Cheeky Sword God

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"Are you as heartless and heartless as you?" Yunhe snorted, but after all, Yun He stopped.

"Nonsense, you haven't touched it yet, how do you know that I am heartless?" He glanced at Yunhe with a look of disdain, and Wu Chi seemed to have thought of something, and said with a very skeptical expression, "No, did you take advantage of it? Did I sneak in while I was asleep?"

"..." When encountering such a rascal, Yun He suddenly felt that the whole person was not good. If it were not for Luo Ying's possibility to come at any time, he would have the urge to strangle the bastard.

"What are you nervous about? Except for refusing to accompany you to sleep, you are still doing pretty well." Wu Chi said lazily with a smile on his mouth.

Refuse to sleep with you? ! !

Hearing this, Yunhe couldn't help it anymore, and pulled his hand towards someone's ear as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Hey, hello! I am a patient! You can't bully the patient!" Wu Chi shrank his head and continued to talk nonsense with aggrieved expression.

"Shut up!" With a black face, Yun He gritted his teeth and glared at Wu Chi and cursed.

"Stop! Oh, stop!" Wu Chi said with a grin when Yunhe held his ear severely.

"Let you talk nonsense!"

"No, behind you..." Wu Chi wanted to say it again, but Yun He couldn't hear it at all in annoyance, and still didn't mean to stop.

"It seems that you have been quite comfortable."

Suddenly, Yun He suddenly heard a faint voice behind him.

After a moment of loss of consciousness, Yun He could not help but froze after Yun He reacted.

"The disciple sees Lord Sword!"

In an instant, Yun He turned around and knelt down. Thinking of the way he was just now, Yun He's face flushed with shame, and he had already cursed Wu Chi over and over again in his heart.

Waved his hand, Luo Ying said casually, "No need to be polite, get up."

Compared to Yunhe's tension, Wu Chi is much more natural. "The disciple pays respects to Master."

Sitting down casually on the chair next to him, Luo Ying gave Wu Chi a glance, "Okay, I have seen it, don't you need to continue lying on the bed to pretend to be wronged, and you can't get up?"

Luo Ying's mind was broken, Wu Chi couldn't help but smile a little awkwardly. Yi Gulu got up, "What do you mean by pretending to be wronged. Isn't it right?"

After such a short talk, Yunhe finally reacted and turned around to prepare tea.

Shaking his head, Luo Ying couldn't help being a little amused. He pointed to Wu Chi and said, "Why didn't you see that you are so tired at the beginning."

Angrily stroked his nose, Wu Chi immediately sat down beside Luo Ying.

"What's the matter with Mount Mang?"

Raising his eyebrows, Luo Ying asked lightly.

Although in fact, some have been heard. But what I heard from others is naturally different from what I heard from Wu Chi.

Of course, this statement also has another meaning, which is to tell Wu Chi that it doesn't matter what outsiders say, he only believes Wu Chi's words.

With a slight warmth in his heart, Wu Chi told the story honestly.

of course. To Sword Master Xiushui, Wu Chi said that because there was no evidence, he had nothing to say. But in front of Luo Ying, there is no need for evidence, just telling the matter is enough.

At the time of speaking, Yunhe had already brought up the tea. Listening to Wu Chi's words, there was never a point.

"Bai Rong..." Luo Ying said lightly, tapping his finger on the teacup in his hand, "I remember this name, and it has been very well received by the disciple. You and him are different, I'm afraid it won't take any advantage. ."

Nodded slightly. Wu Chi naturally understood this truth, otherwise he would not have said anything when facing Sword Master Xiushui.

Don't talk about others, even Yunhe, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes or experienced it, I'm afraid he would choose to believe in Bai Rong instead of himself.

"I heard that you plan to share the victory with him during the Zongmen Grand Competition?" Luo Ying asked again without comment.

"Yes!" Wu Chi nodded seriously, and said slowly, "If you have suffered a loss, you have to get it back."

"Bai Rong's strength is also extremely high among the true biography disciples. In less than a hundred years, are you sure of it?" Luo Ying asked lightly while looking at Wu Chi.

"You have to try it." Shrugging, Wu Chi followed up and said, "Furthermore, even if he loses then, there is a master, he wouldn't dare to do anything to me."

This sentence Wu Chi said so emboldened that Luo Ying could not help but laugh.

"Your wishful thinking is very loud."

Listening to Wu Chi and Luo Ying talking, Yun He felt a little envious in his heart.

She only really saw Luo Ying's attitude towards Wu Chi today. Even though Wu Chi was so nonsense, Luo Ying was not angry. Obviously, she loved Wu Chi, a disciple.

"You have been in the sword prison for ten years, have you gained something?" Luo Ying asked again when the conversation turned around.

Speaking of this, Wu Chi did not immediately answer, but instead asked curiously, "Master, what is the matter with the sword qi in the sword prison?"

"Sword Ancestor's Guiyi Sword is placed in the Sword Prison, and the sword aura is also left by Jian Ancestor. It is both a punishment and a place of cultivation."

Nodded, Wu Chi replied, "The disciple has been in Hell Sword Prison for ten years, and seems to feel that there is a kendo supernatural power in that sword aura, but the disciple's cultivation is still shallow, and it is impossible to determine whether it is an illusion. "

Hearing Wu Chi's words, Luo Ying's eyes flashed with a sharp light, "Can you feel it?"

"Huh?" Wu Chi couldn't help asking, startled slightly, "Is it true?"

After a moment of silence, Luo Ying said, "In this case, it is also a chance for you. I ask you, would you like to go to sword prison again?"

Although Luo Ying didn't explain, Wu Chi could understand that his feelings are probably true, and this magical power is quite precious.

However, this is not what Wu Chi thought of at the moment, "Master, you mean, I don't need to know the sword prison?"

Wu Chi remembered clearly that Leng Xing Jianjun asked him to report back to the sword prison ten days later.

"Since you didn't kill people, you are not guilty, and naturally you don't have to go to the sword prison to be punished." Luo Ying said calmly, "My Luo Ying's disciple, it is not their turn to punish them."

Luo Ying's remarks were extremely domineering, not to mention Wu Chi, Yun He couldn't help but listen.

This is trying to smash the face of Lord Leng Xing Jian.

Among the entire sect, Luo Ying is probably the only one who has this courage and courage.

"At the beginning, I said that you would be free for a hundred years~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After looking at Wu Chi, Luo Ying continued, "Now, you decide what you want to do. "

After a pause, Luo Ying continued, "However, my return this time has delayed a lot of things. The Zongmen Grand Competition a hundred years later may not be able to come back in time."

"..." Hearing this, Wu Chi's face suddenly turned black.

I just said that when Luo Ying will be there, you don't need to care about Bai Rong. Now, in a blink of an eye, Luo Ying came here. If you say it was not intentional, can you believe it?

What shit, what you want to do, you decide for yourself! It’s better to say than to sing. It’s obvious that you have dug a hole and waited for yourself to jump down!

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, Luo Ying continued, "I remember you vowed to say that justice is only in the sword! You always have to pay a price if you want to ask for justice."

"..." Hearing this, Wu Chi was almost aggrieved and almost crying.

Obviously, what you said was to pretend to be coercive. Can you take it seriously? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation.)