Chapter 695 Why don’t you go to Bijian Lake
Butler Fei had his hands behind his back, holding a sword upside down in his hand.

"You must be Butler Fei, a great benefactor to our family. Please don't make things difficult for us."

Tushan Rongrong's voice is always so gentle, but all eyes are on Murong Ji, tender and affectionate.

If looks could become reality, Tushan Rongrong's looks would be enough to drown Murong Ji to death.

"Tushan Rongrong, we know you. You... should be his apprentice, or the eldest disciple!" Butler Fei took a few steps forward with a serious expression.

"You should know what the eldest disciple means to our human race."

As he was talking, several Dao Alliance family heads landed on the surrounding houses, including Old Madam Qing, the head of the Wen family, and the head of the Li family...

Each of these people is an expert in the Taoist Alliance, and they surrounded Tushan Rongrong in the middle.

But the pressure is not small.

"Yes, I am his apprentice. He put a lot of effort into teaching me." Tu Shan Rongrong gently stroked Murong Ji's cheek, then held his face and kissed him lightly.

Only when Murong Ji was injured could she be so presumptuous and he would not reject her.

Butler Fei frowned, "In that case, you should know that there can be no private love between a master and a disciple. To the human race, that is called incest. Chen Mi's spine will be broken by someone."

"How do you expect him to manage the entire Dao League in the future? How can he win the support of the people?"

Tu Shan Rong Rong held Murong Ji in her arms, looked at Butler Fei and said slowly: "I am from the demon race, how can the etiquette of the human race control me? Besides, I know my master best, he has never looked down on the Taoist Alliance."

"Why would he care about what you think of him? He should be the one setting the rules for you. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who disobey me will perish. This is him."

Tu Shan Rongrong smiled and looked at the people around her, not caring at all. Then she slowly opened her eyes and asked, "Mr. Fei, is there anyone or a demon in the human race who can heal his injuries?"

Butler Fei remained silent. It was obvious.

Tushan Rongrong then said, "We Tushan have a close relationship with Bijian Lake. We can ask Cui Yuling to treat him personally. As long as he can live, he will not be able to escape from the Taoist Alliance. What do you think?"

Butler Fei was silent for a long while and didn't say anything.

"Old Fei, don't be confused! If he died unclearly, we..." Patriarch Wen reminded.

"That's enough!" Madam Qing chuckled, "Put away your little thoughts. You're old, and you're not ashamed!"

“You… ouch!”

Steward Fei looked up and saw that Wang Quanshouzhuo had fallen into a state of decline. If the stalemate continued, more resources would be consumed, and there was a fear that the Taoist Alliance would be unstable by then.

"Leader, we have reached an agreement with Tushan!" Butler Fei shouted loudly.

The two people in the sky quickly separated, and Wang Quan Shouzhuo landed on the city wall again. He put away his sword and stood in front of the wall, his face pale and silent.

Tushan Honghong slowly landed beside Huang Shiren, calmly and gently.

Not long after, Cui Yuling landed beside Tushan Rongrong, took a few steps forward, put her hand on Murong Ji's pulse, and was about to inject her demonic power into his body.

The shadow of the bell floating in front of Murong Ji's chest made a buzzing sound.

The demonic power of the Emerald Jade Spirit was shattered and turned into specks of silver light, which merged into Murong Ji's blood and energy and completely turned into his true essence.

Cui Yuling was startled, somewhat stunned, and couldn't tell what she felt for a moment. It was like encountering a thousand-year-old turtle and shrinking back, with no idea where to start.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Tu Shan Rongrong's worried eyes. It seemed that she wanted to ask about his injuries, but the occasion was not right, so she did not ask.

Cui Yuling shook her head slightly and said calmly, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

Tu Shan Rongrong's face looked a little heavy. She nodded but didn't say much.

Huang Shiren ignored him, looked at everyone, and walked towards the city gate in front, walking past Butler Fei without any scruples.

The group passed by Butler Fei and their paths crossed.

Suddenly, Butler Fei said, "When Chen Mi wakes up, please tell him that my daughter Wang Quanzui will marry into the Chen family at an auspicious time after she recovers from her injuries. She will be his legal wife in the future."

Tu Shan Rongrong's face froze, her whole body became stiff, her breathing slowed down, and she remained silent for a long time and stopped talking.

The demonic energy around him was faintly spreading, and he was on the verge of going berserk.

"Rongrong?!"

Tushan Honghong called out softly, and it seemed that she had called Tushan Rongrong back to her senses, which made him let out a long breath.

A smile appeared on the originally solemn face again, "I got it, I will definitely convey it." At that moment, Tushan Rongrong thought a lot. Murong Ji was a human being with a short life. Now he has become an adult and has reached the age of marriage.

His abilities must be passed down through blood, because only blood can perfectly inherit his power.

This is something that cannot be done between a master and his apprentice.

But what should Tushan Rongrong do? What can she do? No matter what, these people from the Dao League will definitely try their best to make Murong Ji leave his bloodline.

