Fairy, I really am a villain!

It starts right away by explaining the secrets of the human body, the nine natural orifices, the mysterious gate of life and death, the Dharma and its principles, the inner and outer world... This is a set of secret manuals on exercises.

And Fang Xiwen could also guess what it was.

It was the divine skill that he had been searching for since he traveled through time: a peerless skill created by the ancient emperor of mankind, which was used to pacify the four seas, settle the eight wildernesses, and drive the demons away thousands of miles away.

The Imperial Book of Shocking the World!!

Tens of thousands of mantras came in an instant. Even though his soul was so strong, it was still difficult to bear. He almost fainted in just a few breaths.

Even so, the Emperor's Sword was still passing on his skills to him. Not only that, the power of humanity that had accumulated in the sword for who knows how many years also seemed to have found an outlet and poured in like a flood.

The meridians were transformed imperceptibly, and the breath continued to rise... Accompanied by intense pain, Fang Xiwen woke up from his coma and couldn't help but shout out.

At the same time, the mark reserved in the Emperor's Sword was also triggered.

In the deep palace hundreds of miles away, someone suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of surprise and joy on his face. The atmosphere in the room was surging, but then calmed down as his eyelids closed.

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The fight at the banquet had already resulted in bloodshed.

Among those who supported Yang's party, people like Luo Wenlong were able to fight back, but the incompetent noblemen could only howl in anger; the girls from brothels and music halls fled at the sound; the noble Princess Zhaoyang was trapped in the center of the venue and accidentally stepped on the hem of her clothes and fell to the ground.

The originally festive wedding banquet was heading for collapse from the moment the Emperor's Sword was sacrificed.

As if to put an end to this farce, Fang Xiwen's screams rang out. Everyone paused and looked at the person who had fanned the flames of this situation.

He was covered in blood, and his breath was weak; but the Emperor's Sword had already left his hand, floated into the sky, the sword body connected with the Demon-Slaying Formation, and then moved down on its own!

boom!

The power of heaven and earth seemed to be solidified, the few external scenes present lost the ability to connect, and all kinds of strange images disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Wang Wenxuan knew that someone was coming soon, so he immediately abandoned Yang Tianxiu, ran to the wall with the words written on it, and chopped it into pieces with a knife.

Writing this line of words is a way of "making his intentions clear"; it is to tell those who are willing to follow the Wang family why Fang Xiwen has stirred up so much trouble.

Now that the goal has been achieved, it is no longer convenient to expose it nakedly to the eyes of the bigwigs in the court.

Thinking of this, Wang Wenxuan turned his head and found that Fang Xiwen had fallen to the ground, unconscious. Fortunately, his fingers were still twitching.

Before he went over to help him up, Wang Wenxuan sensed an extremely terrifying aura appearing above his head.

Wow!

Countless air currents rolled upwards, and the entire building flew up. Tables, chairs, pavilions, rockery... the surroundings instantly became bare, and everyone was immediately exposed to the outside world.

Looking up, even the lake water on the side was lifted into the air, blue and clear, forming a perfect sphere.

"Such strength..."

Squinting his eyes, Wang Wenxuan saw a hunchbacked old man in cloth, holding a dragon-headed cane in one hand, and his aura was as deep as the ocean.

Shen Lian, the chief detective of the Six Gates, the emperor's close attendant, the number one grandmaster on the Earth List, and a half-step Dharmakaya!

He was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea. He just stood there and all the chaos disappeared.

“Come here,” Shen Lian casually took the Emperor’s Sword floating in the air into his sleeve with a wave of his hand, and then he said with a smile: “You little guys are making quite a fuss.

Is there anyone who can tell the old man what happened?"

Upon hearing this, almost everyone present fell silent, even Yang Tianxiu was no exception.

How do you explain this?

According to his plan, he would use the Emperor's Sword to kill the two main culprits, and at the same time, to appease the floating hearts of the Yang party, and finally complete the wedding banquet safely... What he was considering was how to deal with the revenge of Yan Xudong and Fang Tianyu in the future, and how to proceed with the ferry business.

——Who could have thought that things would turn out like this?

The words that Fang Xingyun wrote, the sword he swung at the princess, and the angry cry of "Sword coming"... Who can explain it clearly?

Seeing that no one answered, Shen Lian did not force him. He just bowed and said, "Everyone, you can come out now."

Before he finished speaking, there was a flash of light and a few more figures appeared in the air.

He is the Marquis Xuanping, who is tall and slender and wears a grey dragon robe; he is the Director of the Sitianjian, who has white hair and beard and wears a Qiankun Taoist robe; he is Li Wuji, who has kind eyes and a plump figure.

The remaining few people also had great momentum, and it was obvious that they were all on location.

"Supervisor, there are no kids from your Yun family here. You've arrived just in time, right?" Shen Lian said with a smile.

"After an old friend, I should take care of him." With a wave of his sleeves, Yun Wendao brought the two people below up.

One of them is Wang Wenxuan and the other is Fang Xiwen.

Seeing this, Shen Lian asked curiously, "Is the Third Young Master also a descendant of an old friend?"

"He is on good terms with my younger generation," Yun Wendao said, looking at the gloomy-looking Marquis, "Your son is seriously injured, why don't I send him to the doctor first?"

