Chapter 53: After Abandoning the Poor Little Apprentice 13 Fu Wei, Please...
There was no clue about what happened last night, Rong Jiao disguised it very well.
Early the next morning, Bai Lingqiu came to Fu Wei with a worried look on his face, twisting his neck. He muttered, "The bed in your Weiruo Palace is so uncomfortable! I woke up feeling like my bones were broken."
Especially the back of the neck, it feels like it was crushed alive, it feels so sour and painful.
Fu Wei thought this vixen was just looking for trouble and said coldly, "You don't have to live here either."
"No, I'll just live here. I've given away all my heirlooms."
Fu Wei was too lazy to pay attention to him and was fiddling with the flame in the soul-gathering lamp.
After a while, Rong Jiao came over to pay his respects.
"Greetings, Master." Rong Jiao's face was calm and collected. He stood there without saying a word, and his sense of proportion was precise, as if the crazy person last night was not him.
"You've come just in time. I have something to tell you."
Upon hearing this, Bai Ling immediately sat up straight.
Rong Jiao's eyes flickered slightly, and he bowed, "Master, please speak."
Fu Wei pursed his lips and said, "Since you joined the Shangqing Immortal Sect a hundred years ago, you haven't returned to your hometown, nor have you ever paid tribute to your parents. Go pack your things. I plan to take you back to Yuncheng."
Yuncheng is located in a remote area, right on the border with the Demon Realm.
Could Fu Wei no longer bear it?
This is good. Rong Jiao wants to see what Fu Wei will do when they really arrive in Yunzhou and visit his parents' grave.
Rong Jiao's expression remained calm: "Yes, Master."
After saying that, Rong Jiao stood up and left the main hall.
Bai Lingqiu asked cautiously, "Have you really thought it through?"
Fu Wei put away the soul-gathering lamp, stood up and walked down from the throne, and said "hmm".
"I will go to Yuncheng with Rong Jiao first. You take the Soul Gathering Lamp and go to the Demon Realm first. I will tell you when I get there."
The Soul Gathering Lamp can only be activated by the direct bloodline of the demon clan, and that is only Bai Lingqiu. This is why Fu Wei keeps Bai Lingqiu by his side.
Bai Lingqiu nodded: "Okay."
After Rong Jiao and Bai Lingqiu left, Weiruo Palace became empty, leaving Fu Wei alone.
Now Rong Jiao's cultivation has reached the Spirit Transformation Stage, and he can already remove bones. This is obviously a happy thing, but Fu's heart is not moved at all.
Even a little more tangled.
After a long time, Fu Wei took out a blood-red flute from his arms.
If Rong Jiao were there, he would definitely recognize that this was the flute that Fu Wei gave him to take revenge.
Fu Wei silently put the flute on his waist and walked out of the hall.
The wind blew through the willow branches. It was March now, and the peach blossoms all over the sky were like clusters of clouds, layer upon layer, so beautiful.
Fu Wei and Rong Jiao stood in front of the graves of Rong's father and mother.
When he left, Fu Wei set up a barrier here to prevent grave digging and tomb robbery a hundred years later. Now, a hundred years have passed, and it is still the same as before.
Rong Jiao knelt down and whispered, "Dad and Mom, Rong Jiao is here to see you."
The wind blew through the peach blossom forest, and pink petals fell. Rong Jiao felt that he should cry or say more, but he couldn't cry, nor could he say any touching and sincere words. He only felt pain in his heart, and his sea of consciousness was constantly surging.
Rong Jiao knelt for a very long time until he could no longer bear it. The ruthless way backfired on him and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Jiaojiao..." Fu Wei was startled and subconsciously checked Rong Jiao's condition, but he had long forgotten that Rong Jiao was already a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage, so even if there was a backlash, it would not be a big deal.
Rong Jiao took advantage of the situation and grabbed Fu Wei's hand. Without waiting for Fu Wei's reaction, he pulled him into his arms and they hugged each other.
Fu Wei fell into Rong Jiao's arms, feeling a little dazed.
"Father and Mother, don't worry. My Master treats me very well. He will protect me well in the future, and I will protect him as well, because my Master is the best person in the world."
"Master, tell me, am I right?"
