Chapter 30 After abandoning the rebellious villain, I will help Master to take away the rest...

Fu Wei didn't sleep the whole night, thinking about Feng Lingwu.

Now that his true body has been damaged and he has suffered backlash from the forbidden technique, his body is becoming increasingly weak. If something unexpected happens again, he will have no power to resist at all.

The Qingyun Conference was held lively for several days. Fu Wei no longer believed Chu Xiangzhi. In order to find out the whole story, he went to see Zhuge An.

Zhuge An woke up early in the morning. Yawning, he pushed open the door and saw Fu Wei standing in the living room, hands behind her back. After hearing the voice, she turned around and looked at him quietly, "I'm sorry for coming here so hastily and disturbing you."

Zhuge Anke rubbed his eyes vigorously, and after confirming that it was Fu Wei, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "Don't disturb me, don't disturb me." Then he silently closed the wide-open collar of his pajamas, feeling a little shy.

Fu Wei: "That's good."

Zhuge An looked at the exhausted Fu Wei, casually pulled on a coat, and carefully invited Fu Wei to sit on the sofa. He poured her a cup of tea and asked, "Master, you don't seem to have had enough rest?"

Fu Wei rubbed his slightly aching temple, a faint smile curled up at the corner of his lips. He shook his head gently: "A little, but it's nothing serious."

Zhuge An: "Although the Ghost King is dead, you still need to take good care of yourself."

"Hmm." Fu Wei paused and finally asked, "This time, I actually wanted to ask you...about Feng Lingwu."

Zhuge An was startled: "You... who told you about Feng Lingwu? Didn't you lose your memory?"

Fu Wei frowned: "Are you hiding this from me on purpose?"

Zhuge An choked, realizing he had let something slip. He said with a guilty conscience, "No, it's just that some things are really hard to accept. Since the True Lord has forgotten about it, why bother mentioning it again? This is what our confidant and we all hope for."

Fu Wei: "But you are not me. You shouldn't make decisions for me. I have the right to know what happened in the past."

Zhuge An hesitated: "This..."

Fu Wei sipped the tea carefully, bitterness filling her mouth. "And even if you didn't tell me, wouldn't I know?"

Zhuge An: "Master, what do you mean?"

Fu Wei looked into Zhuge An's eyes and asked word by word, "Back in Queshan, after I personally killed the Ghost King, Feng Lingwu and Chu Xiangzhi were trapped at the same time..." He subconsciously exerted force, and the hand holding the teacup turned pale. "Is it me who gave up Feng Lingwu, causing him to disappear... Is that right?"

Zhuge An clenched his fists and explained, "Master, you were in trouble back then too. You didn't mean to abandon Lingwu. You had no other choice. In that situation, you could only save one person..."

"But no matter who you save, it will be extremely painful for you."

It seems to be true.

Hearing Zhuge An say this, Fu Wei understood everything. He gently loosened his hand holding the teacup and put it down.

"Thank you, I understand." It turned out that it was really his fault.

Zhuge An: "Master, please don't be too sad."

Fu Wei didn't respond, but just said: "The game is about to start, I'm going back first."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

As soon as they left Zhuge An's residence, Chu Xiangzhi came over. He was very worried because he couldn't find Fu Wei. When he saw Fu Wei, he strode over and shook Fu Wei's hand: "Brother, where have you been so early in the morning? I can't find you."

Fu Wei shook her head: "I couldn't sleep, so I came out for a walk."

Chu Xiangzhi: "Why do you look so ugly?"

Fu Wei: "I just didn't sleep well last night."

Chu Xiangzhi felt that Fu Wei was acting strangely today, as if she was hiding something from him, but what could possibly go wrong at the Qingyun Conference?

Suddenly, Chu Xiangzhi caught a glimpse of red.

Fu Wei's neck was already snow-white, and the tooth mark was just below her earlobe, making it very noticeable. Chu Xiangzhi's expression turned cold, and he subconsciously reached out to touch it: "Brother, what's going on here?"

Fu Wei then remembered that there were still teeth marks on her body where Feng Lingwu had bitten her when he was angry. Seeing that Chu Xiangzhi wanted to touch her, she subconsciously dodged backwards and prevented Chu Xiangzhi from touching her.

"Nothing." No one knew what trick Feng Lingwu had used, but the tooth mark was like a brand on his neck, and no matter how hard Fu Wei tried, she couldn't wipe it off.

It doesn’t matter. Since Fu Wei doesn’t tell him, he can check it himself.

In such a huge Qingyun Mountain, who would dare to commit treason and offend Fu Wei like this? Who has the ability to offend Fu Wei!

