Chapter 785: The back-up plan before entering the game.

Murong Ji waved his hand, "What I want is not ordinary things. Since you know me, you should also know that I am a weapon refiner. If you have any requests, you can tell me. Magical weapons, elixirs, and exercises are all fine."

Qingtong thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out what she wanted. She said apologetically, "I don't think I want anything. If there is anything I want, it's that my young master be free."

Murong Ji was stunned, as if he remembered something. Something in his mind flashed away, and he could not ask any more questions. Then he heard Qingtong say: "Sir, if you have any requirements for cloth, you can tell me."

Murong Ji was silent for a moment, looking at the little spider spirit in front of him, frowning slightly, and then said, "That's good. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to my Qingyun Mountain. I will respond to your requests for anything, both human and demon."

Then he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, wrote down his requirements for the cloth on it, and handed it over.

Another finger pointed at Qingtong's brow, and a blue energy penetrated into her mind, making Qingtong feel cool. After a moment, images seemed to appear in front of her eyes.

For some unknown reason, I learned a technique.

"Practice this method first, and when you have mastered it, you can weave these two pieces of cloth. When you succeed, send me a message and I will come to pick them up in person. How do you think?"

Qingtong nodded, her face flushed. She was not stupid, she knew who Murong Ji was, and she knew that she had gained great benefits and had a strong backer.

No one can touch you before your cloth is woven.

Murong Ji looked up and saw a group of people coming out of Huangfeng City. Four people in the middle were carrying a sedan chair. The family emblem on that family was the Xiao family.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, stood on the mountain with his hands behind his back, and looked at the scene below with a frown.

The person sitting in the sedan was Xiao Fei.

[Are they planning to attract Jin Linglin's attention in front? Are they planning to arrange for someone in the city behind to send a communication flying sword to report the situation to Wang Quan Baiye outside?]

The group of people walked forward step by step, and Murong Ji noticed that a line of trenches had been drawn around the entire Huangfeng City.

It was marked with eight big characters: 'If the murderer is not handed over, anyone who steps out of bounds will be killed'.

When the Xiao family members walked to a hundred meters in front of the ravine, suddenly, a force of energy sent them flying.

"Protect the lady!!"

They were all practitioners. They quickly steadied their bodies in the air and landed slowly, and the sedan chair remained stable.

"It should be very clear from this angle! You are illiterate! Go back! Or die!" Jin Linglin's voice echoed around, filled with anger and murderous intent.

Murong Ji frowned slightly. He had some understanding of Jin Linglin. Although this guy was stubborn and arrogant, he was loyal and reasonable. Many things could be discussed calmly with him.

Of course, this does not include marrying Tu Shanhong.

However, he has always had a good reputation in Tushan, and his reputation in the nearby South Country is also not bad.

"Isn't he at the level of Demon King? How come he has become the Great Demon King now?!" Murong Ji frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

But he knew in his heart that it was most likely Feng Xi's doing.

Behind him, Qingtong stood respectfully, and seeing that Murong Ji did not react, she continued to weave the scroll with spider silk.

"Your Majesty, we are disciples of the Xiao family of the Taoist Alliance. We came to Huangfeng City a few days ago to collect herbs." Xiao Fei lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and said softly.

"We will never interfere in the feud between the king and Huangfeng City. Please do us a favor and let us leave first. How about that?"

In the distance, Murong Ji looked at Xiao Fei in the sedan chair below. His face was full of fatigue. He had been tormented a lot these days.

No longer paying attention to what was below, he turned his head to look in another direction. Tushan Yaya brought a few flower fairies to Huangfeng City.

Murong Ji turned his head again and looked towards the valley on the left. In the valley covered with loess forest, there should be two people hiding, with their sword intent not hidden at all.

A pair of pale eyes swept over, Murong Ji frowned slightly, and didn't wait for him to make any move.

The golden spirit scale below suddenly burst out with a powerful demonic energy, and suddenly turned into a giant red and gold python, rushing towards the people of the Xiao family.

Murong Ji raised his sword finger, and just as the sword energy was about to burst out, the golden spirit scale was kicked away by Tushan Yaya. The huge red-gold snake head flew backwards and turned into a human form in the air.

He fell to the ground and hit his head with a hammer before he finally reacted.

After being kicked by Tushan Yaya, he collapsed to the ground and didn't move.

The corner of Murong Ji's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. Tushan Yaya was indeed powerful. This attack could confuse the Great Demon King. No one else could do this.

Seeing that Jin Linglin stopped taking action, Murong Ji dissipated his sword energy and watched the situation develop below with his hands behind his back.

Jin Linglin seemed to tell them something and then disappeared from the spot.

Tushan Yaya was carried away by the flower demon. She looked a little embarrassed, but she was trying hard to stay still. Murong Ji sneered. Tushan Yaya's kick exhausted her demonic power and also injured her leg.

Everyone in the Xiao family was silent for a moment, turned around and saw a flying sword flying out of the city, then turned around and returned to Huangfeng City.

Murong Ji stood with his hands behind his back, watching the crowd disperse, and seemed to have just remembered Qingtong behind him. He flipped his hand and a rope appeared, the Immortal Binding Rope.

