Fairy, I really am a villain!

This is the real winner!

Looking at this sudden change, Wang Ningzhu was stunned for a moment, and then his left hand was grabbed by him.

"Come here!"

The two took a few steps in the narrow room, which happened to be a place not affected by the thunder. Fang Xiwen pointed at the roof and spoke quickly: "While my formation can still trap them, break the roof immediately! I will draw thunder to bless you!"

"Why?"

"There are still many people worshipping Buddha outside. If the monks still want this temple to continue to operate, they will definitely not sit idly by."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ningzhu raised his sword immediately, but he still asked, "If they are in the same group as Uncle San..."

"It's impossible. The monks at most accepted the benefits and asked them to use the formation to reinforce the wing rooms. More importantly, the identities of these assassins are sensitive. Even if they are not afraid of death, they will retreat on their own before being exposed in order to conceal the identity of their master!"

'He sees it so clearly...' Wang Ningzhu actually felt reassured by his words and suddenly raised his knife.

At this time, Wang Anyang's angry voice came over: "You bastard, don't stop it!"

There were sword lights flashing all over the room, just like the rising sun, with a huge momentum.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen drew out the Mingde Sword and slashed out with a casual blow to cancel out the two attacks; he felt that Wang Anyang's righteous spirit had been disrupted, and it was obvious that he had been affected by Wang Ningzhu's words, and his power was greatly reduced.

Then, the two auras that were half a step outside the house quickly moved away, like birds escaping from a cage...the assassins fled.

There was a loud bang, and the entire roof was lifted up. The thunder created by Wang Ningzhu's sword spread over an area of ​​several miles, like a real punishment from heaven.

With the help of his formation, the power of this attack has reached the level of just entering the outdoor scene!

No matter how far or near, anyone who was near Wuwang Mountain was attracted by the loud noise and looked back.

"May the Buddha bless us, may the Buddha bless us..." Butcher Wen looked down from the mountain, his face pale. He felt that he had both annoyed the officials and angered the Buddha, and he was very worried.

The thunder even struck the Buddha statue in the lobby, causing it to fall down, and a large string of copper coins, gold and silver fell out.

The entire wing almost collapsed, but the three of them evacuated in time.

Then, they were surrounded by a group of monks, all holding copper sticks in their hands, and they all looked angry, asking, "Dear donors, why are you starting a war in such a quiet place?"

"I'm talking to you, you brat! How dare you make trouble in Buddha's temple?!" Wang Anyang's eyes changed and he pointed with his finger.

"Buddha? How many teachers does he have?"

With a sinister laugh, Fang Xiwen suddenly jumped up, drew his sword with his backhand, and used the "Dragon Crossing Thousands of Peaks and Lying in All Directions" move to hit him heavily on the shoulder.

Click, click, click!

"what!!"

Caught off guard, Wang Anyang broke several bones. He couldn't help but cry out in pain, sat down on the ground, and stared over with a dead look in his eyes.

Although he was affected by the formation and was seriously injured, he never expected that he couldn't even block Fang Xiwen's sword!

"Damn you...!" Scenes flashed before his eyes, and the hatred in his heart grew more and more.

The first time he discovered the robbery of the escort, he was stabbed with a sword; the second time he discovered the ambush, he set up a larger formation and his carefully prepared death squad was defeated before the fight even started.

Where on earth did this bastard come from? He is so vicious!

What made Wang Anyang even angrier was that Fang Xiwen didn't even look at him, but just looked at Wang Ningzhu with concern, as if uncovering his conspiracy was not worth mentioning.

Seeing that the monks wanted to go forward, Fang Xiwen pushed them back with a look and said, "Go forward and try?"

"you!"

One of the monks shook his staff, but was held down by the fat-headed and big-eared monk. Then the latter came out, raised his right palm and chanted a Buddhist name: "I am Xuanzhen, the donor has too strong a murderous nature."

"I don't want to reason with you. You don't deserve to listen. If you dare to say one more word of nonsense, I will tell the whole world about your temple's mess."

Fang Xiwen flashed the Green Ribbon Spy Badge in his hand, and the monks were immediately silent.

Then, he walked over and pressed several acupuncture points on Wang Anyang, clapping his hands and saying, “Since you once served in the Longwei Army and defended the territory, I will not insult you or argue with you. This is all for the sake of the Wang family’s face.

Remember, I have let you go twice."

Having said that, this plain fact still insulted Wang Anyang; he clenched his hands tightly and said nothing.

Then, Fang Xiwen walked towards Wang Ningzhu who was standing with a knife in her hand, squatted down, and carried her on his back, and continued: "You have clearly experienced the pain of losing your wife, but you want to let the people also experience this pain? Take care of yourself."

He glanced at the ruins of the wing and found that the bodies of several assassins had been moved away, leaving nothing behind.

Fang Xiwen just left Wang Anyang in the temple and walked straight down the mountain without saying much.

"Young Master, why don't those monks come to stop us?" Wang Ningzhu asked.

She put her arms on his shoulders and felt the solid touch on her chest, feeling a delicate mood.

"Because they value their reputation. What would happen if the monks' rooms were decorated with arrays and word got out?" Fang Xiwen shook his head. "And if we don't tell anyone, no one will know. Besides, they won't dare to kill us even if we make such a big fuss."

"So, if you agree to keep them quiet, they will let us go?" Wang Ningzhu understood and asked, "What about Third Uncle? He is in collusion with the monks. If he escapes again..."

