Fairy, I really am a villain!

I glanced at Luo Qingni secretly and found that her condition was also very strange - she stood aside with her hands covering her eyes, and then her fingers quietly opened.

Sometimes he seemed angry, sometimes he looked respectful, and his expression kept changing.

No matter how thick-skinned Jiang Xingchu was or how good his mentality was, he couldn't help but feel extremely embarrassed at this moment:

How could I do such a ridiculous thing?

Fang usually looks like such a gentleman, but his true nature is revealed when he gets hurt?!

"Xing Chu..." he called out.

"Go away." Jiang Xingchu already knew what he was planning and pushed him away.

As we get along longer, my bottom line keeps changing, getting lower and lower: from "You are not allowed to look for other women" → to "You are not allowed to love other women" → to "You can love me, but don't let me see it"...

In the end, not only does she want to watch him get intimate with other women, but he even wants to join in!

"Fang Xiwen, do you think I don't know..." Just as he was about to expose her, Jiang Xingchu caught a glimpse of him and saw that although he was smiling, he was frowning, and he understood immediately.

This guy has been enduring it silently.

That was a body that had been baptized by the power of heaven and earth. It was no exaggeration to say that it was able to move mountains and hold heavy objects. Knowing that the enemy was so powerful, Fang Xiwen's first reaction was to lock him up.

Although he responded appropriately, he still ended up with himself covered in bruises.

...After all, he just doesn't listen to other people's opinions, right?

"Know what—"

"Shut up." She lifted her long hair behind her ears, revealing her small earlobes;

Then, a faint blush appeared on Jiang Xingchu's face. She bit her lip lightly and leaned down again.

The two people's hair fell together and overlapped.

After a while, her internal energy was exhausted, and she let go lightly. Then she turned her head and raised her eyes: "It's your turn."

"Eh? But, I, you..." Luo Qingni put down her hands that were pretending to cover her eyes and stammered something.

To her, this scene was a little beyond the scope.

Of course it was nice and comfortable to kiss Xiwen, and she was extremely happy; but this was in front of other people, and after Jiang Xingchu had kissed her...

"Look, he's still injured, right? His chest was splashed by your sword energy, leaving a few blood marks," Jiang Xingchu lifted his clothes and smiled sweetly: "You feel distressed, right? You really want to heal him, right?

So, you can't even do this?"

Pressing forward step by step, becoming more and more aggressive.

Since she didn't want to do what Fang Xiwen wanted, she had to look for some benefits from other places: Jiang Xingchu wanted to see what this cold and aloof female hero, who always had outstanding appearance and behaved uprightly, would look like when she became infatuated with love.

Hearing this, Luo Qingni seemed to be in a dilemma. She wanted to go forward but hesitated.

I looked over as if asking for help, but the bad guy pretended not to understand and didn't say anything. Instead, his eyes looked expectant.

She clenched her fists in anger and took a few steps forward:

"Come, come if you want!"

"Stretch it out, yes, yes, yes. Let me make it clear in advance, I didn't force you, this is all your own will..." Fang Xiwen's main goal is to take advantage of others and still act cute.

Beside him, Jiang Xingchu was watching with his cheek in his hand.

It was originally calm and peaceful, but as I watched, something seemed a little off:

"These two are really into it... Uwaaa, their expressions are so lascivious."

...

The effect of dual cultivation is very good.

Although it was just ordinary Qi flowing between each other, under the premise that both of them (?) relaxed their bodies and minds, the yin and yang were harmonized and complemented each other. Coupled with their already strong bodies, Fang Xiwen's injuries healed a lot in a short time.

Facing the two girls' contemptuous gazes, he smiled awkwardly: "Luckily you are here, otherwise I don't know what to do."

"Bah." "Not a good person."

Observing that although they spoke toughly, they actually did not show much resistance, Fang Xiwen knew that her evil plan was already halfway successful.

However, the important thing now is to focus on business.

With some difficulty, he reached out his hand and took out the newly obtained Blood God Stone.

The blood-red and translucent jade was held in the palm of his hand, emitting a bright light, as if recognizing his breath.

If nothing unexpected happens, this afterimage should record what the goddess saw.

After playing with the blood jade for a while, Fang Xiwen realized that two people were needed:

"Xingchu, stretch out your hand."

"how?"

"Don't you want to know what happened here? This Blood God Stone may give you some answers."

Under his command, the two of them pressed their palms against the blood jade and tapped their fingers lightly:

Then a scarlet light suddenly grew brighter, covering the two of them, and the world in their eyes was instantly changed.

