Chapter 57: After Abandoning the Poor Little Disciple 17 “My good Master,…
Fu Wei left the East Domain Hall and flew hundreds of miles away in the blink of an eye. At the same time, the entire Demon Realm was filled with calls for Fu Wei's capture.
[Shangqing Sword Lord Fu Wei secretly escaped from the Demon Palace, and the Demon Emperor was furious. He rewarded anyone who provided information with three thousand high-grade spirit stones, and anyone who captured the Sword Lord alive would be rewarded with a high-grade immortal weapon!]
The entire Five-Direction Demon Realm was on alert. Fu Wei couldn't escape, so he could only find a place to hide temporarily. He didn't need to hide for too long, just enough to give them time to rescue Ji Guang.
That's right, when Fu Wei took Ji Guang to escape from Shangqing Immortal Sect, he had already anticipated that one day he would be caught by Rong Jiao, so Fu Wei had made arrangements in advance.
As long as Fu Wei is captured, Feng Chixue will unite with hundreds of immortal sects to save Ji Guang.
The hundreds of immortal families can ignore themselves, but now the demons are in power, and Jiguang has a very high prestige. He is their only hope. The hundreds of immortal families will not ignore Jiguang.
Seeing the demon world in chaos, Fu Wei withdrew his own spiritual power and released the demonic energy that he had suppressed deep inside.
Fu Wei's original form is the Immortal Demon Sword, which has both magic and spiritual powers, so it is natural for him to mingle among the demons.
"Someone, search for me!"
Just when Fu Wei was catching his breath, a group of demon soldiers posted a notice and began searching house to house.
For a time, any man wearing red was arrested and interrogated, including those with better looks and who matched Fu Wei's age.
Fu Wei secretly pressed down her veil and walked silently to a corner.
Nothing could be seen in the dark corner, and no one knew what Fu Wei was doing. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and a demon girl in purple clothes walked out of the alley.
The girl had a beautiful face, a pair of affectionate eyes that sparkled and captivated the soul, and she was dressed in gorgeous clothes, revealing her slender and flexible waist. The bracelets around her waist jingled with every step she took, and she swayed gracefully.
Fu Wei, who had become like this, walked out openly.
He didn't believe that even if he became like this, these stupid demon soldiers could still recognize him.
Obviously, the group of demon soldiers could not recognize her. Instead, they were attracted by Fu Wei's beautiful appearance and could not take their eyes off her. They were stunned.
Fu Wei sneered and scolded them, "What are you looking at?! Be careful or I'll dig your eyes out."
Girls from the demon world are always bold and aggressive, so there is no sense of incongruity in Fu Wei being like this.
"It sounds so nice when you curse people."
"Whose family are you from? Are you married? Can I propose to you?"
Fu Wei raised her chin and snorted coldly, "Sword Lord has escaped, and instead of arresting him, you're blocking my path here. Aren't you afraid of being blamed by the higher-ups? You still want to propose marriage? Think about it."
After cursing, he walked straight past the demon soldier.
As the sleeves fluttered, a faint fragrance filled the air.
The demon soldiers suddenly woke up and did not dare to delay any longer, so they started searching immediately.
Fu Wei slowly walked out of the encirclement of the demon soldiers, looked at them, and shook his head.
Even if Rong Jiao came in person, as long as he didn't use his spiritual power, Rong Jiao might not be able to recognize him. These idiots would never find him in their lifetime.
So Fu Wei was not worried and started shopping leisurely.
What Fu Wei didn't expect was that he was surrounded by people after he had only taken a few steps.
The good mood just now disappeared in an instant, and even someone as confident as Fu Wei had a stiff expression.
The leader was none other than the local city lord, Posa City Lord Zhao Qifang.
Zhao Qifang looked at the beautiful woman, his lips smiling until they reached the back of his ears. He said with a chuckle, "I originally came out to capture Jian Jun and avenge the humiliation I suffered that year, but I didn't expect to meet such a beautiful woman. God is really helping me!"
When Fu Wei was not yet the Sword King, he stayed in the Demon Realm for a period of time. At that time, the Demon Realm was in chaos and there were no such rules.
Zhao Qifang saw that Fu Weisheng was good-looking and planned to take him away by force, but was stripped naked by Fu Weisheng and hung on the city wall, becoming a laughing stock at the time.
