Chapter 557 The Little Girl's Cry
Xiao Wancheng looked a little crazy as he watched Mang Shirui being taken away. The thought of starting a war kept flashing through his mind.

He took a deep breath, his eyes full of bloodshot, and finally suppressed that thought, [The most important thing is the child...]

If Mang Shirui was really forced to death, the child would really be gone.

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble Butler Fei to take care of my Xiao family." As he spoke, Xiao Wancheng's eyes fell on Yang Yan. He stared at her for a few seconds, then waved his hand and said, "Retreat!"

The people above slowly retreated, and soon only the dozen or so people were left.

Wang Quan Shouzhuo stood in front of the gate of the Chen family compound, watching the backs of Xiao Wancheng and others leaving. His face became more and more gloomy, and finally he sighed helplessly. The Wang Quan family has not produced a top figure for hundreds of years.

As a result, the position of leader has been occupied by powerful families such as the Xiao family and the Yang family for a long time. Now the prestige of the Wang Quan family is not even as good as that of the Xiao family...

Butler Fei stood behind him and said softly, "The Dao Alliance has been plagued by problems for a long time. They cannot be solved in one generation. Don't worry. What we need to do now is to re-establish the prestige of the Wang Quan family..."

"Are you sure... that child has obtained the secret teachings of the Taoist Alliance?" Wang Quan Shouzhuo could already see the future situation.

If the Dao League could maintain superficial harmony before, it would probably get worse from now on. Xiao Wancheng would do whatever it took to suppress many families and force him, the leader of the alliance, to revise the alliance rules...

As long as the alliance rules are changed, the matter of gathering resources to support the cultivation of talented young people will probably be stopped. By then, the Xiao family will win the hearts of the people again, and the prestige of the Wang Quan family will be damaged again...

"I'm sure." Butler Fei looked down at the place where Murong Ji disappeared, but there was no trace left there. Recalling the many spells that Murong Ji had used...

"The magic he used has never appeared before... Apart from what I learned from the Taoist Alliance's secret teachings, there is no other way to access it..."

Wang Quan nodded. He had naturally seen it, but he just wanted to give himself some confidence and make sure that there was no problem with his investment...

"Where do you think the child will go?" Wang Quan Shouzhuo asked casually.

Butler Fei thought about it carefully, and then said: "Based on the current situation, the only one who has the strength and ability to protect him is Shenhuoshan Villa... If the child is smart..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Quan Shouzhu laughed out loud: "I actually hope he goes to Shenhuoshan Manor... Dongfang Guyue still has no children, so it would be quite nice to give him a son-in-law."

Butler Fei also smiled and said, "I'm just afraid that kid won't go..."

the other side.

Murong Ji slowly emerged from the ground and carefully glanced at the surroundings. When he turned around, he saw a child staring at him.

Murong Ji was also stunned. He didn't expect to be discovered so quickly.

The two of them stared at each other for a while, and then the child suddenly reacted. He turned pale with fright, kicked the bad guy hard, and moved his body behind him.

"Mom! It's bad! A baby has grown out of the ground! Come quickly! It's a monster!"

Murong Ji: "..."

After taking a breath, Murong Ji fled again, and then he found a safe place. After coming out of the soil, he let out a long breath, "It was a difficult escape."

Thinking of Xiao Wancheng, Murong Ji's face instantly darkened. He didn't understand. Was Xiao Wancheng's mind filled with swill? ! !
Killing one's parents! And still asking people to be grateful and to acknowledge the thief as their father, this is the ultimate humiliation!
And you can even act like this is a gift to you...

"After being asked to do things for a long time, I feel that I am invincible... This is... becoming arrogant..." Murong Ji thought for a long time before he came to a conclusion.

Otherwise, Xiao Wancheng’s brain... he couldn’t figure it out.

"Where are you going next?"

The sudden voice scared Murong Ji, and he instantly dived into the ground. Before he ran far, Murong Ji remembered that it was the voice of the Poison Boy.

He slowly popped his head out and took a closer look. He saw that Poison Boy was sitting in his original position, watching him come out and waving at him.

Murong Ji returned to the ground and sat next to him. "There's nowhere to go, how about I go to the Southland with you?"

The Poison Boy suddenly laughed, as if his evil plan had succeeded. "That's perfect. I have a place to go. How about you do me a favor?"

Murong Ji's heart was immediately filled with alarm. It was not easy to help the Third Young Master...

"It's okay. I have only my weak arms and legs. How can I help you?"

The Poison Boy laughed, "Yes, I must be able to."

The overwhelming momentum rolled and pressed towards Murong Ji, like a dark cloud pressing down on his head... How could Murong Ji, a Yuqing second-level cultivator, contend with this?

