Fairy, I really am a villain!

In the nearest room, several bandits who had just been imprisoned were squatting together. They looked much thinner and their spirits were extremely depressed.

The soles of their feet were glowing with blood-red array patterns, flowing into the depths of the darkness.

Other than that, no breath of any living creature could be sensed.

"...In order to prevent them from losing too much energy and falling asleep, you even brought some kudzu grass," Fang Xiwen grabbed his collar with cold eyes, "How considerate."

"Third Young Master, I don't know why you are so angry." Now that he was exposed, the head of the police gradually calmed down and looked at him indifferently, "You must know how many evils these bandits have done. They deserve to die."

"They deserved to die, but not at your hands."

"It should not be used as nourishment for evil practitioners."

boom!

He threw the captain directly against the wall, and the latter hit the wall and his body slowly slid down.

“Help, help…”

These strong bandits were already so weak that even their cries for help became extremely faint.

Walking towards the cell, Fang Qingxiao, who was usually calm, had a slightly changed expression.

Inside were cold corpses, some even looked like the skeletons of children...

She found the core of the formation and smashed it into pieces with one sword.

The thick white fog lost its restraint and began to dissipate violently in all directions.

"Who ordered you?"

Fang Xiwen picked him up and put the tip of the sword against his throat.

Faced with the threat, the captain became calmer and asked, "Do you know why only the jailer is guarding here?"

"No blood essence was found." Fang Qingxiao walked over and shook her head slightly.

Hearing this, the head of the police laughed triumphantly: "Because it has been taken away! If you kill me, not only will you gain nothing, but you will also be charged with the crime of killing an official appointed by the imperial court!"

"Why should we sympathize with these death row prisoners? These bandits deserve to die!"

"Then explain to me what happened to the corpses of those children." His voice was as cold as anyone else's. The tip of the sword scraped out streaks of blood. "If the reason does not satisfy me, I will make you die in an ugly way."

The head constable stared at him with wide eyes, as if he had discovered some huge joke. "Third Young Master, don't you know what it means to kill all nine clans? Some of them were exiled here from the Divine Capital. It's all recorded in the files."

"..."

"Their crimes are more serious than those of the bandits. Everything I did was legal and compliant—"

The captain of the police could no longer speak because a long sword had already stabbed into his stomach.

"Since you don't want to tell me, I'll check it myself," Fang Xiwen drew out his sword and threw him to the ground, "You can experience their pain here."

"Xiwen."

"I am fine."

Allowing the captain to look at him with hatred, Fang Xiwen sheathed his sword and nodded to his sister, "I'll go feed them some Qi and Blood Pills, and you can just stay outside."

After much difficulty in uncovering the conspiracy, he ended up only killing an accomplice and saving three bandits.

He doesn't blame himself for things he can't do, he just hates this feeling of powerlessness.

Killing nine generations of a clan...Some of these people may not even know the criminals, but they are being killed just because of a tenuous blood relationship. This does not make sense.

Fang Xiwen broke a pill into pieces and fed them to the bandits one by one, sending out streams of true Qi to help them digest them.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a corner of the cage and his pupils shrank suddenly.

boom!

Fang Qingxiao heard the noise and rushed over with a sword in hand, and found that his brother had rushed into a cage and picked up a small body.

"Sister, there's still breath!"

His ecstatic voice rang out, and Fang Xiwen carefully held his hand as if treating something fragile, passing strands of true energy to him.

Then, he took out the containers and tools, started a fire on the spot, and diluted the mild medicinal medicine with water.

The child, who was as thin as a skeleton, had his eyes closed tightly, was dirty, had dry hair, and only his lips were slightly opening and closing, looking so fragile that he seemed like he would suddenly disappear.

This is a child who has no relatives in the world, just like him.

Kill nine clans...He was dragged into this world, does that also count as killing nine clans?

K.

From the perspective of never seeing his relatives again or hearing their voices again, he is so similar to this child.

"I have already informed the elders of the sect..."

As she was talking, Fang Qingxiao was suddenly stunned. She saw the young man lowered his head with a sad expression.

It was as if a bird that had strayed from the flock had discovered its own kind.

Chapter 34 Greed

Miasma swamp.

