Dong.

Until Zhu Yiwu's head rolled down, everyone in the inner courtyard still didn't react.

This master of seven orifices... died like this?

Was he glanced at by Feng Liujian, made a move, and then his head fell to the ground?

Damn it, people who don’t know think that the Romantic Sword is the Qiqiao...

When they met his eyes, most people noticed that something was wrong with him. His eyes were as red as blood. Although they didn't mean any violence, they looked cold and distant.

Seeing this, Young Master Canglang walked out bravely and cupped his hands, "Brother Fang worked hard today, why don't you go to the west wing to rest now?"

"Yeah."

Fang Xiwen nodded and sheathed his sword.

Seeing that he could still communicate, the good guy smiled and wanted to reach out and hook his shoulder, "What kind of treasure does Fang Shaoxia have on him that can actually absorb evil spirits?"

Hiss!

There was a sound, and the troublemaker froze there. The long red sword was only an inch away from his right hand. It was bound by a few silk threads and could not cut through.

He really wants to kill someone...I can't even see how he draws the sword...

The evil spirit filled the air, and the man knelt down on the ground with a plop, so frightened that he had to urinate.

"Why should the young master be angry with this person?"

Jiang Xingchu seemed to have taken something from the house, and trotted over, put his arm around him, and said sweetly.

She looked at Fang Xiwen's scarlet eyes, and her heart beat wildly.

There's actually this side to the silly goose...it's great!

This is what he should look like!

When they destroyed the Black Panther Hall together, Jiang Xingchu discovered that they were actually the same kind and had the same level of disregard for life.

But he was influenced by acquired factors, maybe education, maybe experience, maybe the people around him... and his nature was blocked. This blockade was not strong, and his own strong murderous intention and strong blood evil aura were all blocked.

Can be unlocked.

Jiang Xingchu felt clear in his heart. While helping him move forward, he quietly lowered his head and glanced at the blood jade in the inner pocket of his clothes.

This is something that Zhu Yiwu just used a secret method to communicate with. It can not only store and transform "blood energy", but can also output it using special methods.

This is what she came here for, its utility is secondary, it is mainly a token, a symbol.

But it’s different now.

Using this to continuously output blood evil energy can keep the stupid goose in this state forever, which will completely make him...never change back.

Seeing her being helped up, Fang Xiwen didn't shake her away. He just glanced at her indifferently and continued walking towards the west wing.

With the power of killing seven orifices, even if everyone knew that he was not in good condition, they did not dare to speak loudly, but gathered around and whispered.

One step, two steps, three steps... Jiang Xingchu hugged his arm, looked sideways, and found that the scarlet in his eyes was fading little by little.

She gently grasped the cold blood jade, with a rare hesitation.

According to Fang Xiwen, after today's incident, the two of them should part ways.

One is a witch from a demon sect, and the other is a young man from an aristocratic family. They have different purposes and paths... Not only does he have no reason to go together, Jiang Xingchu is also unwilling to be "influenced" by him. But he is different now.

This indifferent and distant look is perfect for the star palace, with stars hanging high and a sea of ​​blood hanging upside down... Maybe he really is the natural heir.

‘Why does a bitch like Zhu Yiwu scold you?’ ‘I’m worried, do you believe it or not?’

That gorgeous sword light flashed in front of my eyes again, the misty clouds, and the ten thousand-foot peak. It was obvious that I had been so seriously injured, but I still had to turn around to block it.

He is not that stupid. He must have decided that it would be more beneficial to the battle to prevent himself from being injured, so he took action.

But, do you really have that time to react?

After a long while, Jiang Xingchu pursed his lips, quietly let go of the blood jade, and looked up with a sweet smile: "Young master, that sword is so handsome, thank you for saving me."

"No need."

Fang Xiwen broke away from her hand, and the scarlet color in his eyes became lighter.

