It turns out, they were the main characters.

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

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

Lan Mulian glanced at her mischievous junior brother, a hint of displeasure showing in her clear, cold eyes.

"You didn't say that once you turn around, you can't turn back..."

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

This senior sister Lan was wearing a slightly thin white inner garment that outlined her exquisite and curvaceous figure. Her cascading black hair fell naturally to her hips, and the slightly messy strands of hair rested on her cool face, giving her a lazy and elegant look.

The close-fitting white undergarment suited her perfectly. She wasn't the delicate, frail type; her skin was firm, sexy, and fair.

Instead of the usual cool and aloof demeanor she exudes when wearing white dresses, she adds a touch of relaxed, homey charm.

Lan Mulian gave Mu Zhian a reproachful look: "Have you looked enough?"

Although I pretended to be very dissatisfied, seeing his cute face made it impossible for me to get angry. This feeling was really unpleasant...

We'll settle the score once he's back to normal... For now, let's just swallow this anger.

Lan Mulian thought to herself.

"You used to use this face to deceive the girls of Tianxuan City, didn't you?" she suddenly asked again.

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

Then, realizing what she had said, she continued, "What do you mean by deceiving a young girl... Senior sister, you've misunderstood me. I've never deceived any girl."

Ok?

So, at this time, Mu Zhian was actually a rather innocent boy...?

Lan Mulian's thoughts stirred slightly: "So you only became that fickle scumbag later on?"

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

Noticing Lan Mulian's suddenly dull and listless eyes, Mu Zhian hurriedly said, "Senior Sister, you also said that my spirit is still recovering, so let's get some rest tonight."

A faint smile appeared in Lan Mulian's eyes as she looked down at the boy and said calmly, "Don't you want to see what Master's little dark room looks like?"

"If I go to the dark room, will I ever come out again...?" Mu Zhian shook his head reservedly: "Next time, definitely next time..."

Turning his head to look out the window, and hearing the increasingly clear sound of rain, Mu Zhian continued, "It seems the rain is getting heavier today. I'll go back to my room to rest first, so I won't disturb you, Senior Sister."

Lan Mulian looked at him with a half-smile, her eyes seeming to say: You're afraid too?

Then, looking at her junior brother who was now shorter than her, she hesitated for a moment and said, "Why don't you stay here tonight and sleep instead of going to the guest room?"

Mu Zhian was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked up at Lan Mulian and her beautiful face, and hesitated for a moment.

Is my senior sister planning to drag me into a dark room while I'm asleep...?

It's no wonder Mu Zhian thought that way. After all, in his impression, Senior Sister Lan had always been aloof and arrogant, so it was rather strange that she would take the initiative to speak up now.

Looking at the stunning beauty so close to him, and those clear, amber-like eyes, and then down to her snow-white neck and the enormous heart accentuated by her white inner garment, Mu Zhian swallowed hard and finally nodded gently.

Although there are risks, my senior sister is really too big.

What older people say is always right.

"There's only one bed here, so I'll have to sleep on the floor tonight?" Mu Zhian asked tentatively.

"Although it's raining and cold outside tonight, it doesn't affect me much, so don't worry about it, Senior Sister."

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

It's infuriating that someone with such a cute face would speak in such a sleazy, tea-like manner...

However, Fei Ying is right; we can't just keep watching.

If this drags on, Fei Ying will be the next one to make a move...

Lan Mulian walked gracefully to Mu Zhian, her legs appearing exceptionally voluptuous and long beneath her plain white dress.

She walked up to Mu Zhian, reached out and stroked the boy's soft hair, looked down at him, and said softly, "Since it's cold tonight, you can sleep in the bed."

Mu Zhian was taken aback.

Lan Mulian's beautiful eyes held a teasing smile: "It's just sleeping in bed, have you thought of something bad?"

She knelt beside Mu Zhi'an, her red lips close to the boy's ear, and said in a cool, alluring voice, "Or do you want to sleep with your sister in your arms?"

A delicate and sweet scent wafted into Mu Zhian's nostrils, accompanied by a soft voice, a hint of shyness, yet a disdainful gaze looking down at him, and alluring red lips.

The pattering rain outside grew clearer, and for a moment the atmosphere became incredibly ambiguous. Mu Zhian subconsciously swallowed, his heart beating unusually fast.

Then, with a mix of trepidation and anticipation, he awkwardly wrapped his arms around Lan Mulian's voluptuous waist, and slightly raised his head to look at his senior sister Lan, who was dressed in a white undergarment, looking as beautiful as a painting and as elegant as a flower.

