Fairy, I really am a villain!

In short, after defeating the "Sword River" which was in full swing on the first day after entering the city, people were afraid that Lu Yugang's reputation would be attributed to him... Although it was a bit unfair, this was his intention.

Fang Xiwen came to investigate the demon disaster, and this matter definitely cannot be bypassed by the Wang family; he didn't know how much affection the previous escorts had for the Wang family. If he wanted to let them meet him, he naturally had to show his weight.

After crossing two alleys, the cheers from the government office were still heard in the distance. Suddenly, he slapped his head and remembered something: "I was so cool in my pose that I forgot to check the rankings of the sisters..."

Just as he took a few steps back, another person came out on the road and stopped him. Seeing this, he didn't look annoyed, but smiled a little -

This is the treatment of a popular young hero... What is the meaning of "status in the underworld"?

Looking up, I saw that the man was a very handsome man, dressed in a cloud-like brocade robe with fluttering sleeves. A few crabapple leaves extended from the courtyard wall next to him, and their shadows slanted over his phoenix eyes, but could not conceal his outstanding heroic spirit.

He bowed and said, "But Lord Fang... Young Master Fang is here in person?"

"That's right," Fang Xiwen paused, then clasped his hands together and said, "What is your intention?"

Strangely, the handsome guy in front of him made him feel somewhat familiar, but Fang Xiwen was sure that he didn't know this person.

"Ha, Young Master Fang just pretended to be a member of my Wang family, but you didn't recognize me?"

As if giving a hint, the other party lifted up his clothes, revealing the black hilt at his waist.

Wang family, swordsman...

"Haoran Ba ​​Dao? But is Brother Wang Wenxuan in person?" He was a little uncertain.

How should I put it? The opponent's bearing was indeed extraordinary, and one could feel the surging sword intent from a few steps away; but, that did not seem "domineering".

"Young Master Fang, don't you believe it?" Wang Wenxuan stepped forward.

"I didn't pretend to be someone else just now. It's just that Master Lu made a mistake," Fang Xiwen said, shaking his head. "It doesn't look like that."

"In this case, take the blow!"

Wang Wenxuan just pressed his right hand down, and the long sword "slid" out of the sheath with the force of thunder and lightning;

It was as if all the surrounding light was absorbed by this knife, and everything in front of Fang Xiwen darkened. Only this knife light slashed down like a punishment from heaven, tearing apart all the darkness!

Harmony between man and nature!!

The highest realm among the Nine Apertures, one's every move can resonate with heaven and earth; as the saying goes, "When the time comes, heaven and earth will work together", just like this knife, even the crabapple leaves are absorbed by the knife energy and turned into sharp hidden weapons that shoot out.

This is already the prototype of the exterior scene!

In Fang Xiwen's view, the knife was so fast and sharp, as if it was coming from all directions... He suddenly realized.

With his ability, if the opponent draws his sword, he will definitely not be able to dodge this move, and can only resist it with his true intention.

But, what if it happens before the knife is drawn?

"what?"

As if he had predicted the future, Fang Xiwen had already taken a step forward diagonally and barely dodged the blade; then the long sword drew an arc from the side and hit the blade heavily.

Ding!

The swords briefly clashed, sparks flew, and then the two men shifted their bodies and stopped moving.

Turning around, Wang Wenxuan put the knife back into the sheath and raised his eyebrows with interest: "Did you know that I would use the knife, so you avoided it in advance?"

"Well," this was some foresight brought by the Tianyan Atlas. Then, Fang Xiwen smiled and said, "Also, I sensed your fighting spirit. I think Brother Wang had seen the battle on Changjie a long time ago, and he was itching to fight, so he followed me all the way."

"Almost." Wang Wenxuan smiled heartily, patted the scabbard, and said, "In this case, Young Master Fang can trust me?"

"Ha... With such a high level of heavenly realm, how can I not believe it? But, my brother should have other means to prove his identity."

