Fairy, I really am a villain!

After the three of them sat together for a while, Wang Ningzhu finally came to his senses. He and his "good opponent" looked at each other, and they glared at someone together.

Even though they liked him, it didn't mean that the two girls could accept such a ridiculous thing——

Swish!

Two gazes that could almost cut a person into pieces were cast over, cold and sharp;

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen's forehead was sweating a little, and he laughed and said, "Proof of the Xuanguan. Didn't we agree on this?"

""snort!""

Chapter 312: Always with Sister

As several fast horses entered the city, the official report from Dingjun was passed into the capital; along with the news of the great victory came a heavy snowfall.

"Six Gates' Report, two copies for one copper coin!"

"The Wang family repelled the demon tribe again, and the enemy was held for a hundred miles. The demon king surrendered!"

Several flags were raised and flying through the streets.

Soon, the cheers were drowned out, and only the sounds of trumpets, gongs and drums remained, weaving together to form a lively and noisy atmosphere.

The magnificent scenery here can be described as willows in the mist, painted bridges, and green curtains. I think no matter what the final battle report is, it has little to do with this magnificent capital.

Although the official bulletin did not cause much stir, the news did reach the hands of some people.

Stepping on the floating goose feathers, the second prince climbed up to the city wall, looked into the distance for a while, and then opened the letter in his hand.

There were several lines of neatly arranged words written in iron hooks and silver strokes on it. After the greetings, the words were sincere and the signature at the end was "Fang Xiwen".

The famous young hero Feng Liujian is dead, but the eldest son of the Fang family is still alive; the content of this letter is to use the favor to ask for help in covering up for him and intercepting some key information from the Six Gates.

"Ha, there is such a trick. This is a brilliant move, but it is a pity that it does not apply to me..." The second prince put the letter away, shook his head and laughed.

He found that he and Fang Xiwen were similar in many ways. Both were legitimate sons of aristocratic families, both were self-deprecating and had both “died” once...but when Feng Liujian died, there were many mourners, while Feng Hu’s death did not cause much commotion.

Now, with the help of the Yun family, after using many means, he has finally reunited his body and soul. He is no longer afraid of being spied on, but there are still some minor sequelae.

'The question is, how did Fang Xiwen know that the Yun family had this method?'

After thinking for a while, the second prince didn't have much idea, so he put on his cloak and went down the city wall, no longer worrying.

Counting the days, it will be time for them to go to the capital, and then I will ask him in person...

~~

From the gate of Dingjun City, a rider on a fine horse galloped out and headed straight eastward along the official road.

There were two people sitting there, they were the Fang brother and sister who had obtained General Wang’s order.

When Wang Ningzhu first heard Fang Xiwen say that she was going to the border, he was somewhat happy, thinking that he could finally get rid of his clingy sister. However, he found out that she was going to stay in the city to continue her investigation.

"Ningzhu, I know you are the best. Please write me a warrant."

"How can you leave your fiancée at home like this?"

"I can't help it. With the condition that my sister is in, do you expect her to succeed? I can only rely on you for everything, okay?"

After much persuasion, Miss Wang finally threw a piece of paper at him in anger.

In fact, Fang Xiwen had no choice.

This trip was said to be for Fang Qingxiao to comprehend the sword intent, but in fact it was to the spiritual realm; without obtaining the second-stage contract of [The Covenant of Nine Heavens Divine Power], it was impossible for him to bring Wang Ningzhu with him even if he wanted to.

After walking along the official road for a while, the weeds in front of us became sparse.

"Sister, you don't ride horses often, do you? How about letting me take over? I've been practicing horse riding quite well recently, and I can cooperate well with Xianli." He volunteered, gently hugging Fang Qingxiao's slender waist.

The little mare under him was chosen for him by Wang Ningzhu, who also gave her the name. In addition, she had taken great pains to teach her for a period of time, so she spoke naturally with a firm voice now.

"Not often. Today is my first time riding."

"...what?"

Looking up, I saw that her hand was only loosely holding the reins, while the other hand was on the horse's head, and a fierce and unparalleled pressure was faintly emanating from her palm.

Seeing Fang Xiwen's doubt, she turned her head, blinked and said, "As long as you scare it with the 'Wanxiang' sword intent, it will run away obediently."

"So that's how you do it... Wait, then you can't control the direction at all?!"

"Yes."

"Then why are you so confident that you're going to take me on the road? Stop the car!"

With a long neigh from the horse, the hooves were raised high and the flying dust fell down.

When he dismounted, he saw that Xianli had a sad look in his eyes, and was obviously very frightened; so Fang Xiwen touched its mane and tried to comfort it for a while, then glared at someone.

"I heard from Wang Ningzhu that it took you a long time to learn it. It's totally unnecessary, sister."

"...Just say yes."

Soon they set off again. Fang Xiwen sat in the front, with her snow-white arms wrapped around her waist. She then leaned her head on his shoulders, and the sound of his warm breathing sounded softly in her ears.

Amid the sound of horse hooves, he adjusted his direction and headed towards the pass.

