Chapter 476 Qingdi, your husband is really good 4.5K (1/2)

In fact, for Mu Zhian, such a scene was something he had anticipated long ago.

However, he did not expect that he would meet his ‘old lover’ even though he had already left Dongzhou and came to the distant Southern Wilderness.

The Dagan Dynasty of Dongzhou generally has a system of monogamy and multiple concubines. As a veteran who has been wandering among the flowers for many years, what kind of storms and waves has Mu Zhian not seen in the past?

He has even been to the small black room of Yaochi!

But in the end, he still suppressed Yao Meng and turned her into a well-behaved and docile woman.

Well... this is actually a lie to himself.

But no matter what, Mu Zhian's fish pond is now gradually showing a balanced situation.

Ye Lingxuan, Ye Qian and Ye Qingxin's Ye clan alliance, the Blue clan alliance, and the Qingdi and Bai Ruoxi alliance, etc.

Among the fish in these fish ponds, the two people who are most difficult for Mu Zhian to figure out are Shang Yanfei and the original witch.

The Sect Master needs no further explanation. Although Mu Zhian is the owner of the fish pond, he still doesn't know whether Shang Yanfei is the fish or he is the fish.

Perhaps one day he will look back and find that he is the unique fish in the Sect Master's sister's pond.

As for the Original Witch...

So far, most of the opportunities that Mu Zhian has had are related to the Original Witch.

His personal interface, the mysterious ancient coffin, the black box, the method of entering the heaven... Many of the secret realms he has visited were left by the Original Witch.

Even the drop of blood essence that led to the fairyland was also left by the Original Witch.

The maid Wei Mengrou beside him is the dominant spiritual consciousness of the Original Witch. She has been protecting his safety since the past in Tianxuan City.

Because of this, Mu Zhian's feelings for the Original Witch can be said to be very complicated.

If you say like... then of course I like it, but he didn't expect that the personality of each original witch's consciousness seemed to be different... The woman in front of him looked like a sickly and delicate person.

If Yao Meng hadn't appeared in time, Mu Zhian would probably not be in the Nanhuang Temple now.

"Are you okay?" Yao Meng looked down at the boy in his arms and asked softly.

Why do I feel that our roles are reversed... Mu Zhian nodded slightly: "No problem."

Yao Meng smiled and hummed, and then her eyes swept around the hall.

The first thing that came into view was the slender figure of the original witch, who looked a little sick, wearing a black gauze dress, and a ribbon outlined her slender waist.

She glanced at the original witch and saw the mysterious black mist covering Xue Yi's body. Then, she stared at Xue Yi for a long time, as if she could see the spiritual energy in the furnace through her body.

The spiritual energy of the heavenly palace...

Mu Zhian felt that Yao Meng was looking at him with a slightly playful smile, as if to say: You are really something, daring to be intimate with the gods of the Southern Wilderness in the Southern Wilderness Temple?

At this time, the original witch's eyes were slightly cold, and a hint of danger appeared at the corner of her mouth, saying: "Qingdi, this is between me and Mu Lang. If you don't let him go, don't blame me for bullying the younger generation."

In front of the original witch, even Qingdi had to call her "senior", because the time of the original witch's integration was far beyond people's imagination. Before this fairy Yao Meng integrated, the original witch was already a great power in Jiuzhou.

However, this level of threat is naturally nothing to Qingdi, who has greened many great powers.

Yao Meng lowered her eyes slightly, gently gazed at the young man in her arms, and smiled lightly: "My marriage with my husband is witnessed by the nine states, and his business is my business. Why does the original witch's words sound like I have become an outsider?"

The original witch's eyes were sharp in an instant, and she sneered: "You know how you married him. If he didn't want to help you ascend to heaven, he would have no need to resort to such a bad plan to marry you? This wedding was a lie from the beginning. It was not you who got married on the stage in the Holy King City."

The original witch's memories are interlinked, so naturally she knows what happened at the beginning.

Yao Meng's fairy voice is pleasant and moving, and she said: "Whether the wedding is fake depends on the world and how I and him think about it."

Yao Meng raised her head and glanced at the original witch casually, and smiled: "As long as we both agree on that wedding, there is no such thing as a fake marriage."

"Right, husband!"

The hall was silent for a moment.

This is not something you can talk about. If you want to fight, just fight, but don't drag me into it... Mu Zhian was under great pressure.

The original witch saw Mu Zhian remained silent, and her face suddenly became gloomy and cold.

At the entrance of the hall, Wei Mengrou looked at the young master with a complicated look.

If he admitted the wedding now, Mu Zhian had no doubt what would happen if the news reached other people.

Ruoxi's sword was probably ready to move.

But if he denied the wedding... How should Yao Meng deal with it?

Mu Zhian's back was covered with cold sweat.

And in this silence, a cold and pleasant voice suddenly came slowly in the hall:

"You should know that the wedding was just a plan prepared to deceive the eyes of the world, and it doesn't count. You said the same thing to Mu Lang at the beginning, right, Qingdi?"

