Chapter 886 The dog’s life is at stake
Even through the animal skin skirt, Murong Ji could feel the warmth from Hou Tu's body. Looking at Hou Tu's delicate face, Murong Ji regained his clarity in a brief moment.

His pupils shrank, and Murong Ji became ruthless. He slapped Hou Tu on the forehead, using his strength to make her regain consciousness briefly.

“Hurry up and take off the Six Paths of Reincarnation disk from my forehead. Our current situation can still be saved. Otherwise... don’t expect me to show mercy.”

Hou Tu's pupils flashed with intelligence, and she pushed Murong Ji away with her slender arms. Murong Ji also stood up, just when she thought Hou Tu was going to take off the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk.

A flash of confusion flashed across Hou Tu's eyes, and she suddenly pulled Murong Ji back.

Murong Ji lost his balance and fell directly onto Hou Tu.

For a moment, Murong Ji was angry and anxious, "You bastard! Stop it! This is the cultivation of the Great Dao! No jokes!"

If Nuwa succeeds, the time for him and Houtu to attain enlightenment will be pushed back, and the causal entanglement between the two will be very troublesome.

Furthermore, the entanglement between the witch clan and the demon clan will become closer.

Murong Ji broke free from Hou Tu's restraints and sat back on the chair. He had a clear view of the current situation.

Hou Tu was fighting with Nuwa for the control over Hou Tu's body consciousness, but Hou Tu lacked the authentic treasure and her realm was much worse, so she was always being beaten.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. No matter what, he would not suffer any loss. At most, his practice would be delayed.

The problem now is the marriage thread that Nuwa has entangled with him. He still needs to find a way to deal with this marriage thread.

Furthermore, it is too dangerous for the power over the marriage of all living beings to be in the hands of Nuwa. It is a tool for her to attack her opponents. If there is a chance, we must seize this power from Nuwa.

Then, Murong Ji poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, turned around and looked. The witches outside the door were still partying, so this night would be a restless one.

[If there is a chance, I will show some sympathy to the saints. What if Nuwa leads the saints into the love calamity? ! ! This may help to remove Nuwa's authority. ]

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji was thinking about how to notify the ancestor witches outside and ask them to separate him and Hou Tu.

Perhaps Nuwa sensed Murong Ji's intention. The next moment, tremendous force squeezed Murong Ji's body and forcibly lifted him up.

Now, he has only strength but no true energy, and he can't even use his sword intent.

He could only be controlled by Nuwa, slowly floating up, stagnating in the air, and then suddenly thrown onto the bed, pressing on Hou Tu.

Murong Ji cursed inwardly. From this angle, he could see Hou Tu's face. Her pretty face had a unique charm.

Meeting Hou Tu's eyes filled with anger, Murong Ji's heart trembled, and the desire to conquer rose.

Murong Ji was frightened instantly, and he quickly turned over from Hou Tu's body, sat cross-legged and meditated, keeping his mind focused.

[Useless thing! I gave you a chance! You are useless! ]

Murong Ji's face darkened. Isn't this a disturbance? If he really broke Hou Tu's body, she would chop him alive after she broke free.

[She is about to become a saint. If you don't taste her now, you will never get such a good opportunity in the future. Beloved~ Opportunities are rare. There are very few beauties like her in the prehistoric world. Look how good I am to you.]

Murong Ji's mouth twitched. Did he think he was a three-year-old child who couldn't see the marriage line? !
"This good opportunity... should be left to the great god Fuxi..."

"Snapped!"

A force hit Murong Ji's head, causing him to feel pain. [How can this little bitch be worthy of my brother! ]

Murong Ji was speechless. Until now, he could still feel the murderous intent coming from the other end of the other marriage line. The Queen Mother of the West might want to chop him to pieces at this moment!
Do you really think these ancient goddesses are easy to mess with?

They are not ordinary women, they are beings who can compete with Emperor Jun, Emperor Donghuang and the Three Pure Ones for the truth. Even the ferocious beasts in the ancient world are not as fierce as them!
In the struggle for the great cause, who would care about the private affairs between men and women! ?
[Look at Hou Tu's smooth body! Her exquisite curves, are you really not bothered? Then open your eyes and take a look. I don't believe that you are just staring blankly...]

Murong Ji: "..."

He opened his eyes and looked at Hou Tu expressionlessly. Under his pale eyes, he saw a red hydrangea on Hou Tu's forehead.

At this time, Hou Tu had a clear expression and looked at Murong Ji with murderous eyes, but she could not move.

It was just like the scene back then when Nuwa suppressed Hou Tu and forced him to dig open Hou Tu's chest to take out her blood.

After just one glance, Murong Ji's eyes widened. He is a man, how could he remain indifferent.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji sighed. It was not like he could not walk when he saw a woman.

"Please be merciful and spare me. If I want to trouble you, go and trouble Xuan Du! Look at his personality. If you don't help him, he won't even be able to find a female Taoist partner!"

"If it really doesn't work, go and mess with Master Liuli. I'm afraid the two saints in the West won't allow him to get married. Find a female Taoist partner for him!"

"The war between humans and demons is imminent. If something happens to me, what will humans do?"

Nuwa remained silent, and there was no sound, but the power of the red hydrangea gradually increased, controlling Murong Ji to press down on Hou Tu.

Hong Xiuqiu had stripped Hou Tu naked. Feeling the tenderness of Hou Tu's body, Murong Ji felt as if his heart was being scratched by a cat.

[Humph! If you don't join my game, you're destined to join someone else's game. ]

[Hou Tu is about to achieve enlightenment, so she thinks I am the only one who is hindering her? If you obey me, at most we will be delayed in achieving enlightenment for a few days.]

[If you are plotted against by the Three Pure Ones and the two from the West, I’m afraid you won’t even have the chance to attain enlightenment.]

[Hou Tu, you and I have known each other for many years. Although we are enemies, we also respect each other. You can tell whether what I said is true or false.] As Nuwa finished speaking, she directly removed the red ball that was pressing on Hou Tu's forehead and gave it to Hou Tu to choose for herself.

Hou Tu suddenly pushed Murong Ji away, sat up, and thought carefully.

Murong Ji had a blank expression on his face. He glanced at the naked Hou Tu and calmed his mind. He didn't care what the other saints were planning. If it was a life-and-death calamity, he would not be afraid of it.

If you fall into this gentle land, it will be very troublesome.

Since he couldn't plot against Murong Ji, he could only look for a breakthrough through the people around him. This was a terrifying thing. Who could ignore the person beside him?
Your own child?
For some reason, he might be dragged into the abyss.

Murong Ji sat down cross-legged and calmed his mind. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of calmness.

The next moment, Hou Tu suddenly grabbed Murong Ji's collar and pulled him into her arms.

The force was so great that Murong Ji lost his balance and crashed into Hou Tu's arms.

"Damn it! Are you being controlled by Nuwa again?!!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Hou Tu used the Tianshan Zhemei Hand that she had secretly learned from Murong Ji to clasp Murong Ji's dragon tendon.

Murong Ji's face turned from pale to red, what was he still hesitating about!

He stretched out his dog paw and pressed it on Hou Tu's Feng Luan.

Nearing midnight, the witch tribe outside finally calmed down.

Di Luo walked into the house with a smile on his face, but when he opened the door, he stood there in a daze.

He looked around the room, took a closer look, and then re-entered the room, only to be stunned again.

"Where are the people?!!"

"That kid ran away?!"

Di Luo's voice echoed far away. In an instant, all the witches gathered together and looked inside the house.

There was indeed no one inside.

The bed was in a mess, and the ropes that bound Murong Ji were scattered randomly on the ground.

Di Jiang's face was gloomy, and he was holding back his anger. He said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and find that human bastard! Otherwise, when my little sister comes back..."

"Let her know that we messed up, and see how you explain it!"

Many of the witches subconsciously shuddered, and dispersed without saying a word, quickly organizing their tribesmen to search for Murong Ji everywhere.

Di Luo walked into the house and looked at the interior layout with a serious face, but found nothing unusual.

Then he looked around and saw some water stains on the table and chairs. He was a little surprised, "Is there a fight going on in the house? The water is spilled?"

After a careful look, there were no signs of a fight in the house.

"strangeness……"

There are restrictions set by Hou Tu here, so Murong Ji will definitely not be able to escape unless someone helps him.

Di Luo walked to the bed, and a strong smell of heather hit him in the face. The smell was very strange.

Di Luo's face was solemn. Murong Ji was the first human born in the future. Among the human race, he could be considered the second-generation disciple under Nuwa.

Her physical strength is no worse than that of Witch Ancestor. She also attended the arrest not long ago. Murong Ji's potential and background are much deeper than those of Hou Tu Witch Ancestor. She... is not worthy of him.

But now the husband she had got suddenly ran away, which she could not accept!
Strength has always been the main factor in the witch clan. Hou Tu defeated the other ancestors of the witch clan, seized the right to speak in the witch clan, and formulated a series of strategies.

He even led them to fight against the demons and never lost the upper hand.

Now it seems that if Murong Ji is allowed to escape, Hou Tu's plan will fail, and they cannot afford to bear such a sin.

the other side.

The two rivers under Zhoushan, named Hanshu Water and Shushui Water, are rare water systems near Zhoushan.

The south is cold and the north is hot.

In the cold water, Murong Ji kept wandering in the water, washing away the traces left on his body.

He looked back and, while Hou Tu was not paying attention, rushed towards the downstream of the river at a very fast speed.

You would be a fool not to run!

Otherwise, when Hou Tu came to her senses, she would skin him alive! After suffering such a great loss, if she didn't eat Murong Ji alive, she would be unworthy of her reputation of being "gentle".

Murong Ji was like an arrow shot from a bow, escaping quickly under the water flow.

Suddenly, he felt something entangled on his ankle. Turning back, he saw Hou Tu’s pretty wheat-colored face.

(End of this chapter)