"Not bad." Fang Qingxiao said suddenly.

"I'm good at horse riding? That's a matter of course, no need to explain it."

"I said you have a good body. You've obviously practiced physical training, but you don't feel stiff at all when I hold you, which is good."

"That's such a pity. I would like to develop a body of muscular body, that would be so great." Fang Xiwen said with some regret.

The so-called physical practice is naturally the related effect of the Eight-Nine Profound Art.

In fact, the practice of this technique is also very mysterious. It transforms the body and meridians without leaving out any of them, but it lacks some abilities. For example, he cannot do the "Lian Xiang Di" that can raise the body a lot taller, and can only make minor adjustments of a dozen centimeters.

“What is shank meat?”

"Have you seen that kind of butcher who kills pigs? He is very strong and muscular, and his muscles are like piles of blocks..."

"How disgusting. I won't let you become like that. Don't practice it anymore."

"Why?"

"It's not comfortable to hold it like that."

"You make it sound like I practiced this specially for you to hold me..."

"Isn't it?" Fang Qingxiao looked shocked.

Along the way, the two talked a lot. He could feel the warm and real body temperature of the woman behind him, and sometimes she would laugh at him and make a few light notes from her lips.

Sometimes he would wonder, if Fang Qingxiao had not been sent to the Sword Sect since childhood, but had grown up in a better environment, would her temperament be different?

Maybe she would be a bright and generous girl, like a blooming flower.

"By the way, sister, can you teach me how to practice sword? I have figured out some of your two sword ideas." Fang Xiwen lied without blushing or getting nervous.

He has no tricks at all. He is just taking advantage of the contract and making money from the sheep.

"You mean Wanxiang Frosty Sky? Xiwen, do you understand?" Hearing this, Fang Qingxiao seemed a little excited.

"Please understand a little bit. Don't be angry if I say something wrong."

"You said."

"I think it's a bit similar to Xiao Qingni's sword of life and death, both of which are images of great destruction giving rise to great rebirth; Frost Sky is extremely sharp and means opening up a new world, while Myriad Things are derived from the natural world, earth, water, fire and wind. The former means death, and the latter means life.

Although they are two completely different sword intentions, my sister can switch seamlessly during the battle. She is truly a genius."

The wind whistled past, and the woman behind him was silent for a while, her body trembling slightly.

Suddenly, he was shaken vigorously. "Xiwen, can you...fix it specifically?"

"I'm not practicing the Sword Sect's mental method. I can just use the Shocking Book to simulate it."

As he spoke, he loosened his hand from the reins and moved his hand in front of Fang Qingxiao. A ray of golden sword intent appeared in his palm, gentle and vast. This was his own will, named "the world".

Then, the internal Qi in the body changed, and the golden color gradually faded and turned into pure white.

Seeing this, Fang Qingxiao's pupils shrank.

Although it was very weak and immature, there was no doubt that this was what she meant, the so-called frosty day.

You don’t need to use the sword sect’s mental method to connect...the sword intent.

"How is it? But using this method, I can't switch as freely as my sister can. It has some flaws..."

As he was talking, he noticed that the breathing behind him became heavier. Turning around, he saw Fang Qingxiao's eyes full of excitement, with her arms tightly wrapped around his waist, "Xiwen, come back to the Sword Sect with me!"

"...What?"

"You won't go to the pass, nor to the capital of gods. Why don't you go back to Yiling with your sister? Anyway, Master has liked you from the beginning. I'll go and tell her..."

After spending some time practicing, he finally understood what his sister meant. She wanted him to become her disciple and practice sword skills.

If you think about it carefully, for Fang Qingxiao, kendo seems to be on par with him; if you really have to ask which is more important, Fang Qingxiao will choose him emotionally, but after practicing martial arts for so long, her body's instinct will choose kendo.

But, what if he himself is in harmony with the way of the sword?

"Stop, stop, stop. Don't get excited."

"I will never give you to anyone. Xiwen, just stay with your sister forever."

"Hey, you're scary!"

Just as the two were playing and fighting, there was an unnatural change in the sky above their heads. After just a few steps, the light around them dimmed.

We are near the checkpoint.

Chapter 313: Shenji Sect and the Yun Family

The further you go, the darker the color of the clouds becomes, almost black, and just looking at them makes people feel depressed.

Too many monsters died at the pass, and their resentment and evil spirits rose to the sky. Over time, it even affected the laws of heaven and earth here, making it difficult for humans to mobilize spiritual energy.

After taking out the warrant and going through numerous checks, the two finally arrived at the so-called "checkpoint", a wide chasm.

The terrain slopes from top to bottom, with towering cliffs on both sides. Many military weapons are arranged on them, such as catapults, which are quite lethal to the little demons that are still in the transformation stage.

This is a typical position that is easy to defend but difficult to attack, suitable for cavalry charges. With the cover on both sides, it is almost impossible for small demons to rush up; however, this terrain is too weak for big demons that have reached the Jindan stage and have the ability to fly.