"Thank you for your help, Supervisor." Fang Tianyu nodded.

Swish!

The moment Yun Wenda led his men away, Shen Lian stopped, looked up first, and then slowly paced on the ground.

Seeing this, Fang Tianyu also landed on the ground and smiled: "Chief Detective Shen, I won't bother with these youngsters."

He could see that Shen Lian was afraid that he would kill Yang Tianxiu with one punch.

"So good."

Shen Lian smiled and responded, then looked at everyone and said, "A small wedding banquet has become so chaotic. If it gets out, it will not be good for our princess's reputation. What do you think?"

"Everything is subject to the orders of the Chief Constable!"

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is not just a slap in the face to the Emperor, it’s not just Princess Zhaoyang’s reputation that is being ruined.

If they really want to punish him, killing the instigator Yang Tianxiu would be enough. However, the Yang party still controls the government, so those present dare not act rashly.

"Well, except for the few people I mentioned, the rest can go back first," Shen Lian flicked his fingers, and a beam of light covered the few people. "Don't tell anyone a word of what you saw today."

"Yes!"

Seeing such a conciliatory attitude, everyone was overjoyed. They thanked the chief constable one after another and left in their carriages.

After there were only a few people left in the small building, Shen Lian turned to Fang Tianyu and said with a smile: "They should actually thank you."

"Well," the Marquis looked at him for a while, shook his head and said, "You are too murderous. Even if you pretend to be peaceful, it will be useless if your heart does not change."

"Thank you, Marquis Xuanping, for your teachings." Shen Lian still smiled.

But Fang Tianyu knew that if he just left like that, not only the white-collar girls in the brothels and music halls, but even the children of noble families with slightly inferior origins would die at the hands of Shen Lian.

Before this man became the Chief Constable of the Six Gates, he called himself "Living King of Hell" and earned his reputation as a murderer. Now that he has become the Chief Constable, he is still doing the dirty work for the saint.

"I'll trouble Chief Inspector Shen with the rest. I'll take my leave."

Seeing everyone leave safely, Fang Tianyu did not stay any longer and turned into a beam of light and disappeared.

Chapter 367 The Yun family’s eldest lady’s () () brain battle!

It felt like ten thousand ants were crawling into his body, and he felt itchy and painful all over; but Fang Xiwen vaguely knew that this was a necessary process for the meridians to expand and reshape.

My consciousness gradually revived, and I could feel an extremely gentle warm current moving around, repairing the tiny wounds.

...Whose infuriating power?

Once he had this thought, he could sense more things.

A cold spoon pried open his mouth and poured in bitter and astringent medicine; someone held his wrist, and placed slender fingers on his pulse, seemingly very gently.

Then, she gently put his wrist down, pulled up the quilt that was covering him, and reached in to tuck it in.

——This person is definitely a woman other than Fang Qingxiao.

With great curiosity, Fang Xiwen opened his eyes and saw a plain white curtain.

When I turned around again, I was met with a pretty face.

The woman had red lips, white teeth, and clear eyes, with an imperceptible concern in her eyes.

It's Yun Wuxin.

The room was filled with a faint aroma of medicine. Light filtered in from the window and was cut into grids and spread on the floor. She sat sideways on the bed, the hem of her clothes was wrinkled, and in her hand was half a bowl of steaming medicine.

——It’s so unreal.

Each of these things is possible in reality, but when they are put together, Fang Xiwen feels like he is walking on clouds and feels a little guilty.

Especially the woman in front of him. She was like bubbles in the sun, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Wake up," Yun Wuxin put the bowl of soup aside, "Sleep a little longer, the drug won't take effect that quickly."

"...Where is this? Why are you taking care of me?"

"It's the guest room of the mansion. Grandfather brought you back, and I will treat your injuries at the same time."

"Is that all?" He didn't quite believe it. His eyes stayed on the woman's face for a long time, trying to see something from her face.

"Well," Yun Wuxin tilted his head slightly, paused, and said, "I won't ask you what happened. You should figure it out yourself. But there is one thing I care about."

"what?"

"Didn't you say before that I was 'lonely', so you didn't go to Yichuan to find me. Why?"

Seeing her serious expression, Fang Xiwen, who was lying on the bed, suddenly felt like laughing for some reason.

So he turned around, facing away from her, and said, "Are you going to ask me why I feel this way, or how I saw that?"

"This kind of rhetoric has no effect on me, I am the former," Yun Wuxin snorted coldly, "I never feel lonely."

"It's hard to understand what's going on, Miss Yun, Mr. Yun. Take the fact that you just took care of me for example. Why did you have to do such trivial things as feeding and decocting medicine yourself?

Logically speaking, any attentive maid would be enough."

"Because I'm free."

"You're wrong, because there aren't any servants," Fang Xiwen turned back, "Since I came to Yun Mansion so many times, I haven't seen even a maid by your side.

Why? "

"I'm so stupid to care," Yun Wuxin smiled, "If this is the only basis for your judgment, then I'll tell you: because I don't need it."

"You don't need them from birth? I've asked the old housekeeper, so don't be stubborn. You dismissed those servants on your own initiative because they were afraid of you."

"...Why do you say that?"