Fairy, I really am a villain!

As the guard spoke, Yun Hao's voice came to an abrupt end.

"Bye-Bye."

Unable to help but laugh, Fang Xiwen walked into the Sitianjian and walked up the stairs lightly.

Soon, he came out of the tower and found Yun Hao still waiting there.

"The head of the family is actually willing to see you?" The young man was stunned. "How is it possible!"

"I think I have some friendship with her..." Fang Xiwen rubbed his swollen brows and took out a token. "She also gave me this thing and said that I don't need to pass it on anymore."

It was a small silver seal, strung together with light white silk thread, with a delicate word "cloud" carved on its surface.

No matter how stupid Yun Hao was, he could tell that this was Yun Wuxin's private seal. He was shocked for a moment and stared at him for a long time without being able to speak.

"Stop gossiping. If it weren't for you guys, she wouldn't be so sensitive about her age."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Before leaving, Fang Xiwen gave him some sincere advice, but unfortunately it seemed like he wasn't going to listen.

~~

He got what he wanted in a very subtle way.

After explaining his purpose, Yun Wuxin didn't say much. He just stretched out his index finger and lightly pointed it at his forehead, and a lot of information fragments poured in.

"Regarding the matter of the Demon Slaying Formation, not only can we not put it in writing, but even verbal communication is not safe..."

Thinking back to what had just happened, Fang Xiwen suddenly felt that the guy's expression was not very serious, so he became a little skeptical about this idea.

Because after teaching him about the formation pattern, Yun Wuxin asked him with a smile:

'How does it feel?'

"There are too many things, and my eyebrows are a little swollen."

"Who asked you this? I mean, how do you feel about your beauties being jealous and your harem being in turmoil?"

'...You're annoying.'

"I really want to see it with my own eyes. The drama of beautiful and proud girls fighting for each other must be more exciting than any drama on the market...I envy you that you can see it every day."

'Have I offended you in any way?'

Ignoring his unhappy expression, Yun Wuxin just did a somewhat strange move: the woman grabbed his wrist and held it for a while, and finally said nothing and let him go with a strange look on her face.

After returning to the mansion, Fang Xiwen sat down at the desk and began to draw the formation pattern from his memory.

No matter how complex a large formation is, its smallest components are composed of a few basic formation patterns.

Since he was quite familiar with the formation, he did not have to draw the complete formation pattern. Different numbers in the center represented different types, and he only needed to draw detailed drawings of the connecting parts.

It's past noon.

During this period, Jiang Xingchu came to see him. Seeing that he seemed busy, he moved a chair without saying a word, sat down quietly beside him, and began to write and draw.

After memorizing most of the formation pattern, Fang Xiwen tilted his head and glanced at her.

After entering the house, the Saint took off her outer cloak, revealing a light green double-breasted skirt and a plain white gauze dress.

She sat upright, with her hair tied up in a bun and a graceful neck. Her face looked quite focused, but her hands did not move at all, and a pool of ink had already spread out from the tip of her pen.

This look suddenly brought back memories from long ago.

It was as if in a classroom one afternoon, the female classmate pondered over a difficult problem for a long time, and finally pushed the book over, turned around and said with a chuckle, "I don't know the answer to this question, tell me about it."

"Why are these two array patterns combined like this...what are you laughing at?"

The female classmate pushed the paper over to him, staring at him with a pair of starry eyes.

"No, I just remembered what happened in the academy. Xingchu, have you ever been to school?"

"No." Jiang Xingchu shook his head. "When I was old enough to understand, my mother assigned many teachers to me, some to teach me how to read, some to teach me arithmetic, some to teach me music...

Others have one teacher teaching many students, but for me it’s the other way around.”

Still remember that her elder sister Tianquan was the one who taught her music. She was a top master above the third heaven. It was so luxurious.

"Oh, it must be very stressful. I have to hand in my homework. How miserable..."

"Yeah. Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Seeing you like this reminds me of my former deskmate in school. Hey, what would happen if we also met in school?"

"What can I do..." Jiang Xingchu tilted his head and thought about it.

It's just that I have a playmate since childhood, I can study and train with her, I don't have to talk to the water stupidly by myself...

"Asshole, why didn't you meet me earlier?!" Jiang Xingchu suddenly grabbed his collar.

"?"

~~

As the dusk deepened, the entire Fang Mansion gradually became quiet.

After hanging up dozens of papers covered with ink, Fang Xiwen breathed a sigh of relief.

In addition to memorizing the array patterns of the Demon-Slaying Array, he also had to "tutor" Jiang Xingchu in learning the art of array: in the spiritual realm, he had seen an exaggerated talent for array in the Star-Falling Goddess, after all, she was able to set up that kind of Three Paths array.

