Chapter 26 After Abandoning the Unruly Villain 26 Feng Lingwu, this life is mine...
Fu Wei walked towards the altar with an expressionless face. The eternally burning lamps in the four corners emitted a strange blood-red light, illuminating the surroundings, as if a sea of blood was floating.
The Vermillion Bird totem in the center of the altar was dim and unclear. Fu Wei slowly squatted down and pressed his jade-white fingers on the totem. Then a huge force suddenly rose up like a wave, blowing Fu Wei's sleeves and hair into pieces. The Vermillion Bird's eyes were dazzling, and a red-gold magic circle slowly floated up.
As the formation appeared, Fu Wei's expression changed.
This is not a sealing formation at all!
Fu Wei turned around suddenly and saw that the plain that was calm just now had collapsed, with ghost energy corroding and resentment raging everywhere. In the black fog, both Feng Lingwu and Chu Xiangzhi were trapped by a black chain. There was a black vortex under their feet, and countless skeleton hands in it kept scratching their bodies.
"True Lord, save us!"
"Brother, we seem to be trapped!"
"Master..." Feng Lingwu was about to say that this was all a trap, but Chu Xiangzhi silenced him again. He stared at Fu Wei with burning eyes and winked frantically, hoping that Fu Wei would understand.
But Fu Wei thought he was driven by resentment and wanted to save him herself.
Fu Wei subconsciously wanted to leave the altar and go back for help.
But it didn't work. The altar and the area below were divided into two parts by a barrier, and Fu Wei couldn't break the barrier even if he tried his best.
His cold eyes swept around him, Fu Wei clenched his fists and scolded: "We haven't seen each other for so many years, why don't you come out and see me?"
Above the altar, the wind was blowing fiercely. A man in a red robe walked out with a strange and exaggerated makeup on his face. When he saw Fu Wei, he smiled even more happily.
"Yao Ling, I haven't seen you for a thousand years. How did you get yourself into this state? You're really in such a mess."
The long red nails painted with blood-red nail polish were about to touch Fu Wei's cheek, slowly and ambiguously, as if deliberately seducing her.
Fu Wei had a look of disgust on her face. Before he could touch her, she threw a golden light at him, and her red nails immediately caught fire and started to smoke.
The Ghost King tutted, "You're still so irritable. It seems you really hate me."
Fu Wei didn't bother to look at him: "Let them go."
The Ghost King extinguished the Lihuo in his hand and stood shoulder to shoulder with Fu Wei, smiling and saying, "Who are they?"
"Your apprentice?"
"Your precious junior brother?"
"Oh, it seems there are some unimportant people."
Fu Wei said nothing, but spread his palms in front of him. Seeing this, the Ghost King put his hand on hers without thinking and said with a smile, "Are you inviting me?"
A fire dragon shot up into the sky and burned half of the Ghost King's arm and hand. The Ghost King screamed, pressed his shoulder, and quickly retreated.
The fire dragon circled around Fu Wei, with the head of the dragon floating on Fu Wei's shoulder. With a flattering intimacy, the fire floated around his body. Within three feet around him, no evil demon or immortal could get close to him.
The Ghost King lost his smile, his face filled with sinisterness and anger, and his arms grew "crackling".
"I originally wanted to reminisce about the past with you, but since you are unwilling, forget it." The Ghost King clenched his fists tightly.
The black chains that bound Chu Xiangzhi and the others tightened, forcing them to kneel down. The black resentment corroded their bodies and absorbed the spiritual power in them.
Fu Wei's expression changed: "Soul Absorbing Lock."
"I know you want to kill me," the Ghost King said with a smile, full of malice, "but you can't kill me."
"If you hurt me even a little, I will drain a little of their spiritual power. If you hurt me ten times, I will drain everything from them. Killing me is killing them. Do you dare? You are not afraid of death, but what about them?"
The Ghost King was right. Fu Wei was not afraid of death, but he had to consider the lives of Feng Lingwu and the others.
Fu Wei: "It was me who killed you a thousand years ago, and it was me who had a grudge against you. Let them go, and I will let you do whatever you want with me."
Chu Xiangzhi half-knelt on the ground, sweat dripping from his forehead, his face pale. Upon hearing this, he shouted, "Brother, don't worry about me, just kill him!"
Zhuge An: "Master, don't worry about us, kill the Ghost King first!"
"Yes, we can't let the Ghost King escape. The old patriarch died at the hands of the Ghost King. We can't let them embarrass us."
"Our lives are worthless, Master, do it!"
But Fu Wei cares, he cares about everyone and every life here, he hopes everyone can live well.
For some reason, Fu Wei suddenly looked at Feng Lingwu.