I didn’t expect that a small gangster at that time had become the city lord.
And I am getting further and further away.
The huge gap in their hearts made Fu Wei feel a little unhappy, so he said with a fake smile: "City Lord, are you interested in me?"
Zhao Qifang nodded and said, "My little beauty, come back with me. I will make you the city lord's eighteenth concubine. You will eat and drink the best food and drink the spicy food. From now on, you can walk sideways in Posuo City!"
Fu Wei applauded: "Wow, Lord City Lord you are so awesome."
Seeing the beauty's admiration, Zhao Qifang smiled even more proudly: "So, my little beauty, you are willing?"
Fu Wei: "Of course I am willing. The City Lord is handsome and suave. How can I not admire him?"
Zhao Qifang laughed three times towards the sky, his whole body felt like he was bathed in spring breeze, his face flushed red, and those who didn't know him would think he had drunk a few jars of good wine.
"Excellent, my beauty. If you are willing, please come back with me."
Fu Wei frowned and said, "Of course, but I twisted my ankle just now and can't walk."
Zhao Qifang readily offered his own sedan chair and said considerately, "You are frail, and you should ride in a sedan chair. Come, my beauty, let me help you up!"
Fu Wei was then supported by Zhao Qifang and walked up slowly.
Zhao Qifang saw Fu Wei sitting down and rubbing his hands. He also wanted to go up, but he saw Fu Wei covering her heart and lying directly on the sedan chair.
"My Lord City Lord, my heart hurts a little, can you let me rest for a while?"
As she spoke, her beautiful brows slightly frowned, her eyes became redder, and she looked at Zhao Qifang eagerly with a tearful look.
Zhao Qifang was instantly captivated. "Okay, okay, my beauty, you take a rest. I will drive you myself and find a doctor for you when I get back."
Fu Wei: "Thank you very much, City Lord."
The Lord of Posa City has recently acquired a beauty, whom he loves like a treasure. The romantic story of him, as the Lord of the City, driving for the beauty has spread throughout the city, causing countless people to talk about it.
Zhao Qifang was no longer looking for the Sword Lord, his heart and eyes were filled with his delicate and innocent little beauty.
But he didn't expect that his delicate and innocent little beauty would change her expression as soon as she followed him back to the room.
The charming and pleasant voice instantly turned into a soft and clear male voice. Fu Wei sat on the chair, fiddling with the teacup nonchalantly, and said with a smile on her lips: "City Lord Zhao, long time no see."
The blush on his face disappeared instantly. Zhao Qifang took a deep breath and looked at Fu Wei in disbelief: "You...you...who are you?"
Fu Wei shook his head sadly, "It's only been a short while since we last met, City Lord Zhao, don't you recognize me already?"
Zhao Qifang recognized this voice even if it turned to ash. The last glimmer of hope vanished with Fu Wei's affirmation. Zhao Qifang screamed, turned around and began to bang on the door frantically, shouting, "Help, help, come and save me!"
It’s a pity that Fu Wei set up a barrier just after he entered the door, so Zhao Qifang couldn’t get out.
Fu Wei, with a teasing thought in mind, walked up to Zhao Qifang and said in her soft and charming voice, "Lord City Lord, don't you like me?"
Zhao Qifang: "Woo woo..."
Fu Wei: "Didn't you ask me to be your eighteenth concubine?"
Zhao Qifang: "I was wrong."
Fu Wei teleported in front of Zhao Qifang and said grimly, "Aren't you looking for revenge on me?"
Zhao Qifang: “Ahhhhhhhhh——”
Fu Wei teleported back to his seat and drank a cup of tea slowly: "You can scream even if your throat hurts, but no one will come to save you."
Zhao Qifang never thought that he was so lustful a hundred years ago that he was hung on the city wall by Fu Wei. Now he is traumatized and has vowed never to love men again. After so many years, he finally forgot about it and fell in love with a girl at first sight. He didn't expect that after all these twists and turns, he would still be the big devil Fu Wei.
"My lord, Lord Sword Lord, please don't come looking for me. I was wrong. I didn't want to seek revenge on you. Isn't this the strong request from the Demon Emperor? Otherwise, how could I offend you?"
"How about this, I'll let you go now and pretend I didn't see you, okay?"
Fu Wei chuckled, "Where could there be a safer place than right under the Demon Emperor's nose?"
