Chapter 826: Damn! I got tricked!
Murong Ji ignored it and extinguished the candlelight. Soon, the sound of spring passion could be heard in the cave...

The next morning, Murong Ji rubbed his lower back and walked out of the cave. After doing his homework, he stood on the twin peaks and looked down.

I saw a dazed young man, standing in a daze under the bitter love tree, like a prisoner being let out for some exercise.

There was no life in his eyes. Needless to say, I knew that this person was Pingqiu Yuechu. Just one glance was enough to see what position Pingqiu Yuechu held in Tushan.

He was not allowed to practice and was completely used as a tool for Dongfang Yuechu's return.

“How pitiful…”

Murong Ji stretched, turned around and walked into the cave.

Tu Shan Rongrong had just gotten up and was also suffering from back pain. She made the bed with some effort and put the half-wet, soft and dirty bedding aside, preparing to wash it later.

Seeing Murong Ji coming in, she gave him a reproachful look, and her cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

Murong Ji simply washed up, then turned around and went down the mountain. He bought breakfast in Tushan City and returned to the mountain. The two of them ate breakfast in silence and then went about their own business.

For several months, Murong Ji lived a leisurely and comfortable life on the Twin Peaks, feeling very comfortable.

Suddenly, he looked up into the sky and saw a golden figure appearing diagonally above him.

Murong Ji bowed and saluted, "Third Young Master, long time no see."

The Third Young Master sat cross-legged in the air, looking at Murong Ji in bewilderment, and asked in astonishment: "You are not dead yet?! How did you live for more than two hundred and thirty years?!"

Murong Ji's face turned dark and he stood up straight in an instant, not bothering to pay attention to him.

"Oh, why are you angry? Humans have a short lifespan. I have never seen anyone as long-lived as you. In my opinion, at your current level, you can probably live for about eight or nine hundred years."

"Well, I really shouldn't have inferred you as a human. I should have inferred you as a demon, and then halved it. It's much more reliable."

Murong Ji walked down the mountain with his hands behind his back, too lazy to pay attention to this dead monkey that couldn't spit out ivory. Is there anyone who would ask why he is not dead yet?
"Your current realm and strength are probably no worse than mine."

Murong Ji exhaled a breath of foul air, and then responded, "Not even close. I can't break your Space God."

The Third Young Master nodded. This was the truth. He was very proud of his magical power. "It's not impossible. If the King's Sword is practiced to the extreme, it may be broken."

An idea suddenly came to his mind, and Murong Ji looked at the Third Young Master in surprise, not understanding whether he was being conceited or encouraging him.

You know, among Murong Ji's seven great ways, the way of sword and the way of formation are the foundation.

My sword is sharper than the royal sword.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji said no more and walked down the mountain. [Since I have met this dead monkey, I will naturally drag him into the water.]

Not long after, Murong Ji walked to a yard and not far away, he saw two silver foxes guarding the gate of the yard.

The two silver foxes were no strangers to Murong Ji, and they were the first to salute. "Sir..."

Murong Ji waved his hand, signaling them to go down first, then pushed open the door and stepped into the yard.

Looking up, Pingqiu Yuechu was squatting in the yard, watching ants fighting on the ground.

For a moment, Murong Ji didn't know what to say.

"You're... coming to see me? Is my time up?"

Murong Ji was silent for a moment, looking at the teenager in front of him, speechless.

The most important thing for a person is destiny, and destiny is a collection of choices. The most tragic and miserable destiny is to have no choice.

He slowly exhaled a breath of foul air. In Murong Ji's opinion, depriving people of their choices was the greatest evil. Tushan was doing evil!

Then, Murong Ji said, "Don't you want to be that Dongfang Yuechu?"

Pingqiu Yuechu smiled but said nothing. He ignored Murong Ji and turned to look at the ants on the ground, watching them with great interest.

"Tsk! Tsk!"

[This kid is so blind! Doesn't he know he is a big shot?] This was the first time that Murong Ji was ignored like this.

Murong Ji grabbed Pingqiu Yuechu in front of him with invisible force. He was too lazy to talk nonsense and said directly: "I will give you a choice now, a choice to leave Tushan..."

Murong Ji's tone was calm, without a trace of emotion. He was like a bad guy who was seducing a child. While speaking, he accidentally glanced at the third young master who was sitting cross-legged in the air above his right head.

Murong Ji raised his lips slightly, maybe what he was doing now was exactly what he wanted to do? !

"You...are not lying to me?!" There was a gleam in Pingqiu Yuechu's eyes.

"The Dongfang Yuechu you mentioned is my apprentice. What good can I gain from lying to you? It will only give you the right to choose."

Pingqiu Yuechu was silent for a long time, then nodded: "I want to get out of Tushan! I want to see the outside world." I Murong Ji nodded, pointed to the void behind him and said, "You bow there, beg, and ask him to teach you how to escape from Tushan."