Fu Wei, who has always been arrogant and domineering and always tough in everything he does, hurriedly avoided Rong Jiao's eyes this time, and did not dare to look into Rong Jiao's eyes.
Fu Wei pushed away Rong Jiao who was hugging her, stood up and took a few steps back, saying lightly: "We should go."
Feeling the remaining warmth in his arms, Rerong Jiao nodded obediently, then asked him: "Master, should we return to the Immortal Sect, or go somewhere else?"
The wind blew through Fu Wei's gorgeous robe, and her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.
For some reason, Fu Wei didn't say it out loud right away, but instead felt something stuck in her throat.
Rong Jiao just looked at him quietly, as if he understood the anxiety and struggle in his heart. His dead heart suddenly beat. Even though it was as painful as a knife, he still held on to the last hope, expecting Fu Wei's pity.
But there really was a moment when Fu Wei returned to her previous appearance.
"Let's not go back to the Immortal Sect yet. Let's go to the Ten Thousand Demons Cave first. I want to find a magical herb."
The temperature in Rong Jiao's heart cooled, and the last ray of hope faded away quietly. His mouth felt bitter and astringent, and he said with difficulty: "Okay, I will accompany Master."
Walking through the fragrant garden in March on earth, I came to the black air surrounded by evil spirits. There were no vibrant flowers, plants or trees, nor bright sunshine, only a blood moon in the sky and corpses all over the ground.
The Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, as the name suggests, is the burial place of all demons.
If you accidentally fall in, even if you are at the Spirit Transformation Stage, you will not be able to escape death.
On the cliff of the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, a blood-colored spiritual flower that grew against resentment was held in Fu Wei's palm, and their robes were rustling in the wind.
Bai Lingqiu has retreated and is hiding in the dark, ready to respond to Fu Wei's call at any time.
"Rong Jiao." Fu Wei called out.
Rong Jiao looked up, and this time he no longer concealed his emotions. He whispered, "I'm here."
The next second, red lotus fire suddenly burned around Fu Wei's body, and he tightly wrapped Rong Jiao around him. The golden chains locked his limbs. Now Rong Jiao was like a lamb to be slaughtered, and was forced to kneel down.
Rong Jiao laughed instantly.
It is still like this, Rong Jiao, Rong Jiao, you are so stupid. You still haven't given up until now and think that Fu Wei still has some true feelings for you.
But he doesn't take you seriously at all.
Fu Wei said, "You know everything, right?"
Fu Wei never fell into a deep sleep when he was resting. He would wake up at the slightest movement, but he slept very soundly yesterday.
The soul-gathering lamp also showed signs of having been tampered with. In such a huge immortal sect, the only one who could achieve this quietly and without a trace was probably Rong Jiao, who was in the same Spirit Transformation Stage as him.
Rong Jiao smiled bitterly: "I thought Master would say some sweet words to coax me first? I didn't expect it to be so direct."
Fu Wei's eyes flickered: "That's not necessary."
Rong Jiao: "That's unnecessary, Fu Wei, Master, do you have a heart?"
Fu Wei just lowered her eyes and looked at him: "Since you knew I was going to do this, why did you follow me?"
Rong Jiao's eyes were red, and every word he said was filled with tears. He said self-deprecatingly, "Yes, why? I have clearly seen the truth. I clearly knew that following you would mean death. I clearly knew that you saved me and helped me from the beginning just for this day."
"But I still couldn't help it. I followed you foolishly, because even now, I still have a last hope for you."
"I want to see with my own eyes how you kill me. Perhaps only in this way can I truly give up."
Fu Wei pursed her lips and did not deny it.
"From the beginning, I had no intention of interfering, nor did I intend to save you. It was you who was persistent and kept pestering me."
"If you didn't possess the Glazed Bone, I wouldn't even take you seriously, let alone accept you as my disciple. You're only of use today."
"Rong Jiao, don't blame me. The world of immortal cultivation is all about the survival of the fittest."
Yes, this is the law of survival in this world.
The strong are always superior to the weak, and he can only live under the shadow of Fu Wei forever, and cannot even decide what kind of cultivation he wants to do.
But he really likes Fu Wei, he likes her so much that he loves her to the point of losing his life.
Rong Jiao laughed until tears started streaming down his face. He asked with a choked voice, "Fu Wei, in your eyes, in your heart, have you ever not treated me as a tool?"
