Fantasy: Heavenly Dao Revolves Around Me

The whole plain fell into deathly silence!

The incomparably noble chariot has come to all the sky, and the mighty coercion enveloped it, making everyone dare not even breathe in an instant.

Thunder still roared under the dark sky.

Everyone was in panic, not understanding why there was such a terrifying existence in Wuyou Prefecture, let alone why it appeared here.

The heavy coercion really felt like the sky was falling to the practitioners below. They trembled and stared at the noble Che Luan in the sky that was more dazzling than the sun in fear.

"Brother Fu, is this

Those Sect disciples or royal nobles who used to be superior to others are doing the same behavior as the "mud legs" in their eyes.

The girl in the black skirt had a look of confusion on her face.

She thought of Fu Yong's previous performance, could it be that the one on the chariot is the other party's teammate who put on airs?

"E...?!"

Lu Wuyong couldn't believe it. Looking at Fu Yong's calm expression, he thought it was ridiculous at first.

Fu Yong, he is far inferior to his own guy in every aspect, and his father is just his own dog, how could this guy know such an existence?!

At this moment, the incomparably noble chariot slowly descended.

The four huge Demonic Beasts that were pulling gradually restrained their terrifying aura, exuding a low-browed and pleasing meekness, and in the tense eyes of everyone, a young and immature figure slowly walked out from the Luanjia.

However, no one dared to say anything at this moment.

Although the figure was young, it was one step at a time, as if it was directly in everyone's heart.

amazing!

Dazzling!

Under the bright sunshine, that young figure slowly descended, he stepped on the slanting sunlight, his face with red lips and white teeth was calm and quiet, but when he raised his eyebrows slightly under his gaze, the moment he raised his eyes made people The world lost its brilliance.

At this moment, everyone realized it.

The other party is probably the one who was born to be superior and more dazzling than anyone else...

As for the girl who came down from Luanjia afterwards, not many people paid attention to it.

"Little prince, City Lord Fu Shao is over there."

"Ok."

Fang Mingjing responded softly, "Let's go.

When he spoke, there was a strong smell of milk, and it was obvious that he had eaten a lot just now.

Jiang Muqin followed behind him.

Her Cultivation Base is very low, it is just the level of the early stage of the Yuan Realm. In these teams competing for the inheritance of the Jianxuan Tomb, I am afraid that it is really no better than a harmless rabbit

But she did take one of the two slots for [the key].

"Little Prince"

The coercion pervading between the heaven and the earth has dissipated a lot at this time, and everyone feels that the heavy pressure on their bodies is suddenly released, but no one dares to stand up first.

In the end, Fu Yong stood up slowly, with a slight respect on his face, and slightly bowed to Fang Mingjing.

Fang Mingjing didn't respond, but Jiang Muqin returned the salute slightly.

Other people around also got up slowly, they looked at Fang Mingjing cautiously, and then looked at Fu Yong eagerly, as if they were expecting the other party's introduction.

However, the atmosphere was quiet for a while.

suddenly,

Lu Wuyong seemed to have discovered something, and sneered at Fu Yong: "How can Master Gudao know such an existence? It turns out that it is a favor obtained by offering Mrs. Own."

What Lu Wuyong said made others look stunned, but Fu Yong's expression suddenly became embarrassing.

Seeing his reaction, Lu Wuyong secretly made up his mind.

As early as a few days ago, when Fu Yong refused to offer a place to enter the tomb, Lu Wuyong raised his mind because of this matter, and sent people to collect a lot of information about the other party's recent past.

Among them, because of the intentional concealment of the city lord of Jing'an, Lu Wuyong did not know the existence of Fang Mingjing and others, but he did know about Fu Yong's marriage to a lady from a good family.

Lu Wuyong didn't take this seriously at first.

But after seeing Jiang Muqin following Fang Mingjing, he suddenly "suddenly realized".

0...asking for flowers...

"...!"

Seeing the sarcasm on Lu Wuyong's face, Fu Yong's face suddenly became gloomy.

Although what the other party said was not the truth, it did step on his sore spot—as a man, was it possible that he didn't care about the fact that he was severely shaved off in front of everyone at the wedding banquet that day? ?

And although what Lu Wuyong said is not the truth, it is indeed the most reasonable and conclusive fact in the eyes of outsiders at the moment... So the people around looked at Fu Yong's eyes slightly changed.

"Is that so?"

"Hiss...the Young City Lord of Jing'an City is really ruthless for sending his newly married wife away in exchange for a future.

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"Hehe, the reason why everyone said that is mainly because there is no chance, otherwise, I'm afraid they will go too far than Senior Brother Fu, right?"

"I'm envious of Mrs. Jiang's good fortune"

There were quite a few people discussing going to the theater, and at the same time, some women were jealous of Jiang Muqin's good luck.

 …

Xiao Shengzi didn't explain either, he thought the scene was quite amusing, but he glanced at Jiang Muqin and found that the other party didn't care either.

At this time, there was a tremor in the void ahead,

Amidst the rumbling sound, the sea of ​​clouds in front of them surged fiercely, and this scene made everyone instantly refreshed.

The Jianxuan Tomb seems to be opening soon!

boom boom!!!

Restlessness and turmoil spread throughout the plain. Soon, amidst bursts of intense bangs, the surging sea of ​​clouds dissipated in an instant and turned into nothing, revealing the truth deeply hidden within.

—It was an ancient city.

I saw that in this vast world, an ancient city emerged from nothing, and suddenly stood at the end of the horizon, exuding a majestic momentum, and at the same time full of vicissitudes of time.

At this moment, the practitioners on the plain were completely boiling.

What kind of chariot, what kind of noble and extraordinary existence, these words may not really have much to do with them, but the inheritance in Jianxuan's tomb is something that each of them has a chance to fight for.