Cheeky Sword God

　　 "Om!"

　　 A little green light shone from the tip of the sword. Although it was only a flash, Wu Chi's face still showed an ecstasy.

　　 That little green light is nothing but sword energy!

　　 Even though it was very weak and could not even hold a breath, it meant that after two months of hard cultivation, Wu Chi finally broke the limit, and it also meant that such persistence finally worked.

　　 The sword qi that had just grown in his body disappeared in a blink of an eye, but Wu Chi could feel that just now, the silent sword gall in his body finally moved.

　　 "Sword Qi? Have you recovered?"

　　 Almost at the same time, Wu Chi's ear suddenly heard a surprise voice.

　　 There is no need to look back, Wu Chi can also know who it is.

　　 There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Little Demon Girl, are you back?"

　　 "What did you call me just now?" Yuan Ziyi ran away instantly.

　　 "...Zi Yi, I call you Zi Yi." His heart tightened, but Wu Chi's face showed an aggrieved expression, as if he had really called Zi Yi just now.

　　 Yuan Ziyi, who originally wanted to use the title to clean up Wu Chi, couldn't hold his face suddenly and burst out with a smile.

　　 Seeing Yuan Ziyi again, Wu Chi is also very happy, especially when this kind of sword energy has just recondensed, "Grandpa drunkard, but often talk about you."

　　 "He didn't miss me, he was thinking about the wine." He curled his lips, and Yuan Ziyi rolled his eyes and said, "However, I couldn't steal the wine this time. The drunkard grandpa waited for nothing."

　　 "By the way, you really recovered?" Yuan Ziyi replied, remembering the Jian Qi he had just seen, and asked again.

"Not yet." Shaking his head, Wu Chi explained, "The sword energy that has just been condensed can't stay in the body at all and has already dispersed. However, I think it should be effective. If you hold on for a while, it should be hopeful. of."

　　 "That's it!" Yuan Ziyi patted Wu Chi on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, I believe you, you will definitely be able to recover! By the way, this time, I brought you good things back."

　　 "Good stuff?" Wu Chi asked in a puzzled manner.

　　 "Hehe, don't tell Grandpa Drunkard, Grandpa Drunkard doesn't like me touching this." He smiled and took out a **** sword from his body and handed it to Wu Chi.

　　 "Sword Gallbladder?!"

　　 was shocked, Wu Chi looked at Yuan Ziyi in disbelief.

　　 "Not only a sword, but also a middle-grade sword, you are about to refining, maybe it can help you reconsolidate the sword energy." Yuan Ziyi said triumphantly.

　　 "Did you buy it at the dark auction?" Wu Chi thought of it for the first time, naturally the dark auction.

　　 However, he immediately reacted. With the little demon's temperament, I am afraid I would not go to the Dark Auction so honestly to buy it! Moreover, the sword gall is different from others, even though it is rarely seen in the dark auction, let alone the middle-grade sword gall, how can it be such a coincidence.

　　 "You killed someone, you took it?" Wu Chi's face suddenly changed.

　　 "Of course, this girl didn't waste the money to buy it, besides, she won't find a seller for a while," Yuan Ziyi said disapprovingly.

　　 "Making a fool!"

　　 Wu Chi suddenly sank his face!

　　 Although Iron Sword Gate is only a third-rate sect, it also belongs to the right way. The education he received since childhood has resisted this vicious method! If it was bought from the dark auction, it would be fine, but Yuan Ziyi had killed others abruptly and picked it up.

　　 Yuan Ziyi didn't expect Wu Chi to have such a big reaction, and his face suddenly changed.

　　 "Anyone who can condense swordsmanship is a genius of swordsmanship. How can you kill innocent people in order to extract swordsmanship?"

　　 "What does his innocence or innocence have to do with me?" Yuan Ziyi snorted coldly, "If it weren't for worrying about your difficulty in recovering, do you think this girl is rare to be brave?"

　　 Hearing this, Wu Chi's expression lightened slightly, "Even so, you shouldn't kill the innocent! Forcibly extracting the sword gall, this method is too vicious, not to mention the drunkard is not happy, I also hate it."

　　'S face was white with anger, Yuan Ziyi sneered, "I was originally a little demon girl, and I have a vicious nature. If you hate me, just say it, why bother?"

　　 Angrily threw the sword on Wu Chi, Yuan Ziyi said coldly, "You are an expert of righteousness, you are not at odds with the little demon like me, don't pull it down, just throw it away."

　　 After saying this, Yuan Ziyi turned around and left.

