Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 916 Sisters' Layout
Murong Ji walked towards Dayi's yard with his hands behind his back. When he pushed open the door, he saw some women's clothes hanging in the yard to dry.

I looked up at the sky. What the hell are you doing sunbathing so late at night?
Just as I reached the door of the house, I heard the sound of playing in the water and the coquettish voice of the woman in a lingering manner, which was really unexpected.

Murong Ji's face changed slightly, and he thought to himself that something was wrong. Then he recalled that the place where Chang'e landed was eight feet away from the Wu Clan.

Not to mention the Hou Tu tribe on the other side of Zhou Mountain.

How did Dayi and Chang'e meet? The power of love? That's bullshit.

Murong Ji subconsciously suspected that it was Nuwa who did this. In the entire prehistoric world, she was the only one who had so much free time...

“Ah~ um~ um~”

Chang'e's heavy breathing made Murong Ji stop knocking on the door. It was really not nice to disturb others for no reason.

Thinking that she was the daughter of Di Jun, and that Dayi had already taken advantage of Chang'e these days, it didn't matter if she did it this time.

Then, they found a place to sit in the yard and finished their work.

It was midnight when the moon was high in the sky. Hearing the noise in the house had died down, Murong Ji stretched himself and coughed a few times on purpose.

There was a commotion in the house, and the sound of Chang'e muttering to herself, scolding Dayi.

Murong Ji pretended not to hear it, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

When Dayi hurriedly pushed open the door and walked out wearing animal skin pants, he saw Murong Ji. His cheeks turned red involuntarily. He stood in front of Murong Ji embarrassedly and bowed.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows, folded his arms, and walked around Dayi.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's been such a long time since we last met, your descendant's body must have become a little weak."

Dayi was a little overwhelmed, "Not really, not really... Hehe, protecting the tribe is still no problem."

Murong Ji looked Dayi up and down. The originally rough and bold man had now become tamed and delicate.

The hair was combed, the beard was shaved, and the extra body hair was also cleaned up.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I never expected it, I never expected it." Murong Ji sighed a few times. Then his brows darkened again and again, and he suddenly remembered the first time he met Dayi.

Long before that, there were many women of the innate human race who died at Dayi's hands.

But don't think that the Wu clan is kind. In the past, they were cannibals.

A great wizard like Dayi has the blood of both humans and wizards. He was resurrected in Pangu's blood pool by Houtu using the blood of her own ancestor wizard and mixed with the blood of the innate human race.

To be honest, he was a test subject for Hou Tu to perfect the Wu clan's spirit.

The Great Wizard of the Wizard Clan is not a symbol of strength, but a symbol of blood purity.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are unable to have children. Their own laws of nature restrain them and do not allow them to give birth to offspring.

That's why I thought of using the blood of other ethnic groups to continue the clan.

Later, Murong Ji removed Dayi's Wu clan bloodline. Now his body is that of a human, but the Wu clan's heritage is still there.

Murong Ji didn't want to delve into whether his personality would change. At this point, there was no point in worrying about it.

However, what needs to be beaten must still be beaten!

"I can't believe it. After not seeing you for a year, you seem like a different person. Dayi, Dayi, the human woman who died in your hands that year must be at least 80 years old, right?"

As he spoke, Murong Ji turned his gaze to the room. The door was closed and he could not see what was going on inside.

However, through the crack in the door, he could see a pair of eyes, looking at him.

Her lively eyes can touch people's hearts. She is shy, yet curious about everything outside.

Turning back, Murong Ji continued, "I'm very curious, what kind of woman can make you change your mind?"

Dayi knelt down in front of Murong Ji with a thud, "Please forgive me, my king. I know that I have committed a serious sin. Please don't make things difficult for her."

He knew clearly who Murong Ji was and how cruel he was when dealing with his enemies.

Are the human race and the witch race enemies? Yes, they can be! No, they can’t be.

Murong Ji looked at him with a frown, and stood in front of Dayi without saying a word.

An invisible pressure stretched across the courtyard. It was not the kind of pressure from a person of high cultivation level, but a kind of psychological pressure.

Dayi's forehead was covered with sweat. He could not bear the worry in his heart any more. He continued, "Please punish me, my king. I will admit any crime I have committed in order to obey your order. Please do not embarrass her."

Murong Ji sat down slowly and said to the inside of the house: "Aren't you dressed yet? Why don't you come out to meet people? Let me see what Di Jun's daughter looks like."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell silent. After waiting for a while, he heard the sound of the door opening.

A woman, wearing a royal robe, lowered her head and walked in front of Murong Ji, and bowed to him: "Hang'e, I greet King Jiang."

"Huh?!" Murong Ji laughed out loud immediately: "I just killed your nine brothers. I'm afraid your old father will be pissed off by your calling him king!"