Associating the two, he couldn't help but think that there might be some hidden relationship between "Formation" and "Art of Heavenly Evolution". After all, he, Tiannv, and Yun Wuxin had all achieved something in these two areas.

"Hey, what is this array pattern used for?"

"I don't say hello." He pretended to be dissatisfied.

When they first met, Jiang Xingchu called him "Young Man", "Young Master", and "Young Master"; when they first started dating, Jiang Xingchu briefly called him by his name, which was so cute at that time...

Nowadays, the only names he would address him are “bastard” or “hey”, and he would only call him “Brother Xiwen” when he was being sarcastic.

Outrageous!

"Then what do you want me to call you?" Jiang Xingchu could see his dissatisfaction, and curled the corners of his lips slightly. He drew a circle on his chest with his fingers and murmured, "Call me good brother, okay?"

"You said, 'Master, please teach me.'"

"I bother!"

With a light spit, Jiang Xingchu grabbed the brush on the table and touched his face with it, saying with a smile: "Young Master, look, I will paint you into a big turtle!"

"You really want to come, don't you?"

With a wave of his sleeves, he rolled up all the papers and placed them neatly on the table next to him. Then he took out a brush from his sleeve.

Seeing this, Jiang Xingchu knew that he was not strong enough, so he asked before they even started fighting: "Do you really have the heart to draw on someone's face?"

"Or I'll surrender?"

"I spent the whole morning putting on this makeup. If you dare to ruin it, I'll be really angry!"

"I spent the whole morning in makeup, too!"

"Who would believe you?" While he was talking, Jiang Xingchu drew a circle on his face without any hesitation, and said with a smile, "Besides washing your face, what else can you do?"

"Are you spying on me?"

"Bah, I know it with my toes, you stinky man!"

The two of them started playing around, and soon the whole room became a battlefield, with ink splattering everywhere, all over the table, bed, and chair.

Half an hour later.

"Stop, stop, stop, I don't want to play with you anymore..." Jiang Xingchu panted and raised one hand.

The skirt she was wearing was covered with spots of blood, but her face was relatively clean, with only a small "正" character written on her right cheek.

But Fang Xiwen is the opposite. There are traces of paint on every part of her face that can be painted, turtles, goldfish, boats... Just looking at her face, it looks like she was just dug out of a pile of carbon.

Sitting on the ground, the two couldn't help laughing at each other's embarrassed appearance.

“Master, it looks like you were sold to the mine to dig...hahahaha!”

"I let you win on purpose, and this move shows my power even more." As he said that, Fang Xiwen threw over a small bronze mirror.

Reaching out to take it, Jiang Xingchu looked at the word "正" on her cheek, her pretty face flushed with anger, and asked, "What does this mean?"

"I could have painted five turtles on your face, but I held back."

"I asked you what number you are recording!"

"Hey, Saint Lady, you understand a lot, don't you?" He let out a wicked smile, "It's the number of times you begged for mercy from me. The first kiss counted as one, and the moaning in the bathtub also counted as one. All in all--"

"Fang Xiwen!!!"

Jiang Xingchu was so angry that he didn't even want to erase the word "正". He rushed over in anger and grabbed his neck and shook it violently, "Who begged for mercy? Who begged for mercy!"

boom!

After only two or three sounds, Fang Xiwen easily subdued her and pinned her down, smiling and saying, "You really don't learn your lesson, my dear Saint Lady."

"You let go!"

Imitating the way Wang Ningzhu had tortured him before, he held Jiang Xingchu's wrist with one hand, pinched the latter's face with his free hand, and said, "Come on, beg for mercy."

"You..." Jiang Xingchu bit his lower lip shamefully and closed his eyes resigned to his fate. When he opened his eyes again, his face was already red. "Let go first. I won't beg you."

"Ok."

Even if she struggled, it was useless, so Fang Xiwen loosened the restraints.

Jiang Xingchu smeared something on his hands and rubbed his palms on his face a few times. He could feel the sticky ink disappear.

Looking at this handsome face, she murmured something, and finally she simply hugged his neck and said in a self-abandoned manner: "You, you come!"

"puff..."

"What are you laughing at? I'm not begging for mercy! It's just... mmm..."

Chapter 376 Punishment Game

Yiling, Shushan Sword Sect, Jade Pillar Peak.

The terrain here has always been high, with undulating mountains. Many of the sect’s buildings are built against the mountains, so it is called "Mountain Gate".

As if to test the disciples' lightness skills, the Sword Sect's steps leading up the mountain were built quite boldly. From the ground, they looked like they were suspended in the air, with many figures rising and falling on the steps.