After All, They Are the Protagonists

Although his tone was still cold, the indifference in his eyes had obviously melted a lot.

It turned out that he considered the mood of everyone present at that time, and finally chose Bai Ruoxi to prevent her from feeling inferior...

"Why didn't you make it clear earlier that you have the imprint of a demon cultivator in your body?" Ye Lingxuan was still suspicious.

Mu Zhi'an smiled wryly and said, "Sister Lingxuan was so wary of me back then, so what's the use of me saying it. Besides, I don't want to cause you so much trouble."

Hearing this, Ye Lingxuan's eyes softened a little, but she was a little displeased, and said, "Are you treating me like an outsider?"

At the very beginning, your attitude towards me was that of an outsider, no, to be precise, it should be like guarding against thieves... Mu Zhian thought to himself.

Ye Lingxuan suddenly paused, and hummed softly: "If you had said earlier, I could still help you..."

"But it's not too late now." She added.

Mu Zhi'an was slightly moved, looking at Ye Lingxuan's eyes full of emotion, said: "If the sect detects the imprint left by the demon world in my body in the future, sister Lingxuan will intercede with the sect for me?"

"But in this way, I am afraid that you and the sect will become hostile. This is not what I want to see."

"The Liangyi Sect will not stand against us because of you, a little monk." Ye Lingxuan said calmly.

It seems that the mysterious force behind Ye Lingxuan is really amazing, would even a behemoth like the Liangyi Sect give some face... Mu Zhian knew it in his heart.

Ye Lingxuan's voice softened a bit, and said softly: "If that day really comes, I will protect you from leaving."

Mu Zhi'an stopped talking, just stared blankly at Ye Lingxuan's delicate and pretty face.

At this moment, there was only emotion and affection in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand, gently took Ye Lingxuan's hand, and put Xuelian in her hand.

"I know you are still angry now, if seeing this snow lotus in the future still reminds you of unpleasant things, then throw it away."

"What will happen if you throw it away?" She glanced at Mu Zhian.

"I will find a flower that is more suitable for Lingxuan's sister than snow lotus and give it to you." Mu Zhian stared at Ye Lingxuan seriously, and said softly.

"It is rumored that there is a flower called hydrangea blooming in the demon world. If I find it in the future, I will pick it and give it to you."

Ye Lingxuan's expression changed slightly upon hearing "Demon Realm".

Then, seeing Mu Zhian's serious expression, her brows and eyes softened slightly, but her tone was still elegant and reserved, and said: "Young Master Mu is really good at making people happy."

Saying so, but he didn't have the indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away at the beginning.

Huh... It seems that there is no problem for the time being.

Seeing this scene, Mu Zhian breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he guessed, it was right to choose Bai Ruoxi at that time.

Bai Ruoxi looked cold and weak, but this period of getting along made Mu Zhian realize that Miss Bai's tea art rank is actually quite high, if she chooses someone else, she might be served by Tongxinsuo after returning.

Senior Sister is an extremely proud and intelligent person, but I don’t know when I found out about his multi-threaded operation. Choosing her will not make Senior Sister feel better. Maybe she will dislike him looking at the bowl and thinking about it. Behavior in the pot.

When dealing with senior sisters, you should be gentle and silent.

As for Ye Lingxuan, although she usually acts quiet and elegant and seems to be quite a man of the city, but in fact, Ye Lingxuan has no experience in relationships.

In addition, she was a princess who was coaxed to grow up since she was a child, so as long as she can sincerely make her happy, she will be calm on the surface, but in fact the frozen heart will melt further.

"Qian'er just went back to the room without saying a word, but you can go to her later, she won't see you now." Ye Lingxuan said suddenly.

Ye Qian is really a simple girl with no bad intentions. This incident will naturally make her sad, but as long as she meets her later and comforts her carefully, that girl will open her heart.

Mu Zhi'an nodded lightly, thinking that the time was almost up, and then said: "By the way, you haven't received your sect token yet? I'm going out later, so I can bring you a copy of the sect token by the way." Bar."

Ye Lingxuan nodded reservedly, and said, "Then please trouble Mr. Mu."

This girl is indeed a bit arrogant, she still refuses to call me Brother Mu...

Mu Zhian nodded slightly, and after chatting with Ye Lingxuan for a few more words, she saw that her brows and eyes were soothed, and she no longer had the initial indifference.

Therefore, Mu Zhian stopped staying any longer, and left the room refreshed after a while.

On the way back, he pulled a disciple of the sect, and after asking where the sect token was collected, Mu Zhian walked along the path for a while, and returned to the courtyard where he would live in the future.

Wei Mengrou didn't even ask Mu Zhian, just glanced at him, guessed something, and said contemptuously, "Scumbag."

How can I be called a scumbag... This is called "Fish Pond Master" at most. He has the courage to pursue the girl he likes. He can be ambiguous but never abandons any girl.

There is still a difference between being a scumbag.

Mu Zhi'an didn't mind Wei Mengrou's contempt, and even enjoyed the shivering eyes of the maid.

"The token of the Zongmen is collected near the Library Pavilion. Sister Mengrou, do you want to go with me? Or I'll bring you one back?" He suddenly asked.

Wei Mengrou hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly, and said, "I'll go too."

Wei Mengrou is a little "social fear" and doesn't like to show her face in public, but there may be a solution to "luck" in the library of Liangyizong.

Don't hold out any hope, but at least try your luck a little bit.