Everyone was trying to persuade Fu Wei to kill the Ghost King, but Feng Lingwu stood there motionless and silent. He was a mortal and had no power for the Ghost King to absorb, so he was the one who had the most relaxed situation.
But Feng Lingwu's condition was not right. He seemed to be enduring great pain. His eyes were bloodshot, and seemed to contain endless suffering, which he wanted to tell Fu Wei.
"Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Ghost King: "Yao Ling, I am the one who has a grudge against you, but don't forget, the ones who sealed me away twenty years ago were all the elders of these little ghosts."
"How can it not be considered a grudge against me?" He changed the subject, "But you are the one who has the biggest grudge against me."
Fu Wei: "So?"
The Ghost King waved his fingers, and the people under the altar were instantly divided into two groups.
Feng Lingwu was alone, while Chu Xiangzhi and Zhuge An were grouped together.
Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what it meant.
Only the Ghost King laughed happily. He said, "Some time ago, when I was at the Zhuge family, I saw a great drama. It was the love-hate relationship between Zhuge Xianyu and Su Moli. It was even more exciting than what was written in the storybook."
"Zhuge Xianyu, like you, cared about the people and the world. He also wanted to save everyone, but in the end, he still chose to give up Su Moli and save the villagers of Jinghua Village."
"Yao Ling, do you know what I thought when I saw this scene?"
"I want to know what you would do if the same thing happened to you, Master Yao Ling."
"Tell me quickly, what is your answer?"
On the high platform, the cold wind was rustling.
Under the platform, thousands of ghosts were roaring, trying to drag everyone down to hell.
Fu Wei just stood there, seemingly thinking about something.
Chu Xiangzhi gasped for breath and suddenly said, "Brother, he did it on purpose. He is trying to alienate us. No matter who you choose, he will not let us go. So don't believe them. Kill him."
"True Lord, kill them!"
"Master, we are not afraid of death, so don't be fooled."
This choice is not fair.
Because the balance was already tilted from the very beginning.
The number of people has long been determined.
The Ghost King did it on purpose.
Feng Lingwu raised a smile at the corner of his lips and stared at Fu Wei.
If Fu Wei didn't choose him, he wouldn't blame Fu Wei. Fu Wei had already helped him enough. The most important thing was that Zhuge Xianyu was dead, and Zhuge An couldn't die again. The Zhuge family needed a patriarch.
So he said goodbye to Fu Wei with his eyes.
He is not afraid of death, he is just afraid of his own death. Chu Xiangzhi is not dead yet. What should Fu Wei do if he keeps such a sinister person like Chu Xiangzhi by his side?
Everyone seemed to understand Feng Lingwu's meaning and felt sad.
Only Prime Minister Chu secretly clenched his fists.
He wanted more than that. From an angle invisible to everyone, a black aura flew away.
Then the Ghost King's eyes turned, he looked at Chu Xiangzhi deeply, suddenly smiled, and then waved his hand again, kicking Zhuge An and a group of Zhuge family members out.
Now only Feng Lingwu and Chu Xiangzhi are left.
The Ghost King crossed his arms and said slowly, "No, this game isn't interesting at all, and it's not fair to your little apprentice. If we choose him right away, it will be too boring."
Fu Wei raised his eyes: "What do you mean?"
The Ghost King pointed at Feng Lingwu and Chu Xiang and said, "It's very simple, choose one of the two."
"Your beloved little disciple, or the junior apprentice who died for you a thousand years ago. Choose one."
"No matter which one you choose, I will ensure that those little bastards of the Zhuge family are safe and sound. How about that? If you don't choose, I will kill them all right now."
The Ghost King struck Zhuge An with a palm without hesitation, causing him to vomit blood. The other disciples of the Zhuge family were also affected to varying degrees, their faces turning pale and extremely weak.
Fu Wei knew that she shouldn't delay any longer.
"Zhu Jiuyin." Fu smiled and suddenly raised his hand to hold Zhu Jiuyin's hand. Facing Zhu Jiuyin's surprised and doubtful gaze, Fu Wei said, "I never accept threats from others. Not you, not anyone."
Zhu Jiuyin's face changed drastically.
The next second, Fu Wei's body was surrounded by golden light, "The formation is up!" A huge golden mark fell from the sky and covered him and Zhu Jiuyin fiercely. The snow-white scroll spread out for hundreds of feet, enveloping them, and at the same time cutting off Zhu Jiuyin's connection with the outside world.
Fu Wei held a snow-white umbrella in her hand, and her true form was revealed. Her snow-white robe danced in the wind, and the lily of the valley around her waist swayed gracefully.
Fu Wei said, "You can't threaten me now." He was also unable to absorb the spiritual power from Chu Xiangzhi and the others.
