Fairy, I really am a villain!

Countless star lines fell on his body and entangled;

Then Jiang Xingchu stretched out his hands and shook them up and down violently, creating waves.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Slowly at first, then faster, the frequency of the thread's vibration gradually approached that of his heartbeat, becoming in tune and resonating with it.

Chi Xuan’s practice was a method of inducing blood evil, so the blood in his body was much more vigorous than that of ordinary people; but everything that reaches its peak must decline, so his appearance was that of a mummy.

At this moment, under the stimulation of the sound power, a large amount of blood rushed to the heart.

For a moment, he felt a sense of suffocation and was almost unable to hold the banner.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Xingchu did not chase after him because she knew he was protected - she just reached out to pull Fang Xiwen, wanting to take him away.

But, is it possible?

"Don't even think about it!" With a sinister laugh, Chi Xuan turned his wrist and poked the man on the ground with his flag.

Attack it and you will save it!

As expected, Jiang Xingchu pounced on him without thinking: She might not die from this blow, but Fang Xiwen would definitely not survive.

She even felt that dying together would be a good outcome.

"It's all my fault. In your next life, you must meet me sooner..."

Closing her eyes, she hated herself; but the piercing pain in her heart did not come, she just fell into a warm embrace.

Looking in shock, Fang Xiwen had already turned over and caught her with his left hand, while in his right hand he was holding the Mingde Zhishan Sword, with the sword flashing an extremely strong light.

He raised his right hand high and slashed out with a sword!

"Old dog, what are you doing?!"

The most masculine and righteous energy burst out, not only causing the blood banner to roll back, but also tearing Chi Xuan in half!

Suddenly, a bloody light burst out from his body, and a shadow exploded from his chest, blocking the attack - it was the substitute secret treasure.

"Impossible, how can you be okay--"

He exclaimed in surprise, he couldn't believe it. He had clearly deprived this man of his blood and energy!

Then, something even more incredible happened:

Suddenly, a flash of knife light appeared behind Chi Xuan, piercing straight through his heart, and the red tip of the knife emerged from his chest.

Turning his head in disbelief, he found that his loyal subordinate Li Kunyi had taken two steps forward and knelt in front of the man with a plop: "Protector of the Holy Church, kowtow to the Blood God's Envoy!"

"No, no, no, you don't have to do that. Get up quickly."

Fang Xiwen held the girl in his arms without letting go, repeatedly admonishing her, and then looked at Chi Xuan: "How is it, are you surprised?"

"How on earth did you..."

"Why wasn't my blood absorbed? Ha, it saved me from disaster." Fang Xiwen took out a blood-colored jade and sneered: "I received his message long before you uncovered the concealing formation.

Even the spot you poked was prepared by me in advance."

"How is it possible—" Chi Xuan's voice gradually became lower due to excessive blood loss. He only felt that his body temperature was gradually decreasing and his vision was blurred.

How could this happen? How did he have the Blood God Stone?!

I am the future angel...

"What's impossible? I'm practicing physical skills, which can slightly shift my internal organs." Fang Xiwen touched his chest, feeling a little scared: "You are a nine-orifice warrior with complete combat power, with weapons that match your skills, secret skills, and life-saving items. Even if the three of us attack together, at least one person will have to sacrifice his life... If we want to win with the least damage, we can only kill you with one blow."

Whether it is Jiang Xingchu's containment, his sneak attack, or Li Kunyi's betrayal, none of them can be missing in this battle.

Only then did he look at the girl in his arms and smiled gently: "Do you believe me now?"

no answer.

There was only one body that fell on its back, it died with its eyes open.

Chapter 244 Moonlight-colored Lips

The battle ends.

Several people worked together to drag Chi Xuan's body to the corner of the yard, covered it with a black cloth, and piled up boxes, planning to deal with it tomorrow; although it seemed that no one would come here, it might still scare others.

Jiang Xingchu helped Fang Xiwen climb over the courtyard wall. Li Kunyi led the way in front of them, and they walked through the alley.

After a brief investigation, Fang Xiwen found that she had only suffered some internal injuries. He felt relieved and couldn't help but sigh at the durability of the Eight-Nine Profound Art.

How many games have you played?

First, he killed two people on a fishing boat, one against two; then he went ashore, exposed himself and was beaten up, and then he killed another Baqiao; just after he escaped and recovered his strength, he was "ambushed" again... In total, he fired three times.

Even so, he still has the strength to fight again; if true Qi also has a difference in flow, then he, who practices dual internal skills, should be at the maximum level.

The Mingde Zhishan Sword arrived just in time, making up for the explosive power he had always lacked.