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Mu Zhi'an and others stepped on the arch bridge paved with translucent golden talismans along the way, and when they came to the vicinity of Zangshu Pavilion, they only saw a rather old hall in sight.

"I have seen the description of Liangyizong's Library Pavilion in books, but I didn't expect it to be more magnificent than the written description."

Bai Ruoxi raised her head slightly, looked at the library pavilion on the top of the peak, and couldn't help sighing softly.

Mu Zhian nodded lightly, and glanced around.

At this moment, many disciples who have just joined the sect are entering the Zangshu Pavilion one after another, presumably to find their favorite exercises.

And there was a stone table near the Library Pavilion. In front of the stone table, a beautiful woman handed the Zongmen Token to them with a smile.

After the disciples of the sect injected spiritual energy into it, there seemed to be words emerging from the token of the sect.

"This sect's token is blank at first, but after infusing it with spiritual energy, my name will appear... Such a method is really miraculous." Mu Zhi'an sighed.

Bai Ruoxi followed with a soft "um".Then, his eyes suddenly fell on the edge of the cliff not far ahead, and he said doubtfully:

"What's going on there?"

Mu Zhi'an followed the trend, and soon noticed that besides the place where the sect tokens were being distributed not far away, there were still many disciples of the sect standing on the edge of a towering cliff, looking down Looking at something.

"Just look at it and see."

As Mu Zhi'an said, he and the two women came to the edge of the cliff. When looking down from above, it seemed that they could vaguely see a giant dragon swimming in the clouds and mist on the cliff.

Although its real appearance cannot be seen, it is not difficult to guess from the figure that this should be an extremely huge "dragon" with a snake's body and four legs.

"Spirit dragon?" Mu Zhi'an thought of the spirit dragon that Lan Mulian mentioned earlier that existed when the sect was founded.

Soon, he noticed again that every disciple standing on the edge of the cliff seemed to emit a faint gleam, and there was no lack of red light among them.

... This is luck.

And the spirit dragon in the cliff was swimming in the mist, as if looking for something.

"It is rumored that if you encounter a Spirit Dragon by chance, you will be blessed with its luck... Could it be that these disciples are using their own Qi as bait to see if they can get the favor of Senior Spirit Dragon?"

Mu Zhian guessed in his heart.

But looking at it like this, it is clear that Linglong has no interest in the luck of these disciples.

He withdrew his gaze, and was about to go to get the sect token first.

But just thinking of this, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd: "Senior Linglong has responded!"

Mu Zhi'an subconsciously turned his head to look, but saw Linglong's head protruding from the clouds and mist, that ferocious and beautiful figure was displayed in the field of vision of the disciples, a pair of huge golden beast eyes stared at the person on the stage. disciple.

Then, its eyes fixed on a certain direction, and it actually swam towards the direction of Zangshu Pavilion.

Mu Zhian's body stiffened slightly, and he stared at Linglong closely.

For a moment just now, he seemed to feel that he and Linglong had met their eyes.

No, maybe it's not looking at me, but...

Mu Zhi'an subconsciously glanced at Bai Ruoxi beside him, quickly swept from the delicate face to the towering chest, and then returned to her flawless white side profile face.

Could it be that he was attracted by her?

Even though he was thinking this way, Mu Zhian faintly felt that something was not quite right.

He always felt that the person Linglong saw just now... didn't seem to be Bai Ruoxi.

Chapter 97 Someone Wants to Raise Me, the Fish Pond Owner? 5K

Liangyi Peak...

In the back mountain, in front of a simple and elegant pavilion, a woman in a black dress is lazily leaning on a stone chair, outlining a tall, mature and graceful figure.

A head of long hair fell straight down to her calves like a waterfall, and the end of her hair was neatly tied up with a white headband. Under the skirt, she sat with her long elastic legs crossed, holding a chess piece with her fingertips, playing chess with it.

The full breasts propped up the loose Chinese clothes proudly, the proportion of the shoulders and the neck was just right, and the faint smile was outlined on the face, if someone who is not familiar with her would probably just regard her as a Beautiful women look at it without any sense of awe.

But if someone knows her identity, I'm afraid they don't even have the courage to look up and peek in front of her.

The suzerain of the Liangyi Sect, Concubine Shang Yan, one of the few strong men in the current world.

The person who is playing chess with Concubine Shang Yan is her apprentice, Lan Mulian who just returned to the back mountain of Liangyi Peak not long ago.

"What, you're in a bad mood?" Concubine Shang Yan, the suzerain, raised her eyes to glance at her apprentice, and suddenly asked casually.

"If I remember correctly, the sect's assessment seems to have ended. Could it be that something happened to you in Profound Sky City?" Concubine Shang Yan casually asked again while playing with the chess pieces in her hand.

Lan Mulian came back to her senses, smiled, and answered her master in a cool and pleasant voice: "It's nothing, this disciple is just thinking about one thing."

She paused, and continued: "When I was testing the luck of a little monk in Tianxuan City, I discovered a luck that I had never seen before."

"That person's luck is pink."

Lan Mulian paused, and continued: "Master, did you ever know what this means?"

Concubine Shang Yan tapped the table lightly with her fingertips, said with a faint smile, "Play chess."

"Master doesn't know?" Lan Mulian asked in surprise.

Concubine Shang Yan looked at her apprentice's beautiful face that could charm all living beings with a slight smile, and said with a smile: "Why do you care so much about a little monk?"

"Could it be that your bad mood today has something to do with that little monk?"

Lan Mulian silently glanced at this magnificent woman, and said, "Let's continue playing chess."