Fairy, I really am a villain!

After saying that, Jiang Xingchu looked up at her and saw the silver hairpins in her hair, the water sleeves that were both beautiful and spiritual, and the rouge on her lips. Something was wrong.

What are you doing here dressed so beautifully?

"You scared me." Lin Huazhi breathed a sigh of relief, her shoulders relaxed, and then she looked at her young master.

After meeting those bright starry eyes, she felt a little nervous for no reason and hesitated for a while.

"Hmph, let's go." Jiang Xingchu gave the order without any extra words.

I saw a group of three people set up a light of escape and slowly flew up, without caring about what happened afterwards.

They passed by several powerful outsiders.

"Damn Yuwen Chou, how dare you betray me..." At the very end, Gao Chengyou's angry voice came from afar.

Chapter 225 Swallow it, swallow it!

Fang Xiwen was groggy and had a dream.

In a world of consciousness without boundaries and disordered lines, he saw a golden figure standing in front of him.

He has no face, is thin, and his voice is neutral and difficult to identify: "Long time no see."

Hearing these gentle words, Fang Xiwen gradually regained consciousness.

Obviously, the one in front of him was the manifestation of the supreme will in the secret realm, with a familiar aura and vastness.

Upon hearing this, Fang Xiwen did not reply, nor did he make any movement - in his words, the other party revealed that he knew the "Emperor" and used this dialogue as if it were a friend.

However, if you don’t know the other person’s identity, answering rashly will only expose yourself.

"Heh." Fang Xiwen responded with a cold snort.

"You won't answer me? That's right, no wonder it's so hard to find him. It turns out that the Emperor is the future One who can prove the truth... If he doesn't exist, where can I find him?" The figure spoke to himself, "But in my case, it's useless to deny."

"..."

"Ha, I wanted to pass on my legacy to you... but I almost did something self-destructive..."

Suddenly, his consciousness became blurred again, and the other party's voice became intermittent, and only a few syllables could be heard:

"…The other guy is good…this one can give you…interesting…"

Another riddle man, why doesn’t he even finish listening to the words... What’s so interesting and where is the fun in it?

...

"Interesting, I never thought of that."

There is a soft and tender voice ringing in my ears, like containing water, which brings out the graceful characteristics of Wu dialect to the extreme, making people want to listen again.

Jiang Xingchu withdrew his gaze from outside, muttered to himself, stood up and walked to bolt the door.

As soon as she came back, she met those clear eyes.

"Xing Chu?"

"I'm here." Sitting sideways on the bed, the girl gently clasped his hand, filling the gaps between her fingers with affection.

“Huh, I’m glad you’re okay…” Looking around, Fang Xiwen recognized that this was his own room. After thinking for a while, he said, “My memory is broken inside the stone tablet. I must have fainted.

What happened to you guys later?"

He was obviously pale, but the first words he said were about his concern for her... Jiang Xingchu felt even more tender in her heart, and she leaned down and whispered in his ear what she knew in a gentle voice.

"You said that Gao Chengyou killed Yuwenchou?!"

Hearing this bombshell-like news, Fang Xiwen almost sat up, but the severe pain in his body stopped him, and a few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead;

"Although your body is not seriously injured, your soul is damaged. It's better not to move." Jiang Xingchu gently stroked his chest, placed her slender hands on his back, and slowly let go. "I will take care of you until you recover. I will stay with you."

The girl was born with a gentle appearance. At this moment, with her curved eyebrows and soft voice of comfort, even the hardest steel would become as soft as silk.

Unfortunately, some people are tougher than this.

"No, who are you?" Fang Xiwen pretended to lean back, with a suspicious look on his face: "The art of disguise has reached such a level that even I can't see through it in person. What kind of master is this person?"

"Fang, do you want to die?!" Jiang Xingchu raised his eyebrows and gritted his teeth.

"Okay, okay, finally it's right. Just now, did you really see Gao Chengyou... coming out?"

"I'm not blind."

"How can this be?"

"What's impossible? Maybe the secret realm gave him some help..."

"I destroyed his soul with my own hands, there is no mistake." Fang Xiwen's face was a little solemn as he interrupted her, which was rare.

After thinking for a while, he still didn't figure it out, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"Forget it, let's ignore him for now. I still have a lot of things to discuss with you - about the Gao family, about Xinggong, and about us. While it's still early, let's quickly discuss a set of rules..."

"I don't want to listen." Jiang Xingchu frowned, pulled his hand out and turned sideways.

"First of all, the Gao family's attitude is problematic... What did they say?"