Even though he knew that this answer was definitely not what he wanted, Rong Jiao still looked up, just like when he looked up at Fu Wei to become his disciple.
"Answer me, Fuwei."
Fu Wei just slowly bent down, his expression cold, and said word by word: "Never."
Rong Jiao stared at Fu Wei's eyes, as if trying to find any sign of lying on his face, but there was none.
Proud as a god, and a god like Fuwei.
In his eyes, all living beings are not worth mentioning, let alone himself?
That jade-white hand rested on Rong Jiao's back, and he said like coaxing a child, "Jiao Jiao, be good. I won't let you suffer for too long."
The next second, Fu Wei exerted force suddenly, and there was a painful roar like a wild beast. Rong Jiao howled to the sky. As the spiritual bone was pulled out, the powerful spiritual power belonging to the cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage dissipated, and an ice lotus suddenly bloomed around the body, wrapping Rong Jiao.
The gusts of wind caused the demonic energy in the entire Ten Thousand Demons Cave to become turbulent, and a hurricane was set off on the top of the cliff.
Fu Wei pulled out a crystal clear bone that emitted colorful divine light. The dazzling blood slid down the glass bone and finally dripped onto the blood spirit flower. Not a single drop of blood was wasted.
Without the Glazed Bone, Rong Jiao had become a cripple, kneeling there covered in blood. The ice lotus shattered, and the spiritual power turned into specks of lustrous white light, which turned into heavy snow falling from the sky.
Rong Jiao forced his eyelids open and looked up at Fu Wei, but unfortunately Fu Wei didn't look at him.
He only cared about the Glazed Bone in his hand, the Blood Spirit Flower, and the Silence Light Sword Master who had been dead for a hundred years.
"Fuwei—" Rong Jiao looked at the demonic energy surging behind him and the startled evil spirit. He finally gave up. He closed his eyes and opened them again. He looked at Fuwei with hatred and said, "You saved my life, and I will return you the Glazed Bone. I hurt you in the illusion, and I have also endured the pain of backlash for a hundred years."
"I don't owe you anything."
Fu Wei looked at him indifferently and listened quietly.
Rong Jiao struggled to stand up, his face full of madness and paranoia. He took the Lingshuang Sword from his waist and used the last bit of his spiritual power to cut it off.
"From today on, you and I, as master and disciple, will be like this sword, and our friendship will be severed."
"If we ever meet again, we'll fight until death."
"Okay." Fu Wei knocked the man down from the Demon Cave without hesitation.
The demonic energy lurking at the bottom of the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons screamed, surged, and roared, almost drowning Rong Jiao in an instant.
Heavy snow fell all over the sky. Fu Wei just stood there and smiled softly after a while.
"Then you must come out alive."
Fu Wei took the blood-red flute from his waist and threw it down.
The flute slowly fell, and wherever it passed, the evil spirit screamed in terror.
When Fu Wei saw this, he turned and left.
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Twenty years later, Shangqing Immortal Sect.
In front of the hall, under the fiery gaze, there was only a young man who looked exactly like the Immortal Lord Jiguang, wearing tight clothes and practicing sword with sweat all over his body.
His forehead was covered with sweat, and his clothes were also wet with sweat.
Fu Wei supported her chin and watched boredly.
After an unknown amount of time, the young man ran up to Fu Wei, panting tiredly, and said coquettishly, "Master, I'm so tired. Can we practice again tomorrow?"
The young man in front of me is the reincarnation of Jiguang.
Fu Wei originally thought that after rescuing him, he would be able to quickly remove the backlash curse from his body, but who knew that Ji Guang would shrink into a little baby, forcing him to raise him from scratch.
That's fine.
Who knew that after his rebirth, Jiguang would be such a useless person. He followed him and practiced sword for twenty years, but he is still in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
It would probably take hundreds of years for him to form an infant and become a god, and for the backlash curse on him to be removed?
This idiot!
Fu Weiwei narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly stood up, pinched Ji Guang's chin with his white fingertips, and smiled more beautifully than the blooming peach blossoms: "My dear disciple, can you tell me again?"
Jiguang's legs went weak and he immediately fell to his knees with a plop.
