Chapter 33 After Abandoning the Paranoid Villain 33 "Master, be good and wait...
The entire Feng family is under the control of Feng Lingwu.
Over the years, Feng Weiyu and his son have been in charge of the family, and they have been tyrannical. Everyone has long been dissatisfied with him, but because the father and son are so cruel, they have dared not speak out.
Now that Feng Lingwu is back, and he is the son of the previous head of the family, it is legitimate for him to seize power, so everyone turns a blind eye.
Therefore, Feng Lingwu's revenge was only directed at Feng Weiyu and his son. As for the others, their cultivation would be abolished and they would be expelled from the Feng family.
It was Feng Lingwu who said he wanted to marry Fu Wei. Although everyone was a little bit unbelievable, they worked hard to get it done. The whole Feng family was shrouded in red and was full of joy.
The wedding hall was set up in the courtyard.
Feng Lingwu held Fu Wei's hand and walked through the rockery and flowing water, the bluestone path, and finally arrived at the wedding hall.
The wind was a little chilly at night, the stars in the sky were shining brightly, and the bright full moon witnessed it all.
Looking at the red room, Feng Lingwu unconsciously curled up the corners of his lips into a smile. He whispered to Fu Wei, "Can I help Master to untie the puppet technique? But Master has to listen to me."
After all, in such an occasion, Feng Lingwu still hopes that Fu Wei can actively cooperate with him, rather than being controlled by him using puppetry and rigidly going through the process.
No matter what, Feng Lingwu still wants to be in love with Fu Wei.
Fu Wei looked up at him and blinked, indicating her agreement.
Feng Lingwu was not vague either. With a flash of spiritual power in his hand, the puppet technique was released.
But Fu Wei immediately regretted it. Almost the moment she untied the rope, she tried to break free from Kaifeng Lingwu's hand: "Let go."
The next second, Fu Wei was speechless.
Feng Lingwu took out a string of beads.
That was the golden glass bead that he had conjured up with his spiritual power. It was supposed to be worn on Zhang Ningyan's wrist, but now it fell into Feng Lingwu's hand.
Fu Wei had a bad feeling in her heart and didn't bother to resist: "What did you do after I fell unconscious?"
Feng Lingwu played with the string of cool beads and smiled happily, "I've done a lot of things. I've done everything Master wants to see, things Master doesn't want to see, and things Master can't even imagine."
Fu Wei's face turned pale: "What...do you mean?"
Feng Lingwu: "I dug up Chu Xiangzhi's spirit bones. Calculating the time, he should be dead, right?"
If it were something else, he might be able to question Feng Lingwu with confidence.
But even if Feng Lingwu dug up the spiritual bones, he couldn't say a word.
Because the spiritual bones belonged to Feng Lingwu from the very beginning.
Feng Lingwu stroked Fu Wei's lips: "Why don't you speak?"
Fu Wei clenched his fists: "Where are the others?"
Feng Lingwu said nonchalantly, "As for the others, don't worry. I have no grudge against them and I didn't do anything to them. But if Master wants to go back on his word, that's not certain."
Feng Lingwu was threatening him.
"I don't want to see Master sad, so Master, please be good and don't make me angry or give me the chance to hurt them, okay?"
After saying that, Feng Lingwu extended his hand towards Fu Wei like a gentleman.
Fu Wei's lips were pale and his eyelashes were trembling. It turned out that the night wind could be so cold, almost cold to the bones. He looked at Feng Lingwu in front of him and finally compromised.
It was he who abandoned Feng Lingwu, and this was his sin. What right did he have to blame Feng Lingwu?
Besides, it was also his own promise that Feng Lingwu could do whatever he wanted to him.
Fu Wei placed her hand in Feng Lingwu's palm, but her fingertips were trembling.
Feng Lingwu smiled with satisfaction and said to the emcee beside him, "It's time, let's begin."
