Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 96 95 Murong Bo, I am very angry now

"In short, I believe Jiang Rui and his daughter may have met with misfortune, and the Jiang family may have sided with Murong."

"And these, Master, these are the Red Marrow Pills Murong Bo gave me."

Zhang Lishi took the agate bottle and looked at the young man in front of him with a complicated expression.

I wanted to say something, but swallowed it back when it came to my lips.

Shi Tie and the Cui brothers sat on both sides with complicated expressions.

The Lantern Festival changed dramatically last night, and they responded immediately today, but Murong Bo got there first.

The Jiang family is in this situation, so I'm afraid there's no hope for the Yang family either.

Of course, there is a period of adjustment for the seven families to form an alliance, and they will not take action against other forces in the city so quickly.

However, nearly ten internal organ masters, led by Murong Bo, who is half a step away from the Yellow Court, can be said to be extremely disadvantageous for the escort agency.

Li Cunxiao knew this very well, so he would never play any tricks like "eating the sugar-coated food and firing back with a cannonball".

At such a sensitive moment, any wrong move could destroy the unity within the escort agency.

Therefore, after returning to the escort agency, he recounted his conversation with Murong Bo without any concealment.

As for defecting to Murong, he had never thought of this.

Xie Donglai and he are mortal enemies. If Murong Bo truly accepts him, the leading family of the seven camps will be the first to split, which is not something the other party can do.

If the escort agency is really unable to resist, the worst that can happen is that they can just pick up the wooden pitchfork and ride away on the red horse.

First run into Pingqiu Mountain to hide from the spotlight, and then head west according to the route map obtained from Zhang Lishi.

Even if we can't reach Songzhou City, the closer we are to the two capitals, the less likely we are to be affected by the war.

It was just that I had spent half a year to accumulate manpower and resources, but by then I had no choice but to give up.
"I don't see any problem with this Red Marrow Pill. Since Murong Bo wants to win you over, I don't think he would poison it."

Zhang Lishi was silent for a while before he slowly spoke and handed the pill back.

"But it's best not to take the enemy's things."

Li Cunxiao didn't hesitate much. He poured out the pills, crushed them into mud with his hands, and poured tea into the flower bed beside him.

However, he kept the agate bottle - if he really needed to escape in the future, this thing would be worth a lot of money.

"Junior brother."

Seeing this scene, it would be a lie for Shi Tie to say that he was not moved. The Cui brothers' eyes also became more kind.

"Someone must have leaked the information about the escort agency. Cui Da, I'll leave this matter to you."

Zhang Lishi rarely smiled and comforted everyone with a few words before letting them go.

When the study became quiet again, Zhang Lishi looked at the moist soil in the flower bed, lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

A smooth and strong hand gently stroked his forehead. He didn't need to look back to know that it was his wife.

He let out a sigh.

"You've been sighing a lot lately. Has the situation deteriorated to this point?"

That's not the case.

The formation of the Seven Alliance is unstoppable, it is only a matter of time.

But the power of the Ming Cult outside the city should not be underestimated. In fact, because of the death of the Song brothers, the Ming Cult may really be able to integrate the power among the countryside.

Even though Wu Yuan and others were defeated in last night's assassination attempt, several sect leaders suffered no losses and the threat still exists.

Maybe Wu Yuan would ask for help from the sect and send more experts to Chuqiu.

Murong was just a powerful person in one county, but the Ming Cult, which absorbed the legacy of the Pure Land Sect, was a big rebel whose power spread across the sixteen regions of the world.

There are many masters in the sect, but the battle line is too long, resulting in the dispersion of strength.

But what's the point of telling this to my wife, except to make her more worried?
Zhang Lishi suppressed his sorrowful expression, held a pair of bare hands, turned around, and gently placed his head on his wife's belly, which was not yet visible.

"Let's not talk about that. Madam, I've been so busy lately that I didn't even notice. I'm really sorry for your hard work."

Mrs. Zhang knew that her husband didn't want to mention it, so she smiled.

"This isn't my first time giving birth, so I'm pretty familiar with it. We're an old married couple, so compared to you, I'm not having a hard time."

Zhang Lishi's face turned red when he heard this, and he felt a little embarrassed.

He looks rough on the outside, but he is a loyal man on the inside. His five daughters are all born to his wife.

Fortunately, Mrs. Zhang was also good at controlling her qi and blood, and had no shortage of precious tonics. Otherwise, in this era of lack of medical care and medicine, giving birth to five children would be like visiting the homes of the ten kings of hell.

Seeing her husband hugging her like a child, Mrs. Zhang gently smoothed his hair, hiding a few silver threads.

"Do you think it's a boy or a girl this time?"

Hearing his wife's words, Zhang Lishi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, as long as they're safe, it's all good."

"Brother, do you think the Master's Wife is carrying a brother or a sister?"

"It would be better if it was a sister."

"why?"

