After All, They Are the Protagonists

After a while, she lightly withdrew her gaze, and a beautiful arc was drawn at the corner of her mouth.

Except for a few geniuses who need a little attention, the others are nothing.

The young man next to him seemed to realize something, and said via voice transmission: "Saint, have you noticed some threatening geniuses?"

"Basically there is not much threat." Regina replied lightly through voice transmission.

Her temperament looks soft and weak, but the confidence in her words is extremely arrogant.

However, neither the young people nor the elders around him were too surprised.

For the first genius in the Southern Wilderness, it is not surprising that he is a little arrogant.

"The geniuses in Dongzhou seem to be just like this." The young man grinned.

"The geniuses of some desolate ancient families should not be underestimated, and they should not be careless." The elders around him reminded the two through sound transmission.

Regina nodded slightly, with a thoughtful look in her eyes, and said: "The Liangyi Sect is the holy place for monks in Dongzhou, there is no reason why I haven't met a single genius."

"Elder, you stay outside and wait for a while, I'll go into the Glazed Palace to have a look."

"I'll go with you." The young man said immediately.

As the two stepped into it, the eyes of the disciples who were in the glazed hall all fell on the two geniuses from other lands.

The cultivation system in Nanhuang is completely different from Dongzhou. This time Nanhuang is bound to win the first place in the Ascension to Immortals Conference, and it is bound to make the top geniuses in the clan go to this place.

And these two people are probably the geniuses in the Southern Wilderness.

Facing everyone's eyes, Regina just smiled softly.

Her graceful body is slender and varied, coupled with her temperament that tends to be weak and her soft smile, it is easy to make people feel good about her.

"Third grade of god refining, fourth grade of god refining..."

"Nine grades of Qi training..."

"Second grade of refining gods."

Regina was walking by the lake, seemingly visiting the Liuli Palace, but she was actually looking at the disciples around with great interest.

Soon, a hint of disappointment appeared in her eyes.

It stands to reason that Liangyizong shouldn't even have a truly proud son of heaven...

But today, from entering the Liangyi Sect to the present, at least among the disciples who joined the sect this time, it is true that there is not a single genius.

Are they all in retreat or what?

The young man on the side also looked around, and then casually glanced at the sickly young lady in a low-cut white dress next to her.

Judging from the saint's expression, isn't there a monk she cares about here?

Just when the young man thought of this, he suddenly heard Regina's doubtful voice of "Huh", staring at a certain direction.

He took advantage of the situation and looked over. It was a young man in a black and gold robe. He seemed to be in a good mood, with a gentle smile on his face.

It's no wonder that the final winner of the bet two days ago was Mu Zhi'an. After he comforted the Ye family sisters and confirmed that they were going to retreat to accept the inheritance, he just went to Liangyi Peak again, with his senior sister and concubine. Sister Ying chatted for a while.

At this moment, he was planning to return to Tianheyuan and put forward the "conditions" for winning the bet to his maid.

"Sister Mengrou must be very beautiful in black and white silk..." Mu Zhian sighed again in his heart, and was about to step into Tianhe Garden.

At this time, he suddenly felt two slightly unfamiliar gazes, and looked sideways.

It was two people who had never met before.

The woman's skin was pale, and her temperament showed a feeling of sickness and weakness. The low-cut dress revealed a hint of snow-white complexion. The proportion of her shoulders and neck was just right. Coupled with her hair that was lightly draped over her shoulders, she perfectly presented a beautiful woman. The image of a sick and weak young lady.

And the young man beside him...in a simple sentence, he is not as handsome as him.

She was peeping at my body... As a natural spirit, Mu Zhi'an quickly sensed something, and casually glanced at the weak-looking Southern Wilderness Saintess.

Afterwards, the corners of his mouth curved slightly in joy, he smiled and nodded at them, and then walked into Tianhe Garden.

Regina stared at the direction in which Mu Zhian was leaving, and never spoke, but there was a trace of doubt in her eyes.

Seeing this, the young man couldn't help but frowned, and said, "Saint, is that person very powerful?"

"So-so, only the third grade of refining gods." Regina's melodious voice sounded.

"Then why did the saint keep staring at him—"

"His soul is very interesting." When Regina said this, she casually glanced at the plaque of "Tianheyuan".

Although his strength was mediocre, the composition of the cauldron of that person just now was very strange. It was not a single kind of aura, but composed of several kinds of aura.

Even his physique is very complicated.

Moreover, I can't see what will happen to him in the past and in the future... It seems that someone has blocked the secret.

From the looks of it, behind him, there should be a great power protecting him in secret.

"Interesting Primordial Spirit..." The young man repeated it over and over again, and then, seeing the saintess observing Tianheyuan with great interest, he couldn't help shaking his head and said with a smile:

"The interesting primordial spirit will not affect this Ascension to Immortal Conference."

