Fairy, I really am a villain!

"Xingchu, I miss you so much."

"I don't miss you at all."

"It doesn't matter. These two things have nothing to do with each other. I will miss you no matter what happens to you." He bent down slightly and looked into those bright starry eyes. "It's just that I want to hear your true feelings."

"You're so annoying."

He got closer and closer, and Jiang Xingchu had to take a few steps back. Her cheeks turned slightly red, and she turned her body to the side, not wanting to pay attention to him.

Tonight, she wore a snow-white skirt and her long hair was tied up in a bun that seemed to be about to curl but actually loose. She looked like a gentle lady walking out of a painting. At this moment, she felt shy and there seemed to be a ripple in her eyes.

"You've dressed up carefully to see me. I like this look very much." Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fang Xiwen reached out and lifted her hair and said with a smile.

"Don't be so self-indulgent. I am just meeting guests. I have a lot of things to do. Do you understand?"

"Eh~ Even if the flow rate is different, it should be late at night outside, right? Shouldn't you go back to your room and meditate on your bed early? But when you think about seeing me, you can't calm down and can only wait for me to contact you—"

"Fang Xiwen, you are going to die!"

Being poked in the sore spot, Jiang Xingchu was about to hit him, but he happened to catch his wrist, gently pulled him into his arms;

A familiar temperature came over, and with this contact, the Saint stopped struggling and immediately calmed down, burying her face in his chest.

"Asshole, there's been no news for so long, and the first news is news of death...!" Jiang Xingchu grabbed his clothes viciously, clenched his fists, but only hit him lightly a few times.

"You are too busy, I did send a message."

"You knew I was busy, but you still made trouble like this? At that time, I almost packed up and left, not caring about the Dajiang Gang's bullshit anymore."

When we first met, she was like a hedgehog covered in thorns. It was only after I comforted her for a while that she calmed down.

Knowing that he would be embarrassed if he continued to hold her, Jiang Xingchu cleared his throat and stood up from his arms. He frowned, pointed at the fairy in white in the distance, and sneered, "So, who is this expert?"

"Witch, do you think my sword is not sharp?" With a choking sound, Fang Qingxiao drew out the long sword and released sword energy as frosty as ice.

Ever since Fang Xiwen started the so-called "summoning" and then started to flirt with the two of them, she had really had enough.

Even though her sword heart was firm and clear, she was still somewhat angry.

It turns out that the so-called helpers he was talking about were these two confidantes?

Forget about the silly Luo Qingni, but this Xinggong witch also followed? How could this be possible!

"You are not needed on this trip."

"Heh," Jiang Xingchu was not afraid of her at all. He snorted coldly and said in a long tone, "Xiwen~~ Your sister doesn't seem to welcome me very much."

"Sister, please be nicer." He said stiffly.

"What attitude should we have towards the witch? After all, what is she doing here?"

From a distance of more than ten steps, Fang Qingxiao also glared at him, as if there was an electric current in the air.

In fact, the reason why she had such great malice towards Jiang Xingchu could be traced back to the time in Yunzhong City.

At that time, Xuanxiao Sect held the Alliance of Righteousness and sent out two teams of disciples, but there were spies mixed in on the way... Anyway, the incident was not important. What was important was that her brother kissed the witch passionately and had sex with her in the alley in front of her, and finally kissed her so hard that she squatted on the ground.

I am currently committing one of these crimes!

"What am I doing here?" Jiang Xingchu sneered, looked around, and shook his head in disappointment, "You came in with him a long time ago, but Xiwen still wants my help.

Doesn't this just prove that there are things I can do that you can't? The reason is, after all, that you are just too useless."

"I don't want to waste any more words with you." Fang Qingxiao did not argue with her. She just held the sword with one hand, her eyes gleaming like lightning.

This is really a dilemma for both sides.

One of them was sharp-tongued, the other was ready to strike, and Fang Xiwen was stuck in the middle, trying to balance the situation, but to no avail.

The funniest thing here was that Luo Qingni was actually helping him to bring water, and they were talking to each other.

"Fang, Sister Fang, don't be angry. We are here to explore the spiritual realm, right? Let's work together and get along well."

"Xingchu, look, Xiwen must have something difficult to do, so he asked us to come here. Instead of arguing about it here, why not think of a solution for him?"

The silly girl was the most anxious one. She talked on the left, then went to talk on the right, just like a hardworking little bee flying around.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen was tired of persuading people, so he sat down next to the campfire and took a glass of water to moisten his throat.

Then he saw Luo Qingni coming over and handed her the cup of water. "You must be tired, right? Have a drink?"

"Well, thank you." She took it and gulped down a few sips. She glanced at the rim of the cup, her cheeks slightly red, and then she reacted and urged: "Xiwen, why don't you say something! Why are you still drinking water here!"

"Okay, okay, come closer..." Fang Xiwen pulled her to sit next to him, leaning close to her small ear, "Don't worry, they won't fight.

Xingchu knows her limits, and my sister is not really unreasonable. These two are just trying to compete with each other. You will know once you see them."

"Eh..."

As time passed, the remaining skylight in the spiritual realm became increasingly scarce, and the ambient light became dimmer and dimmer.

The light from the bonfire reflected a fiery red color, like an isolated island in the doomsday, swaying in the waves woven by darkness.