Zhu Jiuyin lost all his advantages.
The Ghost King was horrified, almost suffocating under the pressure of the golden light. He said in disbelief, "It's like this again, Yao Ling, is this the only move you can do? A thousand years ago it was the Golden Light Curse, and a thousand years later it's still this. If you're brave enough, challenge me in a one-on-one fight!"
"As long as it works." Fu Wei looked down at Zhu Jiuyin crawling at his feet and said calmly, "You can't beat me, Zhu Jiuyin, let them go."
Zhu Jiuyin sneered, "If I let them go, will you let me go?"
Fu Wei: “No.”
Zhu Jiuyin: "If that's the case, then why waste time talking?"
Zhu Jiuyin stood up with golden light, a pair of blood-red scimitars appeared in his hands, and he slashed towards Fu Wei fiercely.
The snow-white umbrella blocked lightly, then suddenly pushed up, creating a strong gust of wind that knocked Zhu Jiuyin over and sent him falling to the ground.
Soon, Zhu Jiuyin made a comeback.
They were entangled tightly together, surrounded by the scroll, forming a divine domain belonging to Fuwei alone. Zhu Jiuyin had no chance of winning if he fought Fuwei now.
As expected, within ten minutes, Zhu Jiuyin was pierced through the heart by the tip of Fu Wei's umbrella and nailed to the ground.
Zhu Jiuyin looked up at Fu Wei with an evil smile. He put on an almost cruel smile and said loudly, "Fu Wei, the evil thoughts of mankind will not dissipate. You will never be able to kill me. I will be back soon."
"But before I leave, I want to give you a gift."
Zhu Jiuyin's body turned into a blood mist that enveloped the entire altar and even the area below. The totem on the Vermillion Bird Gate was shaking, and ghost energy was rising, about to reach an uncontrollable threshold.
Suzaku Gate is about to activate its self-destruct device.
They don't have time.
Fu Wei looked down at the stage.
Two formations appeared under the feet of Feng Lingwu and Chu Xiangzhi.
That is a formation that binds people, an ancient forbidden technique. It is very difficult to break the curse, and according to the current situation, Fu Wei can only save one person.
Fu Wei gritted his teeth, flew down from the altar, and came to Zhuge An first. With a wave of his hand, he sent them out of the Suzaku Gate.
Chu Xiangzhi: "Brother, don't worry about me, save Lingwu first."
Feng Lingwu called out with difficulty: "Master..."
Feng Lingwu.
Still know each other as Chu.
Fu Wei didn't know that his eyes were so red that they seemed to bleed, and his legs weighed a thousand pounds.
The ground shook, resentment and ghostly energy raged, and the Suzaku Gate sounded an alarm, sharp and rapid, constantly pulling at people's spirits, making Fu Wei become extremely irritable.
At this moment, Fu Wei finally moved and looked at Feng Lingwu.
Feng Lingwu looked at Fu Wei with surprise, thinking that Fu Wei would come towards him, but Fu Wei looked at Feng Lingwu with an apologetic look on her face and said, "Lingwu, I'm sorry."
Then, he walked towards Chu Xiangzhi without hesitation.
The seals formed in his hands were dazzling. Fu Wei did not dare to be distracted at all and quickly untied the formation that trapped Chu Xiangzhi.
Chu Xiangzhi: "Senior Brother..."
"Don't talk, I'll take you out." After saying that, Fu Wei bent down, picked up Chu Xiangzhi horizontally, and strode out.
Feng Lingwu's eyes were bloodshot, and he was finally able to speak. He was controlled by the formation, and dense chains were wrapped around his body, like a wriggling centipede. He shouted heartbreakingly: "Fu Wei!!!"
"All of this was plotted against you by Chu Xiangzhi and the Ghost King. You can't save him, you can't save him!"
But Fu Wei didn't listen. He regarded all this as a slander against Feng Lingwu's request for help.
"You said you would protect me, you said you wouldn't abandon me, you said you would always be with me, you lied to me, you lied to me..."
Fu Wei didn't look back. As she was about to pass through the Suzaku Gate, she seemed to be reluctant and whispered, "Feng Lingwu, I have let you down in this life. If you hate me, just come out here and kill me. I'll be waiting for you at the door..."
Tears flowed like a spring, and Feng Lingwu roared like a wild beast.
"Fuwei!"
"Fuwei!!"
"Fuwei!!!"
Amidst the blood-stained air, Feng Lingwu stared at Fu Wei intently, strode away, and left him in this dark place.
The last thing he saw was not Fu Wei, but Chu Xiangzhi's extremely provocative smile.
It turns out that he was just a substitute from the very beginning.
It was Fu Wei who deceived him.
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