Fairy, I really am a villain!

Every time I see children walking hand in hand with their parents on the street, I envy them. However, the teachings of the sect say that it is useless and a dirty thing that will only harm people...

But why does my heart always hurt so much?

"I, I--" In just a few seconds, the woman burst into tears, choked a few times, and couldn't utter a word.

She always thought that she was cold-hearted and heartless by nature, but in fact, she just hadn't met someone who could wipe her tears.

"I'll say it again, welcome home." Fang Xiwen was stunned for a moment, then took two steps forward and hugged her gently.

"I, I..." Li Muyou grabbed his clothes on his shoulders tightly and squeezed out the sound very hard: "I'm back."

Then, she burst into tears without restraint. It was hard to hear and very heartbreaking.

So he hugged her a little tighter, as if he could lock all her sadness in his arms.

This way, there will be one less homeless person in the world, which is great.

Will someone ever say "Welcome home" to me again in the future?

Listening to this wanton venting, the man abandoned by the world couldn't help but think.

Of course, there will be.

Chapter 133 Can You Call Me Sister?

The next day.

I don’t know if it was because she was too tired or for some other reason, but her sister finally stopped asking to be held in her arms while she slept, so Fang Xiwen was able to sleep soundly.

He opened his eyes and looked at the scattered lights in the air. A lot of things have happened recently.

Mie Tian Men, Xue Yi Cult, Liu Shan Men, Xing Gong… In this place where Jiang and Long meet, various major forces are wantonly extending their branches and conquering each other.

He felt a little overwhelmed, no wonder so many sects emphasized pure cultivation.

However, when he thought about the relieved blush on Li Muyu's face when she raised her head from his arms after crying yesterday, Fang Xiwen felt that he had made a good deal.

Want to see sisters killing each other? Dream on!

Thinking of this, he got up in a good mood, opened the door, and was greeted by a pretty face that was bright and a little pale. Li Muyou was obviously still thinking about what happened yesterday. She gently held his arm, a little shy on her face, and said, "Good morning."

"Ms. Muyou, good morning." Fang Xiwen smiled gently. He was quite surprised to find that Li Muyou looked much better.

Can a person's mood change so much?

However, after hearing his greeting, Li Muyou pursed her lips, seeming to be hesitant to speak. Finally, she made up her mind, stepped forward quickly, grabbed Fang Xiwen's hand, and asked with a momentum of dying together: "Can! Can you..."

"What, what?"

"Can you call me sister, like Fang Qingxiao does..." Although she didn't have the confidence, Li Muyu knew that he would definitely not refuse.

That's who he is.

"Oh, sure. Because you reacted so strongly to my name before, and I thought you hated it." Fang Xiwen had no objection. The name was a good catalyst, and if it could make her less disgusted with the Fang family, that would be even better.

In fact, Li Muyou should be younger than him in terms of age, but Fang Xiwen doesn't care. Anyway, he has always been shameless, so let's go!

"Second sister!"

"I, I'm here."

"Second sister, second sister, second sister..."

"But, that's enough. I'll be shy." Li Muyu simply pulled up his hood and lowered his head, but he couldn't stop the smile on his face.

"Okay, I won't scream then."

"No! Uh..." Li Muyu spoke quickly, but when she saw his sly smile, she suddenly understood and turned her head away with a pout.

"Second sister, you are so cute. I'll go wash up first, and then make breakfast." Fang Xiwen ran away, leaving her standing in the yard in a daze.

Cute...me?

How can you talk to your sister like that? I’m going to be angry!

After standing there for a while, he soon heard the sound of busy work coming from the kitchen. Li Muyu's heart moved, and his figure flashed and floated over like a shadow, somewhat impatient.

Before, when I saw Fang Qingxiao causing trouble for him every day, I was extremely envious and jealous when I was watching from the sidelines. Now, can I do the same?

He calls me sister...

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

As soon as she landed at the door, she found Fang Xiwen cutting vegetables with a sword. The sword was a light golden color, somewhat transparent, and refracted brilliant light.

"This is?"

"Oh, make carrot soup. Although the weather has warmed up a bit recently, it's still a bit cold. It's just right to drink this in the morning." He smiled and explained.

"I'm asking about the sword."

"Oh, it's very clean. I don't usually use it in combat, I only use it to cut vegetables. It's very useful. It was given to me by a very important person. The sword is called 'Fei Guang'."

This was the top-grade weapon that Jiang Xingchu had used to exchange for "Cang Ying". It was not as compatible with his martial arts as the "Red Snake Dragon Roar Sword", and he was reluctant to use it to kill people, so he changed its job into a cooking utensil.

Li Muyou was stunned for a moment before he said, "Then, can I come in?"

"Sure, do you want to help?"

"I...I'll try, but I may not be able to do it well."

She walked over quickly, shoulder to shoulder with Fang Xiwen, feeling very excited. She had never tried such a thing in Mie Tian Men. Usually, they either ate dry food or dry food, and never cooked for themselves.

"Then you can cut up the remaining radishes into large or small pieces."

"it is good."