The two were still arguing. Jiang Xingchu unilaterally discussed Fang Qingxiao's shortcomings, calling her a "sword maniac", "a rough understanding of spirituality", and "the nine orifices have already opened up eight orifices", etc.

The latter responded to all changes with the same attitude. No matter what she said, it was "practice", "kill demons and monsters", "are you afraid?"...

Like two poles of a spectrum, their argument is bound to be fruitless.

"It seems like everything is really okay." Luo Qingni stared at it for a while, then finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

She was ready to force a ceasefire. If something happened, she would go to stop Fang Qingxiao and leave the other one to Xiwen... It turned out that she was worrying too much.

Her mind relaxed, and with the breeze of the night blowing, her body swayed a bit, and then she fell gently on Fang Xiwen.

"Are you kidding me? You'll fall down if you blow the whistle?"

"I'm very tired, so I'll just lean on you for a while." Luo Qingni pouted and put her arm around his.

Although she didn't say anything else, Fang Xiwen understood.

This girl's love is not hidden like Jiang Xingchu's, nor is it vague like Fang Qingxiao's, nor is it bold and straightforward like Wang Ningzhu's... Her love has always been very quiet, like the few blushes reflected by the bonfire and the shallow curve at the corners of her lips.

In the faint light of the fire, her lips seemed somewhat transparent and looked soft.

"I'm tired too. I fought a big battle before you came." Fang Xiwen sighed tiredly.

"Isn't that dangerous? Are you, are you hurt?"

"No," Fang Xiwen held her down as she rummaged through her clothes, and said with a smile, "It's just that you have to charge interest for leaning on me when I'm so tired."

"Hey, what interest, um——"

Caught off guard, Luo Qingni had her left hand grabbed by him, and her eyes widened for a moment; then she calmed down again and responded awkwardly, over and over again.

She likes this.

"Did you forget something? No, those two are still arguing..."

Thinking of this, Luo Qingni hurriedly pushed him away, turned her head and found that the quarrel over there had stopped. Two unfriendly gazes shot over, like arrows as if to pierce people.

Take a day off

I was stuck in traffic on my way back to my hometown during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I tried to type a few paragraphs in the car, but they were completely unreadable.

Sorry sorry.

Chapter 317 Who is the stealing cat?

While they were arguing fiercely, the two of them actually hugged each other by the campfire, looking like they were living a peaceful life... How could this be tolerated?

His sword-like gaze fell on Luo Qingni, and then, as if he couldn't bear to blame her, he turned and stabbed Fang Xiwen.

The latter raised his hands and laughed dryly: "Haha, I did it on purpose. This is the only way to make you stop arguing, right?"

"Ah."

With a sneer, Jiang Xingchu did not comment, but the two of them really did not argue anymore.

Perhaps they knew that this would only benefit the fishermen, so after a moment of silence, the four of them came to the campfire and sat around it in a circle. The atmosphere was very awkward.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen shook the mustard ring, took out the fish that had been processed in advance and started grilling it.

The smell of spices evoked Jiang Xingchu's memories. Her eyes softened a little and she asked, "So, what exactly do you want to discuss with me?"

"I knew that the Saint Lady was the most sensible."

"Stop flattering me and say what you want to say." Jiang Xingchu snatched the grilled fish.

So taking this opportunity, Fang Xiwen told her everything about the checkpoint, the Wang family, and the demon clan in detail while he was busy, and then handed the fish to the remaining two people.

Seeing that they had something serious to discuss, the two took it quietly.

"...My biggest puzzlement right now is that the time doesn't match," Fang Xiwen shook his head. "The time in the spiritual realm is too 'later'. If it was the same attack as in the present world, then the corpse shouldn't be preserved so well."

"Then it's not. There is too little information available, so we can only guess. Xiwen, have you heard of the legend of the Demon King Spear?"

"What legend?"

“It is said that this has been passed down from ancient times. When the demon race was driven out of the Central Plains, a powerful person named Kunpeng Demon Master once said that after thousands of years, the Dragon Emperor would crush humanity and lead the demon race back to the earth.

It is unclear whether it is true or not, but it is something similar to their belief, which is why they have been able to survive in Tianhaiyuan for so long."

Eat the grilled fish, Jiang Xingchu said.

"So, this is the fulfillment of the prophecy?" Thinking of the resentment of the stitched monster, Fang Xiwen's heart moved, "Where did you hear this legend? Even the Wang family didn't tell you."

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu threw the stick into the fire and burned it, his eyes dark and unclear: "Yes, 'Starfall Goddess' told me."

"...she?"

"Remember, before I came out of the spirit realm last time, I talked to her alone. I confirmed one thing with her, and then asked about the cause of the demon disaster, and she told me by the way."

"What's the matter?" Fang Xiwen was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xingchu could actually get words out of the goddess...

"I asked her how she could become the Palace Master and set up such a vicious 'Three Paths Formation'; she told me that at that time, the original Palace Master Jiang Li had already... died."

After he finished speaking, the air was quiet for a while. I think it was difficult for Jiang Xingchu to accept it at first, but this was the only reasonable thing to do.

Jiang Li was the one who would take action to kill Chi Ersha because of the death of the people of Longchuan. No matter how you think about it, you shouldn't let the goddess do such a thing.

"Is it because of the demon race?"