"If it weren't for you this time, we would be in trouble."

The three of them walked into the dark alley. Fang Xiwen made a summary in his mind and spoke to the square-faced man.

Hearing this, he scratched the hair on the back of his head and smiled sincerely: "It is my honor to be able to help the Lord of God."

"Ha...yes, I kind of forgot your name, I think it's Li..."

"Li Kunyi. I dare not trouble the Lord God's Messenger to worry about me."

"No way, you are our savior." Having said that, Fang Xiwen paused and bowed solemnly.

Even though he had a pretty good memory, he still had trouble remembering anything about Li Kunyi - one of the "four great protectors" under him.

At the beginning, when he followed his elder sister Fang Qingxiao to deal with the affairs of the Demonic Path, it happened that the leader Chi Ersha had passed away not long ago. The Blood Robe Sect was like a stray dog ​​at that time, and was taken in by the Mie Tian Sect.

A lot of things happened during that period. Those who were instigated by him included not only Li Muyu, the candidate for the young master of Mie Tian Men, but also four followers of the Blood Robe Cult.

At that time, Fang Xiwen dealt with:

Let the second sister give them secret methods to restrain their evil deeds; give them some Buddhist and Taoist methods to neutralize their murderous intentions; give them a blood god stone; draw a big pie, etc.

Li Kunyi is one of them.

"I remember that you were asked to follow the orders of the Six Gates?

"At first, yes. But then they wanted us to be cannon fodder and die, so we left. We had to serve the Blood God and couldn't die there."

"There is such a thing?!" Fang Xiwen was so angry that his eyes were spitting fire.

"After all, no one is like the envoy of God, who would consider us to this extent," Li Kunyi smiled and took out a tattered book from his arms, "Remember that you gave us some Buddhist scriptures before you left?

The rest of the people didn't want it, so they all ended up in my hands.

After reading it, I understood something that made me realize who are the people who are truly good to us.

It’s not the grace of the Blood God, but you…”

Fang Xiwen was stunned.

"Ah this..."

If you ask whether he gave it or not, the answer is yes. However, at that time, he was only thinking about neutralizing their evil spirit and didn't expect it to have such an additional effect.

Looking at this man who had a rather simple smile, he found it hard to associate him with the madman in prison.

"By the way, Lao Li, I saw a familiar-looking person when I boarded the ship...was that you?"

"It's me. I wanted to send a message to you, the Lord Messenger of God, but you were pulled away by the mistress. There were people around me, so I didn't dare to chase you..." He lowered his head with some apology.

Mistress?

Jiang Xingchu, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and then lowered them.

"It's okay, it's okay! By the way, how are the other three?" Fang Xiwen waved his hands repeatedly.

"It's not convenient to talk here. You and the mistress please follow me."

As he spoke, Li Kunyi walked out of the alley, walked through a few streets, and led the two to the door of an old house. He then took out the key and opened the door.

...

This is a very simple house with quite old interior decoration. Even though the ventilation inside and outside is good, the ceiling is already moldy.

Because there was only one room, Li Kunyi went to stay at the neighbor's house next door and left the place for the two of them.

"I brought clean bedding. Shall we change together?"

"it is good."

Fang Xiwen folded all of Lao Li's old quilts, wrapped them up with a large cloth, and put the mustard ring in; Jiang Xingchu took off his shoes and socks and made the bed deftly.

After resting for a while, Li Kunyi brought over two buckets of hot water and then took his leave, telling him to have a good rest and that they could talk about it tomorrow.

After thanking him repeatedly, Fang Xiwen came in carrying a bucket, and white steam suddenly rose from the inner room.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but laugh and took her hand: "Xingchu, I'm very happy now."

"Yeah, I can see it."

"I know I have a fussy personality. To put it bluntly, I am indecisive and soft-hearted. But now that this situation has occurred, I feel that I am not that bad."

"You're not bad at all." Jiang Xingchu let him pull him, saying very little, and seemed very quiet.

After chatting for a few more words, Fang Xiwen stretched and naturally walked out the door: "You go wash first, I'll wait outside."

"Sit down," Jiang Xingchu held his shoulders, "Take off your clothes and I'll wash them for you."

"Eh--"

"Stop it, I don't have the energy to do that, hurry up."

After urging him, Jiang Xingchu unbuttoned his buttons one by one, took off his coat, leaving only his trousers.

His old face turned slightly red, he took a half step back, and then became a little confused.

I thought I would at least be teased and mocked...

But Jiang Xingchu just stepped closer, staring at the new scars, biting her lips hard. She reached out and touched it.

"hiss."

"Does it hurt?"