Fantasy: Heavenly Dao Revolves Around Me

After the sword array was broken, the rumbling sound gradually subsided, and the whole space seemed to fall into silence at once.

After hesitating for a moment, Fu Yong walked up behind Fang Mingjing, Jiang Muqin and Yan Ganyu followed quickly, and then they saw a small door hidden in the shadows in the area ahead that was skipped by the moonlight. Door.

"There are a lot of Spiritual Qi fluctuations behind that door, maybe there is some kind of secret treasure."

Fu Yong showed a bit of joy on his face.

He took a careful look at Fang Mingjing, and seeing that he didn't make any sign, he stepped out and walked straight to the small door.

The door seemed to be made of ordinary iron, so it was completely impossible to conceal the extraordinary aura coming from behind the door. Fu Yong opened it with some caution, and what he saw made him startled at first, then ecstatically.

Behind the door stands a white sword stand.

On the sword platform, "Nine Zero Three" suspended three things: a sword, a Jade Slip, and a jade bottle.

The sword floating on the left side of the sword platform exudes a very sharp aura, and a faint spiritual light flows on it, which is quite extraordinary; the jade bottle on the right should contain some kind of Demonic Beasts Blood Essence, Fiery and vigorous power overflowed from the bottle, making the surrounding air filled with a burning sensation.

As for the Jade Slip, it is relatively common.

However, everyone present knew that the Jade Slip could be in the middle, it must be the most precious thing among all things......

Fu Yong subconsciously wanted to take a step forward, but before he actually stepped out, the expression on his face couldn't help but change—the test of the sword array before was completely broken by Fang Mingjing. , how could he have the qualifications to take these treasures?

Fu Yong stopped there.

"If you want it, take it and leave."

From the other party's uncertain face, Fang Mingjing could see his heart, Fang Mingjing only thought it was funny.

Does the other party really think he can see this thing?

Although the sword looks good, if he swung it hard once, it might be broken into pieces, and the Cultivation Technique or Martial Skill in Jade Slip is even more of a joke. As for the bottle of Demonic Beasts Blood Essence... he Why can't I figure out how to refine this kind of thing?

After Fu Yong was startled, he immediately couldn't hide the excitement on his face.

"Then I will thank the little prince first!"

He immediately boarded the sword platform, and couldn't wait to put the things into the storage ring.

Watching this scene, Yan Ganyu felt restless for a moment. She stared at Fu Yong's back, her eyes flickered for a while, but when Fang Mingjing looked over with a smile, she concealed it well.

It's as if she really doesn't care about these things at all.

"Let's go, there seems to be something more interesting outside."

Stretching, Fang Mingjing seemed to speak casually.

Fu Yong and Jiang Muqin didn't notice it at all, while Yan Ganyu's expression changed slightly, but seeing Fang Mingjing's happy and casual face when he turned around, he thought that he was really a little too sensitive.

soon.

After confirming that there was nothing missing in this tomb, the four of them walked back in the direction they came from.

Fang Mingjing is in a good mood.

When he was walking in the dark corridor, he seemed to have encountered something interesting, which made Fu Yong and the others feel a little puzzled... The change before and after can't be because of the tomb. These are the harvests that he can't see at all, right?

"The little prince seems to be in a very happy mood, but what kind of happy event suddenly happened?"

"Huh? Am I that obvious?"

As Fang Mingjing said, he laughed again, and said happily: "I just thought it would be interesting to meet people who wanted to rob us when we went out."

"How could the little prince say such a coincidence?"

"Really? But there are indeed many people around the exit."

Fang Mingjing's seemingly casual words made Yan Ganyu's face suddenly stiff.

Her steps froze there, but it was not conspicuous among the four of them, because after hearing Fang Mingjing's words, Fu Yong and Jiang Muqin were also stunned, and they also subconsciously stopped.

But Fang Mingjing was still walking towards the exit.

Yan Ganyu looked at Fang Mingjing's back in amazement, not sure if he knew what he had done before when he said this, but when he continued to walk leisurely towards the exit, he slowly let go of his heart.

It doesn't matter whether the other party knows about his previous tip-off, so what if he knows? You know, it's not just Lu Wuyong and the others who are waiting outside at this moment, but also that terrifying senior... Recalling the terror of that black-robed man, Yan Ganyu couldn't help but tremble inwardly....

And when they saw the two continue to walk towards the exit, Fu Yong and Jiang Muqin had no choice but to keep up, they didn't realize it was a trap yet.

It is already late at night in Jianxuan's tomb.

There are all kinds of giant trees growing wildly beside the ruined walls in the dark ancient city, and when they heard the footsteps coming from the entrance of the tomb in front, the expressions of the group of people around there changed.

4*3......

"Well, there are so many people."

In the gloomy Lin Hai, there were dozens of shadowy figures at a glance, Fang Mingjing was very happy to see this.

But Fu Yong and Jiang Muqin suddenly changed their expressions.

Especially Fu Yong, when he looked at these dozen or so figures that made him feel extremely familiar, he felt his scalp was troublesome for a while, and he was about to split open!

"Lu Wuyong, you...!"

"It's true that after hugging my thigh, I didn't even want to say "Second Prince."

Lu Wuyong stared at Fu Yong with a startled expression, his eyes were filled with coldness, he smiled lightly at first, but in the next second he revealed a terrified coldness: "But don't forget, Fu Yong, you and your father are just It’s just a dog raised by my Wushun country!”

These words immediately made the veins on Fu Yong's forehead burst open, but facing Lu Wuyong and the leader of Wuyou State behind him, he didn't dare to stab directly, so he could only bite the bullet and say: " Lu Wuyong... do you know that you are looking for your own death by stopping here?! If you hate the little prince, you will definitely bring disaster to the forces behind you!"

Fu Yong's words made Lu Wuyong and the people behind him stagnate slightly, but then they sneered again.

Of course they don't want to provoke Fang Mingjing if they can, but the problem is, if they don't provoke Fang Mingjing, they will die!

"Why don't we know this? It's just that we are forced to do nothing, and there is really nothing we can do about it."

Behind Fu Yong, Yan Ganyu sighed delicately, but in the next second, a short dagger suddenly appeared in Jiang Muqin's temple, who had no time to react, and restrained her:

"I think Brother Fu might as well switch to our side. After all, we are both leaders in Wuyou Prefecture, and we don't have the heart to kill each other."

"this....…".