Fairy, I really am a villain!

The silk threads extended to the beams and hung him up, like a real-life shadow play.

"When you attack with all your strength, that's when you're at your weakest," Fang Xiwen smiled as he looked at his hand resting on the tip of his nose, "I'm not alone."

"Why do you think I got so close?" Cheng Ruowen suddenly smiled coldly, murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and the inner energy in his body began to boil.

"Because you want to blow yourself up?"

Fang Xiwen shrugged and asked in return, "But you can't even move your fingers, right?"

"How, how could this happen?" After sensing it, his face suddenly turned pale.

"How can a mere hall master like you understand the secrets of the Star Palace?" Fang Xiwen gently stroked the silk thread, speaking in a leisurely tone, "I deliberately let you think that you can drag me down with you.

Otherwise, with my body skills, can you touch the corner of my clothes?

You have to walk this road to the underworld alone... There really is no one to save you, right?"

"What the hell-"

Cheng Ruowen's true energy was flowing backwards, and he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. At this most angry, unwilling and desperate moment, Jiang Xingchu's eyes suddenly lit up frighteningly, and he pulled hard with his right hand, and the silk thread suddenly tightened!

puff!

His words were suddenly interrupted, and the whole person exploded into a ball of blood mist, his body turned into pieces on the ground, and even his bones were smoothly cut off.

Seeing this bizarre scene, Fang Xiwen immediately felt a chill and quickly jumped away, already covered in goose bumps. "Do you have to kill people like this?"

"Let the evildoers get the punishment they deserve, and strike them down when they are most desperate." Jiang Xingchu turned over and jumped down, looking at him seriously for a rare moment, his tone serious, "This is my path.

You seem to be quite talented, can I teach you?"

Chapter 79 The Same Person

After this fire, Black Panther Hall was completely destroyed.

When the fire broke out, most of the guards and servants in the house ran out safely. Those who ran slowly were caught by Fang Xiwen and thrown out by the collar.

After all, they are just small firecrackers.

When the riots first started, these people ran away without looking back.

After the fire was almost out, quite a few people sneaked back, some to take their belongings, and some to take away some valuables.

"Ha, just like flies on a corpse, so funny."

On the eaves of a house two streets away from the Black Panther Hall, Jiang Xingchu sat there clapping his hands and looking out at the ruins with an innocent look on his face.

In the inky night, her starry eyes reflected a faint light, which seemed brighter than the lanterns hanging on the eaves.

Fang Xiwen sat next to her and thought for a while, "In fact, after spending so much time together, Cheng Ruowen must have already sensed the sign of being deserted by her friends and relatives.

But he was so broken only because he was pointed out by someone like you."

"What do you mean by someone like me?" Jiang Xingchu pointed at himself, his eyes wide open.

He sighed silently. He had only known this girl for a few days, and he had already helped her commit murder and arson. He didn't dare to imagine what she would do next.

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you sighing? We got rid of the human traffickers!"

Jiang Xingchu moved over one butt after another, and hit him with a smile, the smile on his face seemed extremely genuine, "How many families have been broken up by these people?

You should have died long ago."

"You're right," Fang Xiwen forced a smile and pointed at the wreckage in the fire, "But whether it's the Dajiang Gang or the Aristocratic Family, there are always people who want to do the dirty work for them.

If the Black Panther Hall is gone, there will be the Black Tiger Hall and the Black Eagle Hall.

With this lesson learned, they will only cover it up better.

Evil will eventually breed. Can you stay here and kill people forever?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu restrained his smile and fell silent.

Just when he thought this lady was thinking, Jiang Xingchu suddenly slapped him on the back and glared at him: "I don't know! Can't you say something happy? This lady is in a bad mood!"

I started calling myself Miss...

"What's there to be happy about? I was dragged into this by you for no reason. Not only did I accompany you in murder and arson, but I was also forced to witness an extremely bizarre murder scene. Should I laugh?" Fang Xiwen shook off her hand in annoyance.

"Oh, you are really good at coaxing people!"

Seeing his grim expression, Jiang Xingchu suddenly became happy and pressed his shoulder, "You have a bright future. Follow me and I will guarantee that you will have a good life, and you will have no worries about the secrets of martial arts!"

Xinggong is one of the nine evil demons, and as the heir, there is really nothing wrong with her saying this.

"I do not want it."

"Do you know who I am?" Jiang Xingchu pointed at himself and puffed out his chest.

"No. 38 on the Human Ranking, the Saint of the Star Palace, the Demon Cult Demoness, and the Cold-Faced Judge Jiang Xingchu are here."

"Wow, you are very clear about it," Jiang Xingchu admired this silly goose more and more. He stood up immediately with bright eyes, "The one standing in front of you is the future Palace Master of Xinggong!"

"Wow, that's great, the girl is really amazing."

