Fairy, I really am a villain!

The latter struggled a few times, but was firmly restrained and unable to move.

After a slight adjustment, she held Fang Xiwen's wrists with one hand, casually lifted her hair, and smiled brightly, "You just guess all day long, wait and see how I punish you, hehe."

There was no way. He couldn't get any advantage in close combat compared to a certain saint who was weak in physical strength.

"If you have the guts, let go and let's have a fair physical duel." He said stubbornly.

"Okay," Wang Ningzhu readily agreed and let go. "Don't blame me if you humiliate yourself."

"watch out!"

"What a good plan, but I'm not ticklish...Ahahaha! Stop, stop!"

There was no such thing as fairness. Fang Xiwen simply disregarded the ethics of martial arts and took the initiative, tickling Miss Wang until she became completely powerless and was about to collapse on him.

"Is it wrong?"

"What have I done wrong? It's obviously you who didn't follow the rules... Ha, ha, stop scratching me!"

"You admit your mistake."

"I'm not wrong, it's obviously you who is unreasonable--" "Watch, watch, watch, watch!"

"OK OK!"

Soon, Wang Ningzhu gasped for breath, her pretty face flushed, and she whispered quietly: "I, I will let you tease me as you like, just let me go."

"You said it yourself. I didn't force you."

"Shameless..." The woman bit her teeth lightly, her hair slightly wet, and her slightly messy clothes made her look really tempting.

"Jiejiejie..."

Snapped!

He snapped his fingers and all the doors and windows in the house closed.

Then, there was a rustling sound, and a light red strap was thrown to the ground.

"Hold on to the window sill and lower your waist, that's right."

"Shameless bastard, no wonder you keep looking at my legs... um..."

~~

Chen time, Qingfen Tower.

As a well-known restaurant in the capital, and on the eve of the night market opening, there are naturally many guests at this moment.

There was a stage in the lobby where singing and dancing performances were being performed. The graceful postures and soft singing voices drew waves of applause.

At this time, a tall man wearing a fox fur cloak and a soft hat walked in.

After saying a few words to the shopkeeper, he went upstairs without even looking at Gewu.

"Excuse me, sir, are you here alone, or looking for someone?" A waiter with a towel draped over his shoulders came forward.

"Go back."

After waving him away casually, Fang Xiwen put his hand on his hat and pushed open the door of a private room.

The private room was decorated in a very ordinary way, with tables, chairs, lamps, carved windows and screens;

The window was open, and a man in a scholar's robe had his back to him, tapping his fingers lightly on the windowsill, as if in deep thought.

Da da da.

"Mr. Fang is here, please take a seat."

The middle-aged scholar who had been waiting nearby came forward, pulled out a chair for him, and bowed deeply, "Thank you very much for your advice last time, and for saving my life. I will never forget it."

"Oh, you are the one from last time..." "Don't worry about me, my name is Kong De."

"Hello," Fang Xiwen nodded politely, then looked at the man standing by the window, "Then this is your master, the legendary eldest son of the Yang Mansion?"

"It's just that I'm a little too old to be worthy of such a respectful title." Yang Jing closed the window, turned around, and smiled gently. "It's better to hear about him than to meet him in person. Mr. Fang is really a handsome man, as elegant as a jade tree in the wind."

"It's not that I didn't see him, it's that Master Yang finally showed up after much anticipation," he laughed, and said meaningfully, "You do have a good subordinate."

Fang Xiwen could naturally see that whether it was the two times of delivering messages or the last appointment, Kong De was obviously being used as a "discarded pawn".

Even after all this happened, the latter was still willing to be loyal to him, which is a bit puzzling.

"Although Kong De and I have been together for many years and have a deep relationship, we are as close as brothers," Yang Jing said calmly, "but if I have to, I will choose to sacrifice him."

"I am willing to die for you, sir!" Kong De said excitedly.

"That's very good."

Since it is a mutual consent, Fang Xiwen naturally has no objection.

"Brother Fang, do you think this behavior is cold-blooded?"

“I’m not judging you,” he waved his hand, “but I wouldn’t do such a thing myself.”

"Brother Fang is kind."

It seemed like just a casual question. Yang Jing sat down, whispered a few words, and Kong De left.

After the door opened and closed, they were the only two people left in the private room. It was so quiet that they could even hear the sound of the lamp oil burning.

"Brother Yang, you've chosen a good place. As far as I know, the people from the Six Gates have been keeping an eye on the Yang Mansion and have circled around the alley for a few times, right?" Fang Xiwen pointed to the window, "This restaurant is only two streets away from your mansion."

