"Oh, a divine weapon." Chu Chaozhao's expression became even more indifferent. She kept her eyes on the god's face. "I'm not interested in divine weapons."

A group of people hiding in the dark had their back teeth broken.

Damn it! You are not interested in artifacts! Is there something wrong with you?

The god smiled when he heard the voice, glanced at the darkness with the corner of his eye, his brows were tinged with a hint of coldness, but he didn't say a word.

Ah~ A rat has risen from the gutter.

"You don't even want the artifact, what do you want?"

"I want you!" Chu Chaozhao was thinking about something secretly and blurted out subconsciously.

Several young men nearby were shocked by her words and looked over. The man covered his eyes, shedding tears of blood, with a handsome face, like a god or a devil. He was indeed a man of different beauty and experience, which was almost unheard of in the world. But she wanted him right away?

What kind of vicious words is this kid saying?

Zhuge Fusheng hesitated for a long time, pondering his words for a long time before he slowly said, "Junior sister, beautiful ones are all very dangerous."

The two people next to them then realized that they were overthinking.

Jiu Moyi slapped himself. How old is this little junior sister? She must like everything beautiful and pretty. Maybe she wants the armor and crown on her body, which look very valuable.

Shangguan Sulan took small steps and quietly squeezed forward, muttering in a low voice: "I have many beautiful girls, you can get as many as you want when you go out, just bear with it for a while."

The tone was just like coaxing a naughty child.

The few of them had no sense of crisis at all. They just sat there, chatting as if they were at home, even though there was raging magma in front of them, burning hot.

The people in the dark were almost mad with rage.

"Do you think you're at home? Do you want to speak louder when you whisper?"

"I told you, Chu Chaozhao and the others are just little brats, young boys who are still wet behind the ears, how can they have the ability to get that artifact? I don't know what the adults are thinking!"

The people around him said cautiously, "Maybe the adults have their own reasons. After all, the others couldn't even lift their heads and couldn't move an inch. Only these little brats came close."

"Then let's wait and see. If that doesn't work, just go up and kill them! Take the artifact!"

"Yes!"

……

The god was stunned for a long while, then lowered his eyes to meet those bright and clear eyes and laughed softly.

"What do you want me to do?"

Shangguan Sulan and the other two twitched their lips. What was wrong with this guy? Why did he seem to be looking forward to it?

Chu Chaozhao said bluntly: "I want to know why you have become different?"

The god paused again, and then chuckled: "If you want to know, just go forward."

The voice was pleasant to the ears, yet it was bewitching.

The three men realized something was wrong and stopped Chu Chaozhao, preventing her from moving forward.

The gods stood high up, looking down at them leisurely.

"Junior sister, there is lava ahead, this is not a joke!" Jiu Moyi held Chu Chaozhao tightly, fearing that she would act rashly and move forward.

Shangguan Sulan hugged her arm and said, "Junior sister, have you known him before? Have you seen him? Are you so curious? Are you so curious that you don't care about your life?"

Zhuge Fusheng felt that this man was extremely dangerous, even more dangerous than the man who was looking for his sister whom he met in the forest before. He stood in front of them and stared at him vigilantly.

Chu Chaozhao was helpless. She was not a fool. She just felt that there must be some truth waiting for her ahead.

Ever since she entered the Nine Fire Realm, countless doubts had arisen, as well as what the god had said before, about predetermined fate and a controlled life. Thousands of thoughts flashed through her mind, but she just couldn't capture them, which made her irritated.

Chu Chaozhao gave each of them a dozen fire-avoiding talismans and cooling talismans, and the three of them immediately felt extremely cool.

"I had my reasons for going, and I didn't think he would hurt me."

Jiu Moyi refused to let go: "A woman's sixth sense is not to be trusted. My mother often used a woman's sixth sense as a basis to say that my father secretly hid some private money. She always beat my father up. But what happened in the end? Where did the private money come from? My father's trouser pockets are cleaner than my face!"