Mu Cha was somewhat puzzled when he heard this, but Li Cunxiao did not want to say much. He just said a few perfunctory words and sent him out.

He grabbed the Mo Dao and wanted to practice his swordsmanship, but he was restless and no matter how he practiced, something didn't feel right.

Li Cunxiao put down the knife helplessly and returned to the practice room.

In the darkness and silence, he used the light of a small lamp to read the Jade Chamber Secrets page by page.

Slowly, as I read the secret book over and over again, my restless heart gradually calmed down.

Close your eyes and concentrate, and four-fifths of the vajra will shine.

Unable to hunt demons, relying only on the demon meat from the escort agency, the progress of accumulating evil spirits is a bit slow.

After killing Xiao Mei and Zhao Xiaoyi, the energy had reached three-fifths.

That is to say, it took twenty days to complete one-fifth of the progress.

If we spread it out like this, the minimum efficiency of the Vajra is that it can only be fully charged once every three months.

"We can't just sit there and wait for death. As long as I don't side with Murong, and they see that their plan of sowing discord has failed, Xie Donglai might come to retaliate at any time."

"The Seven Alliances and the Escort Agency may seem peaceful at the moment, but in reality, they are at loggerheads."

"There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. There is no telling when a war will break out. We must improve our strength as soon as possible."

"Xiao Ji? Ye Rongzu? Or Shen He? Han Yu?"

Li Cunxiao was thinking about who could fill the last fifth of the Vajra, and finally chose Xiao Ji.

"When Murong Bo gave me the Red Marrow Pill, his expression was clearly not right. There must be something I don't know."

"The Xiao family is the lackey of the Ye family. Xiao Ji must know something."

"It's a good opportunity to take on another order under the name of the Ming Cult and help the escort agency share the firepower."

Li Cunxiao made up his mind and took quick action in the next few days.

He spent a lot of energy following Xiao Ji and found out his daily movements.

At the same time, I also carefully studied the experiences of several fights with others that were circulated outside.

It should be said that the performance is not impressive, just average, a very ordinary muscle.

Unfortunately, after the assassination at the Lantern Festival, the young masters of the inner city families became cautious for a while.

Not only did he go to brothels less frequently, but the number of guards around him also increased significantly.

Xiao Ji was even more cautious than those people.

Every time he went out, he was with Murong Bo, and the risk of fighting was too great. If he was held back by Murong Bo, it would be difficult to escape once the organs of other families in the city came.

But Li Cunxiao was very patient.

While relying on the White Ape Spirit Marrow Pills and the Tiger Demon Fist secret medicine to cleanse the bones and marrow, he also gathered information more covertly.

After nearly half a month, he finally discovered a secret:
Every time after meeting Murong Bo, Xiao Ji would stay in one of his villas for an hour.

He was alone in there, and guards were not allowed to enter. No one knew what was inside or what he was doing.

This is an opportunity.

Finally, after waiting for another seven days, Xiao Ji took a carriage again to meet Murong Bo.

Outside the mansion guarded by layers of soldiers of the Murong family, in a teahouse not far away, Li Cunxiao watched quietly, waiting for the opportunity.

"Brother Han, I've been recuperating for over two months. We haven't even seen each other during the New Year. I'm going to get drunk today!"

Xiao Ji picked up the wine jug and walked to a haggard young man in brocade clothes, full of enthusiasm.

The latter just forced a smile when he heard it. The person was Han Yu, who was "too frightened" after the King Kong Martial Arts School was wiped out and was recuperating in seclusion.

"Xiao Ji is right. Father and Patriarch Yang reached a consensus yesterday. From now on, our seven families will be one."

"Han Yu, you and Xiao Ji are both my strong supporters. You should stay close to me more often in the future."

Murong Bo was obviously drunk, and although the weather was still cold in early spring, he took off his robe and only wore a shirt.

The cassock embroidered with gold thread was casually tied around the waist, which made the other two people tremble with fear.

"Yes, Master, you are absolutely right."

Han Yu's mind inexplicably emerged with the bloody memory of that day. He hurriedly agreed and the wine spilled on his clothes.

Curiosity surged in Xiao Ji's heart, but he immediately suppressed it.

In the King Kong Martial Arts School incident, all the parties involved have been wiped out. The survivor Han Yu has remained tight-lipped, and the others are also very secretive about it.

Everyone had some vague guesses, but no one dared to offend the county lord and the eldest son.

Only the Xiao family and the Han family had to deal with Murong Bo frequently because they were the Murong family's number one lackeys.

The longer Xiao Ji stayed with Murong Bo, the more he felt his moody temperament, and the pressure in his heart grew greater and greater. He even had to come up with some special ways to relax in his own villa.

"You two, why aren't you in high spirits?"

Murong Bo noticed the uncomfortable expressions of the two people. He was not angry, but just a little distressed.

Before the two could explain, he suddenly realized something and tapped the table with his index finger:
"I see! Wine without meat is rather bland. Come, bring my 'snacks' over."