Pingqiu Yuechu knelt down behind him with a thump. He did not hesitate at all. "Bang! Bang!" He knelt down twice, and looked back in surprise and asked, "Is this all right?"

"No, you still need his consent." Murong Ji looked at the Third Young Master who was holding his forehead helplessly with a smile on his face.

[Just do whatever you want to do, why drag me into this? ]

Murong Ji sent a message back with a smile on his face, "It would be fine if you didn't come, but since you are here, you should share some of the pressure."

[Last night, Tushan Rongrong and I had a fight on the bed and I almost lost. Now it's your turn to help get him out of Tushan.]

The third young master had no choice but to appear in front of Pingqiu Yue's body and said, "Get up. I will teach you."

Murong Ji felt a little embarrassed when he saw the Third Young Master teaching Pingqiu Yuechu a strange posture, but this set of movements opened up his meridians.

Then, a part of the demonic power and a piece of his own monkey hair were left in his body.

When Pingqiu Yuechu became proficient in the practice, the third young master patted him on the shoulder, and instantly, vigorous demonic power was stimulated from Pingqiu Yuechu's body.

Because of reincarnation and continuation of fate, Pingqiu Yuechu obtained almost all of Tushan Honghong's magical powers.

Before the demonic power erupted, Murong Ji casually set up a barrier to firmly isolate the noise caused by the explosion of the demonic power.

Then, he watched the Third Young Master guide Pingqiu Yuechu to open up the spatial talent of the Eastern Spirit Clan. Not long after, Pingqiu Yuechu's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

Murong Ji clapped his hands, dispersing the barrier, and his entire figure disappeared in an instant, as if he had never been there, without even a trace.

In the entire courtyard, only the aura of the Third Young Master remained, and it could not be erased.

"Damn! I've been cheated!" The third young master looked helpless.

Murong Ji returned to the Twin Peaks quietly, sat at the table, and thought quietly.

When he came to his senses, he saw Tushan Rongrong coming back, with a scrutinizing and inquiring look on her face.

"What did you tell him...?"

Murong knew very well that she was talking about Pingqiu Yuechu, and did not think much about it. He explained the whole story truthfully. However, Tushan Rongrong remained silent.

Then he asked again uncertainly, "What on earth is the Third Young Master doubting? What made him fall in love with Pingqiu Yuechu? According to what my sister said, the Third Young Master's attitude towards them should be that he hopes they will come back."

Murong Ji shook his head. He was hiding something from Tushan Rongrong. When he sent Tushan Honghong and Dongfang Yuechu to reincarnate and continue their relationship, Murong Ji had given them a choice.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji asked, "Where was Pingqiu Yuechu teleported to?"

"We don't know yet. We are looking for someone to investigate." Tu Shan Rongrong said with a serious face.

Looking at Murong Ji, he felt a headache for a moment, and rubbed his forehead like Murong Ji, "I won't tell Sister Yaya about this, but Pingqiu Yuechu must not be in trouble, otherwise I will also make trouble for you."

Murong Ji yawned and thought that something must have happened to Pingqiu Yuechu. How could the Third Young Master take him away and just let him go out for a walk and come back?

Even if he didn't take action, Murong Ji would take action himself.

He waved his hand. As for the so-called "trouble" mentioned by Tushan Rongrong, it didn't matter. What Murong Ji cared about was the choice of a life. No matter whether his choice was right or wrong, it was his own choice.

Tu Shan Rongrong looked at Murong Ji's expression, stomped her feet in anger, then turned around and walked out of the cave.

Looking at Tushan Rongrong's back, Murong Ji suddenly laughed out loud. It had been a long time since he had seen such a little girl's behavior.

The next half month.

Tushan's people have been investigating Pingqiu Yuechu's movements, but the scope of the circle is not small, and it is impossible to find out the details in a short time.

What Murong Ji did not expect was that the news about Pingqiu Yuechu was actually discovered by the people from Shenhuoshan Villa. After a hundred years, Shenhuoshan Villa had continued to exist and its power had grown considerably.

However, because of the Xuanhuojian, it was suppressed by the Chen family and became a vassal force of the Chen family.

Furthermore, Tushan probably made a great contribution, and even Chen Li, who was guarding the ancestral temple, made a lot of efforts.

After receiving the news from Pingqiu Yuechu, Murong Ji did not stay in Tushan any longer and headed towards the South Country.

Tushan and the Southern Kingdom were originally bordering each other. After crossing the border and landing in Huandu City, the capital of the Southern Kingdom, Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath.

The environment and customs of the Southern Kingdom have hardly changed. Murong Ji opened his eyes and looked around the capital of the Southern Kingdom.

Passing through the endless city walls and houses, the sight finally fell on Pingqiu Yuechu in the palace.

Seeing Pingqiu Yuechu, Murong Ji slowly exhaled. What he feared the most was that Pingqiu Yuechu disappeared, and he would not be able to take action in time if something went wrong.

(End of this chapter)