Fang Xiwen had a blank expression on her face and clapped quietly, just like she did at the beginning.

"So who are you?"

"what?"

"Are you still pretending in front of me?" Suddenly, Jiang Xingchu leaned over and grabbed his collar, her eyes full of murderous intent and a ferocious expression, "I've already told you who I am, why are you still pretending here?

Just opening his eyes gives him such fighting power, not to mention his body movements... Do you think I have never seen the Emperor's Sword Technique?!"

The woman changed her expression so suddenly, but he was not surprised. He followed her force and stood up.

"Okay, I can't hide it from you anymore," Fang Xiwen shook off her hand, his expression serious, "I am the prince."

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu almost slapped him, gritting his teeth, "The prince is almost turning 30 this year!"

"You can also tell me and take off your disguise." Fang Xiwen stepped back a little and pointed at her face.

"Why?"

“I know who you are, but I don’t know what you look like; you know what I look like, but you don’t know who I am.

You want to know two things about me now, so I also want to know two things about you.

Doesn’t it fit your code of conduct?”

"..."

Jiang Xingchu stopped talking. This was fair.

Seeing her silence for a long time, Fang Xiwen sneered, turned over and got off the eaves, "That's it."

After saying this, he didn't even turn his head back and walked towards the courtyard where he was staying.

This contract...it's better not to have it. It's not that Fang Xiwen has any prejudice against her, but I just helped you, and now you're going to turn against me just because I rejected your recruitment?

I won't serve you anymore.

Suddenly, he heard a slight sound of breaking air, and as if he had expected it, he turned around, drew his sword, and drew a circle diagonally upwards with the sword.

The dragon spits out pearls to illuminate the world!

When this sword, which embodied the essence of "weight", was wielded, the air above him sank slightly, and many invisible threads were drawn over, unable to restrain him for a moment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Xiwen used his body skills, took two steps back, and thrust his sword forward!

Hey.

Jiang Xingchu's figure just appeared in front of him, and the tip of the sword trembled, stopping an inch in front of the snow-white neck.

It was during this gap that Jiang Xingchu stretched out his hand and pulled, and countless threads gently wrapped around him. The girl approached with a smile, "Why didn't you stab me? I was unprepared."

That's right, he stopped the sword on purpose...because the opponent had no intention of killing him.

"What do you want?"

Seeing that the silk thread did not tighten but only fixed his movements, Fang Xiwen hid his left hand holding the talisman in his sleeve and asked calmly.

Jiang Xingchu did not use the secret method he used to deal with the hall master, but he was still able to mobilize the true energy in his body.

"I am a demon cult witch. Now that you know my identity, do you still want to leave safely?"

Jiang Xingchu approached step by step, his body was pulled backwards, his back against the cold wall.

She slapped her right hand on the wall, her pretty face suddenly pulled in, her eyes cold, "Don't you want to see it?"

"...What?"

Without answering him, Jiang Xingchu pinched the edge of her chin and gently pulled it off. The mask as thin as a cicada's wing was torn off, revealing a gentle and peaceful face.

Her face was as white as goose fat, her lips were like cherry blossoms, her eyebrows were like ink painting, and her expression was as clear as autumn water. She was indescribably delicate and beautiful, as if the water towns and misty towers of Jiangnan were all shrouded in those starry eyes.

She is like a girl from a wealthy family who loves reading, speaks in a soft voice, walks gently, and blushes when she sees the love stories in the books. When she talks about love stories with others, she covers her face with the book, with only smiles in her eyes.

Makes no sense.

Why would this man who kills people as easily as drinking water, who enjoys cruel methods and screams of pain, look like this?

In the distance, the people she had killed were still kneeling on the ground, burned into mummies facing each other by the fire. Some were even reduced to pieces of flesh, with not even ashes left.

At first I thought her lively and cheerful appearance was just a disguise, but now it seems to be very consistent with her real appearance... Or maybe this is her real disguise?

Throwing away the mask, she pinched Fang Xiwen's chin with two fingers, gently lifted it up, and looked him in the eyes, "Did you see it clearly?"

"...Well," since the other party has fulfilled his promise, Fang Xiwen had to respond, "I am the legitimate son of the Fang family in Shendu. You can call me Fang Xingyun, Fang Xiwen, or the Third Young Master.

The ninth on the list is my sister."

"Huh, the name you gave me at the beginning was your real name," the girl turned her star-like eyes and smiled, "This name is really pretty."

When she spoke, her eyes seemed to smile, and there were ripples in her eyes.

Looking at her smiling face, Fang Xiwen was even stunned again.

This is the iron-faced judge from before... the pervert who likes to cut people into ham strips...

Suddenly, the silk thread loosened, Fang Xiwen was released, and Jiang Xingchu walked away from him and took a few steps.

"Just for this little thing...what if I didn't stop?" He stretched his body and asked.

"You will stop, we are the same."