Chapter 448 Who Leads Who
"No matter how powerful the forces behind you are, even if you can mobilize the army, you can only send some aliens from the army, and dare not use modern weapons. If that happens, they will be too lawless in this capital."

"If it really happens, we don't need to do anything, someone will naturally take care of them. If you hide away, with the power you control, why are you afraid of those useless bastards?"

Murong Ji pushed Qu Tong down on the sofa and no longer cared about what she thought. Now he only cared about what he thought.

Immortality is a curse. Countless geniuses have plunged into this vortex, let alone ordinary people who have never practiced mind cultivation?

When you get wealth, you want beauty; when you get beauty, you want power; when you get power, you want immortality.

From ancient times to the present, countless emperors and princes have lived like this. But now that power has been restricted, those people have changed their nature. It doesn't make sense.

It's just that they don't dare to put these things openly in the open.

There is no good ending for alchemists of all generations. Only if you beat them back to being ants before they can weave a web, will they talk to you properly.

A day later, Murong Ji boarded a plane to Guizhou.

As soon as he landed, while Murong Ji was waiting for the car, he called Zhao Fangxu and told him that Qu Tong was the successor of Shuangquanshou and talked about the political forces behind her.

I just want Zhao Fangxu to pass a message to that old man, the company's emperor...

If something really happens, you'll be prepared.

"Where are you now? Go and tell me these things yourself, and I'll pick you up."

"Guizhou, uh...we're almost in Liupanshui."

"What!!! Murong Ji! Why didn't you tell me? You are not a combatant..."

Murong Ji hung up the phone directly, thought for a while, and called Ren Fei again. As a business partner for five years, he had to lend a helping hand.

"Say!"

Murong Ji was startled. This person was really concise. "Miss Ren, I surrender..."

As soon as Huo Yunan called, before he could say anything, a voice came from the other end, "I can't handle your business. Besides, I can't get involved in the company's affairs."

Then he hung up the phone.

Murong Ji was not surprised by the reactions of the three people. It was good enough that Huo Yunnan could keep Jiang Beibei.

Murong Ji got out of the car, stretched, and glanced at the surrounding scenery. From a distance, he saw Jin Yong, one of the twelve most talented people, who came to pick him up.

Once we get here, we have arrived at Ma Xianhong’s territory.

Murong Ji walked towards Jin Yong and got into his car again. Not long after, they drove into the winding mountain road.

Looking at the green scenery outside the car window, Murong Ji's thoughts were a little vague.

In his current cognition, there is only life and death. The trials of life and death in the world of Zhu Xian have forged him into an "immortal".

Peace is the norm, life and death are the results.

There is no compromise, only choices. It is that simple for those who practice cultivation.

After coming back to his senses, Murong Ji was a little stunned. The village and houses here were somewhat different from the village in his memory of his first life.

Most of them have wooden doors and walls, and houses made of bricks and stones are rare, with gray glazed tiles and high-raised ox horns on the roof.

After crossing the mountain stream, Jin Yong parked the car in the parking lot.

Murong Ji took a quick look. The village here was specially built. It was not small in size, but there were not many people. However, there were quite a few vehicles parked there.

Follow the mountain road up the mountain and enter Biyou Village. The ancient atmosphere that hits you in the face is irresistible.

"Ma Xianhong, why did you find such a place?"

"Master Murong, do you think this place is good or bad?"

Murong Ji glanced at Jin Yong. This guy was talking to him for the first time along the way. "Okay, the mountains here are prominent, gathering spiritual energy, and can also absorb the power of heaven and earth. It is indeed a good place."

"I'll take you to see the village chief."

"it is good."

the other side.

Qu Tong had just come out of Zhao Fangxu's office. Before the door closed, Zhao Fangxu's voice came over, "Qu Tong, we have known each other for six years."

"Well, it has indeed been more than six years since I started working at the Yaoxing Society."

Zhao Fangxu sighed softly, "When I was investigating Jiang Nanxi, he was still... Hey, why are you saying these things?"

"I'm too lazy to check what the relationship between Murong Ji and Jiang Nanxi is. Now that he wants to cause trouble, I'm afraid... you have to make a choice and be prepared."

Qu Tong's expression did not look good, and she nodded, "I understand, Mr. Zhao."

After closing the office door, Qu Tong walked in the corridor with an increasingly calm expression. She returned to the office, packed up her things, and left in a hurry.

After returning home, Qu Tong collapsed on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. At this moment, she no longer had that strong aura, and she looked like a paraplegic whose bones and muscles had been pulled out. Feeling the ring on her hand flickering, Qu Tong gently twisted it.

The next moment, a voice was heard.

"I heard that you want to betray me?"

Qu Tong's expression suddenly became serious. "How dare I? Don't scare me like that. I'm just your watchdog."

"Humph! Your husband is very thoughtful."