This change was a bit unexpected, so Jiang Xingchu leaned in again without hesitation, turning his eyes slightly, "I'm serious. I'm not injured. Can I give you a massage when I get to the private room?"

"No need." He became a little calmer.

"When the flowing water table opened again in the evening, I actually secretly hid a few oranges and peeled them back for the young master to eat..."

The obedient maid helped and joked all the way. When he reached the door of the west wing, the scarlet in his eyes had completely dissipated, and he took out his hand without leaving a trace, "...I thought you would take advantage of it and sneak in.

”

"What?"

"I advise you not to have any evil thoughts," Fang Xiwen sighed and opened the door, "I don't know what will happen if you look like that."

"How could it be? I feel sorry for the young master the most," Jiang Xingchu still smiled and pushed his shoulder as he walked in, "The young master is seriously injured. I'm here to push the uterus and activate your blood circulation."

...

...

After all, the Xue family has a rich heritage, and the private room used to entertain guests is also quite luxurious, with ink screens and gilt stoves.

After Jiang Xingchu left, he sent several maids away, and when he was alone in the room, the man's face finally turned a little pale.

It's not because of the injury, but the combination of the internal skills of the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills in the Jingshishu Book is simply the ultimate endurance... I don't know how these two skills that can contain the meaning of all things coexist.

He was afraid of the kind of blood evil entering his body.

At that time, he did not lose his mind. Instead, he clearly knew what he was doing and what he was thinking. It was as if his aura was at an infinite height, unrestrained, and he even lost his respect for life.

Just like when he killed for the first time, he was still complacent about being an "old gamer"... That was a living person, not playing a game.

‘Scarlet Emperor...it can only be me. It can only be me.’ The bit of luck in the man’s heart was gone, and all that was left was happiness.

Fortunately, Luo Qingni was able to slap him at the critical moment...

"Huh."

Thinking of her, Fang Xiwen breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down on the chair.

After a long while, he called out the control panel and selected [Summon Biluo Sword Immortal in the Spiritual Realm]

The woman in green clothes seemed to stand out from the air, standing gracefully.

The sword fairy could see the doubts in his heart at a glance, and said coldly, brushing his sleeves: "I advise you not to ask anything."

"But I have guessed a lot of things... I am really a villain, in your world, right?" Fang Xiwen blinked, as if asking, but also talking to himself.<

/p>

In fact, there is nothing to ask. The Scarlet Emperor is not a good thing at first glance, and he can kill with just one glance.

Damn it, how could I be like that?

"No comment." Jian Xian's oval face was still expressionless.

She really looks like Luo Qingni, delicate and beautiful, like hibiscus growing out of clear water, but her eyebrows are longer, and she doesn't wear makeup, so she looks more mature. Even wearing Tsing Yi is exactly the same.

"Forget it, can I ask what you like to eat?"

"?"

The sword fairy was startled, and he didn't understand why the topic jumped here.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen stood up and took out a piece of insulated ubu and a few dry logs from the mustard seed ring. "The grilled fish on West Street is delicious. I asked them for the spice recipe and wanted to try making it myself."

For a moment.

I don’t know if it suits her taste..."

"?"

Although his expression was confused, Sword Fairy actually understood a little bit.

He wants to use this method to strengthen the relationship between "self" and "the world", avoid entering that state again, or increase the certainty of "changing back".

In layman's terms, it means deepening the relationship... But why are you looking for me?!

"I, I think that even if it doesn't taste good, she will definitely finish it with her eyes narrowed, but I still hope to see her really feeling it tastes good.

So, can I ask you to try it?" The man blushed, clasped his hands and lowered his head.

The swordsman who was about to attack was suddenly stunned.

At this moment, countless scenes flashed back in her mind and finally settled.

It was the pale gold body that reached the sky and the earth that suddenly appeared, suppressing all directions, and then slapped it with a slap——

Damn it, how could he be like this?

Seeing the tenderness between his brows and the shy expression with his head lowered, the sword fairy couldn't react in time, and he nodded inadvertently, and when he came to his senses, it was already too late.

