So, They Were the Protagonists All Along

Mu Zhian stared at the drizzle outside the window in a daze.

It was still sunny here during the day, but in the evening it started to rain. The rain slopingly slapped on the windows with the cold wind, and the mountains behind Liangyi Peak were hazy with mist.

Calculating the time, Yao Meng must have discovered that he was no longer in Yaochi Holy Land. He should have left her a note to reassure her before leaving.

But no one would have thought that they would be teleported to Liangyi Peak just because they touched a bronze mirror for no reason.

It's a pity that he is in Liangyi Peak now. It's too late to rush to Yaochi Holy Land now, but the sect leader has already gone to retreat to practice, so he can't be disturbed.

Tomorrow I will write a paper crane and send it to the Yaochi Holy Land, so that Yao Meng and the others can rest assured... Mu Zhi'an thought.

"Junior brother, why are you so absent-minded? This is already the third game you have lost today."

A clear and sweet voice came from the opposite side, which also brought Mu Zhian back to reality from the previous daze, and his eyes fell on Lan Mulian involuntarily.

Wearing a moon-white dress, the cold beauty who can rest her breasts on the table is looking at him with her cheeks in her hands, her messy sideburns gently resting on her classic and delicate face, and her cold beautiful eyes with a rare trace of... soft.

This cold, snow-like senior sister was always so arrogant, but at this moment, she showed a tenderness that she had never shown in the past. It is no wonder that Mu Zhian was attracted to her when she was absent-mindedly thinking about other things. .

I'm used to being treated coldly, but now my senior sister's friendly attitude is really a bit strange...

Mu Zhian dropped a chess piece, then looked at the cold and elegant senior sister and said: "Thanks to senior sister this time, otherwise I might have to confess to being in the Yaochi Holy Land."

Lan Mulian shook her head gently: "I'm just trying my best to report this matter to Master as soon as possible, but whether she will take action or not depends on her own decision."

She paused and continued: "Master rarely interferes in Dongzhou's affairs, but you are a disciple of the sect, so naturally you cannot let other forces in Kyushu ride on you and run wild."

Mu Zhian nodded silently.

Looking at the chess game on the table, Lan Mulian suddenly asked knowingly: "By the way, why are you like this...? If I guess correctly, this should be what you looked like before, right?"

"I don't know, maybe someone did something to me."

Mu Zhian sighed helplessly: "Yao...Senior Qingdi ascended to heaven not long ago. Maybe she was trying to treat my injury, but something went wrong in the process?"

A faint smile flashed across Lan Mulian's bright eyes: "You don't seem to be in a good mood. Don't you like yourself now?"

Mu Zhian helplessly spread his hands and said: "I don't mind the way I look now, but if I walk in the sect now, I will probably scare others."

Everyone is getting more and more mature in their cultivation, but Mu Zhian is doing better. The more he practices, the more he goes back... At this moment, if Mu Zhian were walking in the sect, he would probably be watched by a group of people.

Lan Mulian nodded in agreement: "You are right. If you walk inside the sect now, you will definitely cause a disturbance."

Then, she saw clearly and continued: "So before you recover, you should stay at Liangyi Peak and stop running around."

"If you need cultivation resources, just ask me."

Mu Zhian looked at his senior sister with subtle eyes, hesitating slightly.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it here very much?" Lan Mulian's beautiful brows showed a trace of disappointment.

Mu Zhian shook his head and said hesitantly: "I just feel that senior sister is in a good mood today...Did something good happen?"

Lan Mulian stared deeply into Mu Zhian's eyes, then withdrew his gaze without any trace, and said calmly: "It's nothing, it's already getting late. I'll take my junior brother back to the house to rest."

Mu Zhian was startled, and glanced at the chess game on the table that he had almost won, and then looked at the cold little white dress: "Why don't we finish this game?"

Lan Mulian coughed slightly, took Mu Zhian's hand very naturally, and said softly: "It's still raining tonight, so it's better to go back to the house and rest early. Master said that although your cauldron has been repaired, your spirit is still a little bit weak." Damn, need to rest for a few days.”

If it were Mu Zhian in the past, he would definitely tease his senior sister by playing chess and refusing to admit defeat. However, Mu Zhian at this age is obviously gentler, so he hummed softly and followed Lan Mulian. Together they entered the bedroom in the apse.

