful face and stared into Mu Zhian's eyes, which seemed to be filled with nostalgia.

"Finally I see you." Her soft voice was filled with nostalgia.

"Senior, do you know me--"

Before Mu Zhian finished speaking, Wei Mengrou had already put one hand on the back of his head.

Then, under Mu Zhian's slowly widening eyes, she tilted her head slightly, and under the stunned gazes of Yao Meng and Gong Lianyue, she pressed her slightly cool and soft lips on Mu Zhian's lips.

The only sound in the courtyard was the sound of snowflakes whistling in the north wind.