Fairy, I really am a villain!

"You are wrong. You shouldn't exchange your life for mine! Idiot!" Fang Xiwen has been holding back her anger for a long time, and now she is madly expressing her anger: "Sister has her own ideas. I have never blamed you. Don't think of involving me. We acted together. If something goes wrong, we should bear the consequences together.

But you shouldn't be so impulsive, or even have that thought!"

"Then what can I do!" Fang Qingxiao raised her head and glared, "You didn't tell me in advance that you had a trump card, and you kept everything in your heart.

I'm so stupid, I can't guess it."

"..."

"You're angry because you're worried about me. I'm very happy. But if you want Xiwen to survive, I think that was the only way at the time, so no matter how much you scold me, I won't admit my mistake."

“…Okay, I’m sorry.” Fang Xiwen was silent for a while and said in a low voice.

I can't convince her, what's going on?

This was an accident after all, but if the blame had to be divided between the two, it should be half and half. Maybe Fang Qingxiao should bear more, but he moved in only because he knew that Aunt Sun's family was not ordinary.

The biggest mistake was that the method used to test Li Muyu was too gentle... Fang Xiwen was a mild-mannered person who liked to use passive methods. Now he suffered a great loss and it will be a warning to him from now on.

In addition, because he was afraid of alerting the enemy, he did not contact Jian Zong's location in advance... This was a misjudgment of the risk, and he did not expect the other party to act so quickly. In short, he should blame himself for not thinking things through.

As soon as he thought of this, he met Fang Qingxiao's eyes. His sister's eyebrows curved and she smiled softly, with warmth in her eyes. Thinking of how they had just apologized to each other, they both smiled.

Fang Qingxiao was willing to exchange her life for his, so why not him?

Now that they have only paid such a small price, both of them are fine. Nothing can make people happier than this... At this time, Li Muyou, who had been watching the brother-sister comedy in silence, finally couldn't hold it anymore and sneered, "It's really touching, but it's a pity that your plan will fail."

"What's the plan?" Upon hearing this, Fang Xiwen jumped up and went over to ask.

Wow, when you get closer you'll see that they really do look alike, both have bright and elegant facial features, they can be described as 'pretty as a peach in spring', eyebrows like emerald feathers, eyes like watery apricots, skin like white snow, as if they were carved from the same mold, but their temperaments are quite different.

Fang Qingxiao looked very dignified and pretty from a distance, but when you got closer you realized that she seldom smiled, but instead looked like she would draw her sword and chop people at any time; Li Muyu, on the other hand, seemed to have a cold face all year round, and with skin as pale as a dead person, he looked like the type that was difficult to get along with no matter how you looked at him from a distance or up close.

"If you want to use me to resist the pursuers, forget it," Li Muyou shook his head, "It's useless."

"I know it's useless. The followers of Chuan Dao San Ren are about to chop you to pieces. Why are you so unwelcome in the sect?" Fang Xiwen seemed unconcerned and made a sarcastic remark.

"…Then you're still taking me with you?"

"..."

"Hmph, you're not being too kind, are you? The so-called blood relationship can actually make people forget the murderous hatred..." Li Muyu's eyes were cold, but there was also a hint of expectation.

Although she said it deliberately, she secretly hoped to hear a positive answer.

Even though I know it's impossible.

"How is that possible! Mie Tian Men simply wants you dead, so I don't want you to die just to disgust them. It's that simple."

Fang Xiwen spread his hands and told the truth. Are you kidding me? What kind of blood relationship do you have with me?

Saving you is just to disgust the enemy, nothing else.

Seeing this, Fang Qingxiao saw through her brother's attitude at a glance, thought about it, bit her lip and began to communicate in secret.

The three of them fell silent and hurried on their way in silence.

After getting the expected answer, Li Muyou didn't react, but her heart still felt a little... painful. Now that her acupuncture points were sealed, she could only stay on Fang Qingxiao's back and hug the latter's neck.

How ironic.

She had been alone in the dark and had not had any contact with anyone for many years. However, the first person she hugged was the person she wanted to kill, her enemy in the Mie Tian Men doctrine, and her dearest sister.

Fang Qingxiao's body temperature was very warm, but she felt very uncomfortable, as if she was being burned.

Just like when she was around these two people, the discomfort turned into an extremely intense pain, so much so that she could not bear it and ignored the preacher's plan and insisted on killing them immediately.