After bringing Mu Zhian into the house, Lan Mulian said softly: "Turn around first."

Just as Mu Zhian turned around to face the door of the room, he soon heard a rustling sound coming from behind him.

...She is changing?

Mu Zhian's heartbeat quickened slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to look back, but there seemed to be another voice of reason in his heart stopping him.

Calm down, if you peek at Senior Sister now, your head will probably be screwed off...

The sound of the dress rubbing against the skin came to his ears, constantly stimulating Mu Zhian's nerves.

Then about two seconds later, Mu Zhian's rationality was dried to pieces by the burning LSP fire, and he secretly turned his head and glanced.

However, before he could see anything, a white dress gracefully covered Mu Zhian's head, completely blocking his vision.

"I told you to turn around, didn't you hear what I just said?"

Lan Mulian glanced at this evil-minded junior brother, with a hint of displeasure in his beautiful, clear and cold eyes.

"You didn't say you can't turn back if you turn in one direction..."

Mu Zhian pulled off the moon-white dress, and then his eyes fell on the woman not far in front of him.

This Senior Sister Lan is wearing a slightly thin white undershirt at the moment, which outlines her exquisite and graceful figure. The waterfall of green hair naturally spreads to her buttocks, and her slightly messy hair rests on her cold face, looking lazy. grace.

The close-fitting white underwear matches the senior sister very well. She is not the kind of soft and weak woman. The skin on her body is firm and sexy, white and delicate.

It is not as cold as when wearing a white dress on weekdays, but adds a bit of homely and lazy temperament.

Lan Mulian gave Mu Zhian an angry look: "Have you seen enough?"

Although he pretended to be very dissatisfied, he couldn't feel angry when he saw his cute face. This feeling was really unpleasant...

After he returns to his original self, we can settle the accounts together... Let's put up with this tone for now.

Lan Mulian thought to himself.

"You used this face to deceive the girls in Tianxuan City, right?" She suddenly asked again.

Mu Zhian said helplessly: "At this time, I have never been close to other girls."

Then he suddenly came to his senses and continued: "What are you trying to deceive a girl... Senior sister, you have misunderstood me. I have never deceived any girl."

Um?

So, at this period, Mu Zhian was still a relatively innocent boy...?

Lan Mulian's thoughts moved slightly: "So did you become that half-hearted scumbag later?"

"If I start correcting you from this stage, maybe I can turn you into a dedicated person...?"

Noticing Lan Mulian's dim eyes that suddenly lost their luster, Mu Zhian said hurriedly: "Senior sister, you also said that my spirit is still recovering, so I'd better rest early tonight."

Lan Mulian had a faint smile on his face, looked down at the young man, and said calmly: "Don't you want to see what Master's little dark room looks like?"

Can I still come out after I went to the dark room... Mu Zhian shook his head reservedly: "Next time, definitely, next time..."

Turning his head and looking out the window, he heard the sound of rain getting clearer. Mu Zhian continued: "It seems that the rain is getting heavier and heavier today. I will go back to the guest room to rest first, so I won't disturb senior sister."

Lan Mulian looked at him with a half-smile, her eyes seemed to say: Are you afraid too?

Then, looking at this junior brother who was now even shorter than her, she suddenly hesitated and said, "You... why don't you just stay here and sleep here tonight? There's no need to go to the guest room."

Mu Zhian was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously raised his head to look at Lan MuLian and that beautiful face, and couldn't help but hesitate.

Is Senior Sister planning to catch me in a dark room while I'm asleep...

It's no wonder that Mu Zhian thinks so. After all, in his impression, Senior Sister Lan has always been dignified and aloof. It's really weird that she would take the initiative to speak now.

But looking at the stunning beauty so close at hand, as well as those clear and beautiful eyes like amber, and then looking at the snow-white jade neck, and the huge human heart set off by the white underwear, Mu Zhian's throat rolled subconsciously, and finally He nodded slightly.

Although there are risks, Senior Sister is really too big.

Whatever the older people say is right.

"There is only one bed here, so I will sleep on the floor today?" Mu Zhian asked tentatively.

"Although it's raining and cold outside tonight, it doesn't have any impact on me. Senior sister, don't worry."

Lan Mulian pursed her red lips and rolled her eyes at this guy.

It's really abominable to say tea-like words with a cute face...

But Fei Ying was right, she could no longer just watch.