What I mean is that I won’t leave.
Zhao Qifang cried, "Master Sword Lord, please, the Demon Emperor will kill me!"
Fu Wei didn't care: "If you don't agree, I'll send you on your way now, okay?"
Zhao Qifang immediately held back his anger and said flatteringly, "Master Sword Lord, you can stay as long as you want. I'll have dinner served right away!"
Fu Wei nodded: "That's quite reasonable."
Just when Zhao Qifang was about to burst into tears, someone suddenly came to the door and reported, "Lord City Lord, there's news from the Demon Palace saying that the Demon Emperor is staying in Posa City, and you are requested to go and greet him in person."
Zhao Qifang was so frightened that his legs went limp. He stared blankly at Fu Wei, "Master Sword Lord, what should we do?"
Fu Wei said calmly, "Does this have anything to do with me?"
Zhao Qifang: "Ah?"
Fu Wei said, "The whole city of Posuo knows that I am your concubine. Since my master is here, I must be here too."
Zhao Qifang: "But, what if, by some chance, you were discovered..."
Fu Wei said maliciously, "Why do you think the Demon Emperor suddenly came to your Posuo City? Of course he discovered something. If I leave immediately, I will be walking into a trap. Zhao Qifang, it doesn't matter to me. He won't kill me anyway because he likes me. But if he knew that you openly declared that you would marry me as a concubine in the street and stayed in my room for so long, do you think he would chop you into pieces?"
Zhao Qifang was so frightened that his legs went limp and he knelt down in front of Fu Wei, wanting to cry but unable to: "Ancestor, I was wrong, I was wrong, what on earth will you do to let me go!"
Fu Wei smiled and said, "It's actually very simple. You just need to hide me until the Demon Emperor leaves."
Zhao Qifang could only give up and sob, "Then what should I do?"
Fu Wei: "From now on, I will be your concubine, and you only need to happily welcome him into Posuo City and happily send him off. I will take care of the rest, you don't have to worry."
If you stick your head out, you'll get a knife. If you hide your head, you'll also get a knife. Zhao Qifang nodded: "Okay!!!"
In order to prevent Zhao Qifang from causing trouble, Fu Wei raised her hand and placed the inner demon oath on him.
…
In the study room of Posa City, Rong Jiao sat there with his horse and sword in his arms, tapping lightly with his fingers.
After Zhao Qifang left Fu Wei, he came over in a hurry. As soon as he entered the door, he prostrated himself before Rong Jiao.
"Your Majesty! You are finally here! Your Majesty, if you don't come, I will die!!!"
Zhao Qifang came to Rong Jiao with tears and snot, hugged his thighs and wailed.
Rong Jiao frowned and kicked him away.
"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point!"
But Zhao Qifang couldn't start, so he could only dance and gesture randomly, and he was very excited and filled with righteous indignation!
If you don’t know, you might think that he has suffered a great injustice.
He would pinch his own neck from time to time, to show that he couldn't speak at all.
Rong Jiao: “…”
Zhao Qifang: "Your Majesty, you understand what I mean, I am truly innocent."
Rong Jiao had actually guessed that this was Fu Wei's doing, and said with a half-smile, "Is Fu Wei at your house? Nod, or shake your head."
Zhao Qifang nodded frantically.
Rong Jiao: "Very good, take me to see him."
Zhao Qifang: "Okay!"
…
Fu Wei on the other side also received the news.
Feng Chixue has rescued the people and given Ji Guang the elixir. Within three months, Ji Guang's cultivation will recover to the Spirit Transformation Stage, and then the backlash curse on his body will be lifted.
I don’t know when Rong Jiao will be able to leave Posa City, and whether that idiot Zhao Qifang has sent Rong Jiao away.
If he knew that he was a traitor...
But the most urgent thing is how to get out of this situation. Now he is surrounded by Zhao Qifang's concubines, who are asking him all kinds of questions.
"You are the city lord's new wife, and you are only slightly prettier than me."
"Yeah, yeah, she's just a little bit whiter than me. By the way, how do you maintain your skin? It's as smooth as a freshly peeled egg."
"Yeah, yeah, and that little waist, it looks really nice. Have you been trying to lose weight?"
As they spoke, one of them was bold enough to touch it.