As the "Lightless Evil Sword" ranked 13th on the Human List, Li Muyu's knife skills are beyond words. It is not difficult for her to carve the radish into a human shape, and she completed the task quickly.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen let her control the heat and went to prepare some side dishes herself.

On the other side, Fang Qingxiao, who had gotten up early to practice sword, also finished. Wearing a loose training suit and sweating a little, she rushed to the kitchen.

At this time, I can not only catch the end of my brother's cooking, but also mess with him.

However, as soon as she stepped outside the kitchen, she realized something was wrong.

"Second sister, you are a genius!" Fang Xiwen's voice was very relieved.

"Yes, is that so?" Li Muyu sounded a little shy.

"Although it's just a simple carrot soup, not everyone can make it, at least Fang Qingxiao can't do it," the younger brother's voice became a little softer, with a hint of complaint, "She only makes trouble for me, like bringing it over when I'm adding salt. Second sister, you are much better than her."

"That's good." The tone was sweet.

Little did he know that Fang Qingxiao outside had already clenched her fists, thinking that she must thoroughly check on his progress in practice, so why not do it today, tonight!

At this time, Fang Xiwen had already come out with a pot of soup. The two chatted and laughed all the way. After seeing her, the younger brother blinked his eyes and said, "You came just in time. With the help of my second sister, we can have dinner a little earlier today."

“…That’s great.” Fang Qingxiao obviously wanted to say something, but when she saw the smile in Li Muyu’s eyes, she couldn’t bear it.

Forget it, just give her some!

Soon, Fang Qingxiao found out that she was totally wrong.

"Second sister, drink more. Bring me the bowl and I'll serve it to you."

"Thank you."

"This salted egg yolk is also very delicious, and most importantly, it is very nutritious. Open your mouth and I'll feed you."

"Well, Xiwen eats too."

At the dinner table, the two of them sat side by side, chatting with each other, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Fang Qingxiao sat opposite them, holding a bowl with a blank expression. What's going on? Should I not be here?

"Oh, sister, you are an adult now and you can serve it yourself. There is more at the bottom." The younger brother took the time to perfunctorily say to her.

"..."

Is she much younger than me?!

Fang Qingxiao almost broke her chopsticks. She poured herself a bowl of soup with a stern face and didn't want to talk.

On the other side, Li Muyu's heart was still pounding. I called his name, and he wasn't unhappy, did he agree?

...Yes, he definitely won’t be angry.

"Okay, I'm done eating. You can throw the dishes in the kitchen and I'll wash them." Fang Xiwen wiped his mouth without realizing that there was anything wrong. He was happy to see Li Muyu happy.

At this time, Li Muyou opened his mouth and raised his hand: "Well, I can wash it too, if... Xiwen is willing to teach me."

"Look at them!" Fang Xiwen almost jumped up upon hearing that. Her long-standing resentment suddenly erupted, and she pointed at Fang Qingxiao and said, "When did you have such an idea? Yes, I'm thankful that my sister didn't come to cause trouble. I shouldn't ask for so much.

Alas, what does it mean to judge the superior and the inferior immediately…"

Click!

The pair of bamboo chopsticks finally couldn't bear the weight, and the cross section in the middle seemed to be cut by sword energy. Fang Qingxiao gritted her teeth and forced a smile after a long time, saying, "I can learn it too."

"Come on, don't tear down the kitchen. Just practice your swordsmanship. Second sister, let's go." Fang Xiwen was completely unaware. She picked up the dishes and walked outside, letting the storm continue to brew.

If there is a fortune teller here, after seeing this boy's face, he will definitely say "black forehead, blood disaster!"

...

...

In the yard. After waiting for breakfast to be digested for a while, Fang Xiwen changed into a loose training suit and started morning exercises.

Actually, this exercise should be done before breakfast, but since he was already practicing martial arts, he didn't care about this little thing. After practicing sword techniques a few times, he started to practice Qinggong, mainly to familiarize himself with various changes of direction.

During this time, Li Muyou came out of the room and watched quietly. She had noticed some problems with Fang Xiwen's body movements long before, and now that she was a little more familiar with him, she naturally didn't want him to make any more mistakes.

So she put down her hood, raised her hand and said, "Xiwen, there's something wrong with your movements."

"Really? Second sister, do you have any advice for me? Don't worry about me, just tell me directly." He has always been humble and eager to learn.

The reason why this sister was called "the evil sword without light" was closely related to the two water-dividing thorns that appeared and disappeared without a trace. They appeared at angles that were tricky, strange, or hard to guard against. When the enemy saw them, the two poisonous objects had already been pulled out of the body.

In other words, Li Muyou's fighting method is a combination of extremely strong concealment, light skills, assassination, combat awareness, etc. The thirteenth on this list is ranked by comprehensive record and hard power. She is not good at frontal combat and suffers a lot. If it comes to life and death, she is well prepared and has a chance to kill the top ten!

"These steps are wrong. Your body movements are very advanced, but there is a problem. It's like you have learned other people's shortcomings. You will subconsciously make useless steps.

Just like this step, the person you are imitating is used to using his right hand to wield the sword, and his force point is lower, but you don’t have this habit, so you will be a burden in the battle.”