If you keep putting it off, Fei Ying will be the one to take action next time...

Lan Mulian walked up to Mu Zhian, her legs looking particularly plump and slender under the plain white singlet.

She walked up to Mu Zhian, reached out and stroked the young man's soft hair, looked down at him, and said faintly: "Since it's cold tonight, you should sleep on the bed."

Mu Zhian was stunned.

There was a hint of teasing smile in Lan Mulian's beautiful eyes: "It's just sleeping on the bed. Have you thought of something bad?"

She half-knelt beside Mu Zhian, her red lips close to the boy's ear, and said in a cold and charming voice: "Or do you want to sleep with your sister in your arms?"

The quiet and sweet smell floated into Mu Zhian's nostrils, accompanied by a soft voice, mixed with a little shy, but condescending eyes looking down at him, and an alluring red mouth.

The patter of rain outside the house became clearer and clearer, and the atmosphere became extremely ambiguous for a moment. Mu Zhian swallowed subconsciously, and his heartbeat rarely accelerated.

Then, with a feeling of anxiety and expectation, he reluctantly hugged Lan Mulian's plump waist with both hands, and raised his head slightly to look at Senior Sister Lan who was wearing a white lining, as beautiful as a painting, and as elegant as a flower.

She was also staring at herself, and in the depths of her beautiful eyes, as clear as cold pools, there was a playful smile like a big sister teasing the younger brother next door.

Afterwards, the candlelight in the house was extinguished, leaving only the sound of pattering rain, and the increasingly violent rain moistening the blooming snow lotus.

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Yaochi Holy Land.

Yao Meng looked at the empty room, not knowing how to express his feelings for a moment.

Logically speaking, it should be impossible for anyone in this world to take someone away in front of an Ascension Realm person without anyone noticing.

But now Mu Zhian is indeed gone.

Even if Mu Zhian leaves Yaochi, she will definitely notice it, because she left the petals of the Pure World Blue Lotus on Mu Zhian when she went to the bathing pool.

Once he leaves, Yao Meng will notice it immediately.

Could it be that he went to the Heavenly Palace?

But even if he entered the Heavenly Palace, it was only his spiritual consciousness that entered the Heavenly Palace. How could his spiritual consciousness and body be gone now?

Yao Meng narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked around the quiet little house.

Green petals flew out of her body, and each petal seemed to contain the law of time, and the green light enveloped the entire room.

"No one in this world can take him away in front of me." Yao Meng whispered to herself.

She is a human emperor in the realm of Yuhua, who controls the law of time. In today's world, even the rules of heaven and earth cannot bind her.

Yao Meng put her hands together, and the petals condensed into a green lotus.

The next moment, Mu Zhian's illusory figure also appeared in the room.

This is another function of the principle of time, which can present everything that happened in a certain range in the past.

What happened to Mu Zhian after he woke up in this room before was naturally included in her field of vision.

From getting out of bed and looking in the mirror in front of the dressing table, he seemed to be unable to believe that his age had actually become younger, to rewriting the rules of heaven and earth, asking the two pillars of the Southern Wilderness about Xue Yi, and after that...

"He did go out later... But if he left Yaochi, I should be able to notice it..."

Yao Meng stared at the scene after Mu Zhian left the door, watching him trying to go downstairs, but soon, a slight spiritual fluctuation came from behind him.

Then, Mu Zhian reached out and touched the bronze mirror on the table, and the person disappeared directly in the Yaochi Holy Land.

"Is this thing playing tricks?"

Yao Meng turned her head to look at the bronze mirror in front of the dressing table, but it was obvious that this was just an ordinary bronze mirror, but someone had secretly done something to connect the bronze mirror to a certain place.

She reached out and grabbed the bronze mirror, and found that there was still some residual spiritual fluctuations on it, and immediately used her spiritual sense to scan the bronze mirror.

"This spiritual energy always feels a little familiar..."

Yao Meng narrowed her beautiful eyes, stared at the bronze mirror with suspicion, and followed this spiritual energy to track down the guy who secretly attacked Mu Zhian.

After a while, in Yao Meng's mind, a silly and cute figure with no bad intentions gradually appeared in her mind.

Yao Meng stared at the bronze mirror in her hand, pursed her ruddy lips slightly, and soon raised a playful arc, and whispered:

"...Spirit Dragon."