The dazzling sword intent filled the sky and the earth, and along with the voice came a woman with a dignified temperament who walked out of a space crack.

"Why are you here too?" Wei Mengrou asked in surprise.

"When Mu Lang said he wanted to borrow the concentric lock, I felt uneasy, so I came here to take a look."

Gong Lianyue said lightly: "I remember that before the wedding, Mu Lang told us in Tianhe Garden that this wedding was just a plan and not a calculation."

"oh?"

Yao Meng said calmly: "But the night he married me, he told me that to him, there is no difference between me and his wife."

She looked at the original witch with a slight smile: "You keep claiming that you are his wife, but have you ever been married to him?"

The original witch was slightly startled and was about to speak.

"It doesn't look right, right?"

Yao Meng raised her snow-white chin slightly and smiled: "You haven't even been married before, but you can still call him his wife, and you even want to take him away?"

Although he had a friendly smile on his face, his words were full of aggression, almost clearly saying: Are you worthy?

If any fish in Mu Zhian's fish pond heard Yao Meng's words, they would probably be silent for a while.

But the original witch with a yandere personality obviously did not accept this trick, and sneered: "I hope your realm can have half the strength of your mouth."

Under her feet, there seemed to be a dark mist slowly spreading outwards, shrouding the people in the hall together, as if it was going to swallow them all up.

Gong Lingyue's figure disappeared in an instant, and the ancient bronze sword behind her fell, turning into a high wall of golden light blocking the black mist.

Buzz!

With a buzzing sound, the high wall formed by the ancient bronze sword forcefully dispersed the black mist.

Yao Meng let go of Mu Zhian, a ray of green light lit up on her fingertips, and her beautiful eyes stared at him, but the time in the entire Southern Wilderness Temple quietly froze at this moment.

The original witch restrained the surging black mist and narrowed her beautiful eyes: "Do these two juniors really think that they can do whatever they want after becoming feathers and ascending?"

"Ruoxi doesn't know whether I can do whatever I want, but I know that even if I face other 'juniors' in the future, I will never rely on my old age to show off my old age. I will even be obsessed with a young monk who has less than twenty years old and want to take him away." , fly away."

Gong Lianyue's original awe-inspiring temperament turned into a weak and cold posture, and then Bai Ruoxi's voice sounded quietly.

Among the people present, Bai Ruoxi was the only one suitable to say this. After all, she and Wei Mengrou were the only people of the same age as Mu Zhian.

The original witch tilted her head slightly to look at her, and said coldly: "You are a little monk who is not even in the realm of enlightenment. Do you have the right to speak here?"

Unexpectedly, when Bai Ruoxi heard this, her eye circles instantly turned red, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she was sobbing a little. She looked at Mu Zhian with tears in her eyes: "Mu Lang~"

She took half a step forward, approached Mu Zhian, grabbed one of his hands with her little hand, and looked at him pitifully.

Even Mu Zhian couldn't stand this weak look that I felt pity for.

Mu Zhian was about to say a few words, but at this moment, Bai Ruoxi gently pulled the corner of Mu Zhian's clothes, with tears in her eyes, and said softly:

"Mulang, don't be angry. Although I am your first Taoist companion, what the senior witch said is right. After all, I am a young monk who speaks softly. It was my fault just now. I shouldn't have spoken... I'm sorry."

The original witch raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly and took a deep look at the beauty in the palace dress who was nestling next to Mu Zhian.

Although this girl is not at a high level, she knows how to control a man's psychology. What she said just now seems like a concession, but in fact it is a retreat in order to advance.

You say that I am not qualified to make judgments, but I am the current Taoist companion of Mu Zhian in this life. If I am not qualified, who is?

This is the real meaning that Bai Ruoxi wants to express.

Coupled with the existence of Gong Lianyue's spiritual consciousness... this woman's strength cannot be underestimated.

Miss Bai, who seems cold, weak and not good at fighting, is no less difficult than Qing Emperor.

The original witch was no longer aggressive, but looked directly at the entrance of the palace, looking past the crowd and staring at the maid in the yellow skirt who had never spoken a word from the beginning to the end.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

The moment she spoke, several people looked at her almost at the same time.

Mu Zhian also looked at the situation, and his eyes reflected Wei Mengrou's calm expression from beginning to end.

It's strange to say that why did Sister Mengrou remain silent from beginning to end?

Although Sister Mengrou is the kind of woman who longs for her young master to die, she might even clap her hands in front of the little black mist when the young master is thrown into a small dark room for training.

But how come, the original witch is Wei Mengrou? Why did Wei Mengrou not say a word in front of this original witch who seemed to have a "yandere" personality?

As if she was not used to the feeling of being watched by a group of people, Wei Mengrou pretended to be cold: "This matter has nothing to do with me directly. If you have any problem, just ask him."

The original witch lightly swept over the bodies of Yao Meng, Bai Ruoxi, and Xue Yi, and then said with a faint smile: "I just put what you are thinking into action, but you are so lucky, you actually pushed it away completely."