Chu Xiangzhi smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't want to tell me, but if you encounter anything, you must tell me, otherwise I will worry."

Fu Wei's expression finally softened: "Okay."

Chu Xiangzhi walked forward and took Fu Wei's hand, holding it tightly with a hint of unquestionable meaning. He said, "Today is the last day of the Qingyun Conference. Everyone has passed, and we will be there soon too."

"Um."

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This Qingyun Conference was more lively than ever before, and the most important thing was that Fu Wei personally presented the awards to them.

After the awards were presented and all the winners left, Chu Xiangzhi stepped forward and said with a smile, "I'm very happy that everyone has come to participate in this Qingyun Conference. At the same time, my senior brother Yao Ling Zhenjun and I have a happy announcement to make."

"That is, my senior brother and I are deeply in love and we are in love. Three days from now, it will be our wedding day. If you would do me the honor of leaving Qingyun Mountain later and be able to witness my senior brother and I's wedding, my Chu family will definitely host a banquet in our honor."

Fu Wei was already tired, and he instantly woke up after hearing these words. He couldn't help but feel distressed, wondering how he could have forgotten about this matter.

Now Feng Lingwu is back, full of ghostly aura, not much different from Zhu Jiuyin back then.

He had suffered serious loss of spiritual power, and Chu Xiangzhi was still a mortal. If Feng Lingwu attacked at that time, it would be difficult for him to resist.

Fu Wei really had no intention of getting married, and should have told Chu Xiangzhi about it in advance, or at least postponed the wedding.

When everyone heard Chu Xiangzhi say this, they were instantly in an uproar.

"Master Chu is truly a man who makes a big splash when he doesn't make a sound!"

"This is the ancestor of our Xuanshu world, and he actually took him down like this?"

"It seems that the Chu family is really going to rise to prominence. With Yao Ling Zhenjun in charge, who would dare to offend the Chu family in the future?"

A group of fans said:

"No way, no way, you won't even give me a chance to dream?"

"Master Yaoling is getting married, and I can't bear a child for him. I'm so sad—"

"Hey, have you forgotten that you are a man? You even gave birth to a monkey. Do you think our Zhenjun will pay attention to you?"

"You said that as if I were paying attention to you?"

Chu Xiangzhi heard the discussion from the audience and laughed happily. He turned his head to look at Fu Wei: "Senior Brother, do you want to say a few words?"

The words had already been spoken, and Fu Wei couldn't afford to offend Chu Xiangzhi, so she said softly: "In three days, I will marry Xiangzhi, and I sincerely invite the crown prince to attend the ceremony."

Hearing Fu Wei's voice, everyone was shocked again.

"Oh my god, Zhenjun's voice is so beautiful!"

"Su, Su, Su, it sounds so good, it's like the man of my dreams!"

People nowadays are too enthusiastic and dare to say anything. Fu Wei couldn't stand it anymore and planned to leave after she finished speaking.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ningyan came over and said with a smile, "Brother Fuwei, Brother Xiangzhi, I didn't expect you two to be a couple! I really came to the right place this time. Can I get some wedding candy?"

Fu Wei pursed her lips and said nothing.

Chu Xiangzhi shook his head in a confused manner and stuffed a handful of candy at Zhang Ningyan: "Okay, stop fooling around with them."

Zhang Ningyan nodded obediently: "Brother Xiangzhi, Brother Fuwei, don't worry, I will call my master right away and ask him to give you a big red envelope!"

Fu Wei was helpless: "Okay, go play."

Zhuge An on the side seemed to want to say something but stopped himself several times. He bowed to Fu Wei and said, "I wish you two a happy marriage for a hundred years... ten thousand years." Then he ran away.

Chu Xiangzhi said, "Zhuge An is acting strangely today." He paused, "You too."

Fu Wei: “…”

Without waiting for Fu Wei to respond, Feng Weiyu, who was still sitting on the judges' panel, stood up and nonchalantly looked at the intimacy between Chu Xiangzhi and Fu Wei. The dark color in his eyes surged like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, but then was tightly suppressed.

He just said slowly: "Since everyone is blessing the True Lord and Patriarch Chu, then naturally I can't be left behind."

"Well, I wish you two a smooth wedding in three days."

Sarcastic.

Fu Weiwei frowned slightly.

Chu Xiangzhi also felt that it was a little strange, but he nodded and said, "Thank you very much, Young Master Feng."

Feng Weiyu then left.

He had lost his memory, so he didn't know what kind of person Feng Weiyu was, but he felt that this Feng Weiyu was very similar to Feng Lingwu, almost the same person.

However, he did not intend to tell Chu Xiangzhi, so he said something to Chu Xiangzhi and left.