How to stop it? A thief can steal for a thousand days, but you can never be on guard against thieves for a thousand days.

According to the age of the demon race, she is only over 200 years old, far from the marriageable age, let alone pregnancy.

The gestation period of the demon race is as long as a hundred years, which only happens once in a lifetime. Many times, the demon race hardly even survives the gestation period and dies in various ways.

If you really encounter a monster in the gestation period, you will try every means to give birth to the child.

Even so, children are extremely rare in the demon tribe. The birth of every demon child is almost always a great joyous event.

Most of the demon tribes nowadays are born fairies, and not many of them can actually give birth to offspring.

Coming back to her senses, Tushan Rongrong looked down at Murong Ji in her arms, feeling a little bitter.

She had no status in many things, let alone the ability to refuse.

After leaving the city and walking a long way, Tushan Honghong hugged her sister with some distress and comforted her softly, "Murong Ji has very high standards and is devoted to the pursuit of truth. He may not be able to look down on the little girl from Wang Quan's family."

"Sister, I'm fine." Tushan Rongrong's voice was still gentle. She hugged Murong Ji tightly, rode on Huang Shiren's back, and let out a long breath.

"Let's go back to Tushan quickly." After saying that, Tushan Rongrong turned to look at Huang Shiren, "Junior brother, I know that Master has taught you a footwork that is comparable to that of the Samoyed in the north."

Tushan Rongrong's voice suddenly changed, becoming as enchanting and charming as a devil, with a tongue as heavy as stone.

Huang Shiren's steps were still steady. He was silent for a long time before he said, "Master told me before that Tushan is like a tiger's den now. He told me not to take him there if I can. Now I really don't want to go back to Tushan with you guys."

Tu Shan Rongrong was startled, a little surprised. First, Huang Shiren was not affected by the tongue of respect, and second, Murong Ji's words. She lowered her head and glanced at the person in her arms.

[It seems like he has been prepared for a long time, or... is he planning something? ]

Tu Shan Rongrong thought about it carefully. According to her intelligence, the Masked Group acted on impulse and Murong Ji would not have a plan.

[Then there is something else...]

With a sudden change of mind, Tu Shan Rongrong's smile became meaningful.

"So, you want to watch your master die? I am a good brother who respects my teacher." Tu Shan Rongrong's voice suddenly became extremely gentle, as if everything was under control.

After a long silence, Huang Shiren paused and said, "You have to promise me that after you go to Tushan, you will not plot against Master. If... you can't do it, I will take Master back to Chenjiazhuang."

"Okay, I promise you." Tu Shan Rongrong narrowed her eyes and smiled slowly.

"You swear, Master taught you how to swear an oath. You must have learned the forbidden spell before! If you break your promise, the forbidden spell will melt your brain."

Tushan Rongrong suddenly opened her eyes, her aura slowly rolled throughout her body, green demonic energy continued to linger, the strength of the Demon King was clearly visible at this moment.

"Are you... provoking me? My good junior brother!"

Huang Shiren's eyebrows darkened slightly, and the Wuding Flying Ring on his hoof vibrated slowly, "Just say whether you agree or not!"

The ochre-colored spiritual energy around his body surged continuously, resisting Tushan Rongrong's pressure without any fear.

Even the ground under Huang Shiren's feet was wriggling unconsciously, as if it could be lifted up at any time to suppress Tu Shan Rongrong.

He has followed Murong Ji the longest, and has learned the most sophisticated skills. He can overwhelm others with force. But he is the Great Demon King, and with his skills and magic weapons, it is not certain that he can do that!

Over the years, he had practiced with Murong Ji from time to time, and learned many moves from him. He had practiced the Tianshan Zhemei Hand to perfection!
Tushan Honghong slowly leaped up, the Qiankun Mirror in her hand vibrated slightly, and the bells on her body rang slowly along with the demonic energy around her. The atmosphere between the few people instantly solidified, and a battle was about to break out.

Cui Yuling looked at this, then looked at that, casually pulled Tushan Honghong aside, and said softly, "The disagreements between the senior and junior sisters are their own business no matter what, we two sisters should not get involved, hahahaha."

Cui Yuling laughed awkwardly, and after comforting Tushan Honghong, she stood aside and watched the show. After a while, there was no sign of the two people fighting. For some reason, she felt a little disappointed, but this did not affect her doing a favor.

"Well, why don't you go to Bijian Lake? It's on my territory, so there shouldn't be any problem. Haha, haha."

There was another round of awkward laughter, but no one agreed with Cui Yuling.

The atmosphere became a little tense again. Cui Yuling's smile faded slightly, and she suddenly remembered what Tu Shan Rongrong had told her before they came to pick up Murong Ji:
"Once there is a disagreement between us, Sister Cuiyu, you will be needed to smooth things over. No matter if it is by deception or trickery, you must get the master to Tushan, or...Bijian Lake. It doesn't matter."

(End of this chapter)