Fairy, I really am a villain!

On the other side, Jiang Xingchu had changed his position, locking him from behind, wrapping his legs around his waist, and wrapping his arms around his neck, covering his mouth tightly.

"how?"

"......" Wang Ningzhu glanced at her speechlessly.

Their intentions are evil. By the time they come back from the fight, Fang Xiwen will have been eaten up.

"Let's go to the training room," Fang Qingxiao pointed to the side while holding up the wooden stick, "There is a concealing magic circle, so just hold back and fight."

"Alright."

The two girls then walked out one after the other.

The door opened and closed, the yard returned to silence, and the watery moonlight flowed in from the window.

"Brother Xiwen~" The wet touch came to my ears again, followed by Jiang Xingchu's low smirk, "Your sister doesn't seem to care about you that much?"

"Ok?"

"Guess how long they'll fight? Or...guess how many times I can squeeze you?"

"Did you make a mistake?"

Snapped!

With just a little force, the straps on Fang Xiwen's hands broke, and the Saint Lady who was hugging him from behind froze in surprise.

"..."

He took out a handkerchief from his bosom, wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth and cheeks, then folded it leisurely and put it back in his pocket, and smiled, "Why don't you talk?"

"......"

"You're getting carried away, aren't you? Do you really think that strap can tie me up? If it weren't for Ning Zhu, I could handle you with one hand... You want to escape?!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Countless silk threads came out and tried to entangle him from behind, but Fang Xiwen had anticipated this and landed in front of the door in one step, bumping into Jiang Xingchu who was trying to escape.

"Why aren't you laughing?"

"Let go!"

"Don't let it go."

He carried Jiang Xingchu back to her original position, then took off the hair tie she used to tie her hair, and followed her example by tying a bow on her wrist.

"You just want to bully me, right? Asshole, why can't you be so tough in front of them!"

Her eyes were slightly moist and she glared at me hard, struggling with her little feet.

"correct."

He held the petite Saint Lady in his arms, unbuttoned her clothes one by one, blew towards her small earlobe, and said with a smile: "If you know it is impossible, then don't do it."

"You dare to misinterpret the words of a saint. Your school teacher must be so angry—huh?!"

"Why don't you continue?"

"You rascal, don't pinch there...ah!"

"I'll treat you the same way you treated me just now. Isn't that fair?"

~~

"wrong."

Wang Ningzhu used all his strength to swipe away the opponent's wooden sword, then took a few steps away, frowning and muttering to himself, "She is no match for Xiwen."

boom!

She was distracted for a moment and narrowly avoided Qing Xiao's attack from below, and her arm became slightly numb.

Then, the two of them exchanged dozens of moves in a few breaths. The dense sound of wooden swords and knives echoed in the training room, even with a slight delay.

"Good swordsmanship." Fang Qingxiao praised and was about to use the power of heaven and earth to fight again, but was stopped by someone raising his hand.

"Wait, those two..."

"This witch is asking for trouble, so leave her alone."

Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Wang Ningzhu was stunned, "You know everything?"

"It's not the first time she has done this. She says that everyone should stop fighting over things, but she is always the first one to break them," Fang Qingxiao sneered, "She deserves it."

She still remembers clearly the expression he had in the spiritual realm before.

Hearing this, Wang Ningzhu was startled, and immediately extracted the key words and asked back: "...Everyone?"

Who else?

Speaking of which, when we met again on the stage before, he was accompanied by a cool girl who performed the Mingyue sword technique very beautifully.

...Do all of his female confidantes know each other? !

"You'll know when he takes you to the secret realm. Do you still want to fight?"

"Forget it. It's not a good idea to make too much noise so late at night. Let's talk about it tomorrow." Wang Ningzhu threw the wooden sword back into the weapon rack.

"You still want to 'save' her?"

"Even though you said that, but..."

Miss Wang has always been very loyal, and she felt a little guilty for watching her "ally" being tormented.

"Then I'll go too and see what they are doing."

So the two girls stopped fighting, came out of the training room, and concealed their auras all the way to the door.

Their divine thoughts spread in, and the scenes they peeked at shocked them inexplicably, and they looked at each other repeatedly.

Embarrassed and annoyed, Wang Ningzhu pressed her fingers against the door and lowered her voice to ask, "You can use your feet...to do that? Doesn't he think it's dirty?!"