It was not yet dark, but Fu Wei felt a little tired. When she pushed open the door of the room, she saw an uninvited guest sitting in the room.

It was Feng Lingwu, who was full of ghostly aura. He was sitting in front of the table, playing with the teacup on the table. When he saw Fu Wei coming back, he smiled playfully: "Master is back."

Fu Wei closed the door behind him expressionlessly and asked calmly, "Why are you here?"

Feng Lingwu said as a matter of course: "Master said that he wanted to find out the truth of that year, so naturally I wanted to come and help Master."

Fu Wei: "I still need some time."

Feng Lingwu's expression turned cold: "Why, didn't Zhuge An tell you?"

Fu Wei: "Are you spying on me?"

Feng Lingwu licked his lips and said, "I am omnipresent, I am everywhere. The entire Qingyun Mountain is under my control."

Fu Wei scoffed.

Feng Lingwu: "You don't believe it?"

Fu Wei didn't answer, but just said: "It's not just your matter, I have other things to figure out."

"Whatever you say." Feng Lingwu tapped his fingers lightly on the table, one after another, as if tapping on Fu Wei's heart. The darkness in his eyes kept surging, as if he was trying hard to suppress his anger. "But I have other accounts to settle with you."

Fu Weiwei narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"

Feng Lingwu gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't I tell Master to stay away from Chu Xiangzhi? Why is Master so disobedient?"

obedient?

Is there any master in the world who listens to his apprentice? Fu Wei was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Fu Wei picked up the teapot in front of her and poured herself a glass of water: "Are you pretending to be Feng Weiyu?"

Feng Lingwu paused: "Yes."

Fu Wei: "Feng Lingwu, are you really not afraid of death, or do you really think that no one in this world can do anything to you?"

Feng Lingwu: "Master, what do you mean?"

Fu Wei: "The grudge between you and me, no matter what, should not involve others. Where is the real Feng Weiyu? Let him go."

"Kill him." Feng Lingwu said lightly.

Fu Wei was shocked: "What did you say?"

Feng Lingwu's eyes were filled with malice, and he smiled and said, "Not only Feng Weiyu, but also those members of the Feng family who bullied me in the past. I have killed them all. The Feng family is now in my pocket."

Hundreds of lives were lost in the Feng family!

Fu Wei looked at Feng Lingwu in disbelief and asked, "Feng Lingwu, do you know what you are doing?"

The tone of voice was questioning, and the look of people shouting for war and killing was evident.

When had Fu Wei ever spoken to him so harshly?

How dare he talk to me like this after abandoning me?

That would have been fine, but Fu Wei actually had the audacity to ignore her warning and marry Chu Xiangzhi, a man with ulterior motives!

A string in Feng Lingwu's mind suddenly broke.

"I've always known what I was doing. It's you who didn't know what you were doing!" A dark aura filled the air. Feng Lingwu suddenly grabbed Fu Wei's hand, swept away all the tea sets in front of him, and pressed him hard onto the table. He grabbed Fu Wei's wrist and pinched his chin. "Fu Wei, at this point, do you still think you can discipline me like before?"

"Feng Lingwu, how dare you!" Fu Wei felt a pain in his lower back, and he circulated the spiritual power in his hands and pushed the man away with force.

Fu Wei turned around and went to the door, but was stopped by Feng Lingwu.

Feng Lingwu flexed his wrist and said, "How can this be considered outrageous? There are even more outrageous ones."

After saying that, the two of them started fighting.

Feng Lingwu also told Fu Wei what true insolence meant. This was not a fight or an exchange of skills, it was simply being a hooligan.

With a "swish" sound, a large piece of clothes on Fu Wei's shoulder was grabbed by Feng Lingwu, and the fragments fell to the ground, revealing her shoulders as smooth as jade.

Since Fu Wei woke up, in order to keep up with the times, she changed into ordinary clothes and did not wear robes. In front of Feng Lingwu, these clothes were like pieces of paper and would break into pieces at the slightest pull.

Fu Wei covered her shoulders and was so angry that she became speechless for the first time. She stared at Feng Lingwu for a long time without saying a word.

Feng Lingwu, on the other hand, looked calm and composed as he looked at the pieces of clothing in his hand and said, "How ugly! Who prepared these clothes for you? Minister Chu?"

Fu Wei covered his shoulders and said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."

Feng Lingwu crushed the fragments and stared closely at Fu Wei's remaining clothes: "It seems that Master still hasn't learned his lesson. In this case, I will help Master tear off the remaining clothes."

Fu Wei scolded: "How dare you!"

Feng Lingwu chuckled, hugged Fu Wei's slender waist, squeezed it, and sneered: "Is there anything I dare not do?"