Before this, she had always heard the name of the Sword Sect's eldest sister and knew that Fang Qingxiao was well-known and famous, but this ultimately did not feel real. It was not until the two of them moved in that the name came to life.

In the morning, she would do morning exercises with her brother. They would sit on the steps in front of the door, using their fingers as swords. Fang Qingxiao, who was always competitive, would always win, but she would be even happier if she lost, and would directly throw him to the ground and start a fight.

Later in the evening, the younger brother went out to do something, changed his disguise in a secret place (Li Muyu followed him for two days but couldn't find out where he was), went to the bamboo forest to listen to the lecture given by Chuan Dao San Ren, and then pretended to be nice to him, using clever words to elicit information, and his acting skills were superb.

At noon, he bought some vegetables and came back. It just happened that he and Auntie Sun used the kitchen at the same time. While he was cooking, Fang Qingxiao threw away her sword to mess up and cause trouble for him. His younger brother was helpless but also a little doting, and their laughter could always be heard in the kitchen.

In the afternoon, my younger brother would go out again, sometimes to the Six Gates, sometimes to check the suspicious industries of the Mie Tian Gate. He was really cautious and updated the list he collected very frequently. When the number exceeded a certain level, he would ask the Six Gates' Silver Seal Constable (exterior view) to cooperate with the outside world.

If he continues to operate, the Mie Tian Sect will definitely be uprooted.

At night, the younger brother would copy things in the room, while Fang Qingxiao would take a bath and go to bed early, always finding different ways to act coquettishly, and it was unclear who was older... In short, the younger brother couldn't resist her, so he turned off the oil lamp and went to bed. The two of them would hug each other and talk softly in the very quiet night.

Close and harmonious.

All of this was seen by Li Muyu who was standing alone through the door. It seemed as if her lonely heart was being torn apart, exposing her hollow flesh and blood.

She would always unconsciously wonder, if I was the one left behind, if they had come to look for me once... would there be a place for me in that warm night?

When she came to her senses, her mind was already filled with these thoughts, reminding and stimulating her all the time.

She hated Fang Qingxiao, she hated Fang Tianyu, she hated Fang Xiwen... She hated everyone in the Fang family. She hated them for abandoning her in the lonely Mietianmen, leaving behind only her cruel and cold-blooded master, her bloody and cold-blooded fellow disciples who killed each other, and the lonely practice with everything cut off.

Fate played a bad joke on her, giving her nothing but endless loneliness, but also placing her in orbit around the sun, as if to say: 'Look, that's the life you were supposed to live.'

'Look, unlike you in the sewer, they are so happy.'

The light and heat brought endless pain, as if her heart was turned inside out. She yearned for it, she longed for it, but could only watch from afar, never able to reach it.

Chapter 126 My...Lover

As the three men fled, the surrounding scenes kept passing by, changing, and lengthening.

“…No, you guys were the ones who did something wrong in this matter!” After a while, Fang Xiwen heard the whole story and was dumbfounded for a moment.

The Fang family is obviously an emerging aristocratic family. Firstly, they don't have the problem of heirs fighting each other, and secondly, the family foundation is not something that would cause their descendants to fight to the death. Why could they be so heartless?

"Dad has a hard time too. I don't know the details, but for some reason, he has to stay in the capital and can't get away. Plus, my second uncle is in that kind of situation, I don't want to ask him for help..." Fang Qingxiao pursed her lips and her voice got lower and lower, "Besides, she may have her own life, it would be bad to disturb her..."

Excuse!

They're all excuses!

Li Muyu on her back widened his black and white eyes, and his eyes were filled with resentment again.

Suddenly, someone said what she wanted to say: "What a bullshit! Live your own life. Do you think the life in Mietianmen is a good way for human beings?

Sons kill their mothers, fathers kill their sons, fellow disciples kill each other, and people cheat on each other... You call this a disturbance?

He is still in charge of the Divine Capital. If he is interested, which elder of the Sword Sect can't he invite?

Answer me instead!"

Fang Xiwen almost pointed at her sister's nose and scolded her. The latter blinked her eyes, lowered her head and stopped talking.

"…Forget it, you are not to blame for this. The Sword Sect is also a tricky place, and they only care about swordsmanship. In that environment, it is understandable that my sister, as the most outstanding disciple, was assimilated.

Alas, she is obviously the reason why you learn swordsmanship, the starting point of all your journeys, you must not forget your original intention. "

"Xiwen is right." Fang Qingxiao shrank her neck, which was rare, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"What's the point of telling me?" Fang Xiwen glared at her unhappily and stopped talking.

