Chapter 8: : Get it back by yourself!

Murong's house, martial arts field.
At this moment, it was full of clansmen belonging to the Murong family, from the patriarch Murong Changqing and a big elder to every young Murong child, all gathered in the martial arts field.
Surprise flashed across the faces of the young Murong children, and there was a lot of discussion in twos and threes. It seemed that something that made them excited, but as they talked, Dao Dao's eyes always swept toward the man sitting alone on the martial arts stage A figure was full of envy and excitement.
Murong Binglan, who was surrounded in the center like the stars, also projected her beautiful eyes tightly on the figure, but her blushing lips were bitten by it!
"Ye Wuque, dare to humiliate me! You trash wait, today is the day when Brother Tian will trample you under your feet!"
The figure was sitting alone, a round of pale silver moon floating and sinking behind him, a powerful breath rushing, his handsome face closed his eyes slightly, but the corners of his mouth slightly cocked, it was Murong Tian.
At this moment, Murongtian was equally excited and eager!
"I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it. I thought I would have to wait another year, but the Hundred Cities War, which lasted for nearly a hundred years in three years, came ahead of schedule. I am the first genius of the Murong family in the main city of Longguang. I, Murongtian, must be among the places in the Hundred Cities War that Long Guang played!
"As far as I know, all those who are eligible to participate in the Hundred Cities War will be fully trained by the main city’s lord, which will make the strength even further before the battle, and if they can get a certain amount of Achievements, you will get unexpected rewards!"
Thinking of this, even the scheming Murongtian couldn't help but tremble slightly, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and there was a sense of surprise in it, but it seemed to think of something, Murongtian's eyes moved and became cloudy. Vicious.
"It has been a month since Ye Wuque’s trash fight with me to this day. No matter whether he appears or not, I will get the blood dragon jade. When I obtain the good fortune in the blood dragon jade, I will be cultivated by the city lord of Longguang. My realm and combat power will surely skyrocket again! What is the little Murong family worth? This one hundred city battle is the moment when my Murongtian became famous throughout the East!"
Unlike Murong Tian, ​​who was in agitated mood, Murong Changqing and several elders, who were sitting behind the performance stage, were sitting in distress, but their expressions were different.
Murong Baishi's old face was dry, a pair of hazy eyes circled on his grandson Murongtian on the martial arts field, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.
And Murong Changqing, the Patriarch of the Murong Family, even though his face looks expressionless, but his heart is equally uneasy.
"How could the first event in the East, the triennial Hundred Cities War be held in advance? Three days ago, I received a letter from City Lord Longguang that he would visit my Murong's house three days later. It seems that Murongtian is indispensable for this time. Up."
As the Patriarch of the Murong family, Murong Changqing's children were eligible to participate in the Hundred Cities War. He was naturally happy, but Murong Changqing, who thought of another matter, was greatly diminished by the joy in his heart.
A month ago, Ye Wuque used the blood dragon jade as a bet to make an appointment with Murong Tian, ​​and it happened that today was the day of the appointment.
"Wuqian, what do you think in your heart."
With a sigh in his heart, even though Murong Changqing loved Ye Wuque very much, the child adopted by the Murong family since childhood, as the head of the Murong family, there were several pairs of eyes staring behind him, and there were some things that could not be determined by his preferences.
Murong Changqing even remembered what the person told him and the Murong elders when he left ten years ago.
"This jade is called the Blood Dragon Jade. It will give the monk who has just broken through the mortal-washing realm an unexpected good fortune. I leave it to Wuxia. Please give it to him when Patriarch Murong is 18 years old or when he breaks through the mortal washing."
After saying this, the man floated away.
"If you give it to me privately, why is it in front of everyone? Well, maybe in your eyes, then the dazzling young man will naturally get this jade, but often the day fails. Who would think of it? The child without a lack..."
A few sighs made Murong Evergreen feel more pity for Ye Wuque, but he couldn't keep the blood dragon jade for Ye Wuque.
Obviously, Murong Changqing is also not optimistic about Ye Wuque's engagement with Murong Tian.
.......In the sky a few miles east of Murong’s house, two people are sprinting through the sky at this moment. One of them is a majestic middle-aged man with his hands behind his back. , His eyes were calm, and there was a faint aperture of Yuanli within three feet of his body.
