Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 925 Let her be.

In the eyes of these innate divine beings, innate spiritual treasures can strictly speaking be considered as a kind of living being.

Therefore, when refining acquired spiritual treasures, one often pays attention to their spirituality, and even uses one's own consciousness to influence the acquired spiritual treasures.

However, when Murong Ji was refining magic weapons, he paid more attention to the principles and power they carried. If they were to produce spirituality, they would need a long period of nurturing.

The Tuwu Sword must be related to Di Jun.

Murong Ji understood something in his mind. When the two of them entered the palace, Di Jun had already noticed it, so he hurried over.

"Senior, please ask your daughters to get ready. We are leaving now!"

Chang Xi stared blankly at the direction of the palace entrance and said in a deep voice: "It's too late!"

Murong Ji was stunned and thought to himself that it was not good. Di Jun Dong Huang had discovered it after all.

Immediately, I felt the scorching heat of the sun's true fire. Di Jun and Dong Huang were chasing me!

Murong Ji's heart sank, but when he thought about his current strength at the seventh level of Shangqing, he was not afraid of Emperor Dijun Donghuang.

But no matter how good he was at fighting, how could he defeat the entire demon race? How could he escape the pursuit and attack of the demon gods and demon saints in heaven?

With so many people, they can wear him out to death!
Murong Ji frowned slightly and glanced across the entire hall. There was no place to hide!

Think carefully about how to escape, it would be great if the Moon Palace was close to the South Gate of Heaven.

Without waiting to come up with a solution, Chang Xi grabbed Murong Ji's shoulders again and pulled him up to the platform above.

Murong Ji looked at it and sucked his teeth, "The space under the couch is too small, and Emperor Jun Donghuang is not stupid."

Chang Xi ignored him and with a casual palm, he collapsed the couch, revealing a hole, and suddenly fell on the couch with Murong Ji.

Murong Ji's face was very interesting, his heart pounding, "You don't want to show how much you love him in front of Di Jun, do you? Committing a crime in front of your husband?"

"What do you mean by 'husband is committing a crime in front of me'?" Chang Xi was confused. He simply held Murong Ji's head and stuffed him into the hole of the couch.

A pair of jade feet stepped directly on Murong Ji's chest. Her body turned, and the white gauze dress she was wearing instantly became bigger and wider.

Chang Xi slowly sat down cross-legged, and the hem of her skirt slowly covered Murong Ji's body. It was really a perfect fit, and the hem of her skirt concealed Murong Ji's figure.

It was only then that Murong Ji came back to his senses and felt the heaviness in his abdomen. He then realized that Chang Xi was sitting on his abdomen at this moment, which was really...

This posture is indeed a bit ambiguous.

"This can't cover it up..."

"This skirt is a magic weapon that can shield the secrets of heaven..."

Murong Ji then kept silent, feeling that Chang Xi's sitting position was a bit... He couldn't help but move, trying to avoid that awkward position.

Chang Xi snorted softly, and in an instant, both of them were stunned.

Just as he was about to get up and change his seat, at this moment, Dijun Donghuang walked into the yard. Changxi sat down again, his face a little ruddy, and pretended nothing had happened, practicing quietly.

Only then did Murong Ji realize that Chang Xi's skirt was made of a rare kind of gauze, which was somewhat translucent, but from the outside, one could not see what was inside.

It is difficult to hide a person under a normal woman's skirt. Murong Ji opened his eyes and looked at the beams on the roof of Guanghan Palace. He was speechless for a moment.

Chang Xi's body temperature was transmitted through the gauze clothes, which was very comfortable. Murong Ji was a normal man, and he couldn't help but look up.

This location is so clever.

Chang Xi's breathing stagnated, she closed her mouth tightly and calmed herself down. She could also feel the burning heat of Murong Ji's body.

Looking down, she could not find any trace of Murong Ji hiding under her skirt, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Ji pursed his lips and swallowed what he wanted to say. In fact, what he wanted to say was that there was no need to hide like this. He had his own ways to prevent Donghuang and Dijun from finding him.

After thinking about it, this is not a bad idea. If you don't take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences. Then, Murong Ji tried his best to restrain his breath and make himself disappear from the senses.

With every breath, she could still smell the faint fragrance on Chang Xi's body, which seemed to be the scent of laurel flowers and was a bit intoxicating.

Murong Ji frowned, calmed himself down, and gently turned his wrist, ready to deal with any emergency.

As soon as he moved his hand, he suddenly touched something soft and tender like jade.

Murong Ji was stunned, and for a moment he was confused about what he touched. He gently reached out and found that it was Chang Xi's foot. For some reason, Murong Ji grabbed it...

Both of them were stunned. Murong Ji felt Chang Xi's whole body tremble, and he couldn't help but have some thoughts.

With a thought, his hand slowly...gradually moved along Chang Xi's ankle to his leg.

Under Chang Xi's skirt, she was wearing a light white gauze skirt, and under the inner skirt, she was still wearing a very thin pair of pants.

Murong Ji suddenly remembered that when he first met Chang Xi, she was wearing this dress and the gauze was translucent.

"Don't move!" Chang Xi shouted softly, and through the hollow of the palace door, he looked at Di Jun and Dong Huang who were walking towards the hall.

