Fairy, I really am a villain!

The old woman bit very hard, using her few remaining teeth to chew and swallow; she knew that after she died, her stomach might be cut open to take out the food...but she wanted to die with a full stomach.

"What the hell is this thing doing blocking the road? Do you know what I'm transporting?!"

Seeing that the team was not moving, someone lifted the curtain and started cursing, then a whip came and knocked the old woman to the ground.

The car contained a precious incense, one or two of which was enough to book an entire floor at Lixiang Building;

He was late and missed the purchase at the noble man's house. Who could he ask for the money he lost? !

"Hmm, Gurgle..."

The old woman rolled to one side, curled up her arms and legs, still eating the dirty half piece of bread. The whipper was so angry that he hit her again.

Seeing this, the man said something incoherently, rushed forward a few steps, and dragged a fat man off the car.

"What are you going to do? Are you planning to commit a crime here?!"

"..."

"What bullshit are you talking about? I'm telling you—"

"puff!"

With a dull thud, a human head rolled to the old woman's feet.

He was fat and had big ears, looking quite noble, but his expression was frozen; his face was still domineering, and his eyes stared down at her condescendingly, as if he would yell at her at the next moment.

Seeing this, Grelangri threw the corpse away and walked towards the old woman again.

However, the latter did not run away, but stood up again staggeringly, kicked the merchant on the head, and kicked him far away, like a Cuju; then, she seemed to smile.

"A bunch of Central Plains dogs biting each other." Greelangri sneered in his heart and raised his butcher knife.

"when!"

At the critical moment, a clear sword was placed in front of the knife; he met a pair of angry eyes, and the flames seemed to devour him.

"This is the city where I am doing things!!"

Grelangri only felt a huge force coming from the blade and he could hardly hold the handle.

He had to step back two steps to relieve the force, but the man had already swung his sword at him with a ferocious look on his face!

Chapter 208 The Second Prince

While chasing the grassland people out of the city, Fang Xiwen thought a lot.

The appearance of these people from the Golden Tent in the North might be a frame-up of the Xing Palace for colluding with foreign enemies; so he fabricated charges early on and was determined to control these people and clear them of any connection.

When Yuwen Chou appeared the second time, he seemed to be chasing them, but in fact he was saving them.

Under the premise that it was difficult to determine this person's position, Fang Xiwen wanted to wait and see for a while longer; the more chaotic the crowd outside the city was, the more things he could see.

There were several carriages that he had specially marked, representing some famous large chambers of commerce. He could analyze the tendency of interests simply by observing the reactions and situations of these people.

But when he saw someone raising a butcher knife towards the unarmed old man, his brain exploded.

I am the one who runs this city. These people outside are here to escape from my danger. Even if they don't know, I still have the responsibility to protect them.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. We are from Xinggong!!"

Fang Xiwen beat back the grassland warrior with a few sword strikes and shouted loudly.

Following behind him were the guards of the Xing Palace and the constables in red uniforms; they dispersed and tried to restore the chaotic order and take the falling butcher knives.

With his appearance, the chaotic situation began to slide towards stability.

Seeing this, the grassland warrior said something, but his voice was drowned out by the noisy waves; he suddenly rushed up.

Fang Xiwen subconsciously parried a few times, but was unable to defend himself in time and his left hand was cut, bleeding profusely.

Li Muyu, who was far away, had already killed two grassland people. Seeing this, he was about to rush over here, but was blocked by the crowd. He was so anxious that he bit his lower lip.

"I'm fine!"

He shouted, his muscles squirming to stop the bleeding, and looked up coldly.

Greelangri's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty pleasure. He raised his long sword, and the acupoints all over his body were throbbing. It was obvious that he had reached the nine acupoints.

This is the leader of the grassland people.

"Huh, although I know you don't understand..." Fang Xiwen took a deep breath, raised his sword and killed him, sneering: "But I still want to say it,"

"...!"

"I'll take you back to Changshengtian."

Bang bang bang!

The two men fought again and retreated;

Fang Xiwen cut off the fingers of his right hand, and the other party slashed his chest with a knife.

His hair was disheveled and his body was covered in blood, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

The true energy in his body surged, and rushed up along the meridians and towards the mouth. After two muffled sounds, he exhaled a breath of foul air, and the whole person seemed to be a little taller.

After the trials of life and death, the seven orifices have been formed!

He felt his internal organs begin to burst with vitality, as if all his organs were connected as a whole, breathing in and out all the time. Even the injuries he had suffered seemed to be alleviated and began to repair themselves.

The Seven Apertures' Shocking Book, the Seven Apertures' Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills...

"Give me your life!" Fang Xiwen did not dodge or evade, but chopped off his scimitar with one sword!