Yue Zhengfang had watched the two men fight for dozens of moves, and the more he watched, the more frightened he became.

The man in the Taoist robe had at least seven orifices opened, and his claw techniques were refined. After a few moves, he officially took out his long sword. His sword skills were as powerful as a mountain, and even the air around him was suppressed and trembled.

The feather of the Emperor of Heaven naturally highlights the majesty of the emperor. Wherever the sword points, heaven and earth cannot tolerate it!

However, the boy who had just opened his eyes was able to fight the opponent on equal terms or even have a slight advantage.

boom!

The black sword fell down again. Yun Jian fought it hard from the side, but was blasted back several steps!

"What kind of magic skills are you practicing?!"

Yun Jian has already broken through the defense. In a protracted battle like this, all of his seven orifices are open, and his inner world is in a cycle. His true energy, strength, and body skills are all superior to his.

Not only did they fail to gain the upper hand, but they were even beaten back?

"Die!"

As he performed each move, the red in Ye Baiyu's eyes became more and more captivating. A thin layer of blood mist covered his body, and he looked like a Shura.

"Wind and fire roll a thousand miles!"

He shouted loudly, gripped the sword with both hands, rolled up the blood mist, and a hurricane hit Yun Jian, knocking him back with blood spitting out!

At this moment, the faint light from the ring on his right finger gradually faded.

'Although this Blood Soul Technique has amazing effects, the backlash is also extremely serious...'

In order to protect Ye Baiyu, most of the soul power that the old man had gathered with great difficulty was consumed in this battle.

As he fell asleep, the blood mist on Ye Baiyu's body gradually dissipated, and his moves were no longer as violent as before.

Even when swinging this great sword, one has to rotate to gain leverage!

when!

Yun Jian was delighted after easily blocking the sword, and quickly chased after him with his sword in hand: "You are already at the end of your strength, why bother holding on!"

The scarlet in Ye Baiyu's eyes faded away, and a strong sense of powerlessness surged from all parts of his body -

I am not willing to accept this.

I can't die here!

He swung the sword desperately, but was still caught in a flaw, and Yun Jian's claw almost ripped him open!

Finally, he sat down on the ground, covering his chest, and staring at Yun Jian.

"Using your eye orifices to fight against the seven orifices, you can still fight evenly," Yun Jian grinned, greed flashing in his eyes, "I will turn your spirit body into a sky lantern and torture you to find out that magic skill!"

"Don't even think about it."

Ye Baiyu said in a cold voice, sitting on the ground and crawling backwards.

'Mr. Han, is there any solution?!'

"I have already advised you," the old voice was rarely angry, "but you insisted on having your own way, and now you come to beg me for help?!"

The ring flashed and then completely dimmed.

Seeing this, Yun Jian's eyes lit up, "Oh, your ring is also a good treasure. Be obedient, and I will keep it for you."

"I can give this to you, but if you kill me, you won't know how to use it." Ye Baiyu took off the ring and held it in his hand.

"I'll torture the truth out of you!"

"Before that, I will destroy it," Ye Baiyu's eyes were cold, and the hand holding the ring gradually exerted force, "That is not a magic skill at all, it is the power of the ring."

Hearing this, Yun Jian's pace gradually slowed down.

Regardless of whether what he said was true or false, his combat power close to the seven orifices was there.

Ye Baiyu has no ability to resist anymore and is like a fish at the mercy of others. As long as he is careful, the magic power, the ring and all the treasures on his body will be his!

Greed took over his mind, taking root in his heart and growing.

At this moment, Ye Baiyu's eyes lit up with joy, and he shouted behind him, "Yichuan? Why are you here!"

"You want this? Boy, you are afraid that——"

Yun Jian was grinning when a knife tip suddenly pierced through his abdomen. After twisting it hard, it was pulled out suddenly!

puff puff!

He looked back in disbelief for the last time, and saw a burly man with a square face!

"Yichuan..."

"Bai Yu! Don't talk, I'm here to save you!"

Yun Yichuan quickly took out the medicine and applied it on his hideous wound.

At this time, Ye Baiyu was finally able to take a breath, "Yichuan, why are you..."

"It's a long story, let's go out first."