Fairy, I really am a villain!

"Is that all?" "I still want to be with you. I don't want to just read the text. Okay?"

As she spoke, she put her other hand on top, raised her eyes slightly, pursed her lips, and applied more and more force, as if she would not let go unless he agreed.

"Your skills in acting like a spoiled child are getting better and better..." Fang Xiwen was a little touched and wanted to laugh.

In fact, for him, the loneliest moment had long passed, and the one who accompanied him at that time was the somewhat silly girl in front of him.

And after thinking about it, the only one who can run around with him peacefully is Luo Qingni. The others all have their own situations: the eldest sister is more interested in sword training, the saint girl is responsible for the sect, and General Wang can't really cut off ties with his family...

Sister Yun? You haven't even started yet!

"Okay, now that you've said that."

Taking her hand, Fang Xiwen gently stroked it for a while, and said with a smile: "To be honest, I am very, very happy to be able to go with you. What I said before about enduring hardships was a lie. How could I bear to let you suffer?"

"I know." Luo Qingni let him pull her and nodded happily.

"Of course I'll make delicious food for you and make sure you're satisfied. But if you want something like a customized menu..."

At this point, he finally revealed his true intentions and said with a smile, "That's another price. Miss Luo, Lady Hero Luo... well, you should understand, right?"

Originally Luo Qingni was immersed in a happy mood, but when she noticed the burning gaze, she was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned slightly red with embarrassment.

I almost forgot that this bad guy is already an outsider, and he can do those bad things to me... Although he did it a lot in the past... But it will be different in the future...

In fact, Luo Qingni had a vague feeling that he used to be a little concerned about her young age and asked her to take the initiative the first time, but that was no longer the case now.

"Understand, understand what?"

"Hmm, our Lady Luo still thinks of herself as a little girl? Don't worry, if there's anything you don't understand, I can teach you..."

"Bad guy, let me go!"

Soon, Luo Qingni was kissed so hard that her whole body went limp by the river, and she crushed a large area of ​​reeds, like a rolling gourd.

Unable to bear it any longer, she struggled to set up her escape light and ascended into the sky. After suspending herself in the sky for a long time, she said proudly to the people below, "If you can catch me, you can do whatever you want to me. Come up?"

"Don't try to provoke me." Patting the corner of his clothes, Fang Xiwen turned over and sat up, raising his index finger.

"Can you beat me? Hehe, I got there before you did, and I'm really good at flying."

As she spoke, she did several loops in the air, like a nimble bird, mocking the person who was afraid of heights.

"Well, the technique is pretty good."

"That's good to know. If Xiwen cooks a delicious meal, I will take the initiative to go down."

Luo Qingni stretched out her little hand, showing some tolerance, and then stretched out the other hand in front of her, "I want eight dishes!"

"And I lit it up for you?"

Snapped!

With just a snap of fingers, Luo Qingni's arm was instantly grabbed by something, and her expression changed slightly.

Looking down, he was clearly still on the ground...was there any visible energy?

No, it’s his Dharma image!

There was a gentle and powerful force, and Luo Qingni was dragged straight down, the height dropped sharply, and she immediately crashed into his arms.

"Do you really think I can't cure you?"

Holding her in his arms, Fang Xiwen turned around to relieve the pressure, pinched her small chin, and said with a smile: "Are you convinced?"

"I'm just giving in to you...mmmm..."

After tasting the spoils of war wantonly for a while, he gently pinched Luo Qingni's cheek and smiled slightly, "The days when you wanted to subdue me by force no longer exist. Ha, it turns out that it feels so good to subdue people by force..."

"I, I only bullied you a few times."

While hugging his neck and breathing heavily, Lady Luo looked a little aggrieved.

"Many times, he ate the food I cooked and then regretted it, but in the end he never played tricks on me. He often threatened me with his fists."

“This…”

"You have nothing to say, right? You can't even count the number of times you've defaulted on your debts, right?"

"Be careful not to let me overtake you," she glared and clenched her fists angrily, "When I am stronger than you again, I will punish you severely."

"Will that day come?"

"Don't be so proud! Mmmmm..."

When the sun was setting in the west, the evening breeze ruffled the shallow water of the river and broke the criss-crossing reeds on the river bank. The two figures stopped playing, looked at each other, and walked away side by side.

Not long after, the man seemed to look back, and the dragon-like city wall of the divine capital disappeared into his eyes, without any ripples.

Chapter 417: Master Wen

Two months have passed since the earth-shattering incident in Shendu.

Even though Feng Liujian was briefly resurrected and then quickly disappeared, it did not prevent the rumors about him from intensifying.

After all, such an action was no less than slapping the emperor in public, which was very exciting for the world just to talk about;

For those who like romantic swordsmanship, it is something they talk about almost every time before meals, just like the people in Zhoushan, Jiangzhou - it is said that the young hero came from here - they feel a little proud just thinking about it.