Fu Wei's brows twitched fiercely, and he said in a somewhat cryptic way, "Miss, why don't we stop touching each other? I'll just stay here for a while."
The concubines giggled and pinched Fu Wei's face quickly: "Why call me girl? Call me sister, sister~"
A red mark immediately appeared on Fu Wei's face: "..."
He couldn't stand it, he really couldn't stand it.
If it were a man, the worst that could happen would be that he would just get beaten up and thrown out.
But these are girls, and they don’t have any ill will towards him. Besides, Rong Jiao is still here, so he can’t be too arrogant and can still endure it.
Then she endured for only three seconds, and with a snap of her fingers, the girls were all unable to move, and Fu Wei finally calmed down.
Just as Rong Jiao stretched his waist and planned to find a place to rest, a familiar voice came from behind him.
"This is the wife you dreamed of marrying. Is she so powerful?"
Fu Wei: “!!!”
Fu Wei didn't even dare to turn around. Zhao Qifang was such an idiot. Why did he bring these people here? Was he afraid that they wouldn't die quickly enough?
It just happened to be at this critical juncture.
Fu Wei silently released the immobilization spell, and the girls immediately collapsed to the ground, unable to hold on. As they glared at Fu Wei, they also saw Zhao Qifang, crying, "Lord City Lord, this is so painful."
"Lord City Lord, we just spoke a few more words to my sister, and she bullied us like this."
"Yes, yes, Lord City Lord, we are in so much pain."
Zhao Qifang was a man who was kind to women. Seeing this, he immediately ran over and helped the person up.
But he didn't dare to blame Fu Wei, so he hurried them to leave, then cautiously said to Fu Wei: "That husband... Miss, this is His Majesty the Demon Emperor. He heard that I married someone... In short, he wants to meet you. Why don't you come over and pay your respects to the Demon Emperor together?"
Fu Wei licked her back teeth, her teeth itching with anger, but she had to pretend to be pitiful on the surface. Without hesitation, she threw herself into Zhao Qifang's arms and said softly, "But Lord City Lord, I am very timid and cannot stand meeting important people. I will be scared to death."
He didn't know whether Fu Wei was scared to death, but Zhao Qifang was almost scared to death. He stood there frozen, not daring to move.
Rong Jiao's gaze behind him became more and more eerie and terrifying, almost burning Zhao Qifang to death.
"Hugging and kissing, how can this be allowed? You...you...get up first..." Zhao Qifang felt that he was really close to death and begged, "I beg you."
Fu Wei then secretly raised her eyes and glanced at Rong Jiao, and found that he was also looking at her, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he wanted to eat her alive.
Fu Wei knew something was wrong and immediately grabbed Zhao Qifang and said, "I can't take it anymore, Lord City Lord. I feel dizzy. Please don't let go."
After saying that, Fu Wei fainted.
Zhao Qifang's eyes popped out, and Fu Wei was like a piece of dog-skin plaster that he couldn't pull off no matter what he did. "No, no! Let me go first and then you faint. I'm almost fainting too."
But Fu Wei ignored him and closed her eyes, as if she was really dizzy.
At this time, Rong Jiao came over and said with a smile: "Master, if you don't let go, you won't be able to have your hand back anymore."
Fu Wei saw that she had been discovered, and then she slowly opened her eyes. She pushed Zhao Qifang away with a look of disgust, and seemed to be a little angry. She pinched Zhao Qifang's neck and sneered: "Well, you dare to betray me? Have you forgotten my methods?!"
Zhao Qifang wailed, "Your Majesty, help! Help!"
Without waiting for Rong Jiao to stop him, Fu Wei rolled Zhao Qifang into a black ball and threw it hard at Rong Jiao!
The spiritual power in his hand turned into a three-foot-long blade and went straight to Rong Jiao's face!
He used all his strength in this move!
Rong Jiao raised his hand, blew Zhao Qifang away, and took the sword with his backhand!
Fu Wei chuckled and said, "You really thought I would believe that Zhao Qifang, that loser, could deceive you."
Zhao Qifang, that traitor, is just a decoy. His goal is this demon-slaying formation!
Rong Jiao looked straight at Fu Wei: "Really?"
Fu Wei said sternly, "Set up the formation and slay the demon!"
