Chapter 41: After Abandoning the Poor Little Apprentice 1 Don’t give me to them, I...
Yuncheng Rong family.
The fire was raging, illuminating half the sky red. Fire snakes swept across the entire Rong Mansion, and the maids and servants fled in all directions.
A group of masked men in black refused to give in and surrounded the house. Their butcher knives fell, and blood splattered everywhere. In the blink of an eye, the huge mansion was littered with corpses and blood flowed like a river.
"Jiaojiao, run, run, don't look back!"
The gorgeously dressed woman clung to the black-clad man's thighs tightly, screaming and looking at the child being escorted by the wet nurse with tears in her eyes, but was pierced through the body by a sword.
Rong Jiao, the young master of the Rong family, had bloodshot eyes. He didn't dare look back and ran towards the gate with tears streaming down his face.
In the past, the large house with multiple entrances and exits was a symbol of their wealth and glory, but now the winding roads have become their death warrants.
They couldn't escape from Rong Mansion.
A man in black holding a sword suddenly jumped up, rushed behind them, raised his hand and slashed at the wet nurse!
With a scream, Rong Jiao, who was protecting him, was splashed with blood, soaking his snow-white clothes. He was also kicked out by the man in black and fell in front of the sea of fire.
In front of him was a knife blade that was shining coldly and dripping with blood, and behind him was a raging fire.
He could even smell the burning flesh.
Rong Jiao's eyes were bloodshot, filled with hatred: "Who are you? What hatred do you have against us? Why did you kill my entire family? On what basis did you kill my entire family?"
The man in black sneered: "Go to hell and ask the King of Hell, little devil!"
The man in black grinned fiercely and raised the bloody blade high in his hand.
Suddenly, fire fell from the sky!
Under the pitch-black night sky, streams of fire streaked across the horizon! Amidst the blazing flames, a crimson sword pierced the black-clad man's cervical vertebrae, pinning him to the ground. A deep chasm opened in the bluestone road. The glittering sword, upon seeing the blood, ignited a blazing fire, incinerating the black-clad man to ashes.
As the sky fire grew bigger, a slender figure appeared.
The dancing flames became the man's fiery red robe, the dazzling firelight became the jewelry accessories around his waist, and the inscription on the sword became the mark of a fiery red lotus between the man's eyebrows.
He stood among the vast crowd of people.
The red dress is as red as blood, the most beautiful in the world.
His eyes and eyebrows are ostentatious and evil, making it difficult to distinguish between good and evil.
Rong Jiao was so frightened that she kept moving backwards, staring at the man without blinking.
"You...you are here to...kill me too?"
Fu Wei just glanced at Rong Jiao indifferently, as if he was looking at an ant on the roadside. He didn't take him seriously, let alone this tragic incident of family annihilation. He was so cold that he didn't seem like a human being. Without saying a word, he turned around and left.
But the group of men in black did not let Fu Wei go.
"Who are you to stop us?"
I was too lazy to talk to them: "Get lost!"
The men in black looked at each other and said, "Everyone in the Rong Mansion must die today!"
The group of men in black raised the bloody blades in their hands and slashed towards Fu Wei!
Fu Wei showed an impatient expression, and with a flash of his body, he came behind the group of men in black. Like a ghost, he pinched their necks from behind and then applied gentle force.
"Crack" sounds came one after another, and the necks of the two assassins were instantly crushed into powder.
Seeing this, the other men in black were a little scared, but still rushed forward!
Fu Wei laughed sarcastically, holding a sword engraved with lotus patterns in his hand, and with a casual slash, he split the group of people in half.
Blood flowed like a river, and the people who were crying had become the group of men in black.
Fu Wei loosened his golden wristband and looked nonchalantly at the cowering man in black in front of him. He originally didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but instead became interested.
"These people...were all killed by you?"
The man in black did not dare to act rashly, and knew that Fu Wei was not an ordinary person, so he brought out the laws of the immortal sect and began to suppress Fu Wei.
"The Immortal Sect has issued an order that no one, whether immortal, demon or monster, may indiscriminately kill mortals!"
Fu Wei lazily asked, "Which immortal sect is it, and who decided it?"
The man in black said, "It's the Supreme Sword Master Jiguang of the Shangqing Immortal Sect!"
Fu Wei scoffed, "Wasn't he quite capable when he was killing people just now? Now he knows how to use the Silence Light Sword Master to bully others. It's a pity that just now, this idiot Silence Light Sword Master, who had his heart set on the world, was betrayed by his fellow disciples and perished together with the Demon God."
"The corpse has turned into slag now."
The implication is that no one can save you.
The men in black looked at each other in bewilderment. "How could Jiguang Jianzun die? What nonsense are you talking about? Who are you?"
Fu Wei was too lazy to talk to a dying man. His red clothes fluttered, and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent: "Go to hell and ask King Yama."
As soon as the voice fell, Fu Weidao raised his sword and slashed, killing all the black-clad men in the Rong Mansion.
After doing all this, he was about to leave again, but his heart suddenly ached, and something slowly climbed up from his collar, winding all the way to under the corner of his eye. It was a blood-colored lotus pattern, strangely and gorgeously colored on his snow-white skin, making him look even more like a ghost.