"Sure enough, it was torn again. This should be the nineteenth time this month..."

Noon, Zhoushan City, the six-door government office in the south.

In front of the bulletin board, a man in a long gown was sighing.

In front of him, the letter accusing someone of "insulting the king and father" was posted just this morning, but now it has been torn to pieces and the strips are flying in the wind.

The list of people on the side was also affected, and several names at the front row could no longer be seen clearly.

"If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have been sent to Jiangzhou. The people there are tough, but they all love to drink," Xue Ruyu said.

I couldn't help but complain to myself, loosening my nose bridge, "I feel like my nose is going to be damaged by the smoke."

Glancing at the notice board again, he shook his head secretly.

There are people coming and going on the street now. If you dare to post it in front of them and try to discredit the reputation of that "righteous young man", it will not be solved by just a few punches and kicks.

So he climbed onto the arch bridge, put the weight of his upper body on it, hung himself on the railing as if hanging on it, and stared down at the flowing river in a daze.

"Hey, you want to die!"

A boatman rowed a small boat not far away and yelled at him from a distance: "You're leaning so far forward, aren't you afraid of falling off?!"

Hearing this, Xue Ruyu stepped down from the arch bridge, bowed and clasped his fists, and asked seriously, "My dear brother, why do you think I can't swim?"

Hearing this, the boatman threw the oars onto the boat, walked ashore barefoot, looked up at him, and sneered.

The young man in front of him looked to be about twenty years old, with his hair tied up on top of his head, wearing a round-necked long gown and a jade pendant on his waist, looking very refined and elegant.

He has delicate features, finely trimmed eyebrows, very fair skin, and speaks half a minute slower than ordinary people.

"If someone like you could sail, I would have rowed the boat for nothing for decades."

"What do you mean? It's wrong to judge people by their appearance."

"Do you really know how to do that?"

"No..." "Then what are you talking about?"

Ignoring the stupid scholar, the boatman tied up the boat and squatted in the shade under the bridge, counting the copper coins one by one from his clothes.

Seeing this, Xue Ruyu noticed that there were several pockets sewn on the inside of his clothes, so he asked, "Brother, don't you have enough pockets? Won't it be uncomfortable to put things in there?"

"You are so blind! Can't you see that I only have a few dollars?"

"Then why..." "I'm afraid someone will steal it when I sleep at night, so I keep it close to my body to feel at ease. Don't ask anymore."

After counting the copper coins several times from his left hand to his right hand, a smile appeared on the boatman's face. He put most of them back into his inner pocket and held a few coins in his hand, as if they were surplus.

"My dear brother, how much money can you make from sailing this month?"

"None of your business. It's enough for me to make a living."

"Then may I ask how many people are there in your family? Is this enough?"

"Tsk..." The boatman was a little annoyed by this inexplicable question. He waved his hand and said, "If you buy me a drink, I'll tell you everything. Otherwise, don't be angry with me here."

"Okay, please go ahead, brother."

"Are you really asking?"

"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. But I don't drink. How about you finish the wine by yourself?"

"Haha, this is what you said!"

Upon hearing this, the boatman immediately became enthusiastic, stepped forward, put his arm around his shoulders, and went to a restaurant in the city.

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"The wine in this restaurant is really good. It's strong at first, but it becomes mellow after a while. But since you don't drink, the food here is not bad either, and most importantly, the price is very reasonable."

As soon as he entered the lobby, the boatman led him to sit in a corner and then walked to the counter.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xue Ruyu looked around for a while and found that many of the people drinking here were gang members. They all wore corsets and leggings, had strong muscles, dark skin, spoke loudly, and liked to push each other.

Many of these are small gangs affiliated with the "Dajiang Gang". Unlike the boatmen who drift on the water every day, many of them do not have to go out on the boat and make a living by collecting money from the latter.

For example, the rental fees of ships, the management fees of rivers, the fees for passing customs at various places, etc., are all considered to be layers of exploitation. Therefore, even though the Dajiang Gang claims to be in charge of the "world's" water transport, its reputation among the boat people is quite bad.

But there is no way, if you want to eat this bowl of rice, you have to be controlled by them.

"Okay, what do you want to ask?"

Returning to his seat, the boatman smelled the aroma of wine and relaxed completely, and his tone of voice became much better.

"I still don't know your name, brother?" Xue Ruyu asked.

"Your surname is Liu, Liu Dazhu," the boatman grinned, "and I know you are from the imperial court. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"How do you know?"

"I was once on a boat and encountered a storm. I came back a few hours late and saw you posting those things at the gate of the government office in a sneaky way."

"I can't help it. If someone finds out, I'll be beaten."

Since the topic had come to this, Xue Ruyu asked, "Brother Liu, what do you think of the 'Feng Liu Lang Jian'? I heard that he first became famous in your place."