Fairy, I really am a villain!

At first I thought it was due to his indifferent nature, but now it seems that the martial arts technique also has an influence on it.

"To be honest, whether my sister reacts or not, I am very interested." He covered his face, feeling so ashamed that he wanted to die.

"Really? I'm so happy."

"But, but! This is not normal. The physical reaction is okay, but what I fear most is that one day you may not even be able to feel emotions like love, hate, and anger... I absolutely don't want that."

As he said this, he hugged Fang Qingxiao tightly.

"But, we practitioners are actually getting closer to the 'Tao'. Cutting off emotions and desires is the path we must take." Her voice sounded calm.

This was something that had been foreshadowed long ago, such as her three tribulations:

During a catastrophe, the Frost Sky Sword was stolen. This was the cause of shaking the foundation of Taoism. It was a matter of great importance. I should have used this opportunity to sever all ties with my brother and drifted away from him.

In the second calamity, she was assassinated by Li Muyu. This was a fratricide. She should have experienced life and death at that time, and she would be broken and then rebuilt.

However, all of the above were destroyed by Fang Xiwen, so his fake death became the most powerful third calamity... But, even this was destroyed by him——

But in fact, this can only stop it temporarily, but it cannot reverse the trend.

"Xiwen," Fang Qingxiao raised her head again, looking a little sad, and held his face with her hands, "Take me as soon as possible while my sister still likes you."

As she spoke, the pink lips pressed against his again.

~~

The candlelight is warm, the curtains are deep; the beauty is by my side, her eyebrows are painted with different shades.

Facing those watery eyes, Fang Xiwen's expression gradually turned cold, and he pressed her shoulders and pushed her away.

"Xiwen...?"

"Don't even think about it." He shook his head, his eyes turning cold. "How confident are you that you said that?"

"I don't understand you."

"Do you think that by giving me your most precious thing, you will forget me and pursue your so-called sword path? I will never allow such a thing."

With a little force, he pushed Fang Qingxiao onto the bed, and he slid a few steps away with the chair, and the two of them looked at each other from a distance.

"I can't hide it from you," the elder sister said, without any annoyance of being rejected, "but if you don't want me anymore, Xiwen will regret it.

From now on, there may never be another chance—"

"You are the one who will regret it. I won't even touch you like this, even if you come close to me. I will find another woman, and you will never get me!"

After she finished speaking, Fang Qingxiao's movements froze for a moment, and she was a little confused about the situation; after a pause, her hand continued to move down.

She could sense that Fang Xiwen was not as "at ease" as he appeared to be. The fact that he almost moved to the door was the best proof of this.

Gradually, his breathing became heavier, but he still did not move. He just said angrily: "Are you really going to give up?"

"what?"

"Give up resistance to the so-called 'Tao', just passively accept it, and wait for the day of assimilation to slowly arrive... Have you thought it through?!"

His rationality was gradually being eroded. Fang Xiwen stretched out his fingertips and scratched his thigh again and again. Pain was felt and blood marks were crisscrossed.

He finally understood.

Why does Fang Qingxiao always look like she's trying to get close to me, always without any defense, always actively coming up to me like that——

"Sister, you are actually scared too, right?"

"I'm not. Why would I be scared?" She just sat sideways on the bed, with her long legs bent, still looking calm.

"You did. That day in the cemetery, I hugged you and found that your body was shaking. At that time, I thought you were too sad, but in fact, you were afraid.

I’m afraid that when I open my eyes again, I won’t be myself anymore.”

"..."

"Am I right?" Fang Xiwen said as he moved over carefully.

He had long known that having too much talent in swordsmanship was not always a good thing;

Fang Qingxiao has never encountered any obstacles in her practice, simply because the understanding she has gained has far surpassed her current realm and touched the edge of "Tao".

The six orifices cut against the nine orifices, the seven orifices resonate with heaven and earth, and once you enter the nine orifices, you will naturally become one with nature... Although it is far superior to others, all these have a price.

The higher she climbs, the less "human" she will be, and the more "Tao" she will be - in layman's terms, she will train herself into a pure sword, a sword without emotions and weaknesses.

Seeing that Fang Qingxiao seemed to have been corrected by what he said and gradually stopped moving, Fang Xiwen took the opportunity to move to the bedside and continued, "Sister, I'm right here.

As long as I am alive, I will never let you lose your feelings——" "I can't do that!"

Finally, Fang Qingxiao shouted fiercely, her eyes reddened, "I, I can no longer get the feeling of 'warmth' from Dad and Mu You, only you still..."

"Then having me is enough." He rushed forward a few steps and hugged the smooth back, "No matter when, no matter how many times, I will say that I love you."

"Xiwen..." Fang Qingxiao paused, then hugged her back tightly.

In fact, she knew how tempting her body was to men, and she also knew that Fang Xiwen had feelings for her... a long time ago;

But he never showed it, instead he refused again and again.

After hugging each other quietly for a while, Fang Qingxiao's fingertips dug into his skin, trembling slightly, as if she was struggling; after a long time, she seemed to compromise and whispered: "Xiwen, you are actually very greedy."

"Of course. I want your whole self, not some forced sacrifice."

Fang Xiwen gently bit her ear tip while saying this, "I will find a way to solve the problem of the technique. Before it is solved, I will always be with you and keep telling you that I love you in your ear, so as to prevent you from being 'taken away'."

"...I see."

