Fairy, I really am a villain!

"No need." Li Muyu had turned into countless shadows and disappeared.

"Please don't quarrel over me, both of you!" Someone interrupted them and blurted out the famous line.

““You have the right to speak!””

Chapter 135 We can sleep together, right?

win!

At dinner time, the three siblings were staying in the small courtyard. Since the courtyard was quiet, spacious, and had few mosquitoes, Fang Xiwen suggested that they have dinner in the courtyard.

A large wooden table was set up with a few steamed dumplings, a few stir-fried dishes, and a pot of clear soup. The candlestick on the table emitted a glowing flame, and the small stove in the corner made a crackling sound. The dusk gradually sank, and even the wind stopped here.

Sitting in the main seat was Fang Qingxiao, with a smile on her face. Her brows were full of pride and her lips were slightly open, as if she was waiting for someone to feed her.

Next to her, her younger brother was peeling shrimps diligently. He held up the tender white shrimp meat, dipped it in the sauce, and said in a gentle voice like coaxing a child: "The flying sword is coming, open your mouth, ah——"

"Ah. It's delicious, even better than usual. It tastes like victory." Fang Qingxiao ate it in one bite, her eyes narrowed into slits with joy, her body leaned to the side casually, her head resting on the broad chest, and smiled softly at someone.

Opposite her, Li Muyou was shaking with anger, pulling up her hood and glaring at Fang Qingxiao. The chopsticks in her hand shook slightly, making a squeaking sound as they were overwhelmed.

The two fought for almost the entire afternoon, and naturally, Li Muyou lost. For the sake of his brother, the two used wooden swords as a substitute, fighting for something - needless to say, it was Fang Xiwen's "right to use" himself.

I can only say that the human ranking list does have some value, and there is indeed some gap between the ninth and thirteenth places.

These two were both capable of fighting ordinary nine-orifice masters, and they could even make their wooden swords emit flashes of cold light. Fang Xiwen, who was watching the fight from the side, broke out in a cold sweat.

Although Fang Qingxiao suppressed her strength, because her orifice was opened, the world within her body was initially formed, causing her sword intent to actually mobilize the weak power of heaven and earth, which was a dimensionality reduction attack on ordinary people who had just opened their orifices.

Li Muyou's proud Shadow Technique was easily broken, so he had to stop stealth and fight head-on. After more than a dozen battles, both of them refreshed their understanding of each other - how could this stupid and childish senior sister/this insidious and cunning sister be so strong!

In the end, until dinner time, Fang Qingxiao was leading by a small margin until she won.

Under Li Muyu's unwilling eyes, she rushed into the kitchen immediately and dragged out Fang Xiwen who was cooking. She rubbed, rubbed and hugged her, declaring her sovereignty.

Li Muyu was so angry that he broke the wooden sword and threw it on the ground, feeling very resentful.

The battle continued until dinner time.

"Sister, eat some vegetables." Fang Xiwen seemed to be doing her duty. She reached out and took a piece of food with chopsticks. Then she turned to Li Muyu and said, "Second sister, don't just eat vegetables. Eat more meat. Don't be picky."

Just as he reached out his hand and Li Muyu nodded slightly, a pair of chopsticks stabbed in like sharp swords and snatched the piece of meat away.

Fang Qingxiao put it into her mouth, patted his hands lazily, and said, "Xiwen, no."

"You're going too far. I'm going to fight you again!" Seeing the meat in his mouth flying away, Li Muyu finally broke the chopsticks and slammed the table and stood up!

"my pleasure!"

Fang Qingxiao was about to stand up when she suddenly heard a "bang".

"That's enough! Are you going to eat after all the quarrels?" Fang Xiwen put down the bowl, frowned, looked around with dignity, and said loudly: "Since the two of you like to fight so much, I'll give this house to you. I'll move to Liushenmen to live with my father and won't serve you anymore!"

These words were so powerful that the yard suddenly became quiet.

The two men sat back in their seats, glared at each other fiercely, and turned their heads away.

"Xiwen..."

