Fairy, I really am a villain!

She stepped aside, raised her index finger and winked at someone.

Fang Xiwen in the distance was shocked, she actually winked at me...

At this time, the Taoist priest in white robes had disappeared, and the referee was heard to announce, "The killing moves just now could have killed both of you, so this match is considered a draw!

Next, the two of you will challenge..."

"I abstain."

Fang Qingxiao said this and walked off the stage lightly.

The condition of the bet with them was to win this battle, and since the result was a draw, she won.

And when it comes to competitions, he is obviously much more important...

Seeing that Fang Qingxiao didn't even play the subsequent game and walked straight towards him, Fang Xiwen began to get scared.

Yes, this sister is very good. She never hits or scolds children and only talks about reason.

But the bastard Third Young Master stole her life's magic weapon, and almost caused her to lose the bet and her personal freedom.

If he were Fang Qingxiao, he would definitely go up and fight fiercely.

Seeing her approaching step by step, Fang Xiwen held the Frost Sky Sword, and he didn't know whether to hand it over or not.

I could only watch her walk up to me and stop.

reach out,

Hug him tightly.

"I thought something happened to you," his sister said softly, her chin resting on his shoulder and her arms around his waist, "I was so worried."

"Uh, sister..."

His mind was a little confused, and it seemed that even the cheers from the audience around him had become much quieter.

"Actually, I was the one who secretly replaced the Frost Sword..."

"As long as you're okay."

The answer came quickly, Fang Qingxiao really didn't care.

After hugging for a while, she gently took Fang Xiwen's hand and walked down the mountain, leaving her confused and angry fellow students behind.

"Sister, the Frost Sky Sword."

When they were going down the mountain, Fang Xiwen weakly handed the sword to him, and the latter put it away casually, still holding him tightly.

Chapter 11: Tricked the Heroine

At the foot of the Tianyumen Mountain Gate, there was a luxurious carriage parked with two people sitting opposite each other in the carriage.

Fang Xiwen, who was pulled into the carriage, was finally able to rest for a while and observe her figure carefully.

Even the useless Third Young Master has a commendable appearance, and Fang Qingxiao, as his elder sister, is naturally extremely beautiful.

Different from Luo Qingni's exquisite appearance, her facial features were regular and generous, she had a tall figure, and her smile was bright. Her shoulder-length hair was tied into a high ponytail. Her eyes were like lightning during battle, but now they were gentle.

"Did Xiwen deliver the sword alone?"

"Almost. The situation is very complicated." Fang Xiwen thought for a moment and smiled, "Besides, the Frost Sky Sword cannot be handed over to anyone else."

As he spoke, he recalled his arrangements.

It can be roughly divided into two layers, one outer and one inner.

For the external arrangements, he used his family's resources and invited City Lord Luo from Zifeng City to follow him as a guardian.

Although he knew that Luo Yunfeng would not be able to do his best, with him around, the mysterious master would most likely not take direct action.

Unless Fang Xiwen could be slapped into pieces with one slap, completely destroying the body, otherwise with Luo Yunfeng as a witness, the clues left behind would make him face endless revenge from the Fang family.

And the interior layout is Luo Qingni.

He looked like he was just following Luo Qingni, and seemed very relaxed along the way, even pretending to want to pursue her.

This can reduce the mysterious master's desire to obstruct them, so they face indirect obstacles along the way - evil cultivators, monsters, and killers.

Fearing that he would do something desperate, Fang Xiwen gave his jade pendant to Luo Qingni. It was a secret treasure that could block an attack from the outside world, and he only had this one.

After all, I was the one who brought her here, so I can't hurt her no matter what.

"...That's about it."

He spoke in a very rough manner, because this plan did not suit the Third Young Master's intellectual level, and he had to deliberately make up some loopholes.

But in short, it was to tell Fang Qingxiao that someone wanted to harm her, and the target was not as simple as the Frost Sword.

"I understand."

Fang Qingxiao stood up and sat beside him, hugging him gently again, her tone sounding distressed, "This trip is too dangerous, don't do this kind of thing again in the future."

"If I hadn't come, you would have fallen into the trap. I wonder what restrictions the fake Frost Sky Sword has..."

Fang Xiwen said with a somewhat stiff body.