"As the eldest disciple of the Shangqing Immortal Sect and the Sword Master's only disciple, I am the sect's future hope. How dare I be so lazy? Master, I will go practice swordplay right now!"
After saying that, Jiguang crawled off to practice sword fighting.
Fu Wei: “…” Idiot.
If this man had not been resurrected by himself, Fu Wei would not have dared to believe that he was the Ji Guang who talked about the common people, benevolence, righteousness and morality.
"Master." Xie Qingling walked over and called out in a low voice.
Xie Qingling has been very indifferent to him over the years because she does not agree with Fu Wei's killing of innocent people in order to revive Ji Guang.
Even if the person saved is Jiguang, it won’t work.
Many people had the same idea as Xie Qingling, but since it concerned the reputation of the Immortal Sect, the best way should be to keep it secret by all means.
But Fu Wei didn't do that. Not only that, she frankly admitted that she had killed Rong Jiao.
So the next day, this matter spread throughout the three realms.
Some people scolded Fu Wei for being heartless and killing even the disciple he had raised with his own hands.
Some people lamented that Fu Wei had a deep affection for Ji Guang and was willing to sacrifice even his own disciple just to resurrect Ji Guang.
But the most common feeling is the fear and dread of Fu Wei, as well as everyone's dissatisfaction with him due to his arrogance and domineering behavior over the years.
Fu Wei: "What's wrong?"
Xie Qingling said solemnly, "Something happened."
Fu Wei frowned: "What do you mean?"
Xie Qingling showed Fu Wei the letter of help sent from the demon world.
That was written by Bai Lingqiu himself.
The general meaning is that the new king of the demon world has ascended the throne and is now constantly expanding outward. The first to be hit is the demon world. The entire nine-tailed fox clan is under control, and the demon king forces them to surrender, otherwise he will kill everyone.
Bai Lingqiu really had no choice but to ask Fu Wei to help him in return for the Soul Gathering Lamp he had borrowed from him in the past.
Looking at the scribbled letter, his heart, which had been hanging in the air for many years, suddenly settled down, and he seemed to understand something.
So Fu Wei made a quick decision: "I will go to the demon tribe myself, and you will keep an eye on Ji Guang for me."
Xie Qingling couldn't help but frown and whispered, "Master, this Demon Lord should not be underestimated."
"I heard he was born in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, fought his way out from among countless monsters, and walked out on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He killed three of the rulers of the five continents of the Demon Realm, and some couldn't even survive three moves at his hands!"
"His cultivation has reached the stage of transcending tribulation. No one in this world can fight him."
"If that's the case, why not write a letter to all the immortal sects and fight against the demons together?"
You must know that the demon world separates the demons from the human world, and is considered a vital line of defense for the human world. Once the demons fall into the hands of the demons, they can easily come to the human world. Then not only will the people of the world be in danger, but even the hundreds of immortal families will find it difficult to protect themselves.
There is nothing wrong in supporting the demon clan and resisting the demon clan together.
But the bad thing is that among the hundreds of immortal families, no one is willing to stand up.
Because they are afraid.
Fearing that the demons would kill them, they chose to hide.
Fu Wei chuckled: "You can try now and see if they will come."
Xie Qingling nodded upon hearing this and sent out hundreds of sound transmission notes.
Some people responded, but when they heard about supporting the demon world and fighting against the demons, they all started to play deaf and dumb. Some even said directly that Fu Wei and Bai Lingqiu were lovers, and they wanted to help him and drag them along.
Xie Qingling's face was extremely ugly. He cursed in a low voice, "A bunch of short-sighted trash." After a pause, he said, "I'll take the others with you."
Fu Wei shook his head: "No, you have to protect Shangqing Xianzong for me."
Xie Qingling: "But..."
Fu Wei: "If the situation is not right, I will leave, but if you follow me, if something happens, I am afraid I will not be able to take care of you."
Xie Qingling had no choice but to give up.
When Fu Wei arrived at the demon world, the entire demon world was extremely quiet. There were no demons or monsters on the streets, let alone demons. All families stayed at home, and there were no signs of fighting. It was as quiet as a dead city.
Fu Wei couldn't help but frown.
What is going on?
Fu Wei sent dozens of sound transmission notes, but all of them fell on deaf ears, which made his heart sink to the bottom.