She was also gazing at herself, her beautiful, clear eyes, like a deep, cold pool, revealing a teasing smile, as if an older sister were playing a prank on her younger brother.

Then, the candlelight inside the house went out, leaving only the patter of rain and the gradually increasing downpour nourishing the blooming snow lotus.

……

Yaochi Sacred Land.

Yao Meng stared at the empty room, at a loss for words to express her feelings.

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

But right now, Mu Zhian is indeed missing.

Even if Mu Zhian leaves Yaochi, she will definitely be able to sense it, because she deliberately left a petal of the Pure Lotus on Mu Zhian's body when she went to the bath earlier.

Yao Meng could immediately sense his departure.

Could it be that he went to the Heavenly Court?

Even if one enters the Heavenly Court, it is only the spirit that enters the Heavenly Court. How could the spirit and the body have disappeared now?

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

Blue petals scattered from her body, each petal seemingly containing the laws of time, and the blue radiance enveloped the entire room.

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

She is a human emperor who has reached the Feathered Realm and controls the principles of time. In the present world, even the rules of heaven and earth cannot bind her.

Yao Meng clasped her hands together, and the petals condensed into a blue lotus flower.

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

This is another function of the principle of time: it can present all the past events that have occurred within a certain range.

What happened after Mu Zhian woke up in this room was naturally also fully within her purview.

From getting out of bed and looking in the mirror at the dressing table, seemingly unable to believe that her age had actually decreased, to rewriting the rules of heaven and earth, asking the two pillar gods of the Southern Wilderness about Xueyi, and after that...

"He did indeed leave later... but I should have been able to sense if he left Yaochi..."

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

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

"Is this thing the culprit?"

Yao Meng turned her head to look at the bronze mirror in front of the dressing table, but it was obvious that it was just an ordinary bronze mirror. However, someone had secretly tampered with it and linked it to a certain place.

She reached out and picked up the bronze mirror, discovering that there were still some residual fluctuations of spiritual energy on it. She immediately used her spiritual sense to scan the bronze mirror.

"This spiritual energy feels somewhat familiar..."

Yao Meng narrowed her beautiful eyes, staring suspiciously at the bronze mirror, following the wisp of spiritual energy to find the guy who had secretly attacked Mu Zhi'an.

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

Yao Meng stared at the bronze mirror in her hand, her rosy lips pursed slightly, then quickly curved into a playful smile, and she said softly:

"...Spirit Dragon".

Chapter 397 It's...gone forever. 9K

Lin Ling, as the divine beast of the Liangyi Sect, was born with the favor of the Great Dao and possessed great fortune.

Some people are called people with great fortune because they possess great luck, while Lin Ling is called a person with great fortune because her fortune rating is only at the level of "great luck".

If she so desires, she can even bestow fortune upon more than a hundred people, granting them great luck.

This is equivalent to creating more than one hundred Ye Yus.

Yao Meng had spent so much time in Dongzhou, so she naturally knew something about Lin Ling's affairs, especially since Lin Ling had lived in Tianhe Garden for so long.

Why would Lin Ling move him away...? Could it be to protect him?

Yao Meng's eyes flickered slightly, and thoughts raced through her mind.

She quickly snapped out of her daze, gently shaking her head to clear her mind of the jumbled thoughts.

Regardless, since Lin Ling took Mu Zhian away, it can at least be confirmed that he is safe.

But just in case, we can't just sit here and wait to die...

Most importantly... there are often maki chian, but not often young maki chian...

Yao Meng raised her head slightly, gazing in the direction of Liangyi Peak, a meaningful look appearing in her beautiful emerald eyes.

……

One hour ago.

Mu Zhian lay on the bed, the candlelight flickering in the room, the sound of rain clearly reaching his ears.

"Now that the Azure Emperor has passed away, most people thought that the people on the stage at that wedding were you and the Azure Emperor. Even if you were not actually married, in the eyes of the world, you were already husband and wife."

Lan Mulian, wrapped in a quilt, concealed her curvaceous and taut figure beneath it, and suddenly spoke softly.

Mu Zhian glanced at his aloof and mature senior sister and said jokingly, "So, does that mean I'm still considered a married man now?"

Lan Mulian glanced at him sideways, her cool voice coming: "What do you think?"

Mu Zhian pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "If that's the case, wouldn't it be unfair to Yao Meng if I slept with my senior sister?"

Lan Mulian's beautiful face showed displeasure. She frowned and said, "You two are not really married, so how can you be considered married men?"

That's what they say, but after Mu Zhian said those half-joking words, Lan Mulian's mind started to stir.