Snacks?

Han Yu's face changed drastically. Seeing him like this, Xiao Ji had a bad feeling in his heart, but he didn't know what was going on.

When a soldier came up with a food box with an expressionless face, Murong Bo took it personally, opened it, and took out a plate of smoked meat from it.

Han Yu's stomach started churning as if by reflex when he saw the meat, and he was unable to put down his chopsticks.

Xiao Ji didn't understand what was going on, so he stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat that looked like leg meat.

However, just as he was about to put the meat into his mouth, Murong Bo suddenly smiled strangely.

"Xiao Ji, when I gave the Red Marrow Pill to Li Cunxiao that day, you must have felt unhappy, right?"

"Don't dare!"

Xiao Ji was suddenly frightened, and before he could let go of the chopsticks, Murong Bo grabbed his hand.

"Well, I don't blame you. It's a temporary solution, but it's still a bit unfair."

"I, Murong Bo, am not one to be stingy with my subordinates. Look, this plate of meat is made with the same fine ingredients as the Red Marrow Pill."

"After the King Kong Martial Arts School was wiped out, the more you eat, the less you have. Han Yu, you must understand this best, right?"

Han Yu's face changed drastically when he was halfway through the words, and he covered his mouth with his hand.

But after listening to Murong Bo's words, he couldn't help it after all. With a wow sound, he vomited all the side dishes and millet porridge he had eaten for breakfast.

"hahahahahahahaha!"

Murong Bolo was so happy that he clapped his hands and laughed. Looking at Xiao Ji, who was stiff and confused, he reached out and picked up the meat on his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Director Li came from a humble background. After completing his apprenticeship at my house, he has truly remembered his wife, who has endured all his hardships."

"Mrs. Li is frugal and raises her own ducks at home. After smoking and roasting, they are fat but not greasy. I really like them. Since her family died, there are fewer and fewer ducks to eat."

Murong Bo showed a nostalgic look on his face as he opened and closed his well-developed masseter muscles.

The sharp white teeth chewing the waxy red meat slices, the saliva, tongue and minced meat mixed together, there is a unique kind of horror.

"Master, I, I am not feeling well. I am sorry for disturbing your pleasure. I will come to apologize another day."

Han Yu covered his mouth and nose with his wide sleeves, apologized, and hurried away.

Xiao Ji suddenly had an idea, "I'll go see him off!"

Looking at the two people's backs as they left, the smile on Murong Bo's face gradually faded.

At this point, he no longer cares much about what others think. He just wants to indulge himself and enjoy life in the moment.

The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy.

As long as we win, who cares about these details?

"Han Yu, stop!"

Xiao Ji chased out of the door, grabbed Han Yu with all his strength, and with a gloomy face, he tried his best to lower his voice:

"What the hell is on that plate?!"

Han Yu's cheeks puffed up when he heard this. He had just vomited out all the food he had, so he could only dry heave.

He didn't want to answer this question at all, but Xiao Ji held him tightly.

Han Yu's neck turned red and veins bulged on his haggard face, like a desperado forced into a corner.

The fear that had accumulated for a long time needed an outlet, but he seemed to feel that Murong Bo was watching him from the other side of the wall.

Finally, a seemingly irrelevant sentence came out of his mouth.

"Director Li's first wife died ten years ago, and his second wife is the daughter of a small family in the inner city."

The young lady from a wealthy family has never been involved in women's affairs, so where does she get the ducks?
Xiao Ji's body trembled, and he opened his mouth with difficulty:
"What's on the plate?"

Han Yu showed a look of fear, his lips moved but no sound came out, but Xiao Ji understood the two words.

He suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

Xiao Ji jumped on his horse and left the manor at a speed faster than Han Yu, galloping towards his own villa.

He whipped his horse like crazy and couldn't even catch up with the guards, let alone notice another figure following him from a distance.

"Everyone, get out! Anyone who dares to break in will be beaten to death!"

When they arrived at the villa, Xiao Ji went straight to the backyard with a gloomy face, while the servants ran out of the door as if they were fleeing.

boom!
He kicked open the gate and found the rockery and pond empty except for a single figure.

He was wearing a white silk round collar, a purple cassock, and had a jade-like face and red lips. He was actually a handsome young man who looked and dressed somewhat similar to Murong Bo.

"Xiao Ji, you cunning slave, how bold!"

The young man hadn't noticed anything unusual and was just performing as usual.

Snapped!
With a heavy slap, the handsome young man was knocked to the ground. The next moment, a big hand grabbed his hair and lifted him up, and he felt a strong foreign body in his throat.

The cheeks were swollen and the eyes were rolled up.

Xiao Ji's clothes were half-undressed, and he was breathing heavily. His eyes were filled with brutality, as if he wanted to release all the fear in his heart:
"Murong Bo, I'm really angry right now!!!"

(End of this chapter)