Fairy, I really am a villain!

The killing power of the Blue Sky Sword is so high, there is no reason not to use it... I'll ask next time.

"Why are you thinking so much?" Fang Xiwen poured a bucket of cold water on her sister as she watched her sister immersed in thought. "You hurt me so badly, no one would want to fight with you again!"

"This..." Fang Qingxiao suddenly realized something and looked over. She found that he ran away after provoking her and was about to slip out of the training room.

With a sneer, a white shadow flew by and turned back. The presumptuous provocateur was caught back, like a chicken in the hands of an eagle.

Fang Xiwen smiled awkwardly and blinked, "Sister, I was just kidding."

"Can you please repeat what you just said?"

"I said the wrong thing, stop it, let me go... ah!"

Chapter 24: Opening a Bird Shop

A teahouse on Xishui Street in Jingshui City.

"Boss, I want three taels of rice wine and two pounds of braised beef!"

In the lobby, someone shouted loudly, attracting the attention of all the guests. It was a sturdy man.

He had thick eyebrows and was shirtless. His burly figure was like an iron tower, and his shiny dark muscles were covered with scars that looked like hideous worms crawling around.

"Uncle, ours... ours is a teahouse, we don't sell rice wine."

This appearance frightened the servant next to him so much that his legs trembled. His hands shook as he wiped the table and he answered with quivering lips.

"What about the beef?"

“No, no…”

boom!

"You don't have this or that, what kind of shop do you run?" The big man slapped the table, leaving a faint handprint on it. His eyes were as big as bells. "Where's the shopkeeper? Go call him over!"

"Hey, this..." The servant looked around for help, and saw five or six men coming in. His legs and feet became weak, "I'll go find it right away!"

Seeing this, the noisy sounds in the lobby seemed to die down a bit, and many people pointed in this direction vaguely, but no one knew what they were saying.

Two tables away, a young man in fine clothes took a sip of tea and took in the entire farce.

This teahouse named Yuzhuxuan was specially recommended by Luo Qingni. It is also quite famous in Jingshui City and maintains close cooperative relations with many brothels.

For example, the woman who was playing the pipa on the stage was named Liu Yinyue, one of the three top performers in the Golden Phoenix Pavilion. She had a clear voice and superb skills.

As long as you spend more money on food, you can listen to a song. Yuzhuxuan's model is very popular, and even people with no taste like to come here.

But it is relatively rare to entertain such a rough guest.

Because her sister occasionally has to take care of the Sword Sect's affairs, Fang Xiwen will also come here when she is alone.

Listening to music in a brothel takes too much time, so a model like this where you can watch a show while eating is quite good.

He had now gained the initial understanding of the Book of Astonishing Things, and it did not take him too much effort to rebuild his foundation. In the past two weeks, he had already broken through the minor stage of Qi accumulation, and could easily beat ten of his previous selves.

As he drank tea and watched the show, the farce in the distance gradually subsided.

The shopkeeper of Yuzhuxuan was a pretty young lady, who walked with the gait of a willow in the wind. She bowed to the man and said, "Gentlemen, I have already asked someone to buy beef and wine. While you are waiting, can I make tea for you?"

"Drink tea? How could our boss drink such a feminine thing! Hurry up..."

"well!"

The iron tower-like man responded repeatedly, looking at the shopkeeper with a gleam in his eyes, "Then I'll trouble you, shopkeeper."

As a man, Fang Xiwen could guess what he was going to do with just his toes.

Sighing, he waved his hand casually.

The shadow behind him squirmed and began to grow into a human figure. It went around the corner and left the teahouse without disturbing anyone.

Yingshi has always been by his side, and with her around, Fang Xiwen can save himself a lot of trouble.

Just as he was about to get up and go over, a slender hand pressed on the table. The person sat down directly opposite him and asked with a smile, "Hey, Third Young Master, do you still want to be a hero?"

Fang Xiwen raised her eyebrows but didn't answer.

The person who came was a fairly pretty woman, with an oval face and crescent-shaped eyebrows. She was wearing a gauze dress with gold thread, and her expression seemed a bit mean.

She picked up the teapot with a smile, poured herself a cup of tea, blew on it gently, and said concisely: "Those are the bandits from Fufeng Mountain."

Fang Xiwen looked at her face, and pictures quickly flashed through his mind, portraits, pictures, faces...

The person in front of me is not among the heroines, so she can only be the evil left behind by the third young master.

Seeing the bandits in the distance about to make a move, and the woman in front of him seemed to want to stop him, Fang Xiwen thought for a moment and pretended to be confused and asked, "Who are you?"

boom!

The woman's face turned resentful almost instantly. She knocked the teacup to the ground and broke it into pieces. She stood up and glared at him: "Have you forgotten that night in Liuliyuan?!"

After getting the keywords, Fang Xiwen immediately found the relevant memories.

Yu Hanyan, considered a half-chivalrous woman, was within the Third Young Master's hunting range. Originally, she was invited alone, but Yu Hanyan brought a few good sisters and ordered a large table of food at Liuli Garden, waiting for the fool to pay the bill.

