Fairy, I really am a villain!

"Alas, the Song family has committed a sin!"

Even the funeral was held in a grand manner. The Wang family selected an ebony coffin and invited several Shaolin masters who were proficient in Buddhism to perform a ritual to hold the coffin and summon the spirit, which lasted for six or seven days.

There were many people coming to worship, which also boosted the sales of copper coins, paper figurines, etc. in the city.

Not only that, the news spread quickly.

The Six Gates published an obituary in the official gazette and sent it along with an updated list of names to Luyang, Longchuan, Jiangzhou, Yiling and other places, letting everyone in the world know about this "little thing".

In the heart of Longchuan, there is the Star Palace and the Tianque Palace.

"Reporting to the Saint, a total of 34 people from the Dragon and Tiger Hall of the Dajiang Gang have been captured alive. Please give your instructions!" One of the subordinates knelt on one knee with a respectful attitude.

Hearing this, the girl picked up the intelligence and read it through, then waved her hand: "Find out how many people were involved in what happened back then, and take statements from each person separately. If there are any discrepancies, have them identify each other. Then kill the liar."

"Yes!"

After so many years, it's time for Xinggong to collect the debt... Jiang Xingchu still looked nonchalant until she picked up a court newspaper.

Like a loud thunderclap, a few large characters appeared on the front page - The Death of Feng Liujian!

Obituary: Righteous young hero Fang Xiwen died in battle in mid-autumn, killed by the traitor Song Dongyang, at the age of 20.

Jiang Xingchu's heart stopped beating for a moment after hearing such solemn news. His head seemed to explode, and the papers in his hands suddenly turned into powder and fell down, shocking all the star girls.

This is?

"call."

She quickly reacted, and with a thought, she fiercely typed a few words on the public screen: [A loving family (3)]

[Saint Girl 1.80 Meters Tall: Mr. Fang, what tricks are you playing now? ! ! ]

[Qing Ni is not full: What, what's wrong? ]

[Saint Lady 1.80m tall: @The head of the family speaks! ! ]

[The Saint is 1.8 meters tall: Pretending to be dead, huh?]

[Saint Girl 1.80m tall: Don’t regret it. ]

[Saint Lady 1.80m tall: I’m on my way to Dingjun, get out of here quickly! ]

[Head of the Household: I'm not pretending to be dead, I'm just busy. Also, I sent you a private message, but you didn't read it.]

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu switched the screen and flipped through the messages. There were indeed a few unread ones. Then he collapsed on the throne as if he had lost strength.

[Saint Lady 1.80m tall: ...Because I'm busy too. Asshole, you didn't even tell me about this, how much do you want others to worry about?]

[Head of the family: It happened in a hurry, I contacted everyone I could. ]

[Qing Ni is hungry: I testify, I saw the news! Fortunately, Xiwen told me in advance, otherwise I would have fainted from shock. ]

[Saint Lady 1.80m tall: ...Humph, I don't mind at all, I'm just a little surprised. ]

Perhaps he felt so guilty that he couldn't bear to watch it, so Jiang Xingchu quickly changed the subject: [So, why did you do this? If you can't give a good reason, I'll make you pay.]

【Head of the Household: Of course there is a reason. 】

[Qing Ni is not full: What? ]

【Head of the Household: Change, number! 】

~~

With a thought, Fang Xiwen passed the lines of words over and let out a breath.

Now, several days have passed since he attended his own funeral, and he is currently enjoying the cool air in the pavilion in the mansion with Miss Ningzhu.

The rockery is rugged, the water is gurgling, and there are a few lotus flowers floating on it, which is fresh and refreshing.

"What does it mean to change the number?"

Miss Wang opposite him had an unfriendly look on her face and knocked on the table in front of him.

After spending these few days together, her anger had long since subsided. Today, she even asked Xiaodie to dress up nicely and tie her hair into a bun, but Fang Xiwen looked absent-minded.

"Well, how should I put it..."

"Who are you talking to?" Wang Ningzhu suddenly slammed the table and stood up, looking past him and around.

Apart from them in the pavilion, there was no one else around.

"No one, I'm just chatting with you." Cold sweat ran down Fang Xiwen's back, and he responded with a wry smile.

How come their intuitions are so accurate?

As luck would have it, the [Loving Family] was also urging him now; the Saint Lady gave him half an incense stick to explain clearly, otherwise she would lead the army in person.

After organizing his thoughts for a while, he said:

"That is to say, the identity of 'Romantic Wandering Sword' is too eye-catching at the moment. After the battle outside Dingjun City, I estimate that my ranking will have to move up, and if I enter the top ten, it will be difficult for the Six Gates to cover it up for me.

Before this, it was difficult for ordinary people to find out my background, unless someone like Yuwen Di was a fool, who did nothing but follow the trail with my portrait and found me. That’s how he found me.”

Speaking of this, Fang Xiwen also became a little angry.

He managed everything well. Not only did he spend time on the Six Gates, he also wrote a letter to the Second Prince who had already entered the Divine Capital, asking him to help out in the palace and he would repay him in the future.

It stands to reason that this is really difficult to investigate, but there are boring people like Yuwen Di.

"So you're being exposed. What's going to happen?"

"Let me put it this way. The Gao family is not tolerant of others. For example, my father has not made any progress in his cultivation since he entered the Divine Capital... He is a Grandmaster on the Earth Ranking. According to normal progress, he should have reached the ninth level long ago, but at the very least, he is stuck on the third level of the Heavenly Ladder."

