"This kid has no sportsmanship! Let's all attack him!"

Seeing that Yang Jian had been successfully ambushed by Murong Fu,

The Six Friends of Meishan broke through their defenses, drew their swords, and surrounded Murong Fu.

Murong Fu raised an eyebrow and scanned them: "As direct descendants of the God of Law Enforcement, you can barely be considered as my subordinates. Are you planning a rebellion?"

"All of you, step back!"

Yang Jian covered his third eye, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Today is a personal matter between me and this person, you don't need to interfere!"

"Second Master..."

The six friends of Meishan were all somewhat hesitant.

Murong Fu beckoned to them, saying, "It's alright, all of you come at me together. No matter how many useless people there are, they're still just a rabble."

"you!"

Enraged, the group immediately took action.

Swords, spears, halberds, and all sorts of weapons.

Murong Fu remained unmoved, slowly drawing a circle with his hands, a Tai Chi diagram appearing above his head, mysterious and profound.

Numerous weapons struck the Tai Chi diagram, only to be met with an even stronger counterattack.

"ah!"

Several people screamed and were sent flying backward.

Yang Jian looked on in surprise, a flash of understanding crossing his eyes.

To break this Tai Chi diagram, one must either suppress it with force or use more ingenious and profound magic.

For example, the golden light that shot out from his third eye just now.

This Tai Chi diagram cannot rebound.

I was just careless and was successfully ambushed by Murong Fu.

Murong Fu glanced around again and said calmly, "You have committed treason. I will report this to the Jade Emperor. You can expect to be wanted."

"mean!"

"You despicable person..."

"..."

The Six Friends of Meishan dared not make a move again, and gathered behind Yang Jian, cursing and swearing.

Murong Fu waited until they stopped before saying, "Keep cursing, the Heavenly Prison and the Eighteen Levels of Hell await you."

These words were spoken.

The Six Friends of Meishan almost drew their swords on the spot again.

Yang Jian reached out to stop them, and said in a deep voice, "Murong Fu! You've won this time, but I will be back!"

"Coming and going as one pleases? Is this the law-enforcing deity?"

Murong Fu stared at him teasingly, "Then I'll visit your Guanjiang Estuary when I have time."

What do you want?!

Yang Jian said angrily.

Murong Fu shook his head. "Look, you're in a hurry again."

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

The Celestial Hound finally returned from thousands of miles away and barked wildly at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu glanced at it, then with a flick of his sleeve, unleashed another tremendous force, sending the Howling Celestial Dog flying tens of thousands of miles away once more.

Yang Jian frowned deeply; it seemed he wouldn't get away with it today.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Tell me, what do you want!"

"Not very good. From now on, you will obey my orders and become one of my generals!"

Murong Fu looked at him with a faint smile.

"Don't even think about it!"

These words were not spoken by Yang Jian, but by the Six Friends of Meishan.

They all glared at Murong Fu with hatred in their eyes.

"Unwilling?"

Murong Fu smiled, reached out and pulled Ao Cunxin close, then kissed her.

This kiss.

This enraged Yang Jian!

Kiss his lover in front of him!

Utter disgrace!

If I weren't still rational, I would have definitely struck with the knife.

Those soft lips were an eternity he could never reach.

finally.

Murong Fu released Ao Cunxin and turned to look at Yang Jian: "If you are unwilling, I will go to Guanjiang Estuary every day to make love with Cunxin."

The words fell.

Everyone gasped in shock.

To kill someone, you must also destroy their spirit!

This guy is ruthless!

The Six Friends of Meishan were ready to fight again: "This is outrageous!"

However.

Yang Jian stopped them again.

"As you wish!"

After saying this, Yang Jian walked out of the Dragon Palace without any expression.

Murong Fu muttered, "What a pity. I thought you would refuse. It was quite exciting."

He seemed to be muttering to himself, but he didn't lower his voice, so everyone could hear him clearly.

"..."

Yang Jian quickened his pace and left the Dragon Palace.

The six friends from Meishan followed in a disheveled state.

"Master, you..."

Just then, the Celestial Hound returned.

Before he could finish speaking, she flew away with him.

Yang Jian and his group left.

Ao Guang looked at the dilapidated Dragon Palace and was heartbroken.

Huge losses!

Murong Fu patted Ao Guang on the shoulder and said playfully, "Old Dragon King, you can go to Heaven and accuse Yang Jian."

"No... I wouldn't dare."

Ao Guang quickly bowed and waved his hand, his voice trembling slightly.

By appealing to the emperor, one could naturally obtain some compensation.

But what if Yang Jian starts visiting the Dragon Palace every few days? Would he still be able to be the Dragon King?

Murong Fu raised an eyebrow and said, "No, you want to sue, and you want to sue big time."

"ah?"

Ao Guang was a little confused. Erlang Shen had already agreed to become a general under Murong Fu, so why did he still need to file a complaint with the emperor?

Murong Fu smiled slightly, naturally to give Yang Jian something to do, with no other intention than simply for fun.

In the following days,

Murong Fu spent all his time in the Dragon Palace.

——

When leaving.

Three dragon maidens joined his side.

Dragons can not only be ridden, but also rode.

Yan Cai, Cun Xin, and Ting Xin, the three dragon girls, take turns being the mounts.

Murong Fu laughed and said, "Let me see where our journey to the West has reached."

Following the westward journey, they arrived at the Gao Lao Zhuang area and finally saw Tang Sanzang and his companions traveling leisurely.