"It's dark under the lamp. They didn't expect me to come here."

"Could it be that the entire Qingfen Building belongs to the eldest son?"

"Brother Fang, there is no need for us to test each other anymore." Without answering, Yang Jing went straight to the point and said, "Getting rid of Tian Xiu is our common goal. We can cooperate."

"is it?"

"If the reminder from the previous wedding banquet wasn't enough, I will show my sincerity next."

"Um..."

The two looked at each other. Fang Xiwen pondered for a while and said with a smile, "Okay, we can cooperate. The conditions are very simple. Brother Yang just needs to provide me with intelligence and some secret support."

"You're the one who's going to do it, right?"

"good."

Although they were discussing the plan to kill his brother, Yang Jing seemed very calm.

He clasped his hands together, his eyes changed for a while, and he asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to know?"

"What was Yang Tianxiu doing going back and forth in the palace before?"

"He is comprehending the Nine Dragon Seal. Most of the demon-killing formations covering the Divine Capital are built based on it. As long as one can resonate with the image of the Nine Dragon Seal and keep a trace of its aura in the body, one can call upon the formation pattern to a certain extent."

"What is the use?"

"Suppress the opponent and make it extremely difficult for him to mobilize the power of heaven and earth."

"How many levels are there in the Divine Capital's Demon-Slaying Formation? Do they all have the same effects?"

"I don't know about this. Perhaps Princess Zhaoyang, Prince Rui and other royal relatives would know."

"Okay," Fang Xiwen silently noted it down, and then asked, "When did Yang Tianxiu get promoted to the external scene?"

"Three months ago, with the combined efforts of the palace's worshippers, the heaven and man were forcibly united and the gate of the cave was broken. There should have been hidden dangers, but with the help of many natural treasures, they have been eliminated."

"I see."

No wonder he could fight so well with Wang Wenxuan, it turns out he paid for the game.

I never thought that the Gao family would be willing to spend so much money to train Yang Tianxiu... Do they simply need an agent from a noble family, or is there some other conspiracy?

"Squeak."

After chatting for a while, the door of the private room was pushed open, and the waiters brought in several plates of dishes one after another, placing them on the table with a fragrant aroma.

Seeing this, Yang Jing picked up a piece of each dish and put it into his mouth to show that he had not poisoned it. Finally, he said, "Brother Fang, please."

"It's so sumptuous," Fang Xiwen looked at him with a half-smile, "Thank you very much."

Holding the bowl in one hand, he ate without hesitation, finishing half of the food.

After finishing, he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and asked, "Brother Yang, how many people do you have in the mansion now? Can you give Yang Tianxiu some help? He seems to be checking on me recently."

"Okay, I'll try my best to stop it."

"Then I'll leave everything to you. After the new year, I will kill Yang Tianxiu with my own hands."

Fang Xiwen seemed satisfied with his cooperation. She finally expressed her opinion, then picked up the soft hat hanging on the rack, put it on her head and left.

After a long time, Yang Jing, who was sitting in his original position, sighed and blew out a gust of wind.

"Click."

Suddenly, there was a sound of a mechanism behind the screen, followed by a crack appearing on the seemingly traceless wall, and then a secret door appeared.

The door was pushed open lightly, and a beautiful and graceful woman walked out from behind the screen.

The lady with silver hairpins, cloud-like hair, long skirt and embroidered shoes is none other than Song Qin from the Song family.

"How does it feel?"

Looking at her, Yang Jing's voice became gentler.

"This person is definitely not the Third Young Master."

Song Qin's tone was firm, "I saw him until five years ago. At that time, he was drunk and women were nothing more than toys in bed to him."

"Also, he was very polite when eating, and he ate his bowl very clean, without even a grain of rice left."

"He was such a spendthrift before, how come he has become so frugal now? Nothing has happened to the Fang family."

In the past, I had only heard about Fang Xingyun's deeds from other people. Even when I met him rarely, he always looked indifferent.

Now that I've observed him closely, I can see that he really has many flaws.

"But no one in the Fang family finds it strange. Is it our turn to be suspicious?" Yang Jing frowned.

Although he felt that Song Qin's words made sense, he thought about it carefully and it seemed unlikely.

"Could it be that a person's transformation is really so great...Qin'er?"

"Ah, my dear." Hearing the call, Song Qin came back to her senses from her thoughts.