The MC was an old man, and it must have been his first time seeing such a situation. He shook his head slightly, but still did as he was told: "Please give me the marriage certificate——"
The marriage certificate was written by Feng Lingwu himself, and Fu Wei recognized the handwriting on it.
"Signing the marriage certificate—"
Feng Lingwu signed first. Fu Wei's fingers trembled. Although he hesitated, he finally signed his name.
Under the moonlight, on the marriage certificate.
The golden name shines brightly.
"read--"
Feng Lingwu said: "Fuwei, I want you to recite with me."
In fact, the marriage certificate did not have to be read, but Feng Lingwu wanted Fu Wei to give up and knew who would be the one to spend the rest of her life with him.
Fu Wei: "Okay."
Then they knelt before heaven and earth, chanting in unison:
"A marriage certificate should be presented to the Heavenly Court, heard by the Underworld, and reported to the Ninth Heaven for all the Heavenly Masters to witness."
As the voice fell, a bolt of thunder streaked across the sky, as if it knew that they were violating moral principles and going against the will of heaven.
But they don't care, and it seems no one cares.
Fu Wei spoke softly in a low voice, "If you betray a beautiful woman, you are deceiving Heaven. The sin of deceiving Heaven is death."
Feng Lingwu followed closely behind, and he carefully read out the words on the marriage certificate, full of affection: "If the beauty betrays you, it will be against the will of heaven. You will be banished from the Three Realms and will never be reincarnated. [1]"
It really looks like a pair of lovers are getting married here.
"This certificate."
As the host shouted "The ceremony is over", Fu Wei's face became paler.
But the ceremony continues.
"Please invite the newlyweds to drink the wedding wine—"
Someone brought the wedding wine tied with red silk and held it in front of them.
Feng Lingwu picked up one of the cups, looked at Fu Wei with a smile, and asked softly, "Master, don't you want to drink?"
Fu Wei said nothing, just picked up the glass of wine and drank it all.
This is not how the wedding wine is drunk, but Fu Wei didn't wait for him.
Seeing this, Feng Lingwu drank the glass of wine in his hand without hesitation, then grabbed Fu Wei's waist as she tried to retreat and kissed her.
The people watching the ceremony didn't dare to look any longer and lowered their heads.
The sound of lips and teeth entwining was very clear under the moonlight, almost driving Fu Wei crazy.
This was an abnormal relationship, and Fu Wei had never recovered from it. Now, twice, she had been imprisoned and forced by Feng Lingwu to do such things in public. This was something Fu Wei could not accept, but she could not resist and could only be forced to endure it.
A hot teardrop fell from the corner of the scarlet eye.
Feng Lingwu was not unaware that he was forcing Fu Wei. He did it on purpose, deliberately declaring his sovereignty in front of everyone, wanting to tell everyone that Fu Wei was his and only his.
He had originally hardened his heart, but when the tears ran down Fu Wei's cheeks and hit the back of his hand, Feng Lingwu still shuddered from the heat.
In the end, he couldn't bear it and let go of Fu Wei.
Seeing this, the master of ceremonies quickly took advantage of the opportunity to say: "The ceremony is over, send her to the bridal chamber——"
They seemed to be afraid that Feng Lingwu would stay and cause harm to them.
Feng Lingwu smiled when he heard that, and was in a good mood. He bent down and picked up Fu Wei. The hem of her skirt bloomed in the night like a blooming flower, and he strode towards their wedding room.
His steps were brisk and unrestrained, just like the Feng Lingwu of the past.
Feng Lingwu put Fu Wei on the bed and sat down on the edge of the bed. He frivolously hooked the tassel on Fu Wei's ear with his fingers, and his burning eyes wandered over Fu Wei's face.
Seeing the tears in the corners of his eyes, Feng Lingwu raised his hand and gently wiped them away for Fu Wei: "Master looks beautiful even when he cries."
Fu Wei didn't look at him or speak, but just tightly grasped the blood-red wedding dress and kept shrinking back.