A bright light shone over, and a clear river appeared before my eyes. There were lush vegetation on both sides of the river, dotted with wild flowers. Pedestrians often passed by on both sides, and dust was raised by their horse's hooves.

Jiang Xingchu recognized this place - she had passed by this canal before she was a young child and rushed to Jiangzhou to find trouble with the Dajiang Gang.

But in her impression, nothing seemed to happen here... She met Fang Xiwen a little later.

"I have no body... Is it an illusion? But why can I smell the fragrance of wild flowers by the river?" After thinking for a while, Jiang Xingchu knew that this might be someone's memory.

As time goes by, the picture starts to move from a certain perspective: a female thief in night clothes performs light Kung Fu and keeps rising and falling on the right side of the river.

As the female thief approached, a bloody smell began to appear, and then gradually became stronger -

"what!"

After a scream, all the fighting stopped and the smell of rust became stronger.

Looking up, I saw several bodies lying in disorder on the grass by the river. They were all dressed in white robes with crescent moons on their chests. They were disciples of the Mingyue Sword Sect.

The female snitch narrowed her eyes;

Well, these people died in a very clean way. They were all cut in the throat with a knife and died without experiencing much pain.

The murderer is also obvious, it is the cloaked man standing next to the corpse.

He was tall and straight, with a cold aura. He wiped the long knife on the dead man's clothes and put it back into the sheath.

Opposite him, there knelt a sword sect disciple who was in a state of emotional collapse; his eyes were empty, and he looked up to the sky and screamed: "Senior Brother Dai! Second Senior Sister!

Didn’t we agree to travel the world together and avenge our enemies?

Why! Why ah! ! "

"They're blocking the way." The cloaked man didn't seem to care.

After taking a few steps, he seemed to have noticed something, turned his head and looked, his eyes fell on the place where the female thief was hiding; the momentum was so strong that the latter immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

At this moment, Jiang Xingchu, who was a "bystander", was stunned. She saw the appearance of the cloaked man.

'Although they are only 80% similar, but that look in his eyes... must be Fang Xiwen. Why would he look like this?'

Suddenly, she remembered that she had seen that indifferent look somewhere before - it was the expression he showed after the blood evil entered his body when he was at the Jiang family.

what happened?

"Brother Dai talked to me yesterday and taught me swordsmanship... Why, why did that happen?!" The furious sword sect disciple raised his sword and slashed forward with an unstoppable momentum, only attacking and not defending.

Seeing this, the female thief was afraid of being affected, so she retreated quickly; seeing this, Jiang Xingchu cursed in his heart.

Why is it so useless?

Fang Xiwen's condition was obviously not right. If I jumped out and tried to comfort him, wouldn't that mean I could just take him down? !

"Well, since you really want to know..." The cloaked man shook his head and drew his knife: "They are blocking the Yun family's way."

"what?!"

Swords clashed, life and death were at stake, and the disciple regained some composure and his pupils shrank.

"It's the essence of the spiritual spring."

Hearing the truth also means that death is approaching; a knife flashes out, cuts off the head, and blood splatters everywhere.

Not long after, a burly man came up from the riverside with a smile on his face and put his arm around the cloaked man's shoulders.

Then the two of them talked for a while and left together.

"That's Yun Yichuan..." After Jiang Xingchu recognized the man's identity, the scene changed.

The Saint Lady has returned to her loyal Star Palace.

She sat in a small palace, waved her hand, and said excitedly: "Huazhi, how is the matter I asked you to investigate going now?"

"Replying to the young master, it is said that this person is a assassin raised by the Yun family, with an unknown origin and identity, and he mainly does those dirty jobs that cannot be put on the table for them.

He is quite capable and decisive, and seems to have become a small leader..." Chief Lin, who had not yet broken through the exterior, knelt on one knee and reported the information piece by piece.

"Death warrior? So young?" The saint seemed very interested and clapped her hands.

"...I didn't mention his age. Young Master, have you seen him?"

"I've seen him from afar... Putting this aside, can I use him?"

"It's extremely difficult. Some people once used threats and bribes to lure him into collecting all kinds of beauties just to put a thorn in the Yun family; but without exception, these people were killed." Lin Huazhi said as she flipped through the information.

"Oh, I don't believe it!"

Seeing this, Jiang Xingchu was speechless and amused: no matter what the situation was, he seemed to be very keen on getting Fang Xiwen over...

Then the scene changed again.

This is in a room of an inn in a town outside of Xinggong Valley:

It was late at night.

The saint sat at the table. There was no light on, the windows and doors were tightly closed, and it was pitch black all around. Only her eyes were shining with some light.

But upon closer inspection, it seemed like an illusion: those eyes were extremely empty, like two dead black gems.

"Dong dong."