Several people: ...That’s a good analogy. Let’s not compare it next time.

Zhuge Fusheng lowered his head and glanced sideways: "Is it necessary to go?"

Chu Chaozhao nodded, and the next moment, he saw a large hand with distinct joints and callouses stretched out to him.

She looked up at the owner of the hand, eyes full of confusion.

"I want to see the artifact."

Although he said so, his eyes, which were covered with snow all year round, were clear and sincere, without any greed or desire.

Chu Chaozhao smiled and put his small hand on his big hand.

The two men turned around and jumped down. Zhuge Fusheng subconsciously hugged Chu Chaozhao tightly with a frown.

Shangguan Sulan saw this and made up his mind: "For the Shangguan family!"

She also leaped forward, causing the boiling lava to splash.

Jiu Moyi sat on the ground, his face full of tears: "You are crazy! Moths to the flame, moths to the flame!"

The god stood on a high place, a wicked smile on his face.

"Everyone has gone down, why are you still here?"

The next moment, a big hand appeared behind him. Jiu Moyi was a formation master with a strong spiritual sense. He noticed it immediately and turned around to stare at the transparent big hand.

The god spoke again: "Will you go by yourself, or should I do it?"

Jiu Moyi pursed his lips: "Isn't it voluntary? Is this forced?"

He stood up, closed his eyes, and jumped in.

"what--"

Grandma, daddy, mom, second uncle, third uncle, and the old ancestor who he has never met but always comes to beat him in his dreams, he is going to sail away tonight...

The god chuckled and disappeared on the spot.

The people in the dark came out and watched the boiling magma rolling.

The leader pushed the person next to him down. A scream was heard and the person turned into ashes the moment he touched the magma.

The servant behind him trembled with fear and took a step back silently, fearing that he would be the next one to be pushed down.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Indeed, he is the chosen one. Retreat, and when they come out with the artifact, we will seize the treasure and kill them!"

"Yes!"

……

The scene that happened in front of the lava was not seen by the people behind. After a few people approached, the blood light formed a layer of blood mist, blocking everything.

*

"Ahhh-"

"what--"

"what--"

"what--"

The screams came one after another like waves.

Chu Chaozhao covered his ears with his hands and frowned as he looked at the young man sitting in front of him. The man started screaming as soon as he came down, shouting wildly with his eyes closed.

"Jiu Moyi!" Shangguan Sulan could no longer bear it, "If you scream again, I will cut off your mouth!"

She held the long whip at her waist tightly in her hand and comforted herself in her heart.

Hold on! He is also a partner who will live and die together. My brother said that you can't use the whip on your partner! Hold on!

Zhuge Fusheng frowned, and when he took a look at Chu Chaozhao, his facial features wrinkled. He took a step forward and kicked the man several meters away.

The screaming stopped, the man was kicked out and rolled several times, then quickly sat up.

"Who! Who kicked this young master!" Jiu Moyi was furious. He turned around and saw several people with their arms folded and speechless faces.

"You are not dead? I am not dead either! Hahaha!" Jiu Moyi was ecstatic and laughed like a fool.

Chu Chaozhao shook his head, indicating that the man could not be saved, turned and left, and several people followed him.

Yellow sand rolls through the mist.

Everywhere you look, the fields are desolate, miracles are broken, blood flows like a river, and broken swords and halberds are dyed red.

The huge statues of gods and demons shattered and stuck in the yellow sand.

A strong smell of blood rushed into the nostrils, and the rolling yellow sand was accompanied by the deafening shouts, cries, and roars. The sounds were so piercing that it made people feel suffocated and depressed, as if they were there themselves, and their whole body was cold.

The air was filled with smoke and a murderous atmosphere.

The flags of each side could no longer be seen clearly because they were burned by the fire, but they were still fluttering.

Everything you see is tragic.

They saw the shadows of fighting looming in the distance and the huge army that was blood-thirsty, but they couldn't see who they were or which faction they were from.

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