"so."

"Moreover, if there are people as outstanding as you and your brother in the aristocratic families, they will find a way to destroy one of them, such as sending you to an arranged marriage."

Hearing this, Wang Ningzhu nodded in agreement, "Yes, you have a very powerful sister."

"In fact, my sister was sent to the Sword Sect and was able to practice so freely because I was too useless and seemed 'balanced' in the eyes of the Gao family.

If I am exposed, they will most likely use the entire Fang family to pressure me and marry my sister off to some dandy young man."

"No wonder you've been so careful," Wang Ningzhu's eyes softened, "It turns out you're always thinking about others."

"Fortunately."

Fang Xiwen thought that this starting point was fine, and it could also explain why Yuwen Chou's martial arts were abolished, why Fang Tianyu had not yet found his daughter, etc.

"Plus, I killed Song Dongyang. Although this man deserves to die, it doesn't mean I can kill him. We don't know what his position is in the family yet. In addition, Feng Liujian has too close contact with the Wang family. If his identity is exposed and his private contact is discovered, it will be a lot of fun...

In summary, and with the rumors in the city appearing at just the right time, I decided to let Feng Liu Jian die."

Fang Xiwen clapped his hands and smiled.

To be honest, he was a little reluctant to give it up. After all, it was a reputation he had earned with his own hands. Wherever he went, people called him Young Master Fang... It felt pretty good.

However, in order to protect Fang Qingxiao and the Fang family, this matter is nothing.

Perhaps after opening the entrance, repaying the Fang family's kindness and finally revealing his true identity, he could become the "Romantic Wandering Swordsman" again?

"It's okay," Wang Ningzhu said, gently taking his hand, pulling it to her lips and kissing it, "The world will remember the path you have walked, the people you have helped will remember it, and I will remember it too.

The romantic swordsman will never die, he just sheathes his sword and speaks out when he feels injustice."

"Ningzhu, I'm so touched..."

Fang Xiwen was suddenly moved as she had never expected that the female general could have such a seductive side. The two looked at each other, holding hands, and got closer and closer in the pavilion.

At this time in the chat group, someone completely exploded:

[Qing Ni is hungry: ...Who is Ning Zhu? ]

[Saint Girl 1.80m tall: Fang Xiwen, who are you talking to? !]

When he saw these two words pop up, he realized that when he was explaining it just now, the thought of "input" had not been interrupted, and he typed them all in intact!

【Head of the Household: Yes, he is a friend of mine. 】

[Saintess 1.8 meters tall: Do you think I'm stupid? 'Nine Heavens Divine Might' Wang Ningzhu, the daughter of the Dingjun Wang family... Didn't you 'die' there?! ]

[Qing Ni is not full: You are lying to me, you are not a good person. ]

【Head of the Household: I can explain. 】

[Saint Lady 1.80m tall: Qingni, have you read the court bulletin? That unfaithful man seems to be dead.]

【Qing Ni is not full: I saw it. 】

【Head of the Household: ...I was wrong. 】

Chapter 303 Miss Wang, a Bad Drinker

This was the first time for Fang Xiwen that a dual-thread operation went wrong.

After some reflection, he felt that it was due to damage to his soul, so he lived very carefully in the next few days.

In fact, this injury would be a serious problem for an ordinary person, but his spirit was inexplicably tough, so after a little recuperation, he would be fine.

It was a clear and sunny day, and the evil aura that had been hanging over Dingjun City had finally dissipated. The palace below also became lively, and a banquet was held.

The purpose of the banquet was to celebrate the great victory, but in order to send off the great hero Feng Liujian, everyone endured the first seven days before holding the banquet in a lively manner.

In the lobby, people were toasting each other.

The tables were lined with fine wine and delicacies collected from various places. Everyone was slightly tipsy after drinking. Some laughed loudly to celebrate the great victory of slaying the Demon King with a sword; others sang and cried, thinking that the people who had drunk with them in the past were no longer there, leaving behind only regrets.

There are so many different kinds of things.

"Good wine is good, but it's not strong enough! More, more!" Luo Ting was already drunk and he slammed the table while drinking guzzled wine.

It was not his fault. As the location was outside and he happened to be in the city, Luo Ting naturally took up his sword and joined the battle. He killed a big demon who had just entered the Jindan stage and returned triumphantly with the demon's head.

But he didn't feel happy for long, because rumors spread that Feng Liujian had died in battle. He was so scared that he couldn't even eat. He almost thought that he would be extinct. It took him a long time to realize that this was not his biological son.

His heart was in a mess, but he didn't know how to explain to his eldest daughter. He felt regretful and blamed himself. After asking, he found out that the little bastard had just fainted.

Later on, he came and said that he really wanted to "die", which made Luo Ting very angry; fortunately, there were a few banquets where he could drink to his heart's content, which was a little consolation.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Dingjun Governor Wang Zhongheng being toasted with a smile on his face, and his expression was quite bright; those who didn't know would think it was a great victory, but Luo Ting heard him say privately that his daughter had found a good match and that a big issue in his heart had been resolved.

I'm so angry, it was obviously me who fell in love with that brat first!

As the alcohol started to set in, he complained, blamed himself, and got angry. He wanted to drag out the kid who didn't attend the party and give him a good beating, but then he thought that he was having a hard time, so he let him go.