"Thank you!"

Fang Xiwen clasped his hands together happily, then showed a big smile, and began to place spices and various bottles on the cloth, and started to light a fire.

Old Li Tou's brother-in-law's grilled fish stall is on West Street, and I got these seasonings from him.

It's not a favor exchanged for a blind date, but a favor sold by the stall owner to the "Romantic Sword"...

This Ubu is made of a special material and can prevent open flames to a certain extent, but it is a bit unsatisfactory when it comes to making clothes and has no heat insulation.

Seeing that the fire was lit, Fang Xiwen stood up and went to open the windows on all sides. He found that the sword fairy was looking straight over, not knowing what he was thinking.

Speaking of which, the first time I cooked for the silly girl, it was porridge cooked in the wild. She seemed to have the same expression at the time...

"Pfft."

"Why are you laughing?"

"I...I think of happy things."

Looking at the flames licking the fish's belly, the expression on the man's face gradually relaxed, because the uneasiness caused by the Scarlet Emperor slowly dissipated.

This was a crucian carp with tender meat that had been preserved using a special technique. It was still fresh even after being placed in a mustard ring for several days. Seeing that the skin was getting burnt, he turned it over and sprinkled some salt on it.

In fact, Fang Xiwen didn't realize it himself. He seemed to have finally started to live his life after having been muddling along.

He will pay attention to what delicious food he encounters, he will discuss the gains and losses with others, and he will estimate the expenses for the day... He no longer doesn't care, so the world opens up to him.

The green onion and ginger slices in the belly of the fish began to fall off, but Fang Xiwen didn't care. Anyway, the fishy smell was gone... He made a few marks to reveal the white and tender meat, and then sprinkled some spices.

‘Gulu.’

The rich aroma came, and the already insulated "delicious food" reappeared in front of her. The dead part of Jianxian's heart seemed to be touched. She leaned forward unconsciously and moved her throat.

...It smells so good.

Not long after, a grilled fish with golden skin and sprinkled with spices was handed over.

The sword fairy stretched out his hand to take it. He was so impatient that he didn't realize it. His delicate lips moved slightly and he blinked. "The taste is weak."

"Really? In fact, I felt it when I was making it. Her taste is quite strong..." Fang Xiwen said thoughtfully and suddenly closed her mouth.

He found that the sword fairy was still eating.

It looked like he was taking small bites, but he was eating it very quickly, and he quickly ate a complete fish bone, which he placed on the ground without a red face or a heartbeat.

"Is it delicious?"

"Hmm... um." Jianxian raised his eyes to look at him, seeming hesitant to speak.

This guy reacted too quickly, and the method he used to escape the Scarlet Emperor was completely correct. Luo Qingni could change him back with a slap in the face before, but now Jiang Xingchu can do it with words.

As long as it's someone he "cares about", it will be effective... But why are you looking for me?

What do you mean by this expression, blushing and smiling, am I your wife?!

Bang!

At this moment, Jianxian was holding back his anger, and the door of the wing was pushed open, and a clear voice sounded: "What are you burning... It smells so good!"

Jiang Xingchu, dressed in an underskirt, appeared at the door, walked over briskly, looked at the fish bones on the ground, and his eyes widened: "Eating alone again!"

Fang Xiwen was startled, and after realizing that the sword fairy had left, he smiled at her, raised the bamboo stick in his hand, "Would you like the secret spices of the grilled fish stall on West Street?"

"Okay, okay." Jiang Xingchu sat directly opposite him.

"Knock on the door next time you come in."

"Are you doing something wrong?"

"This is basic etiquette, okay!"

"My tutoring is so bad, I'm sorry," Jiang Xingchu narrowed his eyes with a smile and pointed to the door, "It's a mess outside, and Mr. Jiang can't handle it. Let me invite you over."

"Okay, I'll finish baking this for you." Fang Xiwen smiled without raising his head.

