Chapter 21 After Abandoning the Paranoid Villain 21 I Give You Jasmine, Please Don’t…

"Master!!!"

"Su Moli, you actually killed the head of the family!"

"The head of the family had no idea you were thrown into the mass grave. Did you know he purged the entire Zhuge family for you? He spent sleepless nights staring at those jasmine flowers and scoured all the ancient books. He wanted to save you! But you killed him!"

“How could you kill him…!”

"Su Moli, give me your life! My Zhuge family will fight you to the death!"

Everyone in the Zhuge family had their eyes bloodshot and their faces filled with grief and anger. They were almost overwhelmed by anger. The spiritual power in their hands was running rapidly, and countless iron puppets came out in droves. Mechanical crossbows and arrows appeared one after another, all aimed at Su Moli.

"Master, Master... I didn't mean to kill you..."

"I didn't mean to kill you, please don't die..."

"How could this happen? Why can't I control myself? Why can't I control this resentment..."

But Su Moli pretended not to hear, hugging Zhuge Xianyu's body and crying. But no one answered him, and all he got in return was everyone's hatred and abuse towards him. Everyone wanted to kill him, and the only person who protected him was killed by his own hands.

“Ahhhh—”

Su Moli knelt in the middle of the black vortex and suddenly went into a rage out of control. He covered his head and roared as if he was out of control, letting the black air soar into the sky, causing huge waves, and then blooming like a flower, with tentacles bared and claws, attacking everyone.

The crossbow bolts couldn't hurt Su Moli at all, falling to the ground. The iron golem collided with the black energy and was instantly crushed by the black tentacles.

The people of the Zhuge family also suffered backlash because their puppets were destroyed, and they all vomited blood.

For a time, the entire Zhuge family was in chaos.

"How could this happen?" Feng Lingwu was shocked and looked at the scene in disbelief.

There was a hint of shock in Fu Wei's eyes, but she quickly came to her senses and quickly pulled Feng Lingwu back. Chu Xiangzhi, Zhang Ningyan and others also hurriedly ran behind Fu Wei, looking at Su Moli in shock.

Fu Wei said, "Feng Lingwu is neither human nor ghost. He relied on his hatred for Zhuge Xianyu to control these grievances and turn them to his own advantage. Now that he knows the truth, that Zhuge Xianyu has never let him down, his demonic heart is unstable and is being corroded by the resentment. But I always feel that things are not that simple..."

But the situation was too critical to allow them to speculate any further.

Seeing that the black energy was still unwilling to give up and was still continuing to attack, Fu Wei threw the scroll in his hand high up, and it instantly spread out over a hundred feet, surrounding them in circles, forming a dazzling golden barrier.

Looking at the person screaming and revealing the truth in the center of the black energy vortex, Feng Lingwu felt a bitterness in his heart for some reason: "How painful it must be to kill your own master with your own hands."

Compared to Feng Lingwu's empathy, Fu Wei held a different opinion. He said in a deep voice: "After all, evil ways are evil ways, which will definitely harm others and oneself. If he does not turn back in time, he will definitely kill all the people around him who really care about him." Zhuge Xianyu is an example.

Feng Lingwu clenched his fists tightly under his sleeves when he heard Fu Wei say this. He spoke in a low, cold voice, "So, in Master's eyes, Su Moli only sees evil ways?"

"What if not?" Fu Wei frowned and asked in disbelief, "Feng Lingwu, are you empathizing with Su Moli?"

Feng Lingwu said with a stern face: "But he just wanted to survive."

Fu Wei: "There's nothing wrong with wanting to survive. Similarly, I understand his hatred and the necessity he felt, but that's no reason for him to inflict hatred on innocent people."

"He practiced forbidden techniques, set up a soul-destroying formation in Jinghua Village, and threatened his master with human lives."

"So, just because of the so-called word 'love', everyone has to feel sorry for him, and all his mistakes can be erased?"

Everyone wants to survive, it's normal.

But Su Moli's mistake was in what happened afterwards.

Feng Lingwu stopped talking and lowered his head: "Master is right."

Looking at the pitiful and aggrieved Feng Lingwu, Fu Wei realized that her words had been a bit harsh and had frightened him. She immediately softened her voice and said, "Little Lingwu, everyone has their own difficulties, but we can't harm others because of our own difficulties and hatred, because they are also innocent."

"Do you understand?"

Feng Lingwu nodded: "I understand."

