Fairy, I really am a villain!

Although he looked extremely embarrassed just now, now his expression is very relaxed, as if he suddenly had something to rely on.

"You've never shown me this kind of expression before..."

Pursing her lips, Luo Qingni felt inexplicably concerned.

Faced with the situation just now, all she could do was to forcibly take Fang Xiwen away and prevent him from hurting herself. Apart from that, she could do nothing else;

Is there anyone who can not only solve the problem, but also give him support and make this guy smile with peace of mind...

Thinking of this, she looked around carefully, but of course found nothing.

On the other hand, after Fang Xiwen had evaded the matter, he began to concentrate on manipulating the Dharma image, transforming and spreading the sword intent transmitted from the Sword Immortal.

Gradually, he found that it was very easy for him to do it:

Because his control over the sword intent far surpassed Luo Qingni's, he didn't have to worry about causing a backlash to the sword immortal, so there was no need to cut off the sword intent;

Not only that, the Sword Immortal will even help him straighten out some of the disordered true qi, further reducing the burden.

All in all, it makes people feel very safe.

As soon as he felt relieved, Fang Xiwen's various little thoughts came to his mind - he couldn't help but start to pay attention to the two hands holding each other:

The way Luo Qingni on the left holds the hand is typical of a girlfriend. Even when she lets go, you can still feel the gentle force. She is very clingy and sometimes tickles the palm of the hand restlessly.

The sword fairy on the right showed obvious disdain, her fingers were pressed together stiffly, and there was a tendency to pull away, as if she would leave at any time if she didn't get a hold.

"It seems the same, but also a little different..." Fang Xiwen felt a very subtle feeling in his heart.

"Slow down. Is now your time to take it easy?"

Because he knew the flow of Qi in his body very well, the Sword Immortal knew at a glance that he was thinking of something strange, and his voice immediately turned cold: "Will you save him?"

"I was wrong. I was so happy to see you come to help me..." Fang Xiwen immediately restrained his expression and lowered his head and whispered, "I always get carried away in front of you. Oh, it's too ugly."

"It's good to know."

"Don't dislike me because of this, okay?"

"It depends on your performance."

Seeing his ashamed look, the sword immortal pursed his lips and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Maybe it's because this kid usually doesn't show his emotions on his face, so when he occasionally looks frustrated, it's actually... quite cute.

A similar thought flashed through his mind, and the sword immortal's expression returned to normal. He looked at the gradually dissipating black tide and began to ponder, and his hands unconsciously relaxed a little.

"The casualties among the canal workers were not serious, is it because the Yin creatures did not devour their own offspring?"

'But even so, it is difficult to separate the two without hurting them: first, the means cannot be too harsh, and second, the characteristics of these things need to be understood.'

'In other words, both the sword power of life and death and the power of sound are indispensable... It is simply a test tailor-made for Fang Xiwen.'

"What exactly is the intention of that crazy woman surnamed Jiang?"

rustle.

"Alive, alive! Come and see, these people are actually alive!"

"It's completely intact, even its clothes are still there... Doctor Fang is a miracle worker!!"

The cheers from the crowd interrupted the Sword Immortal's thoughts. She shook her head slightly, ended the transmission of power, and suddenly her face froze.

She twisted her eyes with difficulty and found that her hand was being held tightly... Fang Xiwen's fingers were even inserted into it.

She didn't want to think about how this happened -

Because whether he let go on his own initiative or was pried open one by one by this kid, it would be a humiliation for the sword immortal.

Not only that, she couldn't even say it out loud because caring about such things would make her seem inexperienced and damage her calm image.

——Although, the fact is that there is no experience.

As an old man who has attained the Dharmakaya, he has never held hands with a man in his entire life. If people knew this... The Sword Immortal has always been strong and would never allow such a thing to happen.

However, her silence seemed to be taken as approval.

Even the common people below began to reunite with their families in tears, and those who had evacuated outside the city began to enter the city again...This guy still refused to let her go, and even held her tighter.

"If I had known I would suffer such humiliation, I would have preferred not to have him rescue me...!"

Feeling the heat from the other's palm, the sword immortal finally couldn't hold on any longer. A look of shame and anger appeared on his face, and he pinched him hard with his fingernails.

Have you had enough of the fuss?!

"Ah! I didn't notice for a moment..." Fang Xiwen quickly let go and asked softly with concern: "Did you consume too much energy? I think you look a little strange."