He found that this sister really liked hugs.

The hug itself wasn't a problem, but she hugged too tight...

"I'd rather fall into the trap than let anything happen to you." Fang Qingxiao was like a little child at this moment, unwilling to let him go out of spite.

"I'll be fine." At this moment, Fang Xiwen's heart skipped a beat. "Sister, let me go. I have somewhere else to go."

"Hmm? Where are you going?"

"Tianyumen!"

After getting consent, Fang Xiwen got off the carriage and walked towards the mountain gate.

Looking at his back, the soft light in Fang Qingxiao's eyes gradually disappeared, and she gently lowered the curtain of the carriage.

...

...

The stairs leading up to Tianyu Gate are very long, and there are a total of 540 steps according to the number of people who are free.

The stairs were too long for mortals, so they set up a resting platform in the middle of the stairs, surrounded by lush bamboo forests.

It was almost nightfall, and the noise brought by the sect competition was gradually fading away.

The two things that people talked about the most were "the eldest sister of Shushan Sword Sect voluntarily gave up the right" and "the outer sect disciple won the first place".

But all this has nothing to do with the guests in the bamboo forest.

She just sat quietly at the small table in the woods, watching the moonlight shine through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, casting a faint silver glow.

Luo Qingni felt a little lost.

As soon as the sect competition ended, she went to confront Ye Baiyu and others. As for the result, she would never have any contact with them again in the future.

But this incident only gave her a feeling of calmness, a kind of indifference... perhaps because someone told her about it in advance.

"I may not be able to accompany you, I can only guess what they are saying."

'Two core points: avoidance and suppression. They will hold on to your mistakes and question you again and again why you can't complete such a simple task.'

'If you want to answer, you have to find out why they framed you, but they won't respond to this, and instead turn the topic back to your mission.'

'At this time, the person questioning you becomes more and more aggressive, and you are doomed to be unable to answer. At this time, the people around you will come out to mediate, and it becomes a red-cop and white-cop situation again...'

The truth is actually pretty much the same as what he said... Is there anything else he doesn't know?

Thinking of that strange man, the girl couldn't help biting her lip.

In fact, from the very beginning, it was difficult for Luo Qingni to hate him.

When she was at a loss and even ready to commit suicide, that person's reaction left a deep impression on her.

The calm, rational and slowly-spoken boy looked so panicked that he was about to cry. He eagerly questioned, advised and even threatened.

She had only seen that kind of panic once.

Actually, on the pleasure boat, are there really only the two paths he mentioned?

If Luo Qingni wanted to die together with him, how could the Frost Sky Sword protect him?

The reason why I trust him is that I know that in his heart, the girl named Luo Qingni is very important... very important.

Thinking of this, her heart tightened slightly and she lay on the cold stone table with a sense of melancholy.

But I don't even know his name.

"Hey."

Hearing the familiar voice, Luo Qingni suddenly raised her head and saw a panting boy appearing on the steps.

"Don't tell me you're waiting for me here..."

"Yeah, sorry!"

Luo Qingni could no longer hide her excitement, and hurried over to support him, handing him her water bag, "Here, drink some water."

Looking at this small embroidered water bag, Fang Xiwen couldn't help but glance at it, again and again, and finally started to drink it.

"Slow down, don't choke."

Fang Xiwen originally wanted to complain a few words, but after seeing the pure happiness in her eyes, he didn't say anything in the end.

Luo Qingni pulled him to sit down at the table.

The bamboo forest is quiet. The breeze blows, and the swaying bamboo leaves make a rustling sound, as if the bamboos have also become lively.

"So, how are you doing over there?"

"Let's break up, okay..." Luo Qingni seemed hesitant.

"What's with that uncertain tone?" Fang Xiwen slammed the table in dissatisfaction.

"Because what they said was pretty much the same as what you guessed," Luo Qingni blushed a little, lowered her head and stared at her toes, "I... I held it in for a long time, but I still laughed accidentally, and then I left..."

puff!

After being stunned for a moment, Fang Xiwen spat out a mouthful of water. Looking at the girl who lowered her head, he mercilessly slammed the table and laughed wildly: "You, your ability to read the air is simply at the earth level, hahahaha!"