Fang Qingxiao looked over eagerly, but Fang Xiwen straightened her body and stuffed the bowl into her hands, not caring at all: "I've been spoiling you too much lately. You even need me to feed you when you eat. You really think you're three years old!"

Knowing that he was really a little angry, Fang Qingxiao took the bowl pitifully and ate quietly. But she didn't expect there would be a follow-up to this.

"Think back, when has your second sister ever acted like a spoiled child like this? You're obviously the oldest here, Fang Qingxiao?" He had no shame on his face and spoke with confidence. Then his voice softened and he picked up another piece of meat for Li Muyu, "Don't bother with her."

"Yeah, I know." Li Muyu happily took the bowl back, raised his eyebrows and waved his fist secretly.

win!

I have to say that the addition of new members did bring a lot of vitality. The meal lasted for more than half an hour. There were several twists and turns afterwards, but they were all successfully suppressed by Fang Xiwen in the end.

After dinner, Li Muyu volunteered to pick up the dishes and wash them, saying that he had already learned how to do it.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen looked at his elder sister who was still sitting stupidly in the main seat with a look mixed with sadness and pity, and sighed silently as he watched. Until Fang Qingxiao stood up to catch him, he ran away.

...

...

At night, in the east wing of the courtyard.

The main reason why Fang Xiwen chose this room was because the bed was relatively large. At this time, the lights were dim, and he was sitting at the table, flipping through the new book on formations.

Different from the jade of inheritance of Lord Qingmo which only gives a brief outline, this book written by the previous leader of the Shenji Sect, titled "Basic Illustrations of Modern Formations", is more detailed.

The significance of this thing is that after many iterations, the combination structure of the array has obtained many simplified structures. The set of Qing Mo Shenjun is too old, it can be used, but it is too time-consuming and laborious.

There are also many methods to improve and adapt existing formations according to the current environment, which is very practical.

I have to say, this formation really suits his mild-mannered personality. He spent two hours looking at it, feeling quite immersed in it, completely unaware of it.

By this time, the yard had completely quieted down. Outside the window, the night was deep and dark. In the distance, there were a few flickering lights, some reddish and some dim, and they each went into the house and stopped.

Fang Xiwen yawned and felt a little sleepy. He couldn't help but think of the two sisters who seemed to be incompatible with each other, and a smile appeared on his face.

It can be seen that these two people do not really hate each other. Maybe Li Muyou still has hatred towards Qing Xiao, but this will gradually fade away as they get along better.

Just like today's competition, these two are the most outstanding players of the younger generation. No matter what grudges they have between them, they will unconsciously recognize each other after the fight.

It would be better to say that this model is actually the only way for them to reconcile.

There was no need to intrigue or fight to the death. Just vent out any dissatisfaction and he would be there to resolve it. That was fine. In fact, Fang Xiwen himself did not realize that without him, the two of them would be doomed to a tragedy.

If he hadn't been there, the two would have fought without reservation because of their paths. The final result would have been that both of them were on the verge of death and then rescued by their respective elders.

And now that this feud has been established, Fang Qingxiao, who is not good at speaking, will not take the initiative to explain the situation, but will instead fight to the death with the sword; with Fang Tianyu trapped in the Divine Capital, Li Muyu will also lose the premise of mutual understanding and will never know the Fang family's difficulties.

The ending is that the eldest sister of the Sword Sect and the evil witch of the Mie Tian Sect, who are sisters, will fight each other endlessly and be entangled forever.

Until under a pouring red rain, Fang Qingxiao, dressed in blood-red white, stabbed her heart with a sword, and then a cold hand touched her cheek, leaving only a sound of "sister" mixed with blood and unwillingness.

At this moment, the meaning of her life seemed to be only the tiny dot on the top. The woman was silent for a long time, dragged her dying body to bury her sister's corpse, and once again picked up the sword and moved forward, alone.

In the very end, she finally reached the pinnacle of sword skills, took control of the Divine Court, and became the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords... Now looking back, she no longer had any reason to draw her sword.

Everyone is gone.

This is the story of the Sword Master of the Divine Court who disappeared into the unreachable past.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

Fang Xiwen had just packed his things and was about to go to bed when there was a crisp knock on the door. He walked over, unbolted the door, and opened the door. He saw Li Muyu in a black nightgown, holding an embroidered pillow.