Grelanger's face finally turned pale.

He felt that the man in front of him was much stronger than before, and his exquisite sword moves began to adapt to the rough fighting style on the grassland. He no longer looked ahead and behind, but exchanged injuries for his life!

"This is my territory, you can't do whatever you want!!"

With two consecutive sword strikes, the violent fire power blasted into Grelangri's body. The latter's face suddenly turned red, and he spat out blood towards the sky, and the scimitar in his hand fell.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen rushed forward two steps and was about to kill him with a sword, but he saw the warrior curled up the corners of his mouth, laughed, and made a mysterious gesture with his hand.

It was as if an invisible silk thread was floating from the sky and about to fall on him.

"Be careful, it's a secret technique!"

A gentle but urgent voice sounded, and a figure stepped out, with golden dragon energy flashing in his hand, and slapped Grelangri on the head.

The shocking book: The Eight Trigrams Shocking Palm!

The noble and majestic true energy blasted into his head, and all of Grelangri's movements stopped in an instant. His eyes rolled back and his body fell limply.

"You, you actually..."

He stared at the person who came, then looked at his brothers who were being slaughtered by the shadows in the distance. Tears of blood flowed from his eyes, and he died.

But the grassland warrior's last secret method still affected Fang Xiwen a little;

He also lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as gold paper, and he raised his eyes to look at the person who came.

The man who appeared was about 27 or 28 years old. He was dressed in a white robe with a layer of silver brocade gauze on the outside. He had a dignified appearance and a majestic figure.

Looking at those cold star-like eyes and eyebrows like paint brushes, Fang Xiwen held his head and said in a weak voice: "You are, the second prince..."

"Exactly."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your help." He cupped his hands.

He had seen this person in the memory of the Third Prince, the Prince of Rui, Gao Chengyou. He was a man of great generosity and had a good reputation. People of the time praised him for his courtesy to the wise and humble, and he was a tool for a wise ruler.

"How can I thank you for this? You were injured for saving the people of Dajin and for killing the barbarians on the grasslands," the second prince supported him affectionately and said in a gentle voice, "It is reasonable and logical for me to thank you."

As he said this, he actually took two steps back and bowed slightly.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen frowned slightly, but still showed a smile on his face: "Your Highness really cares about the people."

"No match for Xiwen. What I have seen and heard in Xingping these days really makes me feel ashamed..."

Gao Chengyou came over and helped him walk back to the city.

After the death of their leader Gelilangri, the remaining grassland people were leaderless. They could not hold out for long under the furious Li Muyu and were soon killed or captured.

Order was finally restored outside the city.

Some people were crying, some were celebrating, and some were beating and scolding the Six Gates Constables, who did not fight back but felt a little aggrieved.

For them, they used to do nothing when faced with problems. The main reason they rushed out this time was because they were carried away by the guards of Xinggong and followed the momentum. Another reason was the prestige of City Lord Lin and Fang Xiwen.

But this time, even though I did something practical, I still got scolded...

The fluctuations in the sky gradually disappeared, indicating that the outdoor battle had come to an end.

Seeing the figure with light gauze sleeves slowly floating down and landing in the City Lord's Mansion, Fang Xiwen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't know when Your Highness came, and you didn't inform me. I'm really sorry for not welcoming you." He turned his head and smiled at Gao Chengyou.

The latter was unhappy and frowned, but he also smiled and said, "It has been a while. I can see more things by visiting incognito. I hope Xiwen will forgive me."

In Gao Chengyou's eyes, Fang Xiwen's attitude of putting himself as the lord of Xingping and talking to him was really unpleasant.

But for the sake of the overall situation, he is willing to endure it.

"A private visit?" He showed his doubt at the right time, "Then your highness, do you know what these barbarians are doing? Are they coming for you?"

To anyone with a discerning eye, this is a knock.

Everything would be fine if you didn't come to my city, but something bad happened as soon as you came... What the hell is going on?

"To be honest, I came here just for them. Let's go into the city and talk about it. Yichuan is also here. For the sake of Dajin, we should work together."

Gao Chengyou spoke very sincerely and earnestly.

"Then Your Highness, can we make an appointment?" Fang Xiwen waved her hand and said apologetically, "Yun Yichuan and I have a blood feud, so it's not convenient for me to go with you."

"This... I don't know." Gao Chengyou was a little surprised at first, then patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "You two families should visit each other more often, and if there are any misunderstandings, just talk it out.

If there is anything you can do for me, just ask."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"I'll have my servants bring some medicine later. Xiwen, don't refuse. Health is the most important thing. You are a hero to the people of Xingping..."

"Your Highness, you are too kind..."