I'm writing a diary in fantasy, I'm really not a Cao thief

Don't make a mistake!

Chu Ge said this sentence that Fen Wu Ji had just said to Chu Ge, and Chu Ge returned it verbatim.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths of time passed.

Many people suppressed their emotions and dared not breathe.

They looked at the powerful figure, trembling in their hearts, and were extremely curious about the other party's attitude next?

Is it to be a giant under the threat of Chu Ge, humiliated?

Or is it not threatened, using thunderous means to let Chu Ge understand the anger of the king?

"Junior.....you.....very good...very good!"

Almost gritting his teeth, Fen Wu Ji said this word by word.

Obviously, he was furious to the extreme.

As a saint, in public, he was threatened by a junior who was only a fraction of his age.

Fen Wu Ji felt as if his whole body was on fire, the terrifying anger was boiling, and the killing intent was surging!

The interweaving of killing intent and anger made his eyes look as terrifying as a beast that chooses its prey, which was heart-pounding!

"I'm fine, Fen Wuji, what's your choice?"

Chu Ge looked at Fen Wuji calmly.

Chu Ge was too lazy to even give Fen Wuji verbal respect.

"Master..."

Wu Di was a little nervous at this moment.

Even though he and Fen Wuji had a very close connection. There was also a relationship that was not known to outsiders.

But at this moment, he was not sure what choice Fen Wuji would make.

After all, the lives of the three princes were at stake. No matter how much he thought of himself, he would not think that he was more important than the three princes.

Fen Wuji ignored Wu Di who was nervous beside him.

He stared at Chu Ge with a gloomy look in his eyes: "Boy... do you really want to do this?"

Chu Ge smiled faintly when he heard this.

"Fen Wuji, you should ask your good disciple if things have come to this."

"In addition, you have time to think about it, and I can wait, but the three of them can't wait..."

Chu Ge looked at the three people in the light ball in his hand jokingly.

I saw that their souls had begun to show a trace of illusion.

Obviously, the power of this light ball was constantly wearing away the souls of the three princes.

Fen Wuji's face became even uglier.

He naturally didn't want his two princes to die.

But he was even more reluctant to let Wu Di die, let alone asking him to do it himself.

This was his...

Even Fen Wuji, at this moment, felt urgent and anxious.

Similarly, his murderous intention towards Chu Ge was also a little heavier.

Just when Fen Wuji was having trouble choosing,

"My friend, stop it... Stop being so aggressive."

A neutral and peaceful voice resounded from the void.

Everyone was stunned. They never expected that at this moment, someone would interfere in today's affairs!

The central throne.

Wan Qitian's smile, which was originally due to Fen Wuji being threatened by Chu Ge and caught in a dilemma, also froze because of this sudden voice.

His eyes instantly became sharp and looked into the distance.

There were three forces: a Dao, a Pavilion, and a Holy Land.

And the source of the voice was the Dao that had never made any movement from beginning to end, Xuanhui Dao Court!

Unlike Wan Qitian's heavy face, Fen Wuji smiled immediately after hearing this voice.

"My friend, forgive others when you can. At your age, it is not a good thing to be too sharp. You should be more restrained in everything."

The voice sounded again, this time no longer echoing from the void, but around Chu Ge.

Everyone looked up and realized that there were many more people in the field.

The leader was a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe, followed by a group of young Taoist priests.

In addition, there were a group of people wearing robes similar to the style of Feng Jinglan.

"This is Xuanhui Dao Court, and the disciples of Qingxiao Pavilion!"

"It's incredible, the three major forces are here!"

"I always feel that if we are not careful today, it may cause a shocking war!"

Many people are thinking about running away at this moment.

After all, with such a scene, if a war really breaks out, no one will care about the lives of passers-by like them.

"Master Xuanmiao."

Fen Wuji saluted the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The latter also returned the salute with a smile.

After the two looked at each other, they looked at Chu Ge.

But Chu Ge sneered in response and weighed the ball of light in his hand again.

The scream suddenly sounded.

But compared with the previous few times of full-bodied voices.

At this moment, the voices of these three people all revealed a sense of weakness.

The illusion became even stronger.

"Fen Wuji, you look so happy, have you decided what to choose?"

Chu Ge didn't even bother to pay attention to the Taoist priest who suddenly appeared.

He knew without thinking that this person was probably in the same group with Fen Wuji.

He appeared at this moment, just to make him back down under the pretext of resolving the conflict.

Chu Ge didn't bother to argue with him.

Fen Wuji's complexion had improved a lot just now, but after hearing the screams of the three people and Chu Ge's words, it suddenly became ugly again.

It was even more gloomy than before.

"My friend..."

The Taoist priest named Xuan Miao was about to speak, but Chu Ge instantly clenched the light ball in his hand.

"Shut up! If you speak again, the three of them will die because of you. You are a cultivator, so you probably don't want to see anyone die because of you, right?"

The Xuanmiao Taoist's face froze for a moment, and the words on his lips were swallowed back, making him extremely uncomfortable.

At the same time, Chu Ge's attitude of not taking him seriously at all also made him very embarrassed.

The kind look on his face gradually faded, and Xuanmiao Taoist did not continue to speak.

"Okay, okay, do you really think that I, Fen Wuji, am made of mud and can be manipulated by you?!"

"At worst, we will die together!"

Fen Wuli's face was full of anger, and his voice was like thunder.

Endless flames emanated from his body, illuminating the field!

It seemed that in the next moment, he would take action and show his thunderous means as the master of a holy land!

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