Chapter 42: Visitors from Lingjiu Palace

Murong Ji was somewhat helpless. Why don't you just report the news honestly? Why get involved in everything?

He took a few steps forward suddenly, and directly dissipated the impact of the horse to the side, stopping the horse.

He jumped up, took advantage of Mu Wanqing's unpreparedness, picked up Duan Yu and got off the horse.

By the time Mu Wanqing reacted, Duan Yu had already stood firm.

The little girl was still a little angry and stabbed with a sword. Murong Ji clamped the sword with his fingers and pulled her off the horse with an inch of force.

Then he raised the tip of his sword and snatched Mu Wanqing's sword. With a turn of his hand, he nailed the sword to the ground.

When Duan Yu saw Mu Wanqing fall off her horse, he hurried to help her, wishing he could be her scapegoat.

Murong Ji's mouth twitched, and he cursed inwardly, "You dead licker!" The son of Prince Duan of Dali seemed to have never seen a woman before.

[Lovers eventually become siblings.] Thinking of this, I felt much better.

He was too lazy to pay attention to them and was thinking of staying away from them, but who would have thought that Mu Wanqing suddenly pushed Duan Yu away, turned around, and ran directly into Murong Ji's arms.

Murong Ji also caught it subconsciously.

The warm jade is in my arms, and a faint fragrance rushes into my nose, like a newly opened lilac flower.

Murong Ji noticed the stiffness of the beauty in his arms, and then he realized where his hand was pressing.

It was a subconscious action, and this was every man's subconscious reaction. At this moment, Murong Ji dared to swear to the sky that he definitely didn't think much about it!

"Hmm~"

The voice came from the black gauze hat, making Murong Ji feel as if he was electrocuted all over. Then he reacted and helped Mu Wanqing up.

It was more than just embarrassment. Murong Ji was a normal adult man, and he also had...

He tried hard to calm down his anger and then looked at Mu Wanqing. At this moment, she was still standing there blankly. She didn't care at all about Duan Yu's concern for her well-being.

"Someone is chasing us, let's go quickly." Murong Ji said after letting out a breath.

The next moment, Mu Wanqing seemed to come to her senses. She sheathed the long sword that was stuck in the ground, jumped on the horse, and rode away.

Duan Yu was dumbfounded. He didn't know Qinggong! "Hey! Girl! Wait for me..."

Murong Ji shook his head, grabbed Duan Yu Fate by the scruff of the neck, used his Qinggong skills, and chased after him.

Having left the people behind her behind, Mu Wanqing looked back, slowed down her horse, and waited for a while. She felt a little surprised. Why didn't those two people catch up with her?
Could it be those people blocking it?

Thinking of the slight burning pain in her buttocks, Mu Wanqing subconsciously felt shy, but not angry.

"Master said that all men are bad!"

After waiting for a while, he still didn't see the two men catching up. He felt anxious. If they were implicated because of him, it would be a sin.

He turned the horse around and headed back the way he came.

When I saw Murong Ji, I breathed a sigh of relief. But it was a little strange, what were they doing on the tree?

Murong Ji looked helpless, and Duan Yu held on to the branch and refused to let go.

"No, can you be more ambitious? You are the prince of Dali! How can you act like you can't live without a woman?"

"Brother Murong, please don't wrongly accuse me. I, Duan Yu, am definitely not a lustful person. I just hope that more people can save Zhong Ling!"

Murong Ji gave him a thumbs up and said, "You are awesome! Hurry up and let go! Otherwise, your Miss Zhong's grave will be covered with grass."

Duan Yu looked up at Murong Ji: "Then you must promise to follow that girl and not take me flying around!" Murong Ji wanted to throw him to death, "How many girls do you have in mind? And! The shortest distance between two points is a straight line, do you know that? You bastard!"

Murong Ji's face was full of helplessness. Why didn't his father throw him against the wall?
Suddenly, Murong Ji reacted and held his forehead helplessly. His mother took the initiative!
"Let go quickly, or I won't care about you anymore! Climb down by yourself!"

Duan Yu looked down at his feet, which were quite high, and he was still frightened. "Okay then, remember to follow that girl."

"I know, can you be a little more promising?"

As soon as Duan Yu let go, Murong Ji jumped up and flew straight forward. Not long after, he saw Mu Wanqing standing there with her horse reined in.

Murong Ji was so angry that he threw Duan Yu off the horse, landed on the ground and went to tidy up his clothes.

Mu Wanqing kicked Duan Yu off the horse in disgust and slowed down the horse so that the two could keep up by walking.

Mu Wanqing glanced at Duan Yu, then looked at Murong Ji, who now had a fierce look on his face, and it was obvious that he had been tortured enough by this kid.

"You're quite nice to Zhong Ling!"

"Sister Zhong Ling is smart, lively and cute, so she is naturally likable." Duan Yu scratched his head with a slight smile.

Mu Wanqing looked back at Murong Ji again and asked, "You like her? I'm talking about the kind of love between a man and a woman."

"This...I...I can't explain it clearly." Duan Yu's face flushed.

"I just feel very happy and comfortable with Zhong Ling. Well, sort of."

Mu Wanqing was satisfied, "Is that so?"

Suddenly, two people fell directly from the woods. They were quite powerful. "Who are you? Take off your hat!"

Mu Wanqing drew her sword without saying a word and rushed forward, very brave!
The three of them fought back and forth, and in a flash, they exchanged more than a dozen moves. Murong Ji stood aside and watched with great interest. It must be said that Mu Wanqing's swordsmanship was quite good.

One against two, he was able to suppress both of them with his sword skills.

But the clothes look a bit like the sect's standard clothes.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows, took out the information about the sects in this place that the Beggars' Sect had collected for him, glanced at it quickly, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

I seem to have remembered something.

When he looked up again, Mu Wanqing had already stabbed one of them with a sword. Helplessly, the man had to temporarily withdraw from the battlefield.

Murong Ji was delighted. It was like a pillow just when he was dozing off!

The woman took a short rest and then rushed towards Murong Ji and Duan Yu.

Murong Ji suddenly laughed and flicked his finger on the tip of her sword. The sword body vibrated violently and the woman was shocked to throw the sword off her feet.

"call out!"

Mu Wanqing threw a dart at him, and Murong Ji pointed his finger to catch the dart, saving the woman's life. At the same time, he grabbed the woman's vital point.

Just as he was about to ask a question, Duan Yu exclaimed, "Miss, be careful!"

Looking up, Mu Wanqing was distracted and was hit on the back by the opponent's sword. The sword almost fell. The opponent was about to finish him off, but Murong Ji was quick-witted and struck out with the Great Compassion Palm, directly blasting the woman away.

Holding the woman's vital point in his hand, he walked past Mu Wanqing, came to the seriously injured woman who was hammered to death, and checked her injuries.

Several acupuncture points were pressed to stop the internal bleeding in her body.

In order to prevent her from dying on the spot, he released the woman he was holding, "Do you have life-saving medicine? If not, then wait for death."

(End of this chapter)