A blood-red formation rose up, with the entire City Lord's Mansion as its center. The formation branded with red lotus carried overwhelming pressure and turned into thousands of golden chains, binding Rong Jiao's limbs and imprisoning him.
Rong Jiao did not resist, but simply asked him: "Are you plotting against me?"
"Yes." Fu Wei, her purple dress fluttering in the wind, holding a long sword in her hand, looked at him with contempt.
The clothes in the demon world have always been revealing. This purple dress is very gorgeous and stunning, but the upper body is only a tube top, revealing the flexible waist, which is dazzlingly white. The long skirt at the bottom is slit to a little below the thigh, and as it swings, the calves are faintly visible, which is very seductive.
"So Master is so afraid of me that he even disguises himself as a woman to avoid me."
When this was mentioned, Fu Wei became even more irritable and slapped Rong Jiao with her backhand. The movement was so strong that the rings on her body jingled and a faint fragrance came to her face.
Rong Jiao's eyes were deep: "Master, you can continue to fight."
Fu Wei raised her eyebrows, tilted her head to look at him, and chuckled: "Why, do you still have any masochistic tendencies?"
Rong Jiao: "Yes, I just like to see Master looking down on me with arrogance and contempt."
Looking at Fu Wei's shocked expression, Rong Jiao's eyes grew redder and redder, almost as if they were about to bleed. He licked his lips and said, "Because only in this way, when Master is made to cry by me and begs for mercy and lets go easier, can I feel more comfortable."
Fu Wei slapped him again without hesitation!
"You are crazy!"
Rong Jiao leaned slowly against the chains: "Master, don't you know best whether I'm crazy or not?"
Fu Wei suppressed his anger and began to negotiate with Rong Jiao. He said, "Rong Jiao, I admit that I owe you, but I also saved you back then, otherwise you would have been dead long ago! If you have any conscience, we can put the past behind us and let things go our separate ways. Otherwise..."
Rong Jiao: "That's a pity, I'm an ungrateful person."
Fu Wei: "Rong Jiao!"
Fu Wei placed the Immortal Demon Sword on his neck.
Rong Jiao chuckled and said calmly, "Now that I've spoken out, I can tell Master that I don't want anything except you, my dear Master!"
"I'm not yours!" Fu Wei said coldly, exerting force on his hands. "Do you really think I won't kill you?"
The neck was cut, and bright red blood dripped. Rong Jiao frowned slightly: "Master, I am a little angry."
Black energy spread from his body, the chains began to break, and the formation was broken.
Fu Wei was shocked and raised his hand without hesitation to strike Rong Jiao in the face!
But Rong Jiao, who was in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, could not be easily killed by Fu Wei, who was in the Spirit Transformation Stage, even though he was imprisoned by chains. The sword tip, which was emitting cold air, was pressed three inches in front of Rong Jiao's eyebrows and could not move forward any further!
Rong Jiao whispered, "Master, how long do you think it will take me to catch you?"
"Boom——"
The demon-slaying formation began to crack and collapse!
Something was wrong, Fu Wei immediately put away his sword!
He jumped lightly and left Posa City immediately. However, when his body was only ten feet away from the ground, a blood-red silk snake swept towards him, wrapped around his naked waist, and pulled hard, pulling Fu Wei back.
At this time, Rong Jiao completely broke free from the restraints and hugged Fu Wei around the waist from behind.
The hot breath sprayed on Fu Wei's earlobes, and his lower back was tickled, making him tense all over and afraid to move.
"Rong Jiao!"
This is outside! Rong Jiao is a beast!
Rong Jiao caressed her slightly exposed waist, rubbing it in circles, and whispered, "Isn't it good for you to stay by my side? Why are you running away?"
Not only did he run, but he also dressed like that.
I don’t know how many people saw this, I really want to dig out their eyeballs.
Fu Wei could no longer laugh and retorted, "If I don't run away, am I going to continue to be humiliated by you? Or am I going to wait for you to hand me over to those great demons for their amusement?"
After all, Rong Jiao was in the wrong about the Red Dust Banquet, and he regretted it deeply. Rong Jiao, who was originally furious, was instantly poured with a basin of cold water.
Fu Wei knew she had hit the mark, so she glared at him with red eyes and asked, "Or perhaps, being trapped in bed like an animal? When I'm happy, I'm favored by you, but when I'm unhappy, you use your obscene things on me, humiliating me, making me lie down under you every day without even a piece of clothing to cover my body?"