"What did he do?" Qu Tong's face gradually became solemn, and he sat up straight unconsciously.

"He complained to his superiors and exposed everything about you. Just now, I was held accountable by my superiors, and I managed to get away with it. Hehe, Qu Tong, how come I didn't realize that you are the successor of Shuangquanshou?!!"

Qu Tong's face was terribly gloomy, and she was so angry that her whole body began to tremble unconsciously. She finally understood why Murong Ji asked her to hide away.

He tried to calm down his anger, thought for a moment, and then said, "You didn't contact me this time to tell me this, did you?"

"Hmph! Keep your claws to yourself for now. Give up on Biyou Village. As for your husband... Hmph, if you come and beg me to be my lover, I..."

A cold light flashed in Qu Tong's eyes, and she suddenly snapped her fingers. The other party suddenly stopped talking, as if a different person had come. "A madman like Murong Ji must be suppressed. Otherwise, how can we manage the aliens?"

Qu Tong sneered, "You don't know what's good for you. No wonder you're not allowed to manage the company. My husband is right. If a person stays high and mighty for too long, he will forget that he is an ant."

"He has chosen you to be the chicken. Good luck to you."

Qu Tong twisted the ring, tidied herself up, called Huo Yunan again, looked at Jiang Beibei, and suddenly felt a lot more at ease.

He pressed his lower abdomen, and felt something was not right there, a twisted and swollen feeling, "Am I about to form a golden elixir? Finally, something good has happened."

After Qu Tong finished speaking, she picked up the notebook again, and a sketch appeared on it. It looked like Lu Xueqi.

Qu Tong took a closer look and found that it didn't have that kind of charm, but it was still okay, much better than the previous drawings. "Let's take this one."

Then he replied: Okay, let’s find someone.

He closed the interface, opened another software, leaned back on the sofa, and watched the picture sent by Ma Xianhong. Murong Ji was holding down an extremely lifelike doll and was dismantling Ruhua.

It looked a bit like a dismemberment scene.

"It's a pity that a hero can't resist the temptation of beauty. I'm not the white moonlight that can make you fall in love." Qu Tong took out a family photo from the coffee table, "It doesn't matter, as long as I like you."

Biyou Village.

Murong Ji looked at the various magical weapons refined by Ma Xianhong, which were placed casually in the broken house, and picked up a pair of jade pendants at random. This thing was a defensive magical weapon and the quality was pretty good.

"How is it? I did an okay job, right?" Ma Xianhong was a little excited. He knew that Murong Ji's weapon refining level was far ahead of his.

Some people are eager to get his recognition.

Murong Ji nodded without saying anything more, then he pulled out a loudspeaker, glanced at the pattern on it, and was a little stunned. This was blowing air!
Somewhat stunned, the Divine Machine can depict various abilities with patterns? ! !
He also knows about the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, but he has not discovered this ability? ! ! [Or is it that the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements that I have studied are still at a low level? ? ]

Suddenly, Murong Ji thought of something, his pupils shrank slightly, and he asked in a deep voice: "What did you do to Xiao Xiao?"

Ma Xianhong was startled, then smiled and said, "Xiao Xiao came here to serve as a superior talent for a day, and then left."

Murong Ji nodded. With the pattern of blowing air, Murong Ji could also reverse the practice method.

"Brother-in-law, come with me to see the self-cultivation furnace?"

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, and after thinking carefully, he decided to go and see this self-cultivation furnace. "Okay, lead the way."

Following Ma Xianhong into the depths of the village, not far away, we saw a house made of stones.

Murong Ji turned around and glanced around. The terrain here was good for both attack and defense. It was indeed a good place.

"Brother-in-law, how is it? This is the place I chose. It's okay, right?"

Murong Ji nodded. It must be said that Ma Xianhong was a capable man. The fact that he could transform various abilities into weapon patterns was very extraordinary.

"Qu Tong also gave me a copy of the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements. I didn't study it much before, so it seems I should study it carefully."

Ma Xianhong was somewhat proud, and showed a bit of childishness in front of Murong Ji, "Since my brother-in-law wants to learn, I will teach you, but you also have to teach me how to refine magic weapons."

"The magic weapon I refined is like that after it takes shape, it can no longer grow."

"it is good."

Walking into the house, Murong Ji saw the huge and ugly road. Murong Ji curled the corners of his mouth slightly. This thing looked a bit like a product of the combination of modern and ancient times.

The combination of mechanical engineering and refining is more like the boilers that were burned in the past.

Murong Ji walked around the road and took a closer look. He had to admit that this thing was indeed quite powerful, and its function was more like a pair of hands!
Murong Ji placed his hand on the furnace. In an instant, countless patterns lit up, extremely clear. "Ma Xianhong, why did you refine the self-cultivation furnace?"

(End of this chapter)