Fu Wei had no choice but to turn around and go to the Demon King's Palace.
In order to get close to Bai Lingqiu so that he could give her the precious Soul Gathering Lamp, Fu Wei had stayed in the Demon King's Palace quite a lot, so she was familiar with the place. However, she didn't expect that the palace, which was bustling in the past, was now eerily quiet.
Everyone seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
Where are the people?
Why are they all gone?
At this moment, Fu Wei discovered that there was a candle lit in the palace of the Demon King, and immediately dodged over.
Bai Lingqiu was trapped on the stone pillar at the entrance of the hall, with his head lowered, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
Fu Wei leaped forward, and just as he was about to reach out and touch Bai Lingqiu, he heard Bai Lingqiu roar, "Don't touch me, there's a trap!"
Fortunately, Fu Wei was prepared. The previous move was just a test and did not take effect. After hearing Bai Lingqiu say this, he immediately retreated.
There's a trick here.
Perhaps he had fallen into a trap from the very beginning when he stepped into the demon world.
The red lotus flames burned bright red, and the lotus pattern between the eyebrows was so bright that it was dazzling. Fu Wei glanced around coldly: "Demon Emperor, won't you come out and see me?"
But the one who came out was not the Demon Lord, but the Demon Lord's most trusted lackey. He looked at Fu Wei with emotion and said with a smile: "As expected of the head of the Shangqing Immortal Sect, the renowned Sword Lord, seeing is believing. I am Ying Shou."
Fu Wei looked at him coldly, not taking him seriously: "I know you, the new Demon Lord of the Northern Territory, the Demon Emperor's biggest lackey."
Ying Jue was not angry when he heard this. He smiled and said, "Today is a feud between the demons and monsters. I advise you, Sword Lord, not to get involved. Otherwise, our Demon Emperor will not let you go."
Fu Wei sneered, "I hate being threatened the most in my life. A hundred years ago, I beat you to a pulp, and I can still vividly remember you howling on the ground. Now, only a hundred years later, you dare to tell me what to do?"
Shadow Hunter: "Well, what do you say, 'When a man has been away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes?'"
Fu Wei sneered.
Shadow Hunter: "Please, Sword Master, return to the human world."
Fu Wei: "Absolutely not."
Ying Ju narrowed his eyes slightly: "In that case, don't blame me for being rude."
Fu Wei sneered: "Seeking death."
The Immortal Demon Sword was revealed, and the red lotus fire shot up into the sky. The scarlet robe fluttered like a flying butterfly.
The sound of swords and knives was loud and sharp. After just a few moves, Fu Wei pierced Ying Shou's chest with a sword and pinned him to the ground.
Ying Shou did not want to fight any longer. Seeing that he could not win, he immediately crushed his magic weapon for escape and ran away with his men.
Bai Lingqiu was then helped down by Wei.
Bai Lingqiu cried uncontrollably, choking with sobs, "I was so scared! You have no idea how terrifying that Demon Emperor was. My father and I didn't even have time to fight back before we were caught and tied up!"
Fu Wei comforted him: "Where are the other monsters?"
Bai Lingqiu shook his head: "I don't know what's going on. Since the Demon Lord arrived, the entire demon race has fallen into a coma except for me. What should we do?"
No wonder.
Bai Lingqiu choked up and said, "We, the demon race, have always been neutral. Where did this trouble come from? How could this happen?"
After seeing all the situations of the people in the Demon King's Palace, Fu Wei immediately knew what was going on.
Fu Wei whispered, "This matter has nothing to do with you. It's my fault."
Bai Lingqiu sobbed: "What do you mean?"
Before Fu Wei could answer, a phantom appeared in front of them.
All the disciples, elders and peak masters of the Shangqing Immortal Sect were gathered on the square of the Shangqing Palace. Among them seemed to be the leaders of hundreds of other immortal sects. Not far away from them, the army of the demon world was eyeing them covetously and surrounded the entire sect.
Among a huge group of demon soldiers, a gorgeous black sedan was parked there, like a small house. A three-headed giant lion was crawling in front of the sedan, with a big copper bell on its neck. Its breathing was enough to knock over several monks in the Foundation Establishment stage.
Bai Lingqiu looked on in disbelief, muttering to himself, "What's going on? How did the demon soldiers get to the Shangqing Immortal Sect?!"