"With such a big incident, who will be held responsible if we let Wang Anyang go? On the contrary, the monks will be very diligent and responsible in keeping an eye on him, so we don't have to worry about it."

After pondering for a while, Wang Ningzhu thought that he was really insightful, but the strange feeling in his heart became more and more obvious.

From her angle, she could see his handsome profile. He seemed to be calm no matter what happened, but now he kept looking back, and the concern in his eyes was self-evident.

He had no complaints about being involved in family affairs with her, and even took care of her feelings; when she was arguing fiercely with Wang Anyang, he had already discovered the clues and silently laid out a winning move to turn the tables.

Even though Wang Anyang insulted him like that, he magnanimously agreed... Wang Ningzhu knew that he was actually concerned about her, otherwise he would have nothing to say if he had killed his uncle with a single sword.

He was a really nice person, she felt that way when they first met.

He is usually thoughtful, decisive when dealing with serious matters, good-tempered and sensible...but he has nothing to do with her, Wang Ningzhu, and he can only be someone else's husband.

"How's it going, now?"

“It feels bad.”

"Your injury is so serious? Don't scare me. Here are some healing pills..."

"It can't be cured."

Although he could have walked down, Wang Ningzhu instead hugged his neck tightly, as if she was angry with him.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? I can't breathe... If you keep doing this, people will think I'm having an affair!"

Fang Xiwen was really getting anxious.

If he had not seen the beauty in plain clothes, he could have hypnotized himself that the person on his back was Ba Dao; but now that the long legs were wrapped around his waist, he had to think about things he shouldn't think about.

"Let go quickly, you don't want your brother's reputation to be ruined, do you?"

Wang Ningzhu just smiled.

She thought it was better this way, at least she wouldn't be snatched away by other women...so she became more and more aggressive, and the two of them almost rolled down the stairs.

Chapter 275 He Runs and She Chases

On the official road, two handsome "young knights" rode past on horseback.

The daughter of a general's horsemanship was naturally impeccable. Her movements of mounting and dismounting the horse were particularly agile. Even with her injured body, she managed to tame the wild horse into obedience.

Wang Ningzhu should have been proud...if there weren't a pair of arms around her waist.

Looking back quietly, the guy actually looked straight ahead, looking like a gentleman. Although Wang Ningzhu would really get angry if he didn't behave himself and moved his hands and feet randomly, he was too well behaved, which made him even angrier.

In order to avenge him for grabbing her hand in the temple, she also pulled Fang Xiwen's hand over, pressed it on the reins, and said somewhat forcefully: "Even if the elders at home didn't teach you, a gentleman should have some knowledge of the six arts. Your riding skills are really unbearable."

“I am a vulgar person.”

"Hmph, a lazy excuse."

Although he spoke tough, Wang Ningzhu's heart was pounding, as if the sound of a drum beating when charging into battle was deafening.

However, Fang Xiwen had some concerns and slowly shrank back: "This, isn't too bad?"

"What's wrong with that? I am now Tyrant Blade."

"Ah this..."

As if realizing something, both of them fell silent.

Fang Xiwen was afraid that if he continued to stir the matter, people would really think that he was having an affair with someone else; while Wang Ningzhu felt a little angry, wondering why he couldn't show his true face to others, as the scene was obviously very good.

There was no conversation along the way. The two men dismounted from their horses under the somewhat strange gazes of the guards and walked in side by side.

“Hiss, is this romantic sword really indifferent to meat and vegetables? He can harm fairies and demons of the righteous and evil ways, and even men... Aren’t you and I in danger?!”

"Shh!"

The whispers between the two people could be heard from far away. Fang Xiwen felt his blood boiling and clenched his fists.

It was approaching dusk, and a corner of Dingjun City was gilded with warm golden light. Many street vendors began to pack up their stalls, and red lanterns were hung out. However, more people entered the city.

A group of people came into the city gate with a horse-drawn carriage. On the flag hung high, the words "Longxing Escort Agency" were written. The carriage looked quite heavy and stopped in front of a restaurant. Several men with scars on their faces were busy unloading the cargo.

Staring at them for a moment, Wang Ningzhu spoke softly, "I...want to go to that village. Uncle San said so. I think I must go and see them."

After the initial self-blame and shame, she has cheered up; even if she can't do anything, Wang Ningzhu wants to let the families of these soldiers know that the things they died for are still being done by others.

"Ah."

"Also, this is the first time I realized that I would have such a weak thought and want to escape by death..." She seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Is it because it was not discovered until now, or is it because there are other changes?

Seeing her looking at him, Fang Xiwen smiled slightly, "You must be tired, don't push yourself too hard. I'll go with you later."

"why?"

"Because, uh, Zhengqitang hasn't been unsealed yet?"

Looking at his defense, Wang Ningzhu chuckled. It seemed as if the two of them had agreed upon an "excuse" for him to interfere in the Wang family's affairs.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen turned her head away, thinking to herself, if you laugh again, I won't be able to look directly at the real Ba Dao.

"Well, I'll force you to go with me."

"Then I would like to thank the general for his appreciation."

The two smiled at each other. After they had settled the main business, they finally got rid of the heavy atmosphere: Wang Anyang had his own reasons for launching the rebellion, and they were sufficient, but they just couldn't approve of his actions.

But the matter will not end like this. Wang Ningzhu first has to report to the elders in his family, and the matter of the snake skin also needs to be investigated.

"Let me recover, then we'll go... Ugh..." As she said this, she suddenly staggered, her face suddenly turned pale, and she vomited some blood.