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Is Chapter 1045 so interesting?

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is not much chance. Until now, I still don’t know who it is.

What I should experience is a love tribulation, but I don’t know how.

I had long guessed it was Lu Xueqi, at least Murong Ji himself felt the same way.

After coming back to his senses, Murong Ji pinched off a wisp of his soul and brought it into the human world. After watching the soul successfully enter reincarnation, he returned to the bedroom.

On the other hand, Yunxiao and Zhao Gongming quietly infiltrated the human race and the vassal state of Shang.

He concealed his body and slowly landed in front of a house, covering the place with the Hunyuan Golden Bowl.

After a few breaths, a cry was heard, and in an instant, golden energy and blood surged, almost like a shining sun.

It illuminated the entire space.

However, all the light was covered by the Hunyuan Golden Bowl, and not a single bit of it leaked out.

When the light faded, Yunxiao withdrew the Hunyuan Golden Bowl, and he and Zhao Gongming disappeared without a trace.

Murong Ji returned to the bedroom and looked at the two figures sleeping on the bed. In fact, they were Hou Tu herself.

For a moment, I had an indescribable feeling.

He took off his clothes, slowly squeezed in between the two of them, hugged Pingxin, pulled her into his arms, and was gentle with her again from behind.

"Hmm~Hmm~"

After living in the underworld for several years, he returned to Qingyun Mountain.

The first person Murong Ji went to see was Lu Xueqi. The two of them stayed in silence at Xiaozhu Peak for the entire afternoon.

Before leaving, Murong Ji suddenly asked: "It's time for me to go into the robbery, are you willing to go with me?"

Lu Xueqi raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Murong Ji's expressionless face, her eyes seemed a little nervous.

"Who am I to you?"

Murong Ji was silent for a moment and did not answer in a hurry.

Then, Lu Xueqi asked calmly: "Am I the Lu Xueqi in your memory? Or your concubine? Or... your disciple?"

"Then how are you going to explain to Hou Tu and the others after you are robbed? I have many questions that I want to know the answers to."

Murong Ji was silent for a long time before he turned to look at Lu Xueqi. If it was Lu Xueqi on Xiaozhu Peak in the Zhu Xian world.

At this moment, I'm afraid she would slap me without hesitation...

I even let Hou Tu down because of her and became a heartless man.

But it wasn't her after all. Murong Ji knew what she wanted and why she followed him.

Murong Ji thought for a long time, then nodded, "Are you willing to go into the calamity with me?"

Lu Xueqi looked at him quietly, opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out.

"I understand."

Murong Ji knew in his heart that she at this moment should be more like Xihe, rather than the Lu Xueqi in his memory.

After leaving the yard, Murong Ji walked around Xiaozhu Peak. Many things were restored based on his memory.

Including this emerald green tender bamboo, it was rubbed by hand by Murong Ji using the secret method of the Shuyueti tribe.

It is the same as the bamboo on Dazhu Peak, but because of the differences in the earth veins and the power of heaven and earth on the two mountains, the bamboos with the same essence but different appearances are formed.

The bamboo on Dazhu Peak is thick and sturdy, like a pine tree.

The bamboo on Xiaozhu Peak is tender and looks like a reed stalk.

Both types of bamboo, Dazhufeng and Xiaozhufeng, can be refined into magic weapons, but their grades are not high.

Walking on the path of Xiaozhu Peak, I unknowingly arrived at the Moon-Watching Platform.

Looking up, there seemed to be a figure, passing through layers of space and time, and even the sea of ​​boundaries, and landing on the high platform again.

It seemed like there was still a figure dancing there.

Murong Ji sighed lightly. After all, he didn't have the blessing to see Lu Xueqi again.

But he should be content. Having a fake one to make him miss it is not bad at all.

"You should be content..."

Murong Ji handed the affairs of Qingyun Mountain over to Chang Qing to handle, with the assistance of Chang Jian, and then simply left it alone.

He had long known that there was some competition between the two brothers.

Now that we have considered their character and abilities, Qingyun Mountain should have a successor.

When I came to my senses, decades had passed.

Murong Ji put his hands behind his back and walked down Qingyun Mountain step by step, just like when he walked up Buzhou Mountain in the past.

We went all the way down and took a look at the earliest human settlement. We found that a large area here had become deserted, and even some traces could not be seen anymore.

Arriving at the place where he was born in this world, Murong Ji felt relieved, frowned, and let out a long breath.

Until now, he still didn't know who his biological mother was, or even what she looked like.

There is always a sense of guilt in my heart.

Unfortunately, the Book of Life and Death had not yet appeared at that time, so her whereabouts could not be found.

After coming to his senses, he continued walking down the mountain, following the original mountain path of Mount Buzhou, walking step by step towards the primitive land.

For decades, there was no news from Murong Ji.

These decades, for the innate sacred beings, are just a blink of an eye, passing by in a flash, but for the human race, it is half a lifetime.

At first, no one cared. Murong Ji's cultivation was very high. Who else in the world could stop him? If there was anyone, it would only be the saints.

