Fairy, I really am a villain!

The more normal this martial arts competition behaves, the more careful you have to be... If you have to pick a few people who might get into trouble among so many people, they can only be these two martial arts veterans.

"Speaking of which, how did your son lose?"

"Heh, Xizhi said that the opponent's swordsmanship was a little worse than his, but his internal strength was too good. He couldn't withstand a series of continuous attacks and was defeated," the patriarch paused and said, "This world is not fair.

Some people are born with better skills and resources than you, and their starting point is naturally higher. What can we mortals do?"

Hearing this sudden sigh, Zhu Yiwu was stunned for a moment, and then he continued: "Although this is true, it is really too much of a shame for a great master like you to call yourself a mortal."

While the two were talking, Jiang Xizhi had already gone for the intermission, and the newbies on the stage started to fight each other again.

People with some eyesight would feel sleepy just looking at it. They had no idea what was going on, but they knew the chicken legs tasted really good.

"I can't get into the inner courtyard." Jiang Xingchu fell into the shadow of the eaves and spoke in lip language.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen nodded without commenting.

It seems that she is not here just to deal with the aftermath, but has other purposes...

At this time, Master Canglang had finished his rest and jumped onto the stage. He saluted to the people around him with his graceful movements, “Perhaps everyone has seen that I have been winning consecutive victories from the weakest to the strongest, and I am actually accumulating momentum.

Now, I want to challenge a good opponent, although he is not participating in the competition, but I wonder if you can give me this opportunity?"

His words rekindled the interest of the martial artists who were planning to leave, and they began to guess who he was going to fight.

"Could it be Lin Zai from the Naxian Sect? He is the only one who deserves such serious treatment!"

"I think it's possible. Young Master Canglang has been interested in him for a long time."

Hearing the discussions around him, Fang Xiwen suddenly felt uneasy and subconsciously took a few steps towards the inner courtyard.

Ding Dong!

[The entrance to the spiritual realm has been discovered. The current spiritual realm resonance strength: relatively strong, meeting the entry conditions]

Suddenly an illusory prompt popped up and Fang Xiwen was startled.

It turns out that the entrance is in the Jiang family’s inner courtyard. No wonder he couldn’t find it!

Without giving him time to hesitate, Master Canglang on the stage easily spotted him. He stretched out his hand and the crowd automatically made way for him. "Brother Fang, are you willing to fight me again?"

Jiang Xizhi smiled, full of fighting spirit.

In an instant, all eyes were focused on him and the air became quiet.

Fang Xiwen counted down to three seconds.

"Wow, it's Feng Liu Jian! The young man is so handsome!"

"Brother Xiwen, look over here too!"

Oh my god, Feng Liu Jian has male fans... Fang Xiwen felt her scalp tingling for a moment. She signaled to Jiang Xingchu and flew onto the stage, "Brother Jiang, why do you have to roast me on the fire?"

"I have absolutely no such intention," Jiang Xizhi was a little overwhelmed. The opponent's painting style was too strange. He forcibly drew out his long sword, "I'm betting on the name of Master Canglang. This is a battle to avenge my shame!"

Fang Xiwen knew that he was giving him a chance to announce his name, but he was still a little hesitant.

Looking back, I saw the head of the Jiang family and his butler walking towards me from a distance. They were walking very fast and seemed to be very concerned about this battle.

"Brother Fang?"

There is no other way, I can only rely on Jiang Xingchu to keep an eye on it.

"I, the sword is strong--"

boom!

His words were drowned out by a powerful explosion, and everyone present felt the floor shaking violently.

Before he could stand firmly, he heard a muffled "puff" sound.

Looking far away, I saw that the head of the Jiang family head exploded like a watermelon, and blood splattered everywhere!

"Master!" "Dad!!"

Urgent shouts rang out, and in an instant the originally enthusiastic martial arts competition turned into a crime scene. The countdown of the time bomb in Fang Xiwen's heart finally stopped.

Something happened...

Looking up, he found that Jiang Xingchu shook his head at him implicitly and disappeared.

She didn’t see it either?

This means it is not a remote method. Could it be that he was poisoned?

"The head of the family was assassinated, seal off the scene!!"

Chapter 84 Double row

I'm so stupid, really.

I just knew that nothing good would happen to me if I was with the Saint of the Demon Cult, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon.

"Master, what are you mumbling about?"

The obedient maid disappeared from the eaves at some point and appeared beside him silently.

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen glanced at her and said nothing.

This guy obviously has other purposes, could it be her who did it...

"Although he is old and weak, it will take me some effort to kill him. It won't be that easy." The two of them looked at each other, and Jiang Xingchu immediately understood what he meant and spread his hands:

"More importantly, I have no reason to kill him."

"Too."

Jiang Xingchu didn't care about this suspicion at all. She turned her starry eyes slightly and leaned close to his ear, blowing sweet breath towards him, "Compared to this, this place has been blocked now, and people from the Six Gates may come in later.

Brother Xiwen, you don't want your maid's identity to be exposed, right?"

"...I'll think of a way." Fang Xiwen glared at her unhappily.