You reacted so quickly, and you told me you didn't notice?

Seeing this, the Sword Immortal was so angry that his chest heaved, and he said stiffly: "Yes, what I just used was all my life's skills. Soon I will be reduced to ashes."

"—"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Fang Xiwen's pupils suddenly shrink and his face turned pale, as if some bad premonition had suddenly come true, and he froze in place.

"...Just kidding."

Why is there this feeling... The sword immortal's heart suddenly tightened, and he added half a beat later.

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen felt relieved, and whispered as if he had lost all strength: "Don't scare me with that kind of thing."

“I didn’t expect you to be so—” “Because you’re not some distant memory, you’re someone very important to me.”

"Heh... I really can't stand you." The sword immortal curled his lips, his tone a little disgusted.

It seems that he had similar speculations and was afraid that I would disappear due to exhaustion of strength... No wonder he held me so tightly just now.

Are you worried because you can't see me?

"I mean it."

"Okay, okay, I promise, I won't say it anymore."

Chapter 452 Why Are You Bullying Me?

After saying this, the Sword Immortal fell silent somewhat abruptly.

Since he couldn't see her expression, Fang Xiwen wanted to say something. He stretched out his hands and made a few attempts to grab at her, but all his attempts came up empty, so he had to give up.

After all, with the Sword Immortal's ability, whether he can meet her depends on his thoughts.

"Forget it, just assume she listened..."

Shaking his head, Fang Xiwen looked down.

After the piano music, the people trapped in the black tide broke free and knelt in the street.

The sounds of crying, shouting, chanting, and kowtowing all mixed together, creating a wave of noise:

"Thank you, Bodhisattva, for your mercy!"

"Thank God for returning my old man to me. Thank God for seeing me!"

"What a bullshit God! The one who saved you was Feng Liujian! He is just a young man with some abilities..."

Obviously all the chaotic sounds were mixed together, but soon they showed an inexplicable order, one sound after another, just like the echo of the piano sound not long ago.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen breathed a sigh of relief and waved gently downwards.

For him, the previous actions were not only to save people, but also had some meaning of resistance.

Because Zhou Shan's disaster was very similar to the spiritual realm, he felt that if he could avoid this disaster, it would prove that he had the ability to change some things.

At least it can let the sword immortals who have experienced it see that his "change" is meaningful.

"Xiwen! Listen, they are all thanking us!"

In sharp contrast to his calm contemplation, Luo Qingni was waving her hands vigorously downwards, smiling brightly: "No need to thank me! We are not Bodhisattvas or masters, we just want to help you!"

"Pfft." He was amused by this statement.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Luo Qingni turned her face around, put away her big smile, and snorted at him: "What were you mumbling about just now? Is there anyone else here?"

"No one else."

“Huh…” “You’re smiling so happily.”

Feeling relaxed, Fang Xiwen reached out and pinched her cheeks, gently pulling them apart, and said with a fake stern face, "That's already happened twice."

"What do you mean twice?"

"Stop making decisions for me. Do I really value myself so little in your eyes?"

"Why not? When we first met——"

Luo Qingni got angry when she talked about this. She brought up the past and scolded him harshly. Finally, she said, "Even if you want to be angry, I will still do the same in the future. I am so selfish!"

"Okay," Fang Xiwen let go of her and nodded helplessly, "Since you said so, I will pay more attention in the future."

He was actually quite happy to feel Luo Qingni's undisguised concern.

"What's the use of just talking?"

With a light snort, Luo Qingni turned her face back, waved to the crowd below, and a bright smile appeared on her face again.

She was really happy.

It's not just about rescuing the person, but also about the joy that their efforts during this period have not been in vain: Luo Qingni is as happy now as she was when the courtyard they rented was smashed.

It turns out that they wanted to let them escape early, which was a good intention, so they should have saved the civilians.

——Although I don’t know how it was done, Xiwen is fine, she is fine, and many people are fine, so this is very good!

With this mood, Luo Qingni smiled foolishly at the crowd for a while, her eyes narrowed into slits.

"As much as I hate to interrupt you, we really have to go."

After admiring her silly smile for a while, Fang Xiwen asked, "Do you remember what was written on the previous note?"

"Well, they say that people from the imperial court are coming. So what..."

Halfway through her speech, Luo Qingni covered her mouth with her hands and whispered quickly: "Yes, we are wanted criminals!"

"That's great..." "Hey, I'm not that quick to react."

"Who praised you?"