She felt panic in her heart, not sure if she could completely hide Murong Ji's figure. After all, it was related to her future path.

After worrying, I found that Murong Ji was even more excessive.

For a moment, Chang Xi was angry and anxious, but he had to calm down and deal with the two brothers Di Jun and Dong Huang. "Is your sister-in-law here? Big brother is here to see you." Dong Huang Taiyi called softly through the door.

"Why are you here?!"

At this moment, Chang Xi's face changed drastically, and then quickly returned to her cold calmness. She clutched her skirt tightly and pinched Murong Ji's thigh tightly.

The two seemed to be competing with each other. Chang Xi couldn't help but groaned softly, and his body felt numb as if he had been electrocuted.

This kind of feeling was only experienced when I was going through the thunder tribulation.

Feeling her face burning, Chang Xi hurriedly circulated the Moonlight to cool herself down. She tried her best to suppress her feelings and continued to transform into a cold goddess.

"Chang Xi, you and I haven't seen each other for many years. I missed you and came to see you." Di Jun's voice was slightly deep, and even though he tried hard to show gentleness, he still seemed stiff.

He was an emperor to begin with, and no matter how low his status or how gentle he became, he was still so stiff.

"roll!"

Outside the door, Di Jun paused, but sighed helplessly, "Xi'er, I'm going in."

Having said that, he pushed open the palace door and stood outside, watching Chang Xi sitting cross-legged on the couch and guiding Yue Hua in her practice, not bothering to pay attention to them.

Di Jun walked into the hall with his hands behind his back. Dong Huang raised his head and followed behind him. He nodded slightly and said softly, "Sister-in-law!"

Chang Xi still did not stop practicing. The moonlight accumulated layer by layer around her at a distance of five or six meters, blocking Emperor Di Jundong from coming.

Di Jun sighed. They came to investigate the people who sneaked into the Heavenly Palace, not to see Chang Xi's cold face.

A pair of golden eyes patrolled back and forth in Guanghan Palace.

Chang Xi felt those hands touching the outside of his thighs, then holding his thighs and gently lifting him up.

Chang Xi's heart skipped a beat. He was so angry that he wanted to slap the bastard to death.

But it's getting more and more excessive!
Chang Xi suppressed Murong Ji fiercely, pinning him down and preventing him from moving.

She almost screamed out loud. The piercing feeling that seemed to penetrate her body made her breathing become heavier.

I tried to calm myself down, but I felt a little regretful that I had hidden Murong Ji here.

Chang Xi's face remained expressionless, but his hands were constantly moving and making seals, attracting the moonlight and practicing without interruption. In fact, he was just doing it for show.

Using the moonlight to block out the faint sound of water, he carefully looked at the two brothers, Di Jun and Dong Huang, and trembled slightly. He didn't know if it was because he was nervous, or...

Murong Ji seemed to be taking revenge, and Chang Xi was not prepared. "Ah~ Humph!" The sound was just uttered and immediately changed into a cold snort.

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes fell on Chang Xi and felt that something was not right with her. Knowing that she disliked her two brothers, he did not say much.

He looked at his elder brother awkwardly and went to search Guanghan Palace on his own.

Di Jun sighed. He was not surprised by Chang Xi's attitude towards them. "I'm leaving now. You should practice well."

Having said that, he walked around the main hall of Guanghan Palace again with his hands behind his back, then walked out of the main hall and searched in other directions of Guanghan Palace.

When the two of them walked out of the hall, Chang Xi could no longer bear it. She turned around angrily and slapped Murong Ji in the face through the hem of her gauze skirt.

There was a very loud "pop" sound.

Murong Ji was slapped in the face, but he did not stop. His big hands firmly clamped Chang Xi's beautiful legs.

Then, Chang Xi's whole body trembled violently, his eyes went dark, and he was briefly unconscious. When he came to his senses, it was as if he was in another world.

Murong Ji's big hands gently held her waist inside her dress, preventing her from getting away.

"Let go!" Chang Xi scolded softly.

Murong Ji loosened his grip and let Chang Xi leave. Sniffing the rich sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance in the hall, he suddenly laughed.

Chang Xi half-squatted on the couch, his body unknowingly soaked by the cold water. He couldn't help but slowly exhale a breath of foul air, feeling refreshed.

He glanced outside the hall and could still see the figure of Dijun Donghuang, and couldn't help but frown.

Then he waved his hand suddenly and closed the door of the Guanghan Palace.

"Touch! Touch! Touch!"

After several noises, the nine palace doors slammed shut, and only some things outside could be seen through the holes.

Di Jun Dong Huang looked in the direction of the sound and was speechless for a moment.

"Brother, my sister-in-law... don't take it to heart, that's just her temper."

Di Jun nodded. They would not stop until one is dead if their paths were cut off. The paths of these two sisters were suppressed by their brother. It would be strange if they did not have some temper.

"Forget it, I'm not surprised at what Chang Xi does, just let her be."

"Brother, do you think that person is hiding in the laurel tree...Should we go and take a look?" Donghuang Taiyi stopped and looked at the huge ancient tree behind him.

(End of this chapter)