Fairy, I really am a villain!

Is this the sorrow of the devil, or her sorrow?

Confined by family prejudice and trapped by the sect's mission, she couldn't even express her feelings to the man she fell in love with for the first time.

Because it's useless to say it. Why should I let others give up everything?

You are going to inherit Xinggong, so doesn't he have to revitalize the family? How can he be worse than you?

The girl turned her body away so as not to look at him and tried hard not to let her tears fall.

"Why should it stop here? I don't agree."

Someone knocked on the table, and strands of starlight gently surrounded him. Jiang Xingchu let it fall on him, his voice trembling, "What else do you want to say?"

"I won't go back with you, but I will go find you."

The man spoke word by word. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and she asked loudly, "What does this mean?"

"I want you."

It was clearly his own words, but when they came out of his mouth they seemed to have magic, and Jiang Xingchu turned around unconsciously.

My nose felt sore and something cold slid down my cheeks.

No matter how much empathy there is, it cannot withstand such straightforward words.

She was panicking and let the star line tie her up like a dumpling. She stammered, "But, but my mother... the palace master won't agree."

"Then I will wait a few more years, prove my external situation, and gather the righteous forces to attack Xinggong."

His words were soft, but there was no trace of joking on his face.

Jiang Xingchu couldn't help but imagine him in a green shirt, with his sleeves rolled up, breaking through the mountain gate, and his heart trembled.

How can this person be called a gentleman? He is clearly a barbarian... Jiang Xingchu did not feel offended. Instead, she was delighted. She said with a stern face, "We have a mountain protection formation that can only be broken by a master."

"Then go after you attain the Dharma body. All you have to do is wash yourself clean and wait." Fang Xiwen spread his hands and smiled faintly.

The Scarlet Emperor has reached a realm above the Dharmakaya, how far can I be from that?

In this world where force is paramount, it is not difficult for one person to overthrow a sect.

Whoosh whoosh!

He casually took back the star line, and Jiang Xingchu sat back in his seat, frowning and pouting, "You only know how to brag, like a gangster."

What I want is attitude... At worst, I can open the gate and let you in, huh.

"Well, there is actually a more practical way," Fang Xiwen knew that empty words were not convincing, so he took out a map and spread it on the table, "I went to check it out.

Longchuan is so close to the capital, and your Xinggong intends to develop northwards, for example, this area...

Unfortunately, the noble families guarded it strictly, the imperial court kept a close eye on it, and the forces were so complicated that we couldn’t even break through it.”

Jiang Xingchu looked at his profile and was stunned for a moment.

No wonder he has been going to the Six Gates these days, it turns out he is investigating these things...

"Once I have verified the exterior scene and slightly integrated the power of the Fang family, it won't be difficult to help you break through here."

As he spoke, he took out several prepared drafts. They were all relatively rough, but upon closer inspection, they all seemed feasible.

It is one thing to be able to take these things out, but it is another thing to hear them in Jiang Xingchu's ears... He has me in his heart, hee.

"Not bad."

"Anyway, this is my attitude," Fang Xiwen put away all the things and concluded, "Either we can make money through harmony, or I can wait until I attain the Dharmakaya and fight back."

"Ah."

Jiang Xingchu no longer mentioned going back or not, but just nodded vigorously with a sweet smile.

With such a kind heart, what else can I ask for?

Since he doesn't want to go back with her, and she can't beat him even if she forces him, and he will come to her house to beat her up if she refuses...she can only, only let him go.

"Xiwen, stretch out your hand."

"how?"

"Put your palms up."

Fang Xiwen did as she was told with some doubt. She spread her fingers, put her hand in, and clasped it tightly.

It was like soft jade and very warm, as if it filled more than just the physical gaps.

Jiang Xingchu's face was as red as fire, but she still tried her best to hold it together. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, "I'll give you a little sweetness and keep you hanging... It seems that all the witches in the demon cult are like this."

"Really?" He laughed and shook his head.

Is she a witch? Maybe.

She said she wanted to kill him not long ago, but now she is shyly holding his fingers... It's so contradictory, yet it's hard to hate her.

She gently pulled my hand over and lowered her head, "I'll wait for you to...call me."

"Well, I--huh?!"

Suddenly, Fang Xiwen pulled his hand out as if he was electrocuted, and glared over with a slightly red face.

The girl opened her lips slightly, deliberately sticking out her pink tongue to show him, and smiled charmingly.