"Of course, such as the token of my Wang family." Wang Wenxuan stopped talking halfway and smiled.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen reacted: "Yes, then I won't be able to see such exquisite swordsmanship."

"I will not be able to see Young Master Fang's response, it is a lose-lose situation."

After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled.

After walking a few steps along the street, Wang Wenxuan casually said, "Does Young Master Fang have a place to stay?"

"I haven't looked for it yet. Does your brother have any recommendations?"

"How is the palace?"

He was stunned for a moment, but then he saw Wang Wenxuan extending his hand to invite him: "Even if you don't stay, it would be great to come to your house and have a few cups of tea. You have come from afar, and I should be the host."

"Ah, this..." Fang Xiwen really wanted to go, but would this Ba Dao be too familiar?

To put it simply, he is ranked fifth on the Human List and one of the strongest of the younger generation in the world; to put it more broadly, he is the future Patriarch of the Wang Family and one of the leaders of tens of thousands of Dragon Power Army.

He, Feng Liujian, has neither strength nor backing, so how could he deserve such a genius of this level to take the initiative to get to know him?

"Young Master Fang, is there something important?"

"Not really."

"Come to your house and have a seat?"

“Not very convenient...”

Seeing the two of them talking over and over again, Xiaodie, who was hiding in the alley and peeking at them from a distance, felt embarrassed for them. She thought, Miss, if you want to see him, why don't you just say it directly? You're so enthusiastic about someone who is not even related to you. He must be feeling awkward.

"It won't take you much time." After a pause, Wang Wenxuan said earnestly, "I heard that the Mingde Sword shines brightly in your hands. Second Mother has been a little worried about it recently, and wants to hear what Young Master Fang thinks."

"Miss Ningzhu? Look at my memory. I should be the one bringing gifts to express my gratitude." Fang Xiwen thought, so that's how it is.

Hearing that Wang Ningzhu was concerned about him, he felt a little happy.

There is no need to explain how precious this weapon is, not to mention that the sword has saved him several times. It is only right and proper for him to come and express his gratitude.

Fang Xiwen agreed immediately without further ado: "Well, I'll go buy some gifts first and visit you later?"

"Hey, hey, why buy any gifts? Just go ahead." Unexpectedly, Wang Wenxuan would urge me.

So, half-heartedly, the two walked forward side by side. When they got out of the alley, Fang Xiwen hesitated again: "But, it's not a good idea for me to go to the door empty-handed, right?"

"People bring gifts to bribe the concierge. Why would I need a gift when I'm next to you? Just give me something casually, just to show my appreciation."

"Since my brother said so, I still have some good wine in my mustard ring. I will give it to you when the time comes."

"I didn't expect that Young Master Fang actually likes drinking?"

"It's not me, there's an elder who likes..."

They talked and laughed all the way until they came to a house.

Looking up, I saw that the courtyard wall stretched for several sides and covered a large area, but it looked very simple and not luxurious.

The copper rings on both sides of the main gate were glowing, and two stone beasts guarding the house were placed on the left and right. Although they were lifelike, there were marks of swords and knives on them, making them look somewhat hideous.

Walking into the house, you can see pavilions, pools, rocks, bamboo forests, and winding paths. There is a deep sense of history, yet it is also a bit desolate.

Apart from the two servants who were there to show off, there were no servants walking around inside. The whole house seemed particularly empty.

The Wang family has been stationed at the border for generations. The old patriarch, Wang Yunzhi, was once the number one grandmaster on the Earth List, and his Dharma body was invincible in the world. He was promoted to the position of Kaifu Yitong Sansi, and was a general. He was specially allowed to wear a sword and shoes when attending court... Now, has he declined to this extent?

Just as Fang Xiwen was sighing and not paying much attention, "Wang Wenxuan" next to her caught a glimpse of a man walking under the corridor. He was tall and handsome, with a dignified bearing... Her heart skipped a beat.