Fu Wei smiled with relief: "Good boy——"

At this time, Chu Xiangzhi came over and said, "Brother, the Zhuge family members are all injured. I'm afraid they can't help us. What should we do now?"

Looking at Su Moli, who was going even more crazy because of Zhuge Xianyu's death, Fu Weiwei frowned slightly and said, "I am only a painting spirit now. My spiritual power is less than one tenth of what it used to be. I am afraid I need your help."

Chu Xiangzhi: "What's the matter?"

Fu Wei motioned Zhang Ningyan, Feng Lingwu and several other Zhuge family disciples who were not seriously injured to come over and explain some matters to them.

Fu Wei warned, "Su Moli's ghostly aura is now surging. He's no longer the same person he was just now. So you must obey my instructions immediately. Don't act on your own. Most importantly, take care of yourself. Do you understand?"

Several people responded, "I understand."

Fu Wei nodded: "Okay, let's follow our plan. I'm going to put the scroll away."

"yes."

Bai Xue's scroll retracted into Fu Wei's sleeve like a spirit snake. After being freed, the black energy rushed towards them and bit them like a vicious dog seeing fat meat.

Fu Wei looked at Feng Lingwu and said, "Little Lingwu, use the Lihuo Formation to trap Su Moli!"

Feng Lingwu received the order: "Yes!"

The golden Lihuo formation was instantly erected, and the Lihuo burst into flames, forming a fire dragon. The flying talismans trapped Su Moli inside, preventing him from entering or leaving, and at the same time, it also encircled the range of movement of the black air.

Fu Wei then said to the younger generations of the Zhuge family, "Release the Iron Golems and go grab Zhuge Xianyu's body!"

"Yes!" Several juniors quickly summoned their iron puppets.

Fu Wei immediately set up a protective formation on the iron golem. The iron golem flew nimbly into the Lihuo formation, wandering in the black air, trying to snatch Zhuge Xianyu's body.

This action successfully angered Su Moli.

"No one can take my master away! If you dare to take him away, I will kill you, I will kill you!"

"The moment is right now." Fu Wei looked at Zhang Ningyan and said, "Use magic to create an illusion for him!"

Zhang Ningyan held the baby: "Okay."

The Barbie doll giggled, and the purple sound waves were visible to the naked eye, washing over Su Moli's already fragile sanity again and again. His movements became stiff and his eyes were dull.

Zhang Ningyan saw the right opportunity, her big eyes turned into a deep purple, and she began to create an illusion for Su Moli, trying to trap him.

Fu Wei and Chu Xiangzhi rushed into the Lihuo Formation like sharp arrows and attacked Su Moli together.

Zhang Ningyan, holding the baby, couldn't help but sigh, "Why do I feel like Master Yaoling and Chu Xiangzhi are a couple?"

Feng Lingwu pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Hehe, we think so too," someone answered, puzzled, "Oh, by the way, Miss, I just heard Master Yaoling call Young Master Chu Junior Brother, what's going on?"

Zhang Ningyan just remembered and opened her mouth wide in shock, "Prime Minister Chu is indeed the reincarnation of some powerful being!"

Others: “I think it’s very likely!”

"After all, Young Master Chu carries the spirit bone, and he is a genius that is rarely seen in our Xuanshu world for a century!"

"Yes, yes, I guess only someone as talented as Young Master Chu can be the junior apprentice of Master Yao Ling!"

Zhang Ningyan looked at Feng Lingwu, who was maintaining the formation, and saw that he looked very unhappy. She asked, "Hey, you look so unhappy. Do you need any help?"

Feng Lingwu said indifferently: "No need."

Zhang Ningyan smacked her lips. "Okay then." After a pause, she continued, "Feng Lingwu, what is the relationship between your master and Young Master Chu? Has your master told you about it? After all, Master Yao Ling loves you so much and protects you so much, he must have told you everything."

Feng Lingwu's eyelashes trembled.

Fu Wei was very kind to him and indulged him in everything. He once thought that he was the most important person to Fu Wei in this world, but he was wrong.

Fu Wei didn't tell him anything.

He knows nothing.

Maybe Fu Wei didn't even consider him as one of her own. Maybe in Fu Wei's eyes, he was just a servant and there was no need for him to know so much. After all, he couldn't help Fu Wei in any way.

It was obviously the truth, but the more Feng Lingwu thought about it, the sadder he became.

Zhang Ningyan was puzzled: "Why are you silent? You look like you're about to cry. If you can't hold it in any longer, just tell me. Why are you being so stubborn?"

Feng Lingwu turned his head, his nose sour, and said fiercely: "Go away."

Zhang Ningyan: "I'm helping you, and you're still mean to me. Tsk, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it!"

Zhang Ningyan turned around and wanted to leave, but seeing Feng Lingwu's expression, she finally stayed.

The little girl muttered, "Brother Fuwei is still in there, I can't let him get hurt, I'm not trying to help you!"

The situation is not optimistic.

Fu Wei is a painting spirit after all. After Chu Xiangzhi's reincarnation, his spiritual bones were damaged and his spiritual power was not as good as Fu Wei. After a while, Chu Xiangzhi was beaten by the black air and vomited blood.

Fu Wei frowned: "We know each other!"

Chu Xiangzhi gestured to him to be at ease and shook his head, "Senior Brother, I'm fine."

Fu Wei looked at Su Moli, who was completely furious because the illusion disappeared, and sighed in his heart. He turned around and sent Chu Xiangzhi out of the illusion. The next second, he formed seals with his hands.

I saw a golden light array peeling off from his body, and countless spiritual powers poured into the array as if they were free. The array slowly grew larger, covering Su Moli and the black air.

When the Golden Light Formation appeared, the Fire Formation became ineffective, freeing Feng Lingwu's hands. "Golden Light Formation."

Zhang Ningyan: "What kind of formation is that?"

Chu Xiangzhi wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and said, "This is the highest demon-killing formation in the world of esoteric arts. It uses spiritual energy as the medium, myself as the center and eye of the formation, and I have invested all my own strength to set up this formation."

Zhang Ningyan still didn't understand: "I skipped my formation class, so can this formation be used against Su Moli?"

Feng Lingwu's face grew increasingly grim, his fists clenched tightly as blood continued to drip. He continued, "With this kind of formation, regardless of whether the evil spirit is slain or not, Fu Wei's spiritual power will be exhausted. If he fights alone, there are only two outcomes: one is that the evil spirit is killed on the spot, and the other is that the evil spirit survives but is depleted of its power and is then destroyed by the evil spirit."

Zhang Ningyan took a breath of cold air.

Feng Lingwu waited in a state of alert, "So we need to pay attention to Su Moli's movements and the outcome. If something goes wrong, we must immediately enter the golden light formation and bring Fu Wei out."

I saw Fu Wei standing in the air, his white clothes fluttering, the lily of the valley around his waist dancing in the wind, and a dazzling golden light all around him, like a fairy flying away on the wind.

"Golden light rises, destroying the evil demons."

"Open the formation and kill the ghost!"

The golden light suddenly became brighter, and the black air gurgled like boiling water. Su Moli was wrapped in the black air and then illuminated by the golden light. Smoke began to come out of his body, and the black air was being burned away bit by bit by the golden light until nothing was left.

Su Moli fell from the sky and hit the ground hard. His body began to become transparent and the scarlet in his eyes dissipated. He regained his sanity and stared at Zhuge Xianyu's corpse not far away, full of obsession.

He wanted to find his master.

"I'm sorry... Master..." Su Moli lay on the ground with difficulty, tears dripping down his face. He choked with sobs, "Master... Master..."

But he doesn't have much time left. Without the support of resentment, he will not be able to survive and will disappear soon.

"Master, I'm in so much pain, can you please take me home..."

“Master…”

Three steps, two steps, one step.

Just a little bit more.

Su Moli was about to grab Zhuge Xianyu's hand.

But his feet, his legs, and his waist were gone.

It disappeared too quickly.

Just as Su Moli was about to hold Zhuge Xianyu's hand and a smile appeared on his face, his body finally disintegrated and turned into nothingness, leaving nothing behind.

I give you jasmine, please don't leave.

Die the second before touching your loved one.

This is Su Moli's ending.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

Fu Wei slowly landed on the ground. The feeling of having his spiritual power exhausted was not pleasant. He stood there, unable to even move a step. He watched Su Moli's soul fly away quietly with his eyes. He had no time to feel sad. His eyes went black, his lips moved, and he couldn't even utter a word.

Fu Wei had to find someone to hold him.

Just when Fu Wei wanted to wave to Feng Lingwu to come over and help him, he heard Feng Lingwu's heartbreaking cry: "Master, get out of the way!"

I saw a black air, like a sharp arrow, stabbing towards Fu Wei's heart!

Fu Wei's pupils trembled and he wanted to dodge, but his strength was exhausted and his body was frozen like a puppet. Not to mention dodging, he couldn't even move a step. He could only watch the black air coming towards him!

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