As he said that, he continued to speak: "Saint, let's go back first."

"makes sense."

Regina smiled lightly, and was about to look back and leave.

And just when she was about to look back, she suddenly seemed to have noticed something, and her eyes froze on the gate of Tianhe Garden.

After a brief hesitation, her body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

The young man also noticed the abnormality of this saint, and he couldn't help shouting subconsciously: "Saint—"

However, before the words finished, Regina said with a trembling voice: "There seems to be something in this other garden."

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"What's in the other garden..."

After hearing Regina's words, the young man couldn't help frowning slightly, and said, "Is there anything in a monk's garden of the third rank of god refinement that even the saintesses care about?"

However, Regina didn't answer, she just stared at the other garden in amazement, and then immediately made a decision, saying: "Go back first."

For the first time, there was a trace of fear in her heart, as well as curiosity about the boy just now.

It stands to reason that the people living in this glazed hall should all be disciples who have just joined the sect...

But her feeling just now is definitely not wrong, there is definitely something terrible in Tianhe Garden.

This matter requires a long-term plan.

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What happened in the outside world, Mu Zhi'an didn't know. At this time, he was sitting in a quiet small garden, watching the maid who poured tea for him, and admiring her slender figure.

Because Wei Mengrou bent slightly, from Mu Zhian's perspective, he could see some things that he couldn't see normally.

Sure enough, it is much more wonderful to be partly hidden than to be fully open...

Mu Zhian sighed inwardly while drinking tea.

In the past two days, he would occasionally find time to double cultivate with Bai Ruoxi or Fairy Qingqun.Of course, the operation will be done more safely, without being noticed by both parties.

In fact, in Mu Zhi'an's view, the most wonderful thing about double cultivation is not the result, but the process, and even some "things" that happened before the process.

Seemingly aware of the young man's gaze, Wei Mengrou frowned slightly, covered her chest with a white jade hand, opened her ruddy mouth slightly, and said coldly:

"Look at what?"

Why, don't let me watch it... Mu Zhian looked at Wei Mengrou's eyes full of contempt, and said with a smile, "That's also Miss Mengrou's good looks, I wouldn't watch it if it was someone else."

Wei Mengrou sneered with a "heh", obviously she knew all about her young master's virtues.

Mu Zhian didn't care, he patted the seat next to him lightly, and said, "Sit down and have a cup of tea."

Wei Mengrou glanced at him from the corner of her eye, seeing that he was still sincere, she finally nodded lightly, pressed her skirt, and sat down not far from Mu Zhian.

Then, Wei Mengrou seemed to have noticed something, slightly raised her head and looked outside, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zhian asked.

"It seems like someone is spying on us." Wei Mengju said.

"Don't worry about it, let them take care of it." Mu Zhian smiled, and then his gaze returned to Wei Mengrou.

As if she was not used to being stared at like this all the time, Wei Mengrou frowned slightly, glanced at him again, and said, "If you look again, don't blame me for being rude."

Mu Zhian took a sip of tea unhurriedly, and said leisurely, "Speaking of which, does sister Mengrou still remember the bet made two days ago?"

Almost the moment the words fell, Wei Mengrou's body froze slightly with the naked eye.

The corners of Mu Zhi'an's mouth curled up slightly, and he said, "Sister Mengrou, did you forget?"

After a short silence, Wei Mengrou said, "You... what conditions do you want to put forward?"

She panicked... Mu Zhian put down the teacup in his hand, and wanted to speak.

At this time, Bai Ruoxi, who had just gone to the room to tidy up her clothes, walked out of the room, looked up at Mu Zhian who was planning to put forward certain "conditions" in the other garden, and said softly:

"Mu Lang, do we want to go to Zangshu Pavilion now?"

There is a skill test in Zangshu Pavilion today, and this test is likely to affect a monk's future life.

Almost forgot about this matter... Mu Zhian looked at the busty maid in yellow dress who seemed to be relieved at this moment, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

It seems that I can only wait until I get back and then slowly... flirt.

Hmm... If that condition is raised, I don't know if Sister Mengrou will get angry and cut me off with a sword. You have to be careful... Mu Zhian thought to himself.

If a cultivator of the eighth rank of refining gods made a move, it would be difficult for him to fight back. At most, he would call out Qinglian Qinglian and the Eight Desolation Dream Picture to delay the time a little.

However, Wei Mengrou's cultivation technique is very mysterious, coupled with the ability of refining the gods like a ghost, it is too difficult to escape her pursuit.

Of course, Mu Zhian still believed in the maid.

As long as she doesn't go too far, she shouldn't do anything too outrageous.

probably……

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