Every inch of skin occupied by the lotus pattern felt as painful as if it were being cut by a knife.
This made Fu Wei frown.
Damn Ji Guang, he couldn't even rest in peace after his death. He just killed those mortals and got the backlash himself.
Fu Wei had no choice but to find a clean place immediately and start to cultivate his spiritual power.
The system asked worriedly: "Sir, I've activated the pain shield for you. Are you feeling any better now?"
Fu Wei said softly, "Thank you, I feel much better now."
The system then said: [Then I will transmit the memories of this world to you.]
Fu Wei: "Okay."
This is a world of immortals and heroes. The young man whose clan has just been exterminated is the villain of this world, and he is a cannon fodder even more vicious than the villain.
In this world, Fu Wei is the sword spirit of the ancient immortal and demon sword. He is both good and evil. In addition, it is a divine sword. As a sword spirit, Fu Wei can reach the God Transformation Stage without any training.
You know, the only person in this world who has reached the Spirit Transformation Stage is the number one person in the world, the Silence Light Sword Master of the Shangqing Immortal Sect. So it can be said that almost no one in the entire Three Realms can do anything to him.
As a result, his temperament became more and more domineering and arrogant. He always did things based on his mood, regardless of whether they were right or wrong. He soon attracted the siege of hundreds of immortal sects.
Among them is the Lord of Silence Light Sword.
He just happened to lack a good sword.
The two fought for three days and three nights. In the end, Fuwei was one move behind, but Fuwei refused to acknowledge his master. So Jiguang had to make an agreement with Fuwei. Fuwei would be commanded by Jiguang, and Jiguang had to allow him a place to stay and the position of Sword King.
Jiguang Jianzun is the protagonist, a typical man who cares about the world. Fu Wei looks down on him and thinks he is just pretending to be compassionate.
Jiguang always felt that Fuwei was just uneducated, so he tried to influence him with his sincerity.
So they competed secretly for a hundred years.
Until the battle between immortals and demons.
The Lord of the Silence Light Sword was betrayed by his most trusted fellow disciple. In order to protect the people of the world, he chose to die together with the devil. As a result, the hundreds of immortal sects won by a narrow margin, and Fu Wei also fell into the human world.
Fu Wei thought he was free, but he didn't expect that Ji Guang, fearing that he would cause chaos in the world after his death, actually cast a backlash curse on him.
If Fu Wei kills someone, he will be cut into pieces.
The original owner naturally could not tolerate such restrictions, but to break the curse, he had to have the blood of Jiguang's heart.
So the original owner decided to resurrect Jiguang. Coincidentally, at this time, he discovered that Rong Jiao, a mortal child he had accidentally rescued, was carrying Glazed Bone, which was the most important ingredient in the medicine.
So the original owner raised Rong Jiao slowly until he reached the Spirit Transformation Stage, and finally tricked him into the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, cut open Rong Jiao's glass bones, and pushed him down the cave.
With the glass bone as a medicine, Fu Wei successfully resurrected Ji Guang, but Ji Guang was only two or three years old at that time, so Fu Wei worked hard to raise Ji Guang.
When Jiguang was twenty years old and most dependent on himself, Fuwei dug out his heart and broke the backlash curse.
Do you think this is the end?
No, the worst is yet to come.
After Jiguang had his heart dug out, he actually managed to overcome the tribulation and became a big shot in the tribulation period.
After Rong Jiao was pushed into the devil's cave, he not only did not die, but instead he made his way out of the blood and became the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm.
As a result, the original owner was successfully hunted down by both good and evil forces.
In the end, with the joint efforts of Rong Jiao and Ji Guang, Fu Wei's sword was used to kill the man.
After accepting the plot, Fu Wei was silent for a moment, and the system was also silent for a moment. Neither of them spoke.
Fu Wei: "What a vicious plot, who came up with this?"
The system coughed dryly: [This was written by an author in our area whose brain is full of melodrama.]
Fu Wei was speechless and said, "Does anyone have any objections to the plot being written like this?"
System: [Sir, please forgive her. She's so unpopular that no one scolds her anymore.]
Fu Wei: “…”
Fu Wei was regulating his breathing, while Rong Jiao watched as all the men in black were killed and everything returned to calm. He sat on the ground blankly, staring at the ruins in front of him with his big round eyes. He looked for a long time before finally reacting.
Tears poured down and the little girl cried heart-wrenchingly.
This fire is not an ordinary fire, but a spiritual fire borrowed by someone who wants to destroy the corpse. After the fire, not even the corpse will be left.
After crying for a long time, Rong Jiao forced himself to wipe away his tears. He had no parents anymore, so he couldn't cry anymore. He was an adult now and couldn't be as willful as before.
"Rong Jiao, stop crying. You're a man, do you hear me?" Rong Jiao patted his face and muttered to himself, "You still have to take care of Daddy and the others' ashes..."
"You have to avenge them. You can't be such a coward."
A burnt black jar was dug out from a pile of rubble. Rong Jiao knelt on the rubble, holding the ashes and slowly filled the jar.