Rong Jiao opened and closed her lips, but couldn't utter a word.
"I did cut open your Dao bones, but wasn't that what you promised me? I pushed you into the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, but weren't you still alive and well? Now you've humiliated me and forced me, what else do you want?"
Fu Wei taunted him, "But this isn't the first time you've done this, is it? You dared to treat me like this in the illusion before, and now I'm your bird in a cage, so you can do whatever you want to me. At worst, just like in the illusion, let me die again. It's only a life at stake, so you can take it."
The thing Rong Jiao fears most in his life is that Fu Wei will abandon him.
The thing he least wanted to recall was that Fu Wei was forced to death by him.
Seeing that Rong Jiao stopped talking and started to think about this matter seriously, Fu Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought Rong Jiao would not do anything to him again, but at this moment, a sound transmission spell flew over and hovered around Rong Jiao's fingertips.
Fu Wei had a bad feeling and subconsciously moved to the side, but was restrained by Rong Jiao.
As expected, the next second, an anxious voice of the demon servant came from the sound transmission spell:
"Your Majesty, Jiguang has been rescued."
How did this news come so timely?!
He said he was very moved!
The air instantly stagnated. Rong Jiao sneered, crushed the talisman, and looked at Fu Wei: "Master, won't you explain?"
He said how could Fu Wei be willing to let him take him to the Red Dust Banquet, and even put on that red gauze dress, and later even instigated all the demons to attack him.
Even if he caught him, he didn't react violently. It turned out that he had a plan in advance. He said he wanted to escape, but in fact he wanted to help Jiguang escape.
His master really has deep feelings for Jiguang. He is unable to take care of himself and is willing to sacrifice himself to protect Jiguang.
His blood-red eyes were filled with raging rage, and the beast in his heart kept roaring, wanting to tear Fu Wei to pieces completely.
Rong Jiao: "So those words just now were also used by Master to delay time?"
Fu Wei simply threw in the towel and said, "If that's what you think, then I can't do anything about it. Anyway, I'm in your hands now, so you can do whatever you want with me."
Rong Jiao brushed her hair and whispered, "It seems that Master really doesn't know what true abuse means?!"
Fu Wei had actually prepared for the worst. The worst that could happen was to let Rong Jiao sleep with her again. However, when these words came out, Rong Jiao's scalp felt numb and his legs and feet went limp.
"What do you mean?"
Rong Jiao picked up Fu Wei by the waist and walked into the house. When closing the door, he did not forget to set up ten barriers.
The barrier was shimmering. In the room, Rong Jiao placed Fu Wei on the bed and took out a white jade bottle. A sweet fragrance filled the air, causing Fu Wei's pupils to constrict.
It’s Chunfengdu, a whole bottle of Chunfengdu!
Fu Wei's voice trembled rarely, her lips turned pale, and the red lotus mark between her eyebrows became more and more glaring.
"You dare, you dare give me a drink!"
Rong Jiao did not answer, but slightly curled his lips, revealing a malicious smile, and drank the whole bottle of Chunfengdu in front of Fu Wei.
Fu Wei breathed a sigh of relief at first, but then his scalp went numb. It would be better if he drank it. He usually couldn't stand Rong Jiao's excessive demands. Now that he drank a whole bottle of Chunfengdu, he would really die in bed.
"Master, aren't you going to run?"
Of course I have to run!
Fu Wei, who had figured it out, got off the bed and ran towards the door. Rong Jiao had not sealed his magic power, so his spiritual power was still there. He formed seals with his hands and tried his best to break the barrier.
It was not until now that Fu Wei understood that this barrier was not meant to protect against people outside, but to prevent him from escaping!
As the barrier was broken layer by layer, Fu Wei also saw the dawn. Just as the corners of his lips could not help but rise, a malicious body approached him. The once cold body became hot. The big demon behind him was like a scorching furnace, full of aggressiveness, and stuck to his back.
"Master."
The Great Demon murmured.
Fu Wei froze instantly: "Get out of here."
Rong Jiao chuckled, then grabbed Fu Wei back without hesitation!
“No, no, no!!!”
The door to the room slammed shut, and the demon behind him chuckled softly, "My good Master, this time, I will let you know what it means to be unable to cry."
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