Fairy, I really am a villain!

"Alas!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the remaining children burst into wailing, and even the older child had a bitter face.

Fang Xiwen was devastated upon seeing this, and thought to herself that it was okay for her to be looked down upon by dirty adults, but why were these innocent children like this...!

Unwilling to give in, he stepped forward to ask.

"Oh, Feng Liu Jian is too cheating. No one can beat him after he is selected," the older boy explained in detail. "Look, there is one more person, and he can use other people's special moves... How can others play with him!"

"Wow, it's quite authentic." He couldn't help laughing.

"Every time we are selected, we are besieged by the rest of the people. This makes the game boring not only for him, but also for us. In the end, the alliance that wants to defeat Feng Liujian has to fight among themselves. There is no loyalty at all..."

"In that case, why don't you just ban him? No one should play with him anymore."

"Good idea!"

Just as the older kid was happily announcing the new rules, he suddenly realized what was happening and asked again, "If he's so awesome, why didn't you choose him when you were the first one?"

"The nickname is too ugly, it sounds like a sissy, only the little girls behind my house like it. I won't play with them, hehe! How wonderful is this long river of sword energy..."

Shaking his head and leaving, Fang Xiwen looked as if he had been stabbed.

~~

Sat in the boudoir for a while.

The layout of this room cannot be said to be well-organized, but it can at least be said to be in a mess: the comb fell on the table, the clothes were thrown on the bed, several belts on the bed were tied into a knot, and there was a small black stove rolling under the bed.

But thinking about how Wang Ningzhu had put her underwear on the back of the chair, he suddenly felt that the room looked better.

Not long after, Luo Qingni slipped in from the front door, approached him like a thief, turned out his pockets, and various snacks wrapped in oil paper fell out.

"I took it secretly from the kitchen, don't tell mother..." She said in a low voice with crumbs at the corner of her lips.

"I admire you."

"They brought it to you out of kindness, why are you looking at me like that?"

The aroma filled the air, and Fang Xiwen took it honestly. The two of them sat at the desk and started eating the freshly fried biscuits with a "crunch crunch" sound.

Seeing someone walking by the window, they both subconsciously ducked at the same time, bumping heads with each other. When they stood up, Luo Qingni was covering her forehead and looking at him with a smile.

"what?"

"Look at you, Xiwen did a lot of cheating when he was a kid. You're bad!"

"How dare you say that to me? How old are you now?"

"Have you eaten? Have you eaten the food I brought out? Spit it out and give it back to me!"

"I've already digested it. I don't want to say it too harshly..."

After finishing it in no time, Luo Qingni sat quietly for a while and then went to the kitchen to buy supplies.

Really not wanting to get involved with her, Fang Xiwen swept the crumbs onto her side of the table so that she could make excuses if Luo's mother pursued the matter, and then walked out.

The half-grown kids at the corner of the alley were still fighting.

After watching for a while, Fang Xiwen was successfully invited to join. After failing to refuse, he had no choice but to take out the wooden sword and knock everyone to the ground, imitating the old story of King Qin sweeping the world.

"Brother, you are really good at playing the 'Flirtatious Sword'!"

He sat down in the mud, but the older kid still gave him a thumbs-up.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen took out a few red envelopes that he had prepared long ago and distributed them with a smile, "These are your New Year gifts. Use them to buy some small things. Remember to ban heroes first when playing house next time."

"Thank you, big brother!"

After taking the red envelopes filled with copper coins, several children ran away.

Looking at their backs, Fang Xiwen just stood up contentedly when a white hand reached out to him.

Looking up, Luo Qingni blinked at him and said confidently, "I want one too!"

"According to the custom in my hometown, red envelopes are given by elders to younger ones. I can't give you one."

"Why!"

"They say it's a custom..." "Haha, does that mean I can give it to you?"

Hearing their conversation, Luo Ting, who had been waiting there, strode over, took out a festive red bag, and stuffed it in without saying a word.

"Isn't this bad?" Fang Xiwen said with gritted teeth, pretending to be happy.

He should have known that this old man would not pass up a chance to take advantage of him!

"Oh, it's New Year's Day, you're here now, just keep it. Be obedient." Pressing the bag hard into his arms, Luo Ting's mouth was about to split with laughter.

I just want to see the little devil being stubborn and unable to refuse!

After several attempts, Fang Xiwen had no choice but to sigh and call him uncle. Luo Ting then dragged him into the house with satisfaction and performed it again in front of everyone.

"Let me introduce you, this is Luo's son-in-law!"

"He's handsome and has a compatible personality. There's no one else like him in the world... Hurry up and call the father-in-law to listen, wow hahaha!"