“There’s a basin of warm water on the floor.

Look, the water stains are still everywhere, probably Xiwen helped her wash it."

"what?!"

"The witch is too open-minded. You don't know. Once I saw her use her mouth..."

The night was cool, but the two of them were feeling hot and cold. They didn't know what to feel or where to go. Their thoughts were also quite different:

'This is ridiculous, how could this happen?'

"So it's possible."

Soon, different thoughts intertwined together and they were silent.

Chapter 378 The earth dragon turns over

After the wedding banquet, it has been quite some time since Fang Xingyun turned back into his "dandy" self.

Regardless of whether he was pretending or not, his stirring up troubles did indeed decrease a lot, but Yang Tianxiu's life did not become much better because of it.

Because even though this biggest evil creature doesn't cause any trouble, his accomplices and subordinates are not people to be trifled with.

Yang Mansion, Tingyu Pavilion.

The fingers holding the official newspaper turned white due to excessive force, and the joints were protruding. Yang Tianxiu had to take deep breaths again and again.

As the legitimate son of the Yang family and the famous "Little Prime Minister" in the capital of gods, he now felt powerless in the confrontation with Fang Xingyun.

It's not that the beast himself is so difficult to deal with, but the people he has are too many and too strong.

The leader is Ba Dao, who is quite famous in the martial arts world. After being instructed by others, he has gathered many people from all walks of life under his command and they automatically become his eyes and ears.

Moreover, Wang Wenxuan has the reputation of being a "righteous man", and there are countless people in the government and the public who are willing to support them openly or secretly.

In addition, there is Yun Yichuan who has the support of the Imperial Observatory, Wang Ningzhu who is no less capable than his brother, the mysterious leader of the Shadow Servant... and so on.

"Still haven't found anything?" Thinking of this, Yang Tianxiu glanced at his kneeling subordinate.

"Just, just a little bit, the cloaked woman moved too frequently, and we didn't dare to catch her in a big way..."

"That's it? I don't ask you to catch her, but at least you can figure out her identity!"

Looking at this group of good-for-nothings, Yang Tianxiu's blood pressure instantly rose, but he still suppressed his anger and asked with a little hope: "Is there any?"

"Master, someone has indeed seen her appearance."

“Humph,” Yang Tianxiu felt better and said sarcastically, “Two people with eight orifices and one with nine orifices died, and you can’t even find out this little bit. You can go dig a hole and bury yourselves.

Is there a portrait?"

These three were his black gloves secretly trained. They had been struggling in the magic world for many years. Each of them had superb skills and were proficient in stealth, assassination, and counter-reconnaissance, but they were all killed instantly by the cloaked woman.

Without mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, nor alerting the Demon-Slaying Formation, a sword pierced through the protective qi and pierced his throat, killing him instantly.

"Yes, yes." The subordinate was trembling with fear and presented the scroll with both hands.

Seeing this, Shuanghua, who had been standing quietly behind him, couldn't bear it anymore. She quickly took it and handed it to Yang Tianxiu, her expression returning to indifference.

Snapped.

The scroll was unrolled, and when Yang Tianxiu saw the portrait for the first time, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he laughed softly, "Okay, you guys did a good job of investigating, and you dare to use this kind of thing to perfunctorily deal with me."

"Reply Master..." "Tell me, who is the person in this portrait?!"

"Yes, it's Fang Qingxiao..."

"She is processing intelligence for the royal party, delivering letters, and assassinating enemies in the Divine Capital, while at the same time she is enforcing the law for the Sword Sect in Yiling, thousands of miles away?!"

"Maybe it's a disguise--" "A bunch of fucking rubbish!"

puff!

With a slight flip of his hand, blood splattered outside the pavilion in an instant. The subordinate who was answering the question died instantly, his head hit the ground, and his body fell heavily on the steps.

Yang Tianxiu withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, tore the portrait into pieces, and his eyes darkened.

Acting like this today can be considered as making up my mind.

Now that Wang's party has risen again, the aristocratic families of their faction have shown a tendency to become disunited. If Yang Tianxiu can't accomplish anything again, the title of junior prime minister will not be his.

"Prepare the carriage and horses. I need to enter the palace today."