This immortal rope is not the common stuff in the hands of Chen family disciples, but Murong Ji made it for his own use. Once it is tied, as long as the demon power is sufficient, even the demon king will not be able to break free in a short time.

"This is my deposit. Don't forget about me." After giving this instruction, Murong Ji tapped his feet lightly and flew towards Huangfeng City below.

Qingtong wanted to call out to Murong Ji, but she was afraid to open her mouth. Murong Ji had a high reputation in both the human and demon worlds, and she could not easily offend such a powerful cultivator.

He picked up the immortal rope, looked at it carefully, and murmured, "It's not bad."

Murong Ji’s level of weapon refining is very high, so the magic weapon he takes out is naturally not an ordinary item.

Tying the rope around his waist, Qingtong walked towards the distance carrying the scroll.

Murong Ji landed at the gate of Huangfeng City, glanced at the tightly closed gate, tapped his feet lightly, rose from the ground again, and finally landed on the city wall.

"who!"

"Enemy attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the older Taoist priest next to him slapped the young Taoist priest on the head and said, "What enemy attack? See clearly first!"

Then, he led the Taoist priests guarding the city wall to come forward and pay their respects.

Murong Ji waved his hand, not wanting to pay attention. He walked down the city wall with his hands behind his back and headed towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Upon hearing that Murong Ji was coming, the top leaders of Huangfeng City hurried out to greet him.

Murong Ji glanced at the people at the entrance of the City Lord's Mansion, saw Xiao Fei's figure, stepped forward, bowed and saluted: "Sister-in-law."

"Thank you for the trip." Xiao Fei bowed slightly in return.

Murong Ji shook his head, put his hands behind his back and glanced at the senior officials of Huangfeng City, then said, "I want to see Jia Aoshuang's body."

The high-ranking officials of the City Lord's Mansion were stunned. Without further delay, someone led Murong Ji to the morgue.

As soon as Murong Ji moved, a large group of people followed him. Murong Ji looked back briefly and ignored them.

Inside the morgue.

Murong Ji came to Jia Aoshuang's body with a frown on his face.

At this time, Jia Aoshuang had changed into clean clothes and her complexion had been retouched.

The clues were destroyed, and it was not easy to find useful information. Murong Ji was furious. With so many people in the Dao League, couldn't they see the problem?

And let people move the corpse without permission!
As for rotting and stinking, there is no need to worry. The body of a monk is not easy to rot. As long as he practices, there will be residual spiritual power on his body. As long as the spiritual power is not dissipated, the body will not rot.

Murong Ji looked gloomy and checked the wounds on Jia Aoshuang's body. They were all sword wounds. With such obvious flaws, Murong Ji finally understood what these Taoists were trying to hide.

He looked back at the top leaders of Huangfeng City, a flash of surprise passed through his eyes, and then he remained silent.

But in his mind, he was constantly recreating the techniques and positions of using the sword.

He even deduced sword moves based on the spiritual power and traces left on the sword wound. He couldn't help but be shocked. This is the swordsmanship of the Wang Quan family!

No wonder! These people want to hide this information, but if it involves Wang Quan's family, things will become more complicated, and it may directly lead to a war between humans and demons.

Now both sides died in unclear circumstances. Jin Wuwei's couple and a child died in Huangfeng Ridge, and a disciple also died in Huangfeng City. None of them were clear and there was no solid evidence. No matter who came from the demon clan, it would be bad to make too much trouble.

However, once it is confirmed that the murderer is from the Wang Quan family, it will inevitably lead to a war between the human and demon races.

Murong Ji exhaled and looked at these people. He was still a little surprised in his heart. These people really had some skills.

In silence, Murong Ji walked out of the morgue and shook his head at Xiao Fei who was about to step forward to entrust him with something. Then, he flipped his hand and a square-shaped statue emerged, which Murong Ji dragged upwards.

In an instant, golden light burst out, and a formation enveloped the Huangfeng City for thousands of miles. Invisible pressure was instantly suppressed.

The Fulong Ding was heavy, and it carried the power of heaven and earth of Qingyun Mountain, suppressing all magic in the thousands of miles of Huangfeng City, and all magic had lost 70% of its power.

"You are..." Xiao Fei's face changed, and she was about to step forward to ask, but Murong Ji waved his hand to interrupt her.

"No need to say more. When Xiao Ning arrives, let him take charge of the Fulong Ding to suppress this place. Things are much more complicated than you think. There will inevitably be a big battle here, just in case."

"Tell Xiao Ning that no matter who it is, as long as they want to start a war, use the Fulong Ding to suppress them! The same goes for him...!"

Murong Ji did not say who this "he" was, but Xiao Fei knew clearly that he was talking about the royal power.

After giving the instructions, Murong Ji took off from the ground and flew towards the outside of Huangfeng City.

He fell into a deep ditch of yellow earth hundreds of miles west of the city. The two men in black were no longer there. He couldn't help but sigh, thinking that he had wasted time and lost the opportunity.

(End of this chapter)