Xiaozhu Peak.

Lu Xueqi sat on the moon-viewing platform, looking at the endless waves of the bamboo sea. As the wind blew, it looked like a green ocean under the moonlight.

She kept thinking about the day when Murong Ji came to find her.

Suddenly I heard footsteps. I turned around slightly and saw a figure slowly walking towards me.

It felt like my feet were walking on a silver carpet covered with endless moonlight.

Only when she got a little closer did Lu Xueqi see clearly who that person was.

Chang Xi.

"You're here." Lu Xueqi turned back and continued to stare at the bamboo sea. "I didn't expect that you would be the first one to come."

Chang Xi couldn't help but be stunned, looking at Lu Xueqi with some confusion for a moment, "What do you mean by this?"

Lu Xueqi was speechless for a moment. She opened her mouth but didn't say anything more: "It doesn't mean anything."

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Chang Xi was silent for a moment, and kept looking at Lu Xueqi. The more he looked, the more he could see a familiar shadow.

"Are you... Xihe now, or that Lu Xueqi?"

"I don't know, whether it was Xihe or Lu Xueqi... Does it matter? I am just myself, what he said..."

Chang Xi was silent again. The 'he' that Lu Xueqi mentioned was Murong Ji. Thinking of Murong Ji, he felt confused for a moment.

Then he realized what the first sentence meant and couldn't help but frown.

After thinking carefully, it seemed that he hadn't seen Murong Ji since he came out of seclusion.

"Where did he go?"

"I don't know. He said he went to transcend the tribulation."

The two words "cross the tribulation" were like a heavy hammer, hitting Chang Xi's heart hard.

What other calamity could there be? Saint calamity!

Is Saint's Tribulation dangerous? It's a dead end! It's good that no one finds me, like Nuwa, I escaped unscathed.

If people knew about this, I'm afraid all the enemies would come after us!
I couldn't help but get anxious. I hurried forward and stumbled two steps. "How...how could it be?! He came to see you?! What did he say?!"

Lu Xueqi looked at Chang Xi indifferently, as if the person in front of her was a piece of air. After thinking for a while, she said, "He wants me to go into the calamity with him..."

"I hesitated..."

Chang Xi was speechless for a moment, but she didn't know what to say. Suddenly, she envied Lu Xueqi for having such a face.

She could feel that she had a place in Murong Ji's heart, but...

"There's really no logic to falling in love with someone." Chang Xi smiled bitterly and sat next to Lu Xueqi.

“Is it hard to love someone?”

Chang Xi turned his head, facing the moonlight, and lifted the ends of his hair. "Yes, it's very hard, and I will lose myself."

Chang Xi looked at the green waves of the bamboo sea, which looked even more beautiful and magnificent in the moonlight, with a bright moon rising over the sea...

I am a proud person, but I actually...actually shared a man with others.

Chang Xi stood up helplessly and said slowly: "Tell me...what he told you."

After talking about what happened that day, Lu Xueqi looked back and found that Chang Xi was gone.

Chang Xi came quietly and left quietly.

It was as if I had never been here before. I looked up and saw the moonlight all over the sky sprinkled on Qingyun Mountain. It was Chang Xi who was hiding the secrets of heaven...

For a moment, there was some silence. Although she did not practice Yuehua, she could still feel that what Changxi was sprinkling seemed to be her own origin.

"Is it worth it? In his heart, all he loves is that woman named Lu Xueqi. There is no place for you."

He lowered his head to look at the pond below. The water reflected the moonlight, and then reflected his own appearance. He couldn't help but touch his cheek.

This face is indeed absolutely beautiful. If it had that kind of cool and elegant temperament, it would be even more beautiful.

It is like a snow lotus in winter, blooming slowly, not for anyone.

"Love... is it that interesting? Can it be created by just fiddling with it a bit?!!"

She didn't know and didn't want to be too close to Murong Ji.

He then stood up, holding the Tianya Sword, and went to the Moon-Watching Platform to practice the Qingyun Sword Technique.

the other side.

Chang Xi followed Qingyun Mountain, searching towards the foot of the mountain and spreading out of the mountain.

But there was no trace of Murong Ji, and she didn't even know when Murong Ji left.

For a moment, I couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. In the past, I would come back once a day, but this time the retreat was a bit long.

I was angry and lazy, but I couldn't find any trace of him.

After searching for several years, there was still no sign of Murong Ji. Chang Xi couldn't help but secretly hate that cruel man in his heart. He really didn't leave any trace at all.

When I returned to the Yuqing Palace, I saw the Fulong Ding, the most precious treasure of the human race. Now, it had become an incense burner for burning incense.

There is only one word that we respect: Tao.

Chang Xi walked around the square tripod, and gently stroked the body of the Fu Long Tripod with his slender fingers, wanting to use this magical treasure to find Murong Ji's whereabouts.

After sensing for a long time, there was still no trace of Murong Ji, and he could only sense the direction of Huoyun Cave.

(End of this chapter)