"This is Daddy, this is Mommy, this is Uncle, this is Sister Xiao Cui..."
Rong Jiao couldn't tell which piece of ashes belonged to his father and which to his mother, so he could only put them all into his little jar.
"I will definitely avenge you..."
But he is still so young. If those people knew that he was not dead, they would definitely not let him go. Rong Jiao must stay alive before he can take revenge.
So he held the jar carefully and sat next to Fu Wei.
If Brother Fairy can kill those men in black, he must be able to protect himself. He wants to protect Brother Fairy, and then wait for Brother Fairy to wake up and ask Brother Fairy to help him.
But after a while, dark clouds surged in the sky, covering the moon and stars. When I looked up, it was pitch black, and thunder could be heard from time to time.
It's going to rain.
He carefully put the jar down and searched among the rubble.
The fairy brother helped me fight the bad guys and needs to rest. I can’t let him get wet in the rain.
But it was so difficult to find an umbrella in the ruins, not to mention that the flames were not extinguished. Rong Jiao's little hands were burned and the skin was curled up, bloody and mangled. Even though her face turned pale with pain, she did not stop.
Finally, he found a broken umbrella.
The cold rain made Rong Jiao's hands and feet cold and made him tremble, but he still slowly moved to Fu Wei's side and covered Fu Wei's head with the tattered umbrella.
It started to rain heavily.
Rong Jiao was soaked and messy, but when he saw that Fu Wei was still fine, he couldn't help but raise a pale smile at the corner of his mouth.
Brother God, I will help you avoid getting wet in the rain. When you wake up, can I also ask you to help me avoid being killed by those bad guys?
I really want to live.
…
The backlash curse was extremely painful, and on top of that, Ji Guang had just swung him and the Demon God back and forth several times, and then he fell from the sky. Although he was not seriously injured, the huge force of Ji Guang and the Demon God's self-explosion still hurt him. He needed to find a reliable place to recuperate.
The Rong family is obviously not a good place, there are too many flies.
After Fuwei finished regulating his breathing, it was already daybreak. The entire Rong Mansion was burned to ashes, leaving only a mess, and it started to rain.
The corner of Fu Wei's clothes was not wet at all.
The child whose clan was exterminated, with red eyes, held up a tattered umbrella for him, holding a jar tightly in his arms. He didn't let Fu Wei or the jar get wet, but he himself was soaked like a drowned rat.
Seeing Fu Wei open her eyes, the child's lifeless eyes brightened for a moment. Seeing Fu Wei's cold expression, Rong Jiao shrank back and hesitantly explained: "It's raining... I... I'll hold an umbrella for you..."
So stupid.
Fu Wei didn't need an umbrella, but he still covered Fu Wei's head with the good side of the umbrella, and he himself was shivering with cold like a quail.
"No need, keep it for yourself."
Fu Wei stood up and looked at the dark sky, feeling extremely unhappy. He waved his hand and the rain stopped.
Fu Wei stretched and left Rong Mansion without looking back.
Rong Jiao's eyes were red as she pleaded softly, "Brother Shenxian, my family is gone and I'm all alone. Can you take me in?"
Fu Wei didn't have time to bring a burden along, so she coldly refused: "No."
Rong Jiao gave a flattering smile: "I eat very little, I am very well behaved, and I won't cause you any trouble. I can even be your servant."
Fu Wei: "No."
Rong Jiao followed, staggering, holding the jar in his arms.
Fu Wei didn't care about him. He walked so fast that Rong Jiao soon couldn't keep up with him.
Who knew that after walking a few steps, another group of people came.
The group of people came over aggressively, looking at Rong Jiao following Fu Wei closely. Their eyes were full of scrutiny, and their tone was very arrogant: "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Fu Wei frowned. Another bunch of idiots who were not afraid of death.
Fear flashed in Rong Jiao's eyes. He subconsciously moved closer to Fu Wei, carefully grasping her sleeves bit by bit, lowering his head and begging:
"Big Brother... Big Brother... Save me... They will kill me... I beg you..."
Fu Wei ignored Rong Jiao and slowly asked the people in front of him, "Who are you?"
The man said: "I am this little ghost's uncle. My elder brother is in trouble, and now there is only the younger one left. Naturally, I will take him back."
"Have some sense and give him to me, or I'll kill you!"
Fu Wei thought he was arrogant enough, but he didn't expect that there is always someone better than you.
Fu Wei sneered: "If I didn't know, I would think that you were the ones who started the fire. You are so arrogant."
That person: "You are slandering me!"
"Stop talking nonsense." Fu Wei pinched Rong Jiao's collar with disdain and lifted him up like a chicken. He even shook him off because he was too wet. "Here, take it."
Rong Jiao looked at Fu Wei in disbelief, his eyes bloodshot, and struggled violently.
Seeing this, the man laughed even more happily.
"You're smart!"
Rong Jiao cried heartbreakingly: "Please, please, save me, don't send me to them, don't send me to them, please, brother immortal..."
"I won't bother you anymore. Please don't give me away. It's okay if you throw me away, but don't give me to them. I will die, I will die... woo woo..."
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