Fairy, I really am a villain!

For a moment, the traveling merchants had some hope, but when they looked carefully, they found that the group of noble young men had been intercepted.

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Amid the hoarse neighing of horses, smoke and dust rose and then dispersed, and a young man leading a horse appeared at the city gate.

Unlike Song Canxing who looked greasy and powdered after putting on makeup, apart from looking a little haggard, his temperament and appearance were quite outstanding, and the arrogance in his expression was even more excessive than the former.

"Dare to block the way of the Song family's evil young master, this kid has lived enough..."

There was a lot of discussion.

The reason why the evil young man is called the evil young man is that he can do bad things without being retaliated against, and this comes from the protection of his superiors.

Song Canxing's father was a fourth-rank official of the dynasty, the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple, and was of the same kind as the powerful minister Yang Mingyue and his Yang Dang.

Since he only had this son, he doted on him:

Once, after Song Canxing killed the adopted son of a wealthy businessman who had a grudge against him in the street, he said, "I was shocked. It turned out that you killed a person. Your father thought you disturbed the carriage of the prime minister." He was widely condemned for this;

The rich businessman also spent a large sum of money to appeal, but the case was transferred to the Dali Temple for trial for several years. In the end, the rich businessman died of illness, and in the end, there was no recovery and the case was left unresolved.

As time went by, Song Canxing became more and more aggressive, bullying men and women was a common occurrence. Recently, he even accepted the "legacy" of his deceased cousin Song Dongyang, and it was said that he took in three more concubines.

Seeing someone coming to block him, Song Canxing was not angry, but very happy: finally there was some fun.

He pulled the fainted girl to him, pinched her neck and said with a smile: "Why, do you want to defeat this evil boy like me and be a hero to save the beauty?"

"A hero saving a beautiful woman?" Fang Xiwen tied up his horse, looked at him for a while, and laughed: "A dog of the little Tai Fu is worthy of being so arrogant to me?"

He did some homework before coming.

The name of the Junior Prime Minister was Yang Tianxiu. Because he pleaded before the sage, "I wish the Yang family would serve the emperor forever and ever," some people praised him for taking over his grandfather's position in the future, and this became a beautiful story.

His father had been attached to the Yang Party for a long time, and Song Canxing himself had indeed been a lackey of Yang Tianxiu. Now that he was scolded, it really hit home, and his face immediately turned dark.

"Lao? Who the hell are you called Lao?" Song Canxing was furious, pointing his finger and saying, "Go, take this blind guy down, I'm going to break his legs!"

"Yes!"

Several men who were playing around took the order and took off their coats, revealing their strong muscles. Looking closely, you will find that most of them have bulging temples, which shows that they have profound internal strength.

"Such a strong evil aura, this is a master among the imperial guards..."

Each of them is at the level of six or seven orifices. Perhaps not as good as the direct descendants of the sect, but much better than the ordinary people in the world.

After receiving Song Canxing's order, the four of them formed a formation and pounced, and the earth-shaking momentum pressed forward.

"The clown."

Shaking his head in disdain, Fang Xiwen didn't even move, just stood there.

Swish!

At the moment when he was about to be pounced, four sword energies flew from behind. They were extremely sharp and shot into the wrists of the four men as if they had eyes, causing so much pain that they stopped moving.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Amid screams of pain, the four of them bumped into each other and fell to the ground in a very comical manner.

Then, a man in white passed them and landed lightly in front of Fang Xiwen. The long sword at his waist seemed to have never been unsheathed.

“Fairy Ling Jian?!” Song Canxing was quite fond of beauty and had studied the portraits of beauties all over the world. He recognized the identity of this gorgeous woman at a glance and said in disbelief, “How could you be with a man!”

"No, that's not right," he shook his head vigorously, then his face lit up with joy: "You are the Third Young Master Fang Xingyun, her younger brother!"

Damn, why do I smell the scent of a dog licker... Although Fang Xiwen was complaining in his heart, he still quickly stepped forward and pulled him off the horse.

boom!

"You know I'm the Third Young Master, why are you so happy?" Fang Xiwen threw him to the ground and showed a ferocious smile, "Do you like to pretend in front of me?"

"No, no..." Song Canxing immediately backed down.

Although Marquis Xuanping lived in the capital and seemed to have no power, he was actually quite favored by the emperor and often accompanied him on hunting trips. He almost killed Yuwen Di with a single punch, but only received a mild rebuke.

Besides, the person in front of him is a senior who is even more "evil" than him.

Snapped!

A great force came, and half of Song Canxing's face swelled up; he stared blankly with his eyes wide open, still a little confused about the situation.

Grabbing his hair, Fang Xiwen lifted it up, imitating him. "Do you recognize me now?"

"You, you dare to hit me?"

"Try to yell again!"

So Song Canxing immediately fell silent and let him carry him like a roast duck.

"Get out of here, and remember not to act pretentiously in front of me, understand?!"

Letting go of his hand, Fang Xiwen kicked him to the ground and clapped his hands; the latter covered his face, stared at him for a while, and fled into the city with his men in embarrassment.

"Sister, go send this girl back." After taking a look down, he whispered in secret.