"I said, I don't want to listen." She finished speaking word by word, and said unhappily: "Can't you let people take a breath? Aren't you tired of thinking like this every day?"

"For everyone's safety, of course I have to think more... Wait, you're not angry because I ignored you, are you?" Fang Xiwen figured it out, a smile appeared on his face, and he shook his head.

This little temper...

"Bullshit, who do you think you are?"

"I'm not anyone. I just know that someone almost lost his life trying to save me...mmmm..."

The words were interrupted, Jiang Xingchu covered his mouth in frustration, her pretty face slightly red; then, she seemed to realize something, her starry eyes turned, and she took out a rope from her arms.

"What are you doing?" He was shocked.

"It suddenly occurred to me that you are too weak to struggle now, so you can do whatever I want to you?" Jiang Xingchu smiled and tied his hands without saying a word. Then he looked him up and down carefully and nodded with satisfaction.

"Jiang Xingchu, don't forget, I became like this just to save you!" Fang Xiwen was still resisting, trying to threaten: "I warn you, don't mess around!"

"Hey, that's not up to you."

A white index finger reached out and gently lifted his chin; the two looked into each other's eyes, looking at each other's reflections, and the air in the room gradually heated up.

Soon, Jiang Xingchu couldn't help it anymore, he found the right position and kissed her hard.

The small lips, with clumsy movements, felt cold and wet.

'No matter how hard your mouth is, it's still soft when you kiss...' For no reason, this thought crossed Fang Xiwen's mind.

Soon their lips parted, and Jiang Xingchu's eyes became more tearful. After taking a few deep breaths, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Open your mouth."

“…Have you been thinking about this for a long time?”

"Why are you making so much trouble? If you keep talking nonsense, I will use pliers to pry your mouth open."

The gentle and pretty face came closer, but the words that came out of her mouth were vicious threats.

After staring at each other for a long time, Fang Xiwen finally compromised and did as he was told.

At some point, Jiang Xingchu had most of her body pressed on him. She was petite and soft, with her hair falling on his neck, feeling itchy and emitting a pleasant fragrance.

After a long while, Jiang Xingchu straightened up and wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand;

Then, seeing that he looked a little embarrassed, the girl frowned angrily and ordered with her fists clenched: "Swallow it, or I'll beat you up."

"..."

"I'll beat you if you dare to say disgusting things, I'll beat you if you dare to frown, I'll beat you if you dare to spit out; well done."

“…What on earth is this for?”

Fang Xiwen was a little amused. He had no objection to doing this to someone very close to him, and only regarded it as a means of emotional communication.

I did that just now because the Saint's expression was very interesting.

"Hmph," Jiang Xingchu felt better for some reason and smiled slightly: "Do you still remember when we first met, you took me out for dinner..."

"I remember. You were so enthusiastic in playing the role of the innocent girl at that time. I feel embarrassed for you when I think about it." Fang Xiwen found an opportunity and laughed at him loudly.

"…That's not the point." Jiang Xingchu clenched his fists in anger and took a deep breath. "The point is that you ordered two servings of each dish that day."

"Is there, am I so wasteful?"

"I remember it clearly. I was thinking at the time, I didn't even mind eating at the same table with you, but you were the first to do so?"

"I've told you I have mysophobia, right?" Fang Xiwen had a good memory. He remembered it as soon as he was reminded and chuckled.

"So what? I don't care how you look down on others, but if you dare look down on me..."

"No, no, how could that be? I wish I could be close to the Saint Lady every day." He smiled apologetically.

In fact, his mysophobia had been cured by Luo Qingni a long time ago. Is this something that can be said?

"Well, prove it to me; well—"

“…You like me that much?”

"I hate you so much, well... I get annoyed just by seeing you... I also want..."

Let's play a phoenix song for them.

(This chapter is free, more than a thousand words were deleted)

The Saint Lady has always been a person who says one thing but does another.

After the close point-to-point communication, Jiang Xingchu's eyes were filled with shyness; she sat up slightly, breathing softly, her cheeks were slightly red, her hair was disheveled, and her teeth were fragrant.

Still unsatisfied, she moved to the side of the bed, closed her legs, and let Fang Xiwen put his head on them to make it easier for her to operate.

"Let me be clear first. I'm just helping you overcome your quirk. It doesn't represent my personal will. Please don't get me wrong. This is all for your own good."

"Yes, yes, yes. I should thank you, right?"

"Not bad, very understanding. Hmm..." Just as he was about to "train" him again, Jiang Xingchu bent down and turned his head to see that there was something strange about the quilt.

"Wow!" Her eyes lit up and she became energetic.

"Hey, where are you looking at?"