Chapter 96 My Path

On the river bank of Zhoushan City, at three o'clock in the morning.

The streets were deserted, and the lanterns hanging under the eaves were reflected in the water, creating a halo of light. In the distance, there were several clapper sounds, mixed with the cries of children.

The two walked side by side on the shore, fingers interlocked, looking at each other in silence.

Jiang Xingchu felt that he was too greedy. He had clearly made the decision to end the relationship, but now that the result was like this, what else was there to be dissatisfied about?

He promised to come see me.

But I just don't want to separate! Why can ordinary women stay together forever? I haven't even held his hand enough!

This thought flashed through her mind, but soon disappeared. She was not living for herself, so it was impossible for her to stop.

"By the way, how did you find out I was looking for something?"

"Mr. Fang, Young Master Fang, what do you think I'm doing here?" Jiang Xingchu asked with a smile. She found that this man was sometimes stupid.

"Yeah, we are the same people." Fang Xiwen also smiled.

"So, what are you looking for?"

"Some natural treasures that can strengthen the meridians, or things that can suppress the sword intent," Fang Xiwen turned to look at her, "Do you have these?"

"Still in 'you'," Jiang Xingchu curled his lips in dissatisfaction, thinking for a while, "The former are rare in the world, and even if there are any, they are used by my disciples.

As for the latter, the six sword-wielding sects are also vigorously collecting them. To some extent, they are even rarer than natural treasures."

"Is it..."

"Why are you looking down? I didn't say I didn't have any." Jiang Xingchu's eyes turned slightly, staring at him straight, "But you can't use these things right now, right? Do you want to give them to others?"

"Yes."

"female?"

"Yes, yes." Fang Xiwen had a little cold sweat on his forehead and nodded slightly.

...Is your intuition so accurate?

"Hmph," Jiang Xingchu pulled his hand away with a stern face, strode forward, and said in a teasing tone, "Mr. Fang is from an aristocratic family after all, so it's normal for him to have a few lovers. How can a seductress like me compare to him?

There are indeed wrong names, but there are no wrong nicknames. "

"You, you listen to my explanation." Fang Xiwen hurriedly caught up and shouted out the classic lines.

Whoosh!

A sound of breaking air was heard, and unexpectedly Jiang Xingchu used his body skills, turned around suddenly, and waved his hand, and countless star lines came towards him.

Come again?

After all, he reacted incredibly quickly. He took a wrong step, drew out his sword and drew a circle in the air... but he stopped the sword halfway and let the star line bind him.

This line is not coming towards him.

Cangying was entangled in layers, and Jiang Xingchu pulled it hard and it flew into her arms. At the same time, another long object was thrown back.

"This sword is mine!"

"Okay, okay, I'll give you whatever you want."

As he spoke, Fang Xiwen reached out and took something. He took a closer look and saw that it was also a sharp sword. Its quality was even higher than that of Cangying.

If Cangying is a low-grade weapon, then this one is a high-grade weapon... When Jiang Xingchu gave her Qiuyue Bayin, he probably wanted to give it to himself.

His heart warmed, and he immediately unsheathed the Scarlet Dragon Roar Sword and hung it around his waist.

In the distance, Jiang Xingchu stepped onto the approaching ferry, standing alone at the bow, looking at him in his fluttering blue clothes, with tenderness in her beautiful eyes.

Unable to utter the words of farewell, the girl took out her newly bought flute, placed it to her lips and softly blew it.

I don't know what tune was being played, but it sounded so touching and plaintive, as if my longing had turned into substance and was filling my chest tightly.

"I will come to find you. Just wait for me!" Fang Xiwen shouted as if to vent the anger in his chest, and his words echoed far away in the night.

Upon hearing this, the flute sound was interrupted for a moment, then continued again, gradually dissolving into the night.

Fang Xiwen stood quietly on the shore, watching the figure go away, without saying a word for a long time.

After a while, he stretched out his hand and pointed in the air, and a woman in green suddenly appeared beside him.

"Sword Immortal, am I really that bad?"

The woman could no longer maintain her cool demeanor and almost fell to the ground.

The swordsman thought he was very well-mannered, but every time he saw him he had the urge to hit him.

You either chat or take out the trash, instead of using this time to practice, is this how you use the contract?!

"Oh, why do you say that?" The sword immortal quickly calmed down and put on a calm expression again.

"I feel very sorry for Luo Qingni. She is still practicing hard in seclusion in the sect just to see me earlier, but I..." As he spoke, he fell silent.