Murong Ji's mouth twitched, and then he smiled foolishly: "What is your strength? What is my strength? And what can I do to help you? Stop it."

Poison Boy thought about it carefully, and in his mind he had already started planning how to make them meet. After hearing what Murong Ji said, his thoughts changed, "Then tell me, who taught you this skill?"

"Third Young Master! The Third Young Master of Aolai Country! Go ask it yourself!"

Poison Boy: “…”

Seeing him holding on to his words and not letting go, he felt helpless. Suddenly, the Poison Boy laughed, "Okay, very good. I'll give you two choices now, one is to help me, the other is..." "One! One! It has to be one." Murong Ji grabbed the corner of the Poison Boy's clothes tightly. The third young master of Aolai Kingdom is a big deal. No matter what... he has to survive first...

The Poison Boy raised his lips slightly. He was very satisfied with Murong Ji's desire to survive. "There is a person whose strength has not improved for a long time. I have thought of many ways, but there is no way..."

"I want to give up but I can't bear to. I feel it's pointless to continue training him. How about you help me teach him and turn him into a great demon king? That will be the fulfillment of our agreement. "

Murong Ji's mouth twitched: "Great Demon King, you really dare to let me, a rookie who has just started practicing, train something..."

As he spoke, Murong Ji saw the Poison Boy's fist raised, and he immediately shut up. There is no human rights! "Okay, okay, the Great Demon King is the Great Demon King. Don't blame me if you can't cultivate him!"

"By the way, you should give me some financial support!"

The Poison Boy suddenly smiled, as if his evil plan had succeeded, and then he said calmly: "This is the Xiao family's farm. If you need anything, just take it. I will wait for your good news..."

The next moment, several Dao League disciples flew over the heads of Murong Ji and the other man...

Murong Ji subconsciously shrank his neck. Escape... is not a fun game. Besides, he doesn't need to temper himself by escaping...

After avoiding the detection of the Dao League disciples above his head, Murong Ji turned his head and was stunned for a moment. Where is the monkey? ! The dead monkey is gone! !
Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji walked hurriedly towards the village below. Without thinking about anything else, he first had to find an animal to transport him, otherwise with his legs and feet, he wouldn't be able to walk far in a day.

After hiding for half a month.

Murong Ji sat on the stolen calf and covered his face with his hands, changing his appearance to that of himself in the Zhu Xian world.

After finishing it, Murong Ji felt a little confused again. He was originally a homebody and now he had to travel around the world and he couldn't adapt.

[Why not find a place with nice mountains and water to practice peacefully... Anyway...]

As soon as the idea came to his mind, Murong Ji suppressed it. In the past half month, he had tried to find a suitable place to practice, but unfortunately, they were all found by the disciples of the Taoist Alliance.

He just didn't believe that there was no trickery from that dead monkey...

Murong Ji sighed lightly, lowered his head in some sorrow, and looked at his small hands and feet. Isn't this embarrassing for the child? Besides, hurrying on the road would delay his practice, and with the disobedient cow...

"ox?"

Murong Ji reacted instantly and looked up, and saw the calf following a caravan, stealing their food and grass...

He... has no money to compensate!

“Whoa!! Whoa!!”

Murong Ji hurriedly tried to grab the reins, but the calf was so stubborn that he couldn't pull it with his limited strength. "You dead bull, are you going to turn the tables?"

I was struggling with the calf when I turned around and saw more than a dozen people surrounding me and the calf...

He looked at them with a bad look, as if Murong Ji had stolen their food rations... or as if he had actually stolen their food rations...

[Do you want to fight the bull and run away? 】

His only property now is this cow. He is only seven years old, how can he have any strength to walk? He relies entirely on this cow for support...

Before he could say anything to beg for mercy, a loud noise came from behind the crowd. Looking up, Murong Ji could not see anything, everything was blurry.

Suddenly, a path was made in the crowd, and a veiled woman walked over.

"Madam, look at this..." The leading steward stepped forward and bowed to ask for instructions.

The woman just glanced at him, then her eyes fell on Murong Ji's eyes, her pupils suddenly shrank, and then she said, "Take him back."

Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he ran into someone from the Dao League? !

"Please forgive me, Madam. I..."

Before she could finish her words, the woman had already turned and left. Several big men surrounded Murong Ji aggressively...

Trapped tightly, Murong Ji was not panicking. Looking at the disciple who carried him to the car, Murong Ji asked, "Big brother, you see I am in such a state, can you tell me which team this is?"

The man looked at Murong Ji coldly, then turned away without saying much.

Murong Ji: "..."

After being caught, Murong Ji was not panicked. He took a look at his calf, which followed behind the truck he was riding in, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

My mind relaxed, and fatigue swept over me unconsciously. In my dreams, I always felt a little girl sobbing...

(End of this chapter)