Fu Wei whispered, "Those who have reached the Tribulation Crossing stage already possess the power to tear the void apart, which is why those demon soldiers landed here."
Bai Lingqiu didn't understand: "But I don't understand, if the Demon Emperor's target is the Shangqing Immortal Sect, why would he attack the demon tribe?"
"...Those Shadow Hunters couldn't really be considered an attack, and they didn't kill any of your demonic people. This was just a bait to lure the tiger away from the mountain."
Bai Lingqiu: "Is it transferring you away?"
Before Fu Wei could answer, a man in a black robe slowly walked out of the carriage. His clothes were gorgeous and embroidered with the red spider lily of hell with gold and silver threads. At the same time, he revealed a face that was extremely familiar to all the disciples of the Immortal Sect.
The once cold and indifferent eyes and brows have become full of evil, like an evil ghost demanding life from hell.
"Big Brother!"
"It's actually the eldest senior brother!"
"Big Brother is not dead, but he has been possessed by a demon."
"What senior brother? He is no longer your senior brother! Shut up, I want to see what he wants to do!" The master of the Beast Taming Peak shouted loudly, then summoned his own magic weapon and rushed straight towards Rong Jiao.
Rong Jiao didn't even make a move. With a wave of his hand, he knocked the man down violently, causing him to vomit blood and fall unconscious to the ground.
Xie Qingling quickly fed the Beastmaster a pill to stabilize his injuries, and at the same time shouted at the Demon Emperor, "Rong Jiao, what on earth do you want to do?"
Rong Jiao chuckled softly, his tone tingling with coldness and bone-chilling rage: "Fu Wei and I have a deep-seated blood feud. Today, considering our former friendship, I will give you three days to find Fu Wei and bring him to me. Otherwise, I will first destroy the Shangqing Immortal Sect, then the hundreds of immortal sects, and will definitely flatten the entire mortal world!"
The blood-red eyes scanned the crowd and finally fell on a point, just meeting Fu Wei outside the projection stone. With an almost cruel teasing look, Fu Wei was instantly shocked and felt an invisible pressure coming upon him.
Rong Jiao knew where he was, and even if he didn't go there, he would be caught by him.
The screen ends here.
Bai Lingqiu was so frightened that his legs went limp and he almost fell to his knees: "How could it be him? He could survive after falling into the Ten Thousand Demons Cave?"
"Yes." Fu Wei said, "This is why the Demon Emperor attacked the demon clan first. He wanted to transfer me away. If he didn't transfer me away, I would fight to the death to protect the Shangqing Immortal Sect and fight him to the death."
"But this way of dying is too easy for me, too simple. So he wants to take advantage of my weakness and force me to come to him, preferably kneel before him, repent for what I did in the past, and beg for his forgiveness."
This is Rong Jiao’s true revenge.
In the past, he played with him in the palm of his hand. Now, he also wanted to trap Fu Wei in the palm of his hand and torture her, which would be the real revenge.
Twenty years have passed, and what is supposed to come has finally come.
What Fu Wei didn't expect was that Rong Jiao would come to take revenge so openly.
But it’s okay, at least Fu Wei knows that he won’t hurt anyone else.
After all, Xie Qingling was nice to him.
The only person that Shangqing Xianzong has let down is himself.
"Twenty years ago, you treated him like this. Now he must be dying to cut you into pieces." Bai Lingqiu was so frightened that he was sweating profusely and could barely speak. "What are you going to do?"
Fu Wei was more open-minded: "What are you afraid of? Even if he wants to retaliate, the person he will kill is me."
Oh, there's one more.
After all, he dug up the bones for Jiguang, and Jiguang was also on his revenge list.
I don’t know whether Rong Jiao caught that idiot Ji Guang.
Bai Lingqiu: "I was there back then, too. I'll go with you."
Fu Wei shook his head and threw him a pill recipe: "Since I know you have offended him before, then don't provoke him. I will take responsibility for my own actions. You should find a way to save your own people."
A red vortex door slowly opened, and Fu Wei stepped into the door with her clothes fluttering.
He planned to go to the Qingxian Sect.
Bai Lingqiu's eyes turned red: "Fuwei, please don't die!"
Fu Wei waved her hand: "Don't worry."
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