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So he lit the firewood again, the moonlight outside the window was clear, and the room became quiet, with only sporadic crackling sounds left.

The two always have a tacit understanding.

Just like Jiang Xingchu would not ask him why he could absorb the blood evil energy, he would not ask Jiang Xingchu if he had found what he wanted.

In fact, whether it is the head of the old family or Zhu Yiwu, her words always imply: This is a star palace, and she has always been prepared for the altar...

There may be elements to instigate internal strife between the two, but Fang Xiwen knows that what they say is true.

But so what... The two are just temporary accomplices. For Fang Xiwen, all he can do is help when he punishes evil and stop when he does evil.

As for her purpose, if Jiang Xingchu is willing to say the best, but if he is not willing, then forget it.

"Okay."

"Thank you, Master~" Jiang Xingchu reached out and took the grilled fish and thanked her tenderly.

"The second one baked tonight should be quite successful. If you like it light, I didn't add anything like pepper." Fang Xiwen pointed to the small jar on the ground and stood up. "You can add it yourself if you want to change the taste."

, just brush it on with a small brush."

Jiang Xingchu was startled.

He walked all the way to the door. In the middle of the night, a cold evening breeze blew into his chest. The soles of the man's feet went weak, and he stretched out his hand to hold the door frame.

Zhu Yiwu's punch was really fierce, and his understanding of the true meaning was clearly better than his...

But that battle was not all bad. The acupuncture points related to his ear apertures had already been condensed to a certain extent. After the blood evil entered the body, they opened a lot of them. It won't be long before he can try to open them.

"Hello."

Jiang Xingchu's cold voice suddenly came over. When he turned around, something flew over and he reached out to catch it.

This is a round jade that is blood red and cold to the touch.

Boom!

His mind seemed to be shaken, as if an endless mountain of corpses and sea of ​​​​blood emerged. The feeling of alienation reappeared and was suppressed by him again.

This is the reason why the entrance to the spiritual realm is opened here. Someone is guiding him to get this thing... Fang Xiwen turned around and looked at the girl eating fish, "What do you mean?"

"Give you a look."

"This is what you are looking for, what is it?"

"I don't know," Jiang Xingchu finished eating the fish, threw the bamboo stick on the ground, and shot out a thread to pull the blood jade back, "I only know that it is very important to you."

She turned over her hand to put the jade away and looked over expressionlessly.

"The same goes for you," Fang Xiwen came back and sat down opposite her, feeling helpless, "Why bother... If you don't take it out, I will never know."

"I can't rest assured, can't I?"

Jiang Xingchu looked at him coldly like he was angry, trying to learn something now.

We obviously agreed that we are accomplices, so why don’t we just use each other, but we insist on doing this and that, saying ‘Why should I scold you’ and ‘I can’t trust you’, this is so stupid.

What's even more stupid is that this person really doesn't want to ask anything, it might kill you!

"Okay, okay, what's wrong?" Seeing her staring, Fang Xiwen laughed instead, "Let me confirm, this thing has different meanings to us, right?"

"Well. It's a token."

"But for me, it is a useful prop..."

This can allow him to enter the "Scarlet Emperor" state. If someone can restrain him next to him, this will be a controllable ghost transformation, which can greatly increase his combat power.

And taking ten thousand steps back, even if he holds this thing in his hand and doesn't use it, he can still prevent bad people from trying to harm him.

"The 'blood energy' has been stored in it, so it is red. If you are just using it as a token, what's the same as leaving an empty shell?" Fang Xiwen thought for a while and said.

"That's right." Jiang Xingchu remained expressionless.

She is really angry. Does this idiot really think everyone is like him?

If this lady wants to harm you, what are you going to do?!

"Fang Xiwen, don't think that everyone is so kind. If something like this happens again in the future -" Jiang Xingchu had a cold face and gritted his teeth.

"I should be able to find you an empty shell."
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