"Sister, I am not asking you to give up your practice, and I will never do that. Perhaps after tonight, you can pursue the sword path without distraction... But that would be too unfair to me."

"I, I can't do it anymore."

"I'm always with you, don't give up on me, okay?"

"...good."

It sounded like a whisper to oneself, but it was clear enough to hear. The night gradually subsided.

Chapter 310 He Saw It All

When Wang Ningzhu saw the thick pile of fallen leaves in the yard, he suddenly remembered that it was already the end of October and it had been quite some time since he came home in mid-autumn.

With a twist of her wrist, she set off streams of gunfire, blowing the fallen leaves into an easily cleanable pile, thinking about something in her mind.

Yesterday morning, the "big sinner" of the Wang family, her third uncle Wang Anyang, was escorted to the lobby of the mansion. As a criminal, he was no longer worthy of entering the Zhengqi Hall.

She was not qualified to participate in that meeting. She just heard her brother say that Wang Anyang apologized and apologized to many people, but he did not regret it. He just said that he hoped the Wang family would not break up and that he would not have any ideas in this regard again.

Although no one knew what had happened to the Third Uncle, after he made such a statement, the Wang family's hearts were finally settled. They were no longer unstable, and they also had the confidence to discuss many areas of cooperation with the Fang family.

Coincidentally, Fang Jinzhi, the brother of Marquis Xuanping, was still in the palace, and many matters could be handled with him, and it was said that the talks went well.

Since Fang Xiwen came, everything has been going in a good direction. Not only is he willing to help the Wang family, he also likes her and is the perfect match chosen by the saint... Logically, Wang Ningzhu should be happy no matter what, but she feels a little uncomfortable when she thinks of him.

Glancing at the tightly closed door opposite, she tightened her grip on the spear slightly, then sighed, wrapped herself in a towel and ended her morning exercise.

~~

"I'm still a little uneasy. What's wrong? I'm..."

After having breakfast with Xiaodie, Wang Ningzhu returned to the yard and found that the door opposite was still closed. She felt like a kitten was scratching her heart. Judging from Fang Xiwen's words, there must be some complicated situation between this brother and sister.

If it was for his own good, I shouldn't have disturbed him at this moment...but he said that.

"What do you mean by 'but I still like her'? This bastard even laid hands on my sister. Isn't he picky about who he is?"

After gritting her teeth for a while, she left the yard angrily and focused on her business.

According to reports from subordinates, there has been some progress in the investigation into the magic weapon obtained by Fairy Ling Jian.

So, she met the sent guard in the lobby of her home. The guard knelt on one knee and reported back: "Miss, we have been secretly monitoring the Huanqing Cloth Shop for several days and found a servant who was fired by the young master.

According to him, this kind of ornament is exactly what the young master has, and he often keeps it close to his body."

"Okay, you guys continue investigating and don't alert the enemy. By the way, where are the things?" Wang Ningzhu was quite satisfied with the progress and nodded.

Hearing this, the subordinate was stunned, "Eh? If the young lady is asking about the ornaments, they have already been taken away by the son-in-law."

"Xiwen? When?"

"Not long ago, my uncle said it might be related to something else and took it away. I thought he told you about it..."

After waving his hand to dismiss the guards, Wang Ningzhu realized that he might have misunderstood him a little, and his mood suddenly improved a lot;

Since this matter has been handed over to him, I don't have to worry too much about it.

Speaking of which, Xiwen is not in the yard now...

~~

After putting the ornaments into the mustard seed ring, Fang Xiwen walked across the corridor and greeted the visitor, "Wenxuan!"

"Morning. What's up?"

"Later, I want to go to the checkpoint with my sister to see if she can understand the solemn and murderous meaning of the military formation and serve as a witness for the sword. We will just watch from afar and will not cause any trouble to you."

"What trouble? Xiwen is too polite." Wang Wenxuan laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "We are family, so we should keep our distance. When the time comes, let Ningzhu know and get her warrant."

"Okay, thank you very much."

"It's a small matter. It's just that you don't look very well. Don't work too hard. After all, the incident in Luyang was an accident. You can stay in the palace without worry."

Wang Wenxuan showed great appreciation for talent and said a few words to him before stepping out of the door. Then, Fang Xiwen passed him and went to the guest hall, where Uncle Fang, dressed in a brocade robe, had a smile on his face and two cups of tea were placed on the table.

"Second uncle."

"Xiwen is here, please sit down. The Yun family takes good care of the local tea leaves of Yiling. I took some effort to get some. Come and taste it, it has a very rich flavor."

"Thank you, uncle."

After a few pleasantries, Fang Jinzhi stopped beating around the bush and directly took out two strange pieces of jewelry. He said straight to the point, "I've found some clues about the things you asked your second uncle to check."

This was something Fang Xiwen had bought in Beidingfang before. At that time, he told Wang Ningzhu that this might be something that had been stolen from a tomb and was cursed.

He wanted to investigate the matter, but was delayed for a while because the demon tribe was attacked; now Fang Qingxiao came over with many magic weapons in her hands, among which there were things with a similar aura to his, so he wondered if there might be a connection, so he asked Fang Jinzhi to check it out.

"So quickly, Second Uncle really has a wide range of friends." Fang Xiwen bowed sincerely.

"Ha. But having said that, Second Uncle would like to advise you not to investigate further," Fang Jinzhi smiled, "These two items were leaked from the hands of the Yang family's servants. Do you know what this means?"