Within the scope of this aperture, a girl with a cold temperament and stunning face followed closely behind.
Their destination is exactly where Murong's family is.
........And just in the air hundreds of miles away from the two men, a huge bird and beast stretched its wings and walked forward. On the back of the bird and beast sat two young Figure.
Sitting in the front is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. This boy is dressed in a cyan robe with a cyan auspicious cloud embroidered on the edge of the robe. His eyes are slightly closed, and his body is surrounded by cyan vigorous vitality. Living in the heaven and earth, a vast breath rises into the sky!
"Om"
With a light tremor, the green-robed youth suddenly stood up from the back of the bird and beast, the lingering cyan vitality slowly dissipated, an incomparable face was revealed, his eyes were as numerous as stars, and the light inside was twinkling, and his slender body was tall and strong. .
At this moment, the other person who was sitting behind the Qingpao boy opened his eyes.
This is a peculiar woman, although she looks like fifteen or six years old, but she exudes a lightness, as if she is from the nine heavens, her eyes are extremely indifferent, and only when she sweeps the Qingpao boy did she flash a wave .
"Om"
Under the gaze of the light-spirited woman, the aura of the Qingpao boy suddenly climbed to the extreme, and then the whole body trembled, and a golden crescent moon appeared behind the Qingpao boy!
Just as the golden crescent moon appeared behind the Qingpao boy, an old figure suddenly appeared on the tail of the bird and beast without a third person. The old man was dressed in a pale yellow martial arts robe. He was of ordinary build and appearance, just a pair of seemingly uncommon. There seemed to be a ghostly disillusionment in the non-fluctuation eyes.
The old man looked at the Qingpao boy, and there was an undisguised admiration and amazement within him!
"Seventh realm of Xifan, Master Lie is only fifteen years old this year, and he has already stepped into the seventh realm of Xifan, and he has already stepped into the seventh realm of Xifan. He is indeed one of the most powerful disciples of this generation in the shrine! Well, when Master Lie reaches that realm, he will be more sure."
"Om"
The wings of the birds and beasts raised, and the speed was extremely fast. The Qingpao boy stood with his hands in his hands and cast his gaze on the vast ground below. Then he narrowed his eyes, and an aura that made the linger woman feel strange behind him slowly flowed.
"Ten years, I never thought I would come to Dongtu again. The battle that year made me unforgettable, but I didn't expect you to be abandoned. It really disappointed me."
.......The time passed bit by bit, but everyone in Murong's family was not impatient and still waiting quietly.
At this moment, Murong Changqing's expression suddenly changed, his eyes cast to the horizon, and then he stood up. Several elders beside him also noticed almost at the same time, and stood up as well.
A peaceful middle-aged man's laughter suddenly resounded in the ears of every Murong child present.
"Patriarch Murong, don't come here unharmed, the city owner took the liberty to visit, and please take care of Patriarch Murong, hahahaha..."
As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged man appeared on the martial arts arena out of thin air, nodding towards Murong Changqing's direction.
"Hahahaha..... The words of City Master Qi really broke my Murong's house. City Master Qi's visit to my Murong's house is really brilliant!"
Murong Changqing held his hands in a bow, and the middle-aged man in front of him was Qi Shilong, the lord of Longguang City!
While Qi Shilong and Murong Changqing were greeting each other, the eyes of the entire Murong family's younger generation were focused on the cool-tempered and beautiful girl who appeared with Qi Shilong.
"My God! Who is this woman? She is so beautiful?"
"You unseen guys, she doesn't even know that this is the eldest Miss Lin Yingluo of the Lin family, one of the three major families in the main city of Longguang!"
"Lin Yingluo? Is that Lin Yingluo who defeated the three of the same rank and won in the end?"
"Strong strength, looks even better than Miss Binglan! What a goddess!"
....... Murong Binglan, who was originally surrounded by many Murong children like stars, heard these comments, and then looked at Lin Yingluo, who had a cold temperament, with her red lips curled, and a little tasteful.
"What's so great! Humph!"
Lin Yingluo didn't seem to hear a word about Murong's disciple. Her cold eyes scanned the surroundings, and she finally fixed herself on Murong Tian who had stood up from the performance stage.
Seeing Lin Yingluo's gaze swept, Murong Tian's heart was lifted, and a perfect smile was revealed. Behind him, the pale silver moon was beating, and he looked like Lin Yingluo.
The expressionless Lin Yingluo only glanced at Murong Tian and then withdrew her gaze, which made Murong Tian a little embarrassed for a while.
After some greetings, Qi Shilong went straight to the subject.
"Patriarch Murong, this time my first event in the East Turkistan, the Hundred Cities War, has started ahead of schedule. This city lord has been ordered by the first main city. I, Long Guang, will have three places this time. This city lord has no children and is alone. It just so happens. My Longguang has three big families, and these three places are naturally selected by your three big families."
Immediately, Qi Shilong looked at Lin Yingluo and smiled: "This little girl from the Lin family is one, where is Murongtian from your Murong family?"
Murong Changqing heard Qi Shilong's question and smiled back: "Tian'er has been waiting here for the city lord to arrive."
Hearing Qi Shilong mentioning his name, Murong Tian immediately clasped his fists to give a salute, and replied in a deep voice, "If you return to the city lord, Murong Tian is here."
"Oh? You are Murongtian, um, at a young age, you have condensed Soul Yue and stepped into the first Heroic Realm of the Seven Great Realms of Xifan. You are really talented."
Qi Shilong praised Murong Tian.
"City Lord Xie praised Murong Tian for having the opportunity to participate in the Great War of Hundred Cities this time. The city owner gave me this opportunity. Murong Tian is extremely grateful."
Standing behind Murong Changqing, Murong Baishi smiled like a chrysanthemum at the moment. With the cultivation of City Lord Longguang, Murong Tian's strength will go further, and perhaps another breakthrough is not impossible.
You know, even among all the city masters of the 100 major cities in the East, Longguang City Master Qi Shilong is ranked in the top ten. It is said that Qi Shilong has broken through the seven realms of Xifan and reached another level.
However, the Patriarchs of the three major families in the main city of Longguang are still in the Heavenly Chong Realm of the Seventh Realm of Xifan.
"Well, the little Nizi of the Lin family, and you, are the last kid from the Sima family. Murongtian, you and the little Nizi of the Lin family will come to Sima's house with me again, and wait for the three of you to gather, this city lord I will try my best to cultivate you for a month, and one month later, it will be the day when the Hundred Cities War begins.
These words fell in Murongtian's ears, making him ecstatic, but Murongtian suppressed the joy in his heart, but took a deep breath and said: "Everything is only based on the instructions of the city lord, but Murongtian still There is something to ask for."
Murongtian's words made the entire Murong family a little strange for a while. At such a pass, does Murongtian have any more requirements.
Hearing Murong Tian's words, Murong Baishi's eyes flashed with secrets, but Murong Changqing had a faint feeling in his heart.
"Oh? The three of you will fight for my Longguang and win honor for my Longguang. Naturally, this city lord will try his best to satisfy you. What are your requirements?"
Qi Shilong did not refuse Murong Tian's request, but agreed with a smile.
Qi Shilong's reaction caused the last stone in Murong Tian's heart to fall, and the language that had been organized in his heart was now fully revealed.
"In return to the city lord, what Murong Tian asked for was to ask the city lord to speak for me to get back from the lord what belonged to me. This item is unique to my Murong family and cooperates with my Murong’s family biography "Hao Tian Jin". It can greatly increase my combat power in a short period of time! It's just that this thing was given to another person ten years ago because the owner owed someone a favor!"
Speaking of this, Murongtian sneered in his heart: "Ye Wuque, your blood dragon jade? From now on, the blood dragon jade is my Murongtian thing!"
Hearing Murong Tian's words, Murong Changqing's face immediately sank. Obviously, he did not expect that Murong Tian would say this at this time.
Moreover, the description of the blood dragon jade as belonging to the Murong family completely reverses the right and wrong.
Just when Murong Changqing was about to deny it, Murong Baishi took the lead in speaking: "City Lord Qi, what Tianer said is true. The old man knows that the owner of the family has a kind heart, because he owed someone a love in the past, and he couldn't wipe it off. So he promised this thing to a boy who has long been abolished. But now the Hundred Cities War is about to begin, every time Tian'er is strong, his performance in the Hundred Cities War will be even better. This thing also asks City Lord Qi to speak. Find it back for Tian'er. Evergreen, you are the Patriarch of Murong's family!"
Murong Tian smiled, and he was holding the winning ticket. All Murong Baishi's words fell in Qi Shilong's ears.
Murong Baishi's words made Murong Changqing's heart irritated, but he had to admit that the two words of his grandparents at this time made the whole thing completely deviated from the direction and the direction that Murong Tian expected.
Moreover, as the Patriarch of the Murong family, Murong Baishi's last sentence was clearly addressed to him, which made Murong Changqing fall into silence for a while.
Is it to take care of a waste, or to fulfill Murong's hope.
After Qi Shilong heard the words of the two, he naturally didn't know the cause of this, but if he could be the lord of a city, how could Qi Shilong be a general generation!
He smiled and said to Murong Changqing, "Patriarch Murong, this was originally a family affair for your Murong family. This city owner shouldn't have interrupted, but at the moment it is involved in a hundred-city war, so the city owner has to say this. The city lord only asks Patriarch Murong two questions."
"First, in whose hands this object will play a greater role? Second, can the person you promised to use this object now?"
Two questions were raised, Qi Shilong waited to answer.
The entire Murong family fell into silence at this moment, as if waiting for Murong Changqing's answer.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Murong Changqing made a decision and sighed: "As the city lord said, there are some old things involved in this, and it is indeed best to give to Tianer now. However, this thing, It's not..."
Murong Changqing hadn't finished speaking yet, suddenly a clear long roar came from a distance!
"Uncle Changqing, take back all your own things by yourself! Murongtian, the January appointment, today Ye is here, if you want a face, come to fight!"
With pale golden Yuanli lingering around him, Ye Wuque finally arrived at this moment, the young man carrying a long black box on his back, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and his vigor is infinite!
"Wuwuwei? It's wuwei! He really appeared!"
"Yes, I thought he was afraid to come! What is on his back?"
"It doesn't matter what he does, what happens when he comes, it's not asking for trouble!"
...
Seeing Ye Wuque’s sudden appearance, Murong Tian’s face darkened, and his eyes flashed with chill: "Ye Wuque, I didn’t think you really dared to come, this rubbish! I originally wanted to get the blood dragon jade effortlessly, since you are looking for death, then No wonder I am!"
"City Lord, this person is robbing the waste that originally belonged to me. He actually appeared today. I will fight him in a fair fight. The winner will get the blood dragon jade! Please also the city lord to be a witness!"
"Om"
The pale silver soul moon throbbed, Murong Tian drummed his whole body cultivation base, and the tyrannical fluctuations of the heroic realm swept one side!
"Boom"
The rushing Ye Wuque stepped on the ground, his body leaped high, and swept across the martial arts field, ten feet away from Murong Tian!
The scene in front of me happened extremely quickly, which was beyond everyone's expectations.
Murong Baishi's old face sank, and Murong Changqing sighed secretly: "No matter, this is my own choice, just let him go. If he loses, I will keep him safe and secure."
Qi Shilong was slightly surprised at this moment. He looked at the boy who appeared suddenly, and his heart moved: "Ye Wuque, is that the kid who made a great storm ten years ago? He is said to have been abandoned, and now it seems that it is not like the spread."
"Ye Wuque, the blood dragon jade will be my Murongtian thing from now on, and you, rest assured to be your waste."
Vicious and indifferent words rang out from Murong Tian's mouth, and the white Yuanli filled his whole body. He stared at Ye Wuque as if he was looking at another ant.
Murong Binglan under the stage of performing martial arts also clenched her delicate hands into a fist at this moment, her clenched red lips were white, her delicate face flashed with evil spirits, and she stared at Ye Wuque steadily: "Brother Tian, ​​take care of me. he!"
There is nothing else in his eyes, his heart is hot, Ye Wuque looks solemn, golden red blood trickles, and the holy way's fighting spirit is surging!
Murongtian, I am here, Ye Wuque. Blood Dragon Jade, what belongs to me, I take it back by myself!