Her hair was slightly shorter than Fang Qingxiao's, but still almost reaching her waist, falling smoothly behind her. There was a blush on her pale face, and her hands were clenched together in front of the pillow.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally hid his face behind the pillow and said nothing.

"What's wrong, second sister?" Fang Xiwen was the first to speak. He looked her up and down for a while, and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"I want to sleep together."

"?" Fang Xiwen smiled politely, sensing that her premonition had come true. "Well, my second sister should have her own room, right? Is there something wrong with the bed? Can't you sleep well?"

"No." Li Muyou's big eyes flashed behind the pillow, "Sisters and brothers can sleep together, right?"

"From a general rational point of view, it may be okay to make slight adjustments based on public order and good customs during the period between 0 and 14 years old, when there is no obvious difference in the sexual characteristics of men and women."

"You can do it with her, why not with me?"

“This, this…” He began to stutter, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"I understand. You don't recognize me as your sister." Li Muyu put down the pillow, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at him straight.

"No, no, no, how could that be! I'm just shy, haha, generally speaking it's OK," Fang Xiwen quickly smiled, opened the door wide, and extended his hand to invite her in, "Please come in, the room is a bit messy."

win!

As if afraid that he would go back on his word, Li Muyou hurriedly stepped in with a pillow in her arms, looking around for a while, with a smile in her eyes. She knew that no matter what happened, Fang Xiwen would never deny her as her sister, and she just said that on purpose.

It's amazing how dumb my brother is in a place like this.

"It smells very nice, I like it." Li Muyu looked at it for a while with bright eyes and said.

Although he said the room was messy, everything inside was neatly arranged, making it look very tidy. There was only one book on the desk, and the rest of the room was tidy. There was not much wax on the candlesticks, which showed that it was cleaned regularly.

"Really? That's strange. I didn't light any incense..." Fang Xiwen wiped the sweat off his forehead, quickly asked Li Muyu to sit down, and poured her a cup of tea.

Unfortunately, her mind was not here at all. She just blinked and looked over, urging in a low voice: "Sleep, sleep."

"Okay, okay, I'll go clean it up."

Fang Xiwen walked to the bedside helplessly, and his face darkened after just one look.

He looked at the open window, then at the bulge in the quilt, a sneer appeared on his face, he reached out and lifted it, and said in a cold tone: "Senior Sister, is my bed comfortable to sleep in?"

Wow!

When the quilt was lifted, one saw Fang Qingxiao, curled up in a ball with an elegant sleeping posture, on the two-meter-wide golden wooden bed!

At this time, she was wearing a white nightgown, and the soles of her feet exposed outside were light pink. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, pretending to be stupid and said, "Huh? I was resting in my room.

Now that you are here, Xiwen should go to sleep, or you won’t grow taller.”

Without giving him a chance to question, she stretched out her right hand like lightning, almost like a flash of sword. Logically speaking, Fang Xiwen would not be able to avoid this grab.

Suddenly, Fang Qingxiao's eyes blurred, and her hand collided with someone's palm firmly, with the impact full of force.

When she saw the person clearly, she widened her eyes in disbelief: "Why are you here?!"

"You shameless bastard. How dare you ask me?" Li Muyu was also shocked by her shamelessness. He shook his slightly numb right hand and glared at her.

How could someone sneak into my brother's room at night and sleep in his bed? !

You are siblings, what are you doing?

Hearing this, Fang Qingxiao sat up straight, looked her up and down for a while, and frowned: "How can you be better?"

"At least I got permission."

"Xiwen, don't you agree with your sister entering the room?"

"If you disagree, you won't go in. Is my opinion useful?" He knew what kind of person this sister was when he stayed at Yunshui Inn, so he found it a little funny when he heard it.

"See, he said he has no objection." Fang Qingxiao straightened her back and seemed to be confident. "We have a good relationship, so it's normal for us not to say hello."

"That's not normal at all!" Li Muyou gritted his teeth and pointed a finger: "You've been holding me for so many years, aren't you going to get irritated?"