Tears fell on her fingertips and were licked clean bit by bit by Feng Lingwu in front of Fu Wei.
Feng Lingwu's eyes were deep, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Master cries so beautifully, can you cry for me too later?
He didn't know how to answer Feng Lingwu's question, nor did he know what to do next, and he didn't dare to think about what would happen next.
Fu Wei kept moving backwards until he was at a safe distance from Feng Lingwu. He suppressed his inner panic and tried to calm himself down.
"Let's talk."
The night was long and Feng Lingwu had plenty of time to waste with Fu Wei. After all, he was also very curious about what Fu Wei would say.
Fu Wei tried to deceive herself and hide this abnormal love, saying softly, "I was unfair to you back then at Queshan. It's understandable that you want to take revenge on me, but Lingwu, I'm your master. Even if you want to take revenge on me, you can't use a method that even you find disgusting and abhorrent."
"You weren't like this before."
Feng Lingwu used to be so well-behaved. He would act like a spoiled child, be stubborn, and even ask him for candy.
He is a very obedient baby.
Hearing Fu Wei say this, Feng Lingwu laughed instantly and moved closer to Fu Wei: "Disgusting? Disgusted?"
Fu Wei said stubbornly, "Yes."
Feng Lingwu did not give Fu Wei the opportunity to continue deceiving herself.
He grabbed Fu Wei's wrist and pulled him into his arms. He lowered his head and said word by word, "Master probably doesn't know that every moment since you were alive, I have wanted to possess you as my own. Every time I see you and Chu Xiangzhi making out, I can't wait to snatch you away, hold you under my body, and love you fiercely."
"I'll make you cry, I'll make you collapse, I'll make you look at me day and night, calling my name, I'll make you beg for mercy, and it would be best if you never dare to mention his name in front of me again."
Fu Wei's face could no longer be described as pale.
"Feng Lingwu, how could you... How could it be possible... Seven years ago, you were still so young..."
He always thought that it was because he abandoned Feng Lingwu that the relationship between master and disciple deteriorated and made him become what he is now. However, he did not expect that he had had such inappropriate thoughts about him long before.
How ridiculous?
Feng Lingwu didn't care: "Seven years ago, no matter how young I was, I was at least twenty years old. In this world, Master is probably the only one who treats me like a child."
Fu Wei tried to dissuade him: "I am your master. Once a master, always a father. You are committing treason and betraying your master and ancestors."
Feng Lingwu stared into Fu Wei's eyes, lifted a strand of his snow-white hair, and slowly approached him. With eyes full of tenderness and affection, he said, "Even if it's treason, betraying your teacher and destroying your ancestors, so what?"
"Master, don't be afraid. Now, no one in the entire Xuanshu world can control me, and no one dares to say a word against us, so Master, don't be afraid."
This is not a question of whether others say it or not.
"Master, you are so beautiful."
The breath sprayed on Fu Wei's neck, making Fu Wei shrink back involuntarily. The corners of his eyes turned red and he was almost crying in anxiety. He tried to retreat, but Feng Lingwu pinched his slender waist.
"Lingwu, please don't be like this, okay? If you give me some compensation, I will really agree to anything you ask..."
"But I only want you, to be your husband."
"...No." Fu Wei said with red eyes.
"Master, be good. It might hurt a little later. Bear with it. I will make you feel better."
As soon as the words fell, Feng Lingwu tore off Fu Wei's complicated wedding dress, kissed her soft red lips, stroked her slender and soft waist, and suppressed everything about Fu Wei.
Fu Wei struggled and resisted, but the person pressing on him was like a mountain. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from it. Even his words were drowned in a passionate kiss.
"Feng Lingwu... please let me go..."
"No, my dear Master."
No matter what, Feng Lingwu will not give up tonight.
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The author has something to say: [1] The Taoist marriage book found on Baidu is not original.
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