Murong Ji then pointed at Dayi and said, "He killed your nine brothers with his own hands, and you still want to make peace with him? If Emperor Jun knew about this, he would be so angry that one of his souls would leave his body and the other would ascend to heaven."

Chang'e was at a loss, not knowing how to deal with this situation. Because of their weak strength, the sisters were imprisoned in Guanghan Palace for years to practice. The happiest thing every day was to look at the situation on the vast land through the moonlight.

Their mother never taught them how to deal with this situation.

Murong Ji waved his hand, not caring, and stopped making things difficult for the little girl. He then said, "Your mother came to me. She even cut down the laurel tree to find you. Come with me."

"Your Majesty!" Dayi exclaimed, looking at Murong Ji with eyes full of shock and pleading, "I... Your Majesty, please..."

After Dayi finished speaking, Murong Ji kicked him in the chest, causing him to fly backwards and hit the courtyard wall before he stopped.

"Dayi, don't you plan to meet your mother-in-law?"

Chang'e ignored Murong Ji's attitude and hurried over to help Dayi up, her eyes full of heartache.

Murong Ji looked at Tianwaitian, as if he was looking at the Nuwa Palace from afar. This kind of thing might have been done by Nuwa to disgust Di Jun.

Turning around, for a moment, Murong Ji didn't know whether to cry or laugh. If he were Emperor Jun, seeing this scene, he would have wanted to skin Dayi alive.

He deeply felt that kind of heartache. He also had a daughter. The more he loved her when she was a child, the more heartbroken he felt when she grew up!

"Okay, come with me. Let's go meet the Moon God. Whether he agrees with you being together or not is none of my business. I'm determined to have that laurel tree."

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked straight out the door.

Dayi had a complicated expression. He did not dare to disobey Murong Ji's order, but he was unwilling to do so.

After walking out of the door, Murong Ji found that they didn't catch up with him, so he looked back again: "What's the matter, my words don't work anymore?"

Dayi's face changed, he lowered his head, held Chang'e's hand, followed Murong Ji's steps, and the three of them headed towards the mountainside of Zhou Mountain.

Murong Ji's speed was neither fast nor slow, so the two of them had no difficulty following him. The closer they got to the top of the mountain, the more unwilling they felt.

Murong Ji looked back slightly and could not help but snorted coldly: "You useless thing, the person is still within the Wu Clan's sphere of influence, what are you afraid of!"

Dayi's expression froze, but he didn't say much. He also realized what Murong Ji meant.

Then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly followed Murong Ji's pace with Chang'e.

The three of them went up Fengqi Mountain and entered the Yuqing Palace.

Murong Ji stood at the door and glanced inside the hall. Chang Xi was still sitting in front of the stove, drinking tea quietly. She was very interested in the tea set.

Murong Ji walked over, sat in his original position, and pursed his lips, "I brought the person here for you."

Having said that, he put away the half of the laurel tree. Murong Ji breathed a sigh of relief after getting the treasure.

Turning to look at Chang Xi's expression, he changed from expressionless to confused, and then to angry.

"Heng'e! What have you done!?"

Changxi's roar scared Chang'e, and she subconsciously hid behind Dayi.

"Senior!" Dayi spoke despite the pressure from the quasi-saint.

"What's the point of calling me senior? You're just a piece of crap!"

After Murong Ji's reminder, Dayi's face changed, he clenched his fist, and shouted "Mom!" to Chang Xi.

For a moment, Chang Xi's whole body tensed up, with a rage built up in his chest that he couldn't vent.

At this moment, Chang Xi no longer had the calm, cool and noble demeanor he had when they first met.

The anger was stuck in his chest but not released, but the murderous intent continued to spread, making people's spine numb.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. Before his own interests were involved, everything was fine. When his own interests were involved, everyone would go crazy, even the innate sacred ones.

Changxi's twelve daughters shared Changxi's origin, and probably therefore avoided Dijun's detection.

After all, the Great Zhoutian Star Array is the foundation of the entire demon race, and the Moon Star is one of the two main stars.

How could Di Jun let them escape from his control? Naturally, he had to restrict the sisters' progress in cultivation.

These two sisters are also amazing. They have mastered the method of beheading the three corpses and made great use of it. When they become one, they may be able to become saints.

Maybe he is the strongest among the saints.

Even if he fails, he will definitely surpass Di Jun and Dong Huang. By then, it is still unclear who will control the demon clan.

Now, he had accidentally broken their plan, and the son he had raised with great difficulty was killed.

My daughter has been seduced away by someone again. All my efforts are in vain.

Murong Ji had no idea how many people were trying to hinder him, but in short, everyone was happy to see it happen.

Murong Ji slightly raised the corner of his mouth and looked quietly inside the Yuqing Palace, wanting to see how Chang Xi could make amends.

Chang Xi had a gloomy face and wanted to curse, but when the words came to her lips, not many curse words came out. In her impression, few people swore in front of her.

(End of this chapter)