"If Master Fang saw it, he would definitely find that it was the real Tyrant Blade...!" She began to signal desperately, and the man seemed to understand something and stopped.

"That's amazing." After coming back to his senses, Fang Xiwen turned around and saw that "Wang Wenxuan" was making faces, so he was a little confused: "Brother Wang?"

"Ah! It's okay, let's go in."

She finally fooled her brother with her eyes. She felt nervous and led Fang Xiwen through the corridor.

In the inner courtyard, there was actually a rather large parade ground, with several rows of targets standing on the north side, a high platform in the middle, and weapon racks on both sides, with a dazzling array of weapons.

"This is truly the style of a general." Fang Xiwen clapped his hands in praise.

"If Young Master Fang likes it, you may take it down and observe it carefully. Those two swords are the famous swords Canglang and Qingyao... Just put them back after you're done. I suddenly have something to do."

Leaving him here, "Wang Wenxuan" hurried away.

This kind of behavior actually convinced Fang Xiwen - see, this is how they treat guests, cheerful and casual, without any details.

So he followed suit and walked around the parade grounds, touching this and waving that, having a lot of fun.

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On the other side, Wang Ningzhu quickly returned to his room, bolted the door, turned around and saw Xiaodie standing in front of the bronze mirror with a helpless look on her face.

Seeing her coming back, Xiaodie said with a fake smile: "Miss, did you enjoy chatting all the way?"

"I'm very happy. My disguise really worked. He didn't notice it at all." She took off her men's clothes quickly, then tore off the bandages on her chest, holding the softness that popped out, her tone quite complacent.

While helping her change her clothes, Xiaodie said disdainfully, "It's just that Master Fang trusts you too much. Even if you have to give credit, it's still my ability to disguise myself. There are few people in the world who are better than me."

"Yes, yes, you're the best." Wang Ningzhu put on her dress, fastened the belt, and reached out to pull her. "By the way, I have to tell my brother right away so that we won't be caught. Xiaodie, come with me."

"Why?"

"If anything goes wrong, you'll be involved."

"Huh? I advised you not to do this. What does it have to do with me if you get into trouble?"

"You are an accomplice." She clenched her fist and threatened fiercely. Xiaodie rolled her eyes.

After changing into conservative but neat long skirts, the master and servant walked all the way from the corridor to the lobby, avoiding Fang Xiwen who was playing in the training ground, and went to meet the real Ba Dao.

In fact, if you just compare the two, even if their looks and figures are really similar, it is easy to find the difference: Wang Wenxuan is usually gentle and polite to others, a modest gentleman, but no one can influence his thoughts, this person's domineering nature tends to be restrained and not unleashed.

Influenced by his family tradition, Wang Ningzhu certainly had this kind of hegemonic thought, but it was more of a "arrogance" and not so stubborn.

Sitting upright, Wang Wenxuan poured her a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Why did you bring him home and dress him up as me?"

"It's all to deal with those old immortals. Look how much I care about you."

"Consider me?"

"'Da Lang, you should control her. It's not decent for a girl who is about to get married to run away from home.'" Wang Ningzhu drank the boiling hot tea in one gulp, pinched her throat and repeated the sentence, and rolled her eyes at the end: "It sounds like you are really thinking about me. Ugh."

"Hahaha, don't let anyone else hear this."

After this back and forth, Wang Wenxuan understood his sister's intention. She just wanted to use the identity of Badao to spend more time with Fang Xiwen so as not to ruin the reputation of the Wang family.

Even though he knew this was not a good idea, it was difficult for him to say anything to stop it; after all, he was going to let her marry that jerk Third Young Master, so why wouldn't he allow her even this little freedom?

"Okay, I'll find an excuse to go to the checkpoint. You can dress up as you like during this time."

"Thank you." Wang Ningzhu nodded vigorously with undisguised joy in his eyes.

But looking at her like this, Wang Wenxuan had the urge to look away; someone once said to him: