Fairy, I really am a villain!

"I owe you a favor..." "Can you do me a favor?"

Almost at the same time, each voice overlapped and echoed among the clouds.

The two smiled at each other.

Then, Yun Wuxin put away his smile again and said, "As long as you can do it and it does not violate your principles, I hope you can help Yichuan when he is in trouble.

May I? "

"I promise you," Fang Xiwen said without hesitation, "but I helped him entirely because of your request. It has nothing to do with my personal will."

She nodded with a smile, thinking that this attitude was more reassuring.

"Your words are enough."

"Yeah." He didn't say much.

Is it really enough?

In fact, Fang Xiwen had something she didn’t ask—Why did you entrust Yun Yichuan to me? Is it because you can’t protect him?

As an outsider, she can do much more than him. Why?

After a moment of silence, Yun Wuxin smiled and said, "What conflict do you have with him?"

"He once hurt someone who was very important to me. I can't forgive him. I'm petty, that's all."

Hearing this, the smile on the woman's face deepened: "It's not just that. You don't remember Yichuan slashing you with a knife, but you remember this kind of thing clearly.

Fang Xiwen, you are not petty, you just care too much about others. "

"Whatever you say."

"Actually, with your temper... never mind, it's not my turn to lecture you; one day you will be corrected."

"It doesn't matter. So that's it?"

"That's it."

There was no extra words, no goodbyes; the two just turned away and never looked back.

...

The next day.

Jiang Xingchu opened his eyes and looked at his sleeping face for about half an incense stick of time, but Fang Xiwen still didn't wake up.

I saw that his eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and his face looked a little bad.

Seeing this, Jiang Xingchu felt uneasy, thinking that he had been too hard on him during this period.

He usually gets up early, either to read or make breakfast, and it is rare for him to sleep in.

He felt a little ashamed, but his comfortable expression was really irresistible... Jiang Xingchu reflected on himself for a while, but did not intend to restrain himself. At most, he would just take better care of him.

So when Fang Xiwen opened her eyes, she saw Jiang Xingchu, who looked like a young wife, sitting by the bed, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand, blowing on it, and then gently handing her a spoonful.

Seeing this, he was horrified and quickly retreated to the corner of the bed: "Who are you?"

"My husband, I am your little wife." The girl's eyes were gentle, her hands still in the air.

But Fang Xiwen still looked horrified. He slapped himself twice and looked around: "...Why am I not awake yet?"

"My hands are sore, do you want to eat? If not, then get on your way!"

The tone sounded like someone was going to an execution ground. Fang Xiwen finally felt relieved and quickly ran to wash up.

Chapter 235: Meet Me Sooner in the Next Life

The Yinluo River outside Xingping City is too narrow for water transport, so one has to take a long detour if one wants to take a boat.

So the two of them rode out of the city for a long distance before arriving at a nearby pier. During this time, a small incident occurred.

Before setting off, Fang Xiwen originally wanted to rent two horses, but was stopped by the Saint.

She just threw him a coquettish look, snuggled in his arms with a smile, and drew circles on her chest with her index finger: "I want to ride on the same horse with you, okay?"

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen hesitated to speak, and after a while, he said, "Are you sure?"

"Why, are you afraid you can't control yourself right away?" Jiang Xingchu smiled even more proudly, and stood on tiptoe and blew into his ear: "Be a little wild, I don't mind~"

"Not really, as long as you don't regret it." Fang Xiwen said nothing more and decided to let her see what it's like, so he withdrew the other horse on the spot.

So from morning till night, the two of them bumped along the way.

After getting off the horse, the Saint Lady found a ditch in a very ungraceful manner, covered herself with grass, squatted down, and made an unpleasant vomiting sound from her throat.

"vomit..."

In fact, Fang Xiwen himself was also pale, but when he saw that there were people who were worse off than him, and who had brought it upon themselves, he felt better.

Holding a handkerchief and a pot of warm water, he walked over and gently stroked Jiang Xingchu's back. Fang Xiwen tried to hold back his laughter and said, "I have already advised you and warned you in advance.

You have brought this upon yourself, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu didn't even vomit. He turned his head abruptly, his eyes flashing with ferocity, his teeth clenched tightly, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Seeing this, he was not afraid at all, and added considerately: "It's okay, no one will see it. I didn't see anything either. In my mind, you are still the perfect Saint..."

"Shut up, or I'll bite off your tongue."

After a long pause, Jiang Xingchu finally came back to his senses, his eyes still a little dazed: "Mr. Fang, your horsemanship is really terrible. You don't know anything about the six arts of a gentleman. It's amazing."

"I am a rough man." He hastily apologized with a smile, wondering who said that, he is very familiar with the six arts of a gentleman in the new era.

However, this was Jiang Xingchu's own request after all, so he had to suffer in silence. But it was also true that Fang Xiwen was gloating over his misfortune.

Both of them were wrong, so they took a compromise and let him, who was in better condition, carry Jiang Xingchu on his back to catch the boat.

"Hehe, isn't that a good deal for you?" Holding his neck, Jiang Xingchu blew gently into his ear, looking at the red color with some pride.

"?" Fang Xiwen made a puzzled sound, "If it was Lin Huazhi on my back, I would agree with your point of view. Do you know why?"

Jiang Xingchu was so angry that he grabbed his neck and shook it several times.

...

There are a lot of people on the pier.

Walking slowly on the old stones, the two of them came to the stone pillars where the boat was tied.

Looking around, there are ships docked and cargo is being loaded and unloaded. It is very busy and lively:

The porters rolled up their trouser legs, revealing their hairy calves, and left a water-stained footprint with every step. There were also boatmen dragging fishing nets ashore, with the fish inside jumping around and their tails flicking out a string of water droplets.

"Huh?" Fang Xiwen suddenly spoke.

"how?"

"No... I seemed to see someone I know, but I couldn't remember who he was..." He paused for a moment, looking thoughtful.

"Are you under too much mental pressure and hallucinating?" Jiang Xingchu looked at him suspiciously, then took his hand and found the boat that had been booked in advance. "Don't think about it, let's go."

This is a fishing boat. It looks like it goes out to sea often to fish. The hull is exposed to wind and sun, and the awning has faded.

The boatman was a woman in her thirties or forties, with dark skin and fan-like hands covered with thick calluses.

The reason why the boat was covered was also to conceal the truth; after all, the Saint's identity was sensitive, and disguise was not necessarily safe.

After discussion, the ship set sail.

Since we were going downstream and the boatman was very strong, we were able to move at a very fast speed.

During this time, the two were not idle. They sat cross-legged at the bow, back to back, some distance apart, each with a vague aura.

Feeling the nature, adjusting the inner world...this is cultivation.

Since Jiang Xingchu's own path of cultivation was very clear, Haichaoyi was of no use to her, so she stopped after circulating it for a few cycles and quietly came over to watch him practice.

After waiting quietly for a while, Fang Xiwen opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

When our eyes met, he smiled and said, "What are you looking at me for?"

"What kind of martial arts are you practicing? Your aura is a bit strange... It doesn't look like the noble and upright one in the Shocking Book."

"I am practicing the second internal martial arts technique."

"?"

Seeing that she was puzzled, Fang Xiwen told her in detail what made him special.

After listening to this, Jiang Xingchu didn't speak for a long time. He just felt that this person was not an ordinary freak.

"What's the use of your second inner strength?"

"The manifestation of the awakening period is that the body is very strong. Don't you find that I am very strong?" Fang Xiwen made a gesture to show his muscles.

"Oh, no wonder you always put me on top of you, turns out you were cheating..." The girl looked pitiful.

"Well... In fact, the strong physical body is just an external manifestation. To be more specific, it should be the strong control over the body. For example, the ability to exert 30% of strength or something like that."

"You can be so precise? It doesn't seem like you are a good fighter, do you?"

"Look down on me? Jiang Xingchu, come here, let's practice."

"Pooh."

"In fact, I'm not very good at it, because it's not something I cultivated myself. How should I put it, I don't even have the secret manual of the technique." Fang Xiwen spread his hands.

"? Then how did you fix it?"

"Just think of it as an adventure for me." Proficiency will increase on its own...

"It's too weird, and it can't be explained by just an adventure..." Jiang Xingchu was very curious, so he moved closer to him and touched him randomly, lifted up his sleeves, and stretched his muscles.

Suddenly, she had an idea: "Wait, if you can control your body... then can you control the muscles on your face? And with the help of disguise, you can pretend to be anyone, right?"

“I haven’t tried it, but it should work.”

"Can height be changed?"

"Okay, at most ten centimeters... that's about three inches."

"That's outrageous. You should become shorter quickly." Jiang Xingchu patted his head and made a request.

Suddenly, she thought of something else and shook her head: "Forget it, you'd better not change. Zhu Yiwu from Jiangzhou used the bone shrinking skill to shrink his internal organs, causing him to be stuck in the seven orifices for the rest of his life."