As soon as these words came out, almost everyone in the hall was stunned.

Yao Meng narrowed his eyes, staring at the delicate figure of the original witch, and then looked at Wei Mengrou, who was always silent in the shadows.

Thinking about it carefully, although she knew the maid next to Mu Zhian, she didn't really understand her.

In the past, the women around Mu Zhian had fought several times and even made moves in order to take him as their own... But from the beginning to the end, Wei Mengrou never made any move.

Just stay by the young master's side silently.

But if you like someone, you can't not want to make them your own...

Wei Mengrou should be no exception.

Bai Ruoxi frowned slightly and said, "What did you mean by what you said before?"

The original witch glanced at everyone lightly, and said quietly: "I am one of the spiritual consciousness of the original witch. I like Mu Lang, and wanting to be with him forever is naturally the wish of the 'original witch'."

"What does the palace master think I mean?"

Mu Zhian was about to speak, when Yao Meng suddenly spoke lightly: "As long as you are a human being, you will have seven emotions and six desires, even a witch."

"I'm afraid your true identity is not just the spiritual consciousness of the original witch."

"Your existence also symbolizes the seven emotions and six desires of the original witch, right?" Yao Meng asked.

Mu Zhian was shocked and looked at Wei Mengrou subconsciously.

Yao Meng's words can be said to wake up the dreamer.

Why does the spiritual consciousness of the third primordial witch have a 'yandere' personality?

Why is it so completely opposite to Wei Mengrou’s character?

I'm afraid that when the original witch divided into three spiritual consciousnesses, each spiritual consciousness controlled part of her personality, or the seven emotions and six desires!

No wonder Wei Mengrou never said anything, because what the original witch is doing now may be what Wei Mengrou is thinking about!

The maid doesn't just want to stay by the young master's side, she also has a desire to possess...

As if she noticed the strange look in the young master's eyes, Wei Mengrou blushed, silently looked away, coughed slightly, and said: "Don't, don't listen to her nonsense, each original witch has a different personality, and in her heart What I think doesn’t mean what I think.”

"Well, that's right...this is not what I think. The original witch has nothing to do with me."

As if to maintain her image, Wei Mengrou reiterated her words again.

But that explanation seemed a bit feeble.

"Whether that's what you have in mind, just wait and see if you and I can become one."

The stunningly beautiful face of the original witch was somewhat frail, and her beautiful silver eyes were full of smiles. She stepped forward with her bare white feet.

Realizing that both Gong Lianyue and Yao Meng seemed to be secretly wary of her, the original witch turned a blind eye and stared at Mu Zhian tenderly.

"I know what Mu Lang wants to ask me."

"You want to know what kind of personality I am as the original witch, right?"

"I will only tell you the answer." She said mysteriously with a faint smile.

When she spoke, she moved lightly and approached Mu Zhian. At the same time, the furnace stopped running completely, the black mist quietly faded away, and the spiritual energy converged, without releasing any hostility.

Yao Meng did not stop, and Gong Lianyue also restrained her sword energy.

The original witch completely restrained her hostility and aura. This can be said to be a compromise, or to admit defeat.

Finally, she came to Mu Zhian, pursed her lips, moved slightly closer to Mu Zhian, and said softly: "Qingdi guessed right just now, Mu Lang."

"I am the original witch, but you can also call me the witch of lust."

Mu Zhian's eyes moved slightly: "Are you the combination of the original witch's two personalities, love and desire?"

No wonder she is so stubborn about Mu Lang. Love is the love for Mu Zhian, and desire is a desire for possession. It is precisely because of this that the 'original' witch wants to possess Mu Zhian and even take him away...

At this moment, Yao Meng felt slightly clear.

"what you up to?"

At this time, Gong Lianyue suddenly noticed something. When she saw the original witch reaching out towards Mu Zhian, she almost immediately summoned the ancient bronze sword to stop the original witch.

Yao Meng had been on guard for a long time, and the Purifying Green Lotus descended in an instant, as if to seal the original witch's cauldron.

However, the original witch allowed the Pure World Green Lotus to fall, and she just wrapped her arms around Mu Zhian's neck.

Mu Zhian's eyes reflected that exquisite and beautiful cheek, watching her gradually get closer to him.

Then, his lips tasted the soft and sweet lips of the original witch, with a faint fragrance and a different kind of stimulation.

Before he could feel the soft and sweet lips, Mu Zhian suddenly felt like a light on his back. He reacted instantly and wanted to push the original witch away.

But she hugged him tightly and refused to let go.

In the hall, Yao Meng was stunned for a moment as he watched the original witch's unscrupulous movements as if enjoying a cake.

This scene seems a bit familiar...

After a while, the original witch slowly breathed out a mouthful of sweet fragrance, let out a satisfied sigh, and showed a charming smile on her face.

She tilted her head slightly, and in Yao Meng's slowly fading indifferent smile, she said with a full smile:

"Your husband, it tastes really good."

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