"Row."

Fang Qingxiao, the gold medal fighter and useful sister, received the order, picked up the daughter of the traveling merchant and walked to the road, and finally handed her to her father.

Thus, a "farce" came to an end.

"What a dog-eat-dog situation! The Third Young Master is indeed the 'former evil young master'. Compared to him, the Song guy is still too young."

"But what does the Third Young Master want? He doesn't like other people's daughters. Is he just seeing injustice?"

"You're dreaming! I'm just annoyed by seeing others in the limelight. Oh my god, this is the foot of the emperor..."

The encounter between the old and new villains at the gate of the capital city taught many newcomers a severe lesson.

Chapter 335 Brothers are fighting against each other

After passing the road that led into the city, there was an incredibly wide street in front of us.

Roughly speaking, it was about eight or nine feet wide, and was neatly paved with bluestone slabs that seemed to be sheening with a layer of luster.

Just after standing there for a while, several carriages passed by. Their exteriors were luxurious, and a hint of warmth came through the opened curtains. The sounds of wheels colliding, shouting, and the singing of courtesans in the distance all mixed together to form a somewhat decadent tune.

A group of three people walked down the street, each looking around.

"By the way, sister, is the girl okay?"

"It just happened to hit the acupoint. He didn't practice cultivation, so his breath was blocked for a moment and he fainted." Fang Qingxiao retracted her gaze and nudged him with her elbow: "Come and hold hands."

"No, are you a child?"

"Sister is worried that you'll get lost?"

"...Actually, I'd love to, but you'll ruin my bad boy temperament."

The two of them chased each other and dodged. Fang Xiwen slapped her hand away with a wave of his sleeve and rushed forward a few steps, causing Xiaodie to cover her mouth and laugh.

This pair of siblings are quite interesting. The elder sister looks calm, but she is actually quite clingy. The elder sister is usually strong, but whenever something happens, it is always the younger brother who makes the decisions.

"What are you laughing at, Xiaodie?" Fang Xiwen reacted and walked towards her with a smile: "I forgot there is a lovely maid here. Come here, let the young master hug you and take you back."

"Dream on, the lady didn't send me here to sleep with you," Xiaodie crossed her arms and rejected him righteously, "and I will supervise you, young master, so don't even think about messing around with other girls!"

"What about the grass beside the nest?"

"No, Xiaodie will not give in!"

After teasing the housekeeper for a while, the three of them wandered around for a while. Fang Xiwen frowned and said, "Sister, why don't you go home?"

"what are you saying."

"Just, what are you doing wandering around here?"

"I'm wandering around?" Fang Qingxiao tilted her head. "Aren't you wandering around? Isn't home right here?"

She pointed and Fang Xiwen realized that all the houses on the street were connected together: observing more carefully, it seemed that there were two courtyards connected in parallel, divided into the front and back houses by the internal roads.

So big? !

"Ahem, it's been a while since I last came back, so I can't quite remember the place."

"strange."

The three of them walked around, crossed a street, and came to the front door of Fang's house. The door was open.

Looking inside, one can see 'towers high and low, windows and porches, secluded and winding rooms, jade railings and red shields, connected to each other and winding around the four sides', and 'golden dragons lying under the roof, jade beasts squatting beside the doors', a style that is completely opposite to the deserted and simple palace.

“How expensive is this house price...”

While Fang Xiwen was complaining in his heart, he started to walk inside. As a result, a man dressed as a butler came by and said with a sullen face, "Who is trespassing into the Marquis' Mansion?!"

"I'm trespassing? Open your dog eyes wide!"

The long-faced butler was stunned at first by the curse, and then after a careful look, he became panic-stricken: "Third, Third Young Master!"

His lips trembled, he stood stiffly at the door without moving, his eyes rolling around.

"What? I can't go in?" Fang Xiwen pretended to retract her legs, smiling.

"Nothing happened," the housekeeper woke up from his dream and shouted at the top of his voice, "The Third Young Master is back, why don't you come out and greet him!"

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The scenery in the front house is nice, with a rockery and a small white jade bridge with carved railings that goes around it. It is surrounded by green water and lush flowers and trees. There are several maids tending to the flowers and plants, and the patterns on their clothes are very beautiful.

Seeing Fang Xiwen coming, the maids hurriedly stopped their work, knelt down on the spot and lowered their heads.

The further he went in, the more people knelt down, row after row; he watched coldly and said nothing.

"Sir, why are they so afraid of you?" Xiaodie was not afraid and tugged at his sleeve. "Besides, the way they look at you is also very strange..."

"I do not know."

It was not until he reached the backyard that he met someone who dared to speak to him.

"Hey, Third Brother is back?"

A girl of about sixteen or seventeen came towards him. She was pretty, but her nostrils seemed to be in the sky. She looked at him and sneered, "Greetings from my little sister. I never thought that the third brother could stay away from home for so long. It's really strange."

"Why, you don't need to bow when you greet me?"

"Tsk," Fang Ziqing bowed reluctantly, "I heard that Yuwen Yu died outside, and we were so scared that we thought that our third brother had died with him, but we didn't expect..."