Although the Third Young Master was rich, he was not stupid. He turned around and slipped away through a small path, leaving them in a huge debt.

"Ah, so that's what happened."

After taking a quick look, Fang Xiwen saw that the proprietress had somehow gotten away with it, so he stopped caring and smiled at Yu Hanyan, "Miss Hanyan, are you trying to get the meal money back from me?"

To be honest, although the Third Young Master is a good-for-nothing, this is the only thing Fang Xiwen feels is not his fault.

“…Not really,” Unexpectedly, Yu Hanyan’s expression gradually calmed down, and she just stretched out her hand towards him, “A few days ago, you robbed Yu Lang’s things, right?

Hand it over and it will be worth one yard for one yard."

After thinking for a while, he realized that "Yu Lang" referred to Ye Baiyu.

I forgot to mention it, I did rob this guy of a bag of rags...

"What do you mean by robbing?" Fang Xiwen took a sip of tea and looked at her. "I bought it with real money. If you want it, just bring the money over."

"Isn't that meal money enough to cover it?"

"But I didn't eat it at all?"

Fang Xiwen looked at her with some amusement. You were the ones who ordered the bill and ate the dishes. The Third Young Master didn't even enter the room.

Moreover, he really didn't care about Ye Baiyu's bag of garbage. His main purpose was just to help Luo Qingni vent her anger.

"In that case, there's no need to waste my breath on you!" Yu Hanyan stared at him coldly for a while, then suddenly grabbed the teacup and poured it hard at him, then turned around and shouted, "Come here!"

Following her order, the bandits who had just calmed down knocked over the tables and chairs and surrounded this side!

Fang Xiwen leaned down to take the tea, his eyes moving between them.

It turns out that this group of people came here for me?

No wonder Yu Hanyan just told me their identities...it turns out it wasn't an advice, but a threat?

boom!

The burly man didn't waste any time. He chopped the table in half with one blow of his knife, pointed the tip of the knife at him, and spitted and cursed, "Fuck you, take out the treasure!"

When this shout was uttered, the courtesan on the stage stopped performing, and her face with gorgeous makeup turned pale with fear.

The guests in the lobby stood up and tried to rush to the door, but were stopped by several bandits with knives.

"How long do you think we've been waiting for you?" Yu Hanyan stood behind the burly man and sneered, "It's a good thing that Young Master Yun is so domineering that he didn't even bring a servant with him."

I brought it, but I sent it out...

Fang Xiwen muttered inwardly, and was "scared" by the knife, his face turned pale, and he reached into his pocket with trembling hands, "I, I'll look for it..."

"It takes time to find it!"

The burly man with the iron tower opened his eyes wide and slashed at him with his knife!

Chapter 25 The Third Young Master's Confession

The strong man's cultivation may not be strong enough, but this knife is not only extremely powerful, but also carries a strong bloody aura!

Mountain bandits, vagrants, and ruffians...these people all wear human heads on their waists. Killing a person is no different from eating breakfast.

Just as the knife was about to succeed, the next moment, the young man's figure disappeared.

No, it’s not disappearing, it’s just that the angle of movement is too tricky!

With a flash, Fang Xiwen appeared beside the burly man and punched him!

boom!

Although the punch hit him solidly, he felt as if it had "slipped" past him, and more than half of the force was removed.

Therefore, Fang Xiwen immediately gave up the pursuit, used the recoil to move away a few steps, stretched out his foot, and smashed the chair at the chasing bandit!

"Wow, that guy has really profound horizontal training skills!"

"That young master's reaction is pretty quick."

Amidst the discussion, Fang Xiwen retreated to the middle of the hall, drew out his sword leisurely, and smiled, "Want to join us?"

Seeing this, the sturdy man bared his teeth and glared at Yu Hanyan, "Didn't you say he was a useless person?"

With such skillful movements and extremely quick response abilities, how can this young man look like a useless person?

But after that punch just now, the sturdy man already knew that this kid was only at the stage of accumulating some energy. When he was about to call his brothers to attack together, Yu Hanyan stretched out her hand to stop him.

She looked a little doubtful and asked, "Fang Xingyun, when did you start to accumulate energy?"

"It's less than half a month," Fang Xiwen looked at the sword, the cold light reflecting the boy's serious expression, "Speaking of which, this is the opportunity given to me by Miss Han Yan."

"So it's you, bitch!"

Hearing this, the sturdy man was so angry that he wanted to chop it off with a knife, and two streams of white smoke came out of his nostrils.

"Don't fall for his scheme to alienate us," Yu Hanyan rolled her eyes and glared at Fang Xiwen, "What nonsense are you talking about again?"

Seeing that they really stopped and suspected each other, Fang Xiwen's mouth twitched.

Although this sturdy man has only achieved some success in accumulating energy, he has already mastered the art of horizontal training. It is difficult for me to hurt him, and there are several bandits who are eyeing him covetously.

The only physical skill he had was the "Jinghong Zhaoying" he got for free from Luo Qingni. Even though he was good at close range maneuvers, he could never be guaranteed to be slashed by the sword.