　　 This time, she was so angry with Wu Chi that she almost didn't cry.

With such a big life, it was the first time that she cared about others like this, suffered so much, and took such a big risk. She hurriedly rushed back to him excitedly. Not only did she fail to do well, she was also scolded as vicious. His grievances are simply described in words.

　　 only took a few steps, Yuan Ziyi, who was aggrieved and annoyed, felt the darkness in front of him, and fell softly to the ground.

　　 "Purple clothes!"

　　 Perceiving the abnormality of Yuan Ziyi, Wu Chi was shocked suddenly, his figure shook slightly, and he rushed over and hugged Yuan Ziyi in his arms.

　　 I haven't felt it just now, and now he is holding Yuan Ziyi in his arms, and he clearly feels Yuan Ziyi's weakness. The original ruddy face is now extremely pale.

　　 At this moment, Wu Chi suddenly awakened. Those characters who had condensed the guts were undoubtedly not real masters. With Yuan Ziyi's strength, if he wanted to attack such a person, he had to draw his sword and gall, thinking with his toes, knowing that he would have suffered a great deal and risked his life to succeed.

　　 I did all this to help him.

　　 At this point, Wu Chi's heart suddenly felt regret. Not only did he not thank her, but he was annoyed because the method of drawing sword gall was too vicious, and it was too hurtful.

　　 Yuan Ziyi itself lost too much blood because of forcibly urging Zihua Xing Luo Umbrella. He fainted, and soon became sober, and stretched out his hand to push Wu Chi.

　　 "I am a vicious little demon girl, leave it alone."

　　 When he was tired, Yuan Ziyi didn't have much strength at all. Naturally, it was impossible to push Wu Chi, but he exposed his weakness even more.

　　 With a slight force on his arms, Wu Chi immediately hugged Yuan Ziyi, "Don't move, you are injured, I will take you to the drunkard grandpa."

　　 "You let me go, don't care about you." Yuan Ziyi was still angry, struggling to get down.

　　 "Slow windy!" Holding Yuan Ziyi tightly, Wu Chi strode towards the thatched cottage.

　　 "Asshole, you let me down!" Under weakness, Yuan Ziyi couldn't get rid of it at all. He cursed angrily. When he saw Wu Chi ignore him, he bit on Wu Chi's shoulder in one bite.

　　 Shoulder pain, Wu Chi frowned slightly, but still did not let go of Yuan Ziyi, instead slapped the little demon girl's **** with a slap.

　　 "嘤咛!"

　　 The little demon girl, who was still aggressive, was beaten on her butt, and she immediately softened, her face almost dripping bleeding, her mind was blank, where she still bite.

　　 At this moment, what Yuan Ziyi's mind remembered was what Wu Chi had said when she used a sword to pierce Wu Chi's ass. When she recovers later, she must have broken her ass.

　　 Although the **** hasn't been smashed now, the hot pain made the little demon girl almost fainted and embarrassed.

　　 In a short moment, Wu Chi hugged Yuan Ziyi to the front of the thatched cottage.

　　 "Grandpa drunkard, come and take a look, Ziyi seems to be injured."

　　 Seeing Wu Chi holding Yuan Ziyi, the old man was a bit stunned at first. Now he heard Wu Chi's words, he was shocked and walked out of the medicine garden a few steps, "Go to the room and let me see."

　　 was taken into the room, put on the bed, and left Wu Chi's arms. Yuan Ziyi's head was slightly awake, his face flushed, and his eyes were closed tightly, wishing to faint.

　　 But the old man didn't notice these details. In worry, he reached out to put his hand on Yuan Ziyi's wrist, but his brow suddenly frowned.

　　 "Little Ziyi, who did you do it with? Why did you lose so much blood?"

　　 Before Yuan Ziyi could answer, Wu Chi sold her directly.

　　 "Zi Yi, in order to help me, drew other people's sword gall, these injuries should have been injured during the fight."

"Naughty! Who told you to take the courage of others?" The old man's beard was erected. "No, it is impossible for you to beat someone who has condensed courage. You are How did it hurt?"

　　 After another thought, the old man reacted and asked in a deep voice.

　　 was sold clean by Wu Chi, and he couldn't even deny it. Yuan Ziyi grinned his teeth angrily, wishing to kill this **** just now.

　　 However, under the eyes of the old man ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, after all, he still had to confess honestly.

　　 "I stole Grandpa's purple star umbrella."

　　 "……"

　　 Wu Chi didn't understand what the Zihua Xing Luo umbrella was, but the old man was so surprised that he almost did not pull his beard off.

　　 "You, girