Travel through the heavens

In the room, Fang Muye, Lei Hong and Lei Qianhu were sitting around the table.

Lei Hong and Lei Qianhu saw that Fang Muye's temperament was even more extraordinary now, like an immortal, so they naturally expected that he must have made further progress in his cultivation after coming out of seclusion this time, so they congratulated Fang Muye one by one: "Congratulations, Brother Fang, on your great progress in martial arts."

Fang Muye smiled and said, "Fortunately, I have gained something. I wonder how long I spent in this retreat?"

When he broke through the realm, Fang Muye was in a confused state the whole time, not knowing when the sun and moon were. But when he saw Lei Qianhu and looked at his complexion, he knew that he had fully recovered, and he guessed that a long time must have passed.

Lei Qianhu replied: "It has been more than two months."

Fang Muye smiled and said, "So much time has passed. In the blink of an eye, I have been in Leijiabao for almost three months. Brother Hong and Brother Qianhu are here, so I will take my leave of you two."

Lei Qianhu was stunned: "Brother Fang is leaving?"

Fang Muye nodded and said, "When you are quiet for a long time, you will want to move. It's time to go out for a walk."

Lei Hong thought for a moment and asked, "When will Brother Fang set off? Qianhu and I will give him a farewell party."

Lei Qianhu also said: "That's right. After this separation, I don't know when we will meet again. I must drink three hundred cups with Brother Fang."

Fang Muye laughed and said, "It is rare that Brother Hong and Brother Qianhu are so kind, I would be disrespectful to refuse. I will bother you for a meal today, and then I will leave."

It was almost noon at this time, and Lei Qianhu immediately arranged for the disciples of Leimen to prepare a banquet to see Fang Muye off. I will not go into details about what happened in between.

After the banquet, Lei Hong and Lei Qianhu escorted Fang Muye straight to the gate of Leijiabao, and the three of them said goodbye.

Looking at the direction where Fang Muye left, Lei Hong suddenly murmured: "Qianhu, we seem to have forgotten something important."

Lei Qianhu asked in surprise: "What important matter?"

Lei Hong was silent for a long while before he uttered one word: "Money."

Yes, it’s money.

When Fang Muye first traveled to this world, he was lying in Lei Family Castle in a seriously injured state, with nothing else on him. When leaving Lei Family Castle, Lei Hong and Lei Qianhu did not think of preparing some travel expenses for Fang Muye, and Fang Muye naturally did not want to ask for it, so now he is penniless, but fortunately he has no money to spend.

Fang Muye's destination this time was Xueyue City, but he was not in a hurry to get there, so after figuring out the direction, he walked slowly and leisurely all the way, like a young man on a trip.

They walked like this for half a month. One night, Fang Muye was walking on a mountain path when he saw two people coming towards him.

One of them was a very beautiful woman, wearing a thin purple shirt, which showed off her graceful and elegant figure. The evening breeze gently blew up her long shirt, revealing her slender legs. The silver moonlight shone on her body, making her look as white as jade. With the faint rose fragrance emanating from her body, she looked like a fairy from the Moon Palace who had come to the earth.

The other one was a very burly man. He was wearing tight clothes and had a stern face. In his hand, he held a golden blade that was surprisingly large, like a door panel. He carried it on his shoulder and walked with the gait of a dragon or a tiger.

Fang Muye's heart moved, and he had guessed the identities of these two people, so he said: "Yue Ji, Ming Hou."

Although his voice was soft and he was several feet away from the two men, they heard it clearly and stopped immediately.

The woman smiled at Fang Muye. The faint fragrance of the rose seemed to become more gentle as she smiled, and her voice was also extremely gentle: "I didn't expect to meet someone who recognizes us in this desolate mountain and wilderness." Between her words, she clearly acknowledged the identities of the two of them.

Yue Ji was still smiling. She stretched out her hand to smooth her hair and asked, "Sir, have you seen us?"

Fang Muye shook his head: "I have never seen them, but I have heard of the name of the Killer King Group, which is ranked ninth on the Jianghu Killer List, a few times."

Yue Ji covered her mouth with her jade hands and chuckled, "Since Master Fang has heard of our name and still dares to accept our invitation, I think he must have great skills."

Fang Muye raised the golden card in his hand. It was square with only one word "death" written on it. It flew from Yue Ji's hand when she reached out to stroke her hair.

Fang Muye said helplessly, "Yueji smiled and sent the invitation, while Minghou was angry and killed people. I just happened to meet you two, and I have no grudges against you two. How could I trouble Miss Yueji to send the invitation? I should return it to you."

As he spoke, he flicked his finger and the golden note flew straight towards Yueji.

Yue Ji pinched the gold card between her fingers and put it in her sleeve. She smiled and asked, "In the middle of the night, in the wilderness, could this be a chance encounter?"

Fang Muye answered sincerely, "It was really just a chance encounter."

Yue Ji stared at Fang Muye's face, thinking about something. After a moment, she shook her head and said, "What a pity. Even if it's just a coincidence, our rule is that anyone who accepts the post must die. Young Master must know this, so it's better for you to leave your life here."

After saying that, she stretched out her hand and gently pulled at her waist. The silver belt flickered slightly and turned into a sword, flashing a cold light in the moonlight.

Then Yue Ji jumped up, her long gown fluttering. A purple shadow flashed, and her sword had crossed a distance of several feet. For a moment, the light was bright, and it carried a sharp sword energy and pierced Fang Muye's chest.

Fang Muye chuckled and asked, "Is this the Shu Yi Sword? It's a really good sword."

As he spoke, he had already put his fingers together in front of his chest, holding the sharp sword. The cold moonlight that gathered on the sword dissipated in an instant.

Yue Ji felt that the sword seemed to be wrapped by a huge force and could not move at all. She immediately leaned back and kicked Fang Muye in the chest. Her toes flashed with silver light, and there was actually an extremely thin sharp blade hidden inside.

Fang Muye was not panicked at all. He gently reached out his other hand and grabbed Yueji's ankle. He said helplessly, "I have no intention of fighting with the two of you. Why do you have to make a fuss, Miss Yueji?"

Yue Ji was extremely shocked at this time. She found that her ankle was grabbed and her internal strength was like a drop in the ocean. She could not use it at all. She realized that the opponent's martial arts was far superior to hers. Her life was now in the hands of the opponent.

Fang Muye looked at the restless Lord Ming and asked calmly, "I think Lord Ming has already known the truth about the murder of the red-clothed man in Wangyi Tower thirteen years ago, right?"

Ming Hou had already noticed that Yue Ji was captured, and was about to draw his sword to rescue her, but when he suddenly heard Fang Muye's question, he stopped immediately. His originally expressionless face suddenly became ferocious, and he stared at Fang Muye fiercely with murderous eyes.

His voice was very low and hoarse, as if it was forced out from his throat: "What do you know?"