Soon, the order at the scene was stabilized, and people from the Six Gates and Dajiang Gang began to gather outside the Jiang family compound, apparently wanting to catch the criminal in a jar.

That is to say, the blockade will not be lifted in the short term...

"Go find a corner and stay there. I'll go check out the situation." Fang Xiwen instructed and walked towards the patriarch's body.

Although I really want to bring Jiang Xingchu with me, her eyesight is definitely better than mine, but bringing a maid is a bit too suspicious...

At the moment when the old patriarch died, although he was still on the ring, he still saw his death clearly.

It seemed that he was going to relieve himself with the housekeeper. He first passed through the corridor in front of the east wing, turned into the yard, and when he was about to reach the bottom of the ring, his head suddenly exploded.

Musical martial arts, such as Jiang Xingchu's "Cloud Palace Heavenly Sound", can do similar things, but firstly, the old patriarch is a nine-orifice, and Jiang Xingchu is not strong enough;

Secondly, there was indeed no reason to kill him. Fang Xiwen believed this even more and ruled out the suspicion for the time being.

“Dad!!”

When he got closer, Jiang Xizhi was holding his father's headless body and crying, howling towards the sky, which was truly moving.

It was clearly the long-awaited battle with a strong enemy, and I clearly wanted to hear my father's praise, but in the blink of an eye, they were separated forever, and he could not hear anything I said.

The butler who had followed him for decades also knelt beside him, silently lowering his head and shedding tears.

"Xizhi," Zhu Yiwu was standing beside him, using his short body to stop the person who wanted to come forward, and patted his shoulder gently, "Don't cry. If your father knew about this, he wouldn't want to see—"

"If Brother Jiang still wants to find the murderer who killed your father, then don't act like this." Fang Xiwen walked over and the crowd automatically made way for him.

Although he said this calmly, Master Canglang's eyes suddenly turned red, and he stared at him with resentment, "What do you want to say!"

"Brother Jiang, the guests are concerned about your feelings and are all here to comfort you," Fang Xiwen said calmly, "In this chaotic situation, if there are any traces left on your father, it will be easily erased by someone with ulterior motives, making it more difficult to solve the case.

The more this happens, the harder it will be to catch the real murderer."

I think an old hand like Zhu Yiwu would understand this, but he is not the one to say such things.

Hearing this, Jiang Xizhi was stunned for a moment. After all, he had a good heart. After taking a deep look at his father, he placed his body on a carpet and dispersed the crowd.

Without any obstruction, Fang Xiwen was able to see the entire body.

The old patriarch's entire head was gone, the wound on his neck was bulging, his clothes were torn, and there was a red blood line on his left chest, extending from the heart all the way upwards, with flesh and blood turned inside out along the way, looking extremely hideous.

'Was he cursed?'

He couldn't see any way.

At this moment, a soft and cold hand came over, and the obedient maid came to his side, lowered her head, and called softly: "Master, I'm so scared..."

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen saw the corpse reflected in her eyes, her pupils sparkling, and quickly used her body to block the surrounding sight.

Even looking at a corpse can be described in such a refreshing and refined way.

When they could no longer see anything, the two of them retreated. Fang Xiwen pulled his hand out calmly, "What do you mean?"

"It's quite warm."

"I'm asking you what you saw!" Fang Xiwen's voice transmission was a little unstable. He really didn't understand how this person could still joke at such a critical moment.

Seeing this, Jiang Xingchu pursed his lips and said seriously: "It should be the unique curse killing method of the Blood Robe Cult, planting a demon in the heart. I didn't expect that they have infiltrated to this extent..."

The Blood Robe Cult is also one of the Nine Evil Paths, but its main activities are in the Southern Wilderness, and its presence in the Central Plains is usually very low.

"What are the prerequisites?" Fang Xiwen asked.

This kind of weird method cannot be without any preparation. Even witchcraft and black magic require knowing the person's name.

"Bloodworm. This is a special kind of poisonous insect. It needs a certain amount of blood from the person to feed the larvae. After feeding for 49 days, the larvae are divided into segments and eaten raw. After that, the mother insect will have the ability to almost dominate the host.

But his wound is a bit strange, his head shouldn’t have exploded..."

"In other words, the old patriarch was originally a member of the Blood Robe Cult, but later retired from the martial arts world and became a famous figure in the martial arts world?" Fang Xiwen frowned, "No wonder he was able to gain a firm foothold in Zhoushan City in just a few decades..."

But this is too bizarre. The Jiang family has been prosperous for three generations, and the Blood Robe Cult is only coming now to demand their lives. Isn't the delay too long?

"It would be great if we could go into the old man's room and take a look. Maybe we might find some clues there." She stood on tiptoe, her eyes full of anticipation.

Maybe there's something she wants in there...

"However, it's actually harder to get in now." Fang Xiwen responded casually, and something in his heart moved.

He called up the control panel, clicked on the message "The entrance to the spiritual realm has been discovered", and pulled down to open the team configuration: "Please select the attacking members:

Azure Sword Immortal (already summoned successfully, available), Divine Court Sword Master (unsuccessfully summoned, unavailable), Starfall Goddess (unsuccessfully summoned, unavailable)]