~~

After the New Year's Eve dinner and the departure of all the relatives and friends, Luo's mother, who had been busy all day, finally had the chance to have a good conversation with the two of them.

Under the light, the woman still looked kind. She held his hand and said something, smiling, "Did you suffer a lot outside during this period?"

"No, Qingni is always with me."

"She? She's so noisy, thank goodness she doesn't cause any trouble..." "Mom!!"

Ignoring her daughter's protest, Luo's mother scolded her harshly, and finally took a sweater from the bedside table and compared it to him. "I made it based on your measurements when you came last time. It's been so long, and I don't know if it will still fit you now that you've grown taller."

"...Thank you, auntie."

After watching him carefully put away the sweater, Luo Qingni rolled her eyes, stretched out her hand in front of him again, and hummed: "Give me a red envelope!"

"This..." "Didn't you give it to me when we were little? I want to make it up to you."

After these words were spoken, even Luo Ting, who doted on his daughter, felt that something was wrong. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Fang Xiwen walk out thoughtfully.

"Just keep making a scene. It's best to take him to another house. Then you'll see how you cry later."

Luo's mother never tolerated such a situation, and immediately put on a stern face, "Don't think I'll say something good for you later."

"I don't want your help."

Turning the chair towards the door, Luo Qingni looked like she was sitting on a fishing platform and hummed to her parents: "Xiwen will make up for it for me, just wait and see."

"Can he spoil you like this? Impossible." Lao Luo sneered.

Not long after, Fang Xiwen came in with bags and stuffed them into her arms one by one, saying, "Here, the red envelopes you asked for."

"So many?"

"This is the New Year's red envelope you received when you were born. There is a talisman inside. Ask it to pray for blessings and ward off disasters for you... When you are two years old and have teeth, use this money to buy food. Remember to brush your teeth... When you are seven years old and want to practice martial arts, take this money to the weapon shop and exchange it for a handy weapon..."

There were packages after packages, and not all of them were filled with money. Most of them were small gadgets that Fang Xiwen had come up with on the spur of the moment.

Seeing this, the old couple in the house looked at each other and sighed.

Luo's mother was naturally happy to see that he could treat Luo Qingni so attentively, and the more she looked at her son-in-law, the more satisfied she was.

However, Luo Ting looked far ahead and thought that this boy was so cunning, no wonder he attracted so many women. The more he looked at him, the more annoyed he became.

"Xiwen, you're so nice!" Holding all the things in her arms, Luo Qingni gave him a big smile and ran into the boudoir.

She had to hide all these things well, as she would be heartbroken if she lost any one of them.

Finally, she counted the number of red envelopes and was surprised to find that there were twenty-three...Give me all this year's?

I opened it with great interest and found a note inside that read "Free use coupon (one day)".

"Hey, what is this used for?" Luo Qingni pulled him over, her little face slightly red, and asked with blinking eyes.

...is that what she meant?

"You can use this to order me around anytime during the day, like cooking for you, washing your feet, etc."

"One, one day?"

"Why, what's your expression?"

"Will it be too long? Can you do it?"

"Um???"

Chapter 445 Who Has No Choice

To be precise, the face of the statue was not clear, but the facial features had a kind of charm, and anyone who had seen Fang Xiwen would be able to recognize it.

The first time Jiang Hongwen saw "it", he knew that his death might be approaching, and the aura of the Dharmakaya intensified this feeling.

Yes, he had seen this sword before.

Such pure white, such domineering murderous intent... This is the true meaning of martial arts of Fairy Ling Jian, the most powerful swordsman in contemporary times.

"save--"

puff! !

The long sword fell, accompanied by an unparalleled sharp sword intent. A pure white sword light flashed by, pressing the air so that it made a buzzing sound that it could not bear the heavy weight.

The sound of blood splattering drowned out Jiang Hongwen's cries for help. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but the expected severe pain did not come.

He opened his eyes in surprise and found a bear-like body in front of him. The bronze muscles and the shape of the spine on the back were particularly prominent. At this time, he was firmly blocking him with his arms outstretched.

Dai Peng slightly turned sideways, revealing a horrific sword wound on his chest. He grinned at him and said, "Young Master, are you okay?"

"Brother Dai!" Jiang Hongwen was surprised and happy.

He was shocked that he had narrowly escaped death, but he was happy that help arrived in time...but when he saw the hideous wound on Dai Peng's chest, the joy that had just risen in his heart was dashed again.

"Brother Dai, how are you?"

“Cough, cough cough cough…!”

Unable to maintain his smile for long, Dai Peng covered his chest and began to cough violently. His huge body kept shaking and tiny wounds began to appear on his body surface, as if there were countless short red threads woven on it.

Seeing this, Jiang Hongwen shuddered. He didn't dare to think about what would happen if this sword fell on him.