The three of them stopped at the foot of a mountain. They had almost finished their escape here. They had been traveling for more than an hour and it was getting dark. It was time to rest.

There is a cave on the mountainside here. The entrance is very small. Fang Xiwen can set up an illusion array to cover it, so he chose this place to rest.

Looking at the pitch-black cave, Fang Xiwen took out a tinder, picked up the sword and walked in directly, leaving time for the two sisters who had been reunited after a long separation.

For them, there are always some things that need to be talked out.

So Fang Qingxiao stood in front of the cave entrance, gently put Li Muyou down from her back, and let her sit against a big rock. The two looked at each other in silence.

For Fang Qingxiao, her current mood is also very complicated. Her brother was right. She started to learn sword because she didn't want to be helpless when her relatives were taken away again.

But people also change. When she climbed to the top of the mountain, she only had that one point of supremacy in her eyes, so she ignored many things. To outsiders, this is obviously heartless... She only cares about herself and doesn't care about others. This is not right.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingxiao looked into her eyes and slowly said, "I'm sorry."

"......!" Hearing this, Li Muyu took a deep breath and almost lost control of his emotions.

The darkness over the years did not kill her emotions, but only made them hide deeper and more violent when they erupted. And Fang Qingxiao was still making a confession.

“Like Xiwen said, I have always been rushing towards the top these years, wanting to reach the top of the mountain, but I have forgotten why I set out. This is not right.

Even though I was influenced by the pure sword art, I really forgot. There is no excuse, I am sorry for you."

“…What about him?” Li Muyu did not comment, but just stared at her.

It's a metaphor, but everyone knows it refers to Fang Tianyu, the man who stands tall and proud.

"I just said that Dad is not that relaxed. On the contrary, he is very tired," Fang Qingxiao answered every question now. "Since he was promoted to Grandmaster, he has never left the capital. He is tied to the Gao family like a wheel of the royal family.

Second uncle has always only cared about himself and has never helped him share a bit of the burden... I don't know the specific situation, but every time I see him, Dad seems to be full of energy, but I know that's all fake.

He has only dared to contact us remotely so far and is unwilling to let us return to the capital."

As she spoke, the sad side of the emerging family was finally revealed. The Fang family's firm stance brought about the effect that if one family prospers, all prosper, and if one family suffers, all suffer. The rise and fall of the entire family was highly tied to the royal family, which seemed extremely abnormal.

If the situation changes, other noble families can still embroider flags overnight, but the Fang family cannot.

So don’t underestimate Fang Tianyu, he is young, he is already at the seventh level of the outer world in his forties, and he is invincible among his peers, but he is not even as free as his two children who are outside.

The man was like a dragon trapped in a well, with the weight of hundreds of lives pressing down on him, unable to move.

This is also the reason why Fang Xiwen has never been treated preferentially because of his identity as the third young master, but has been targeted everywhere - the Fang family's power is locked in the Divine Capital.

This is the ultimate reason why the Third Young Master is suitable to be a villain. On the one hand, as the son of a noble family, he has a noble status. On the other hand, the Third Young Master is arrogant and domineering, and does all kinds of evil. You can stand on the moral high ground and slap him hard, while the Fang family cannot use their power to suppress them. Don't mention how cool it is.

What's more, he even has two beautiful sisters!

“Is that so…?”

After listening to Fang Qingxiao's heartfelt confession, Li Muyou was slightly shaken. Perhaps because of their blood connection, she could clearly know that Fang Qingxiao was not lying, and could also feel the strong sense of guilt.

Over the years, the two sides have had very little communication, and perhaps there are some misunderstandings between them... But she will never forgive the Fang family for this, unless someone is willing to take the trouble to be the bridge of communication.

"Okay, we've finished cleaning up the cave. It's good to have spiders living there. After we kill all the bad bugs, we can take care of it and that's it."

A clear voice sounded, and Fang Xiwen walked out of the cave on time, holding two grilled fish in his hands. He squatted in front of his sister and handed her one. "I just made it casually. Here it is."

"It smells so good." Fang Qingxiao's eyes lit up.

"The taste is moderate, it should suit your taste. Do you want some?" As he said that, he looked at Li Muyu, tore off a little and threw it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "It's not poisoned, it's delicious."

The woman in black robe curled her lips.

This man can cook, she knew it early on. A grown man who goes in and out of the kitchen all day, dressed in a blue shirt and looks as gentle as a sissy...