Fantasy: The Heavenly Dao revolves around me

“This……”
Fu Yong has always considered himself a strong-willeddetermined person.
But as soon as Yan Ganyu’s words came out, he immediately realized that his heart was shaking.
Lu Wuyong and the others have a total of fifteen people, and even if the one with the lowest cultivation level is in the early stage of the Return to the Void Realm, it is impossible for Fu Yong not to feel troubled by being surrounded by such a group of people.
However, it is not necessarily that there is no chance to deal with this situation…
Fu Yong looked at Fang Mingjing subconsciously, and when he saw that the other party was still smiling, he suddenly felt calm.
Yes……
The other party is a noble being from outside Wuyou Prefecture, and there are probably countless secret treasures on his body. Just like he used the props to break through the sword array before, the other party should have a lot of things that can deal with the current situation.
However, Yan Ganyu looked at his uncertain expression, as if she had guessed what was in his heart, so she kept holding Jiang Muqin and sneered: “Let’s tell you the truth, Senior Brother Fu, if It’s just that we don’t have the guts to offend this little prince, but who let a person with a cultivation base stare at him.”
“What’s the meaning?”
“Giggle, didn’t you realize that Senior Brother Su of the White Feather Sect was not with us? Before he entered the tomb of Jianxuan, he was smashed by that senior together with the elders of his own sect.”
Elder White Feather Sect! ?
When he heard this name, Fu Yong’s eyes widened.
As one of the most powerful forces in Wuyou Prefecture, the elders of the White Feather Sect must be the existence of the condensed realm, but now Yan Ganyu said that such a character was smashed by a powerful existence…
This unexpected news shook Fu Yong’s heart that had finally settled down again.
“Hehe, Fu Yong, we don’t have that much patience to waste with you here. If you want to understand this, you will still have a way to live. If you don’t understand… This tomb is just the place for your burial!”
“What if people do something disgraceful if they don’t kill themselves for themselves? What’s more, as long as everyone doesn’t speak out about the things in this tomb, who can know?”
“Do you want to be a grasshopper on the same line as us, or do you want to be a bunch of barren bones here, Fu Yong, it depends on your next answer.”
Hearing the cold words of Lu Wuyong and others, Fu Yong’s heart was numb at the moment.
Two paths are now in front of him.
As long as he is willing to join the enemy, there is a way of life; if he does not, it is a way of death—
“City Master Fu Shao!”
Jiang Muqin, who was restrained by Yan Ganyu’s dagger, uttered urgently at this moment, although her beautiful face was a little bewildered, she still gritted her teeth and shouted to Fu Yong, who was shaking: “You should understand, if something happened to the little prince. The Empress Dowager and the others will not take it lightly—”
“Jiang Muqin, do you want to threaten me?”
Jiang Muqin’s words made Fu Yong’s face pale at first, but the next second, he suddenly became hideous again.
Yes……
Even if he casts Lu Wuyong and others here, after the tomb of Jianxuan is closed, he will still be torn to shreds by that angry senior Gu, and maybe his father will be implicated.
Everywhere is death.
It’s just that the difference is morning and night.
After thinking about this, Fu Yong couldn’t help laughing.
His laughter was filled with strong unwillingness and anger. Now, what else does he have to worry about?
It is better to die sooner than later! You can struggle for a while!
And what a shit little prince, he didn’t want to serve him for a long time!
At this moment, Fu Yong’s thoughts were completely understood. He recalled the resentment of the other party Mingjing all the way, and the raging jealousy that had been suppressed in his heart. At this moment, he looked at Fang Mingjing with terrifying eyes.
“It seems that Senior Brother Fu has made a decision?” Yan Ganyu smiled sweetly.
“Yes, but I have a request.”
“Speak.” Lu Wuyong looked at Fu Yong’s terrifying expression, raised his brows slightly, and said like a charity.
“I want a woman like Jiang Muqin.”
“…Oh, yes.”
If it was any other embarrassing request, Lu Wuyong and others would naturally not be accustomed to him, but this woman… Although it is a pity, there is nothing to hesitate.
Jiang Muqin’s face turned pale.
But now she has no time to take care of herself, and looks anxiously at Fang Mingjing, who is everyone’s target, but her struggling movements are useless under Yan Ganyu’s hands.
“Little prince…”
“This is fun!”
Fang Mingjing, who had been quiet and unmoved since the beginning, laughed happily at this moment, especially when Fu Yong showed him the fierce light of jealousy, he couldn’t help but show a cheerful look.
Fang Mingjing smiled.
When the innocent and pure smile emerges from that young beauty, it always makes people feel sweet, but at this moment, he is holding Yan Ganyu’s head in his hand.
Yes……
The Yan Ganyu who put the dagger on Jiang Muqin’s neck.
Even up to this moment, Yan Ganyu’s body was still holding Jiang Muqin, but on her neck, the head had disappeared and appeared in Fang Mingjing’s hand.
The surroundings immediately became quiet.
The faces of Lu Wuyong and the others were terrified, they had no idea what was going on.
Mingming Fang Mingjing did not move under their gazes, but he somehow grabbed Yan Ganyu’s head as if it were a matter of course.
Suddenly, an unspeakable fear appeared in everyone’s heart.
Among them, Fu Yong suffered the heaviest impact.
heWatching Fang Mingjing raise his hand, he fluttered the thing in his hand upwards.
“Very good, you chose the wrong answer.”
He smiled happily at Fu Yong.
Yan Ganyu’s head began to fall from the sky.
At this moment, Fang Mingjing slowly raised his hand, really very slowly…
but–
The head that fell from a height, the moment it touched his hand, suddenly turned into dust and disappeared…
Whether it was Fu Yong or Lu Wuyong, everyone had no idea what he did… Just touch it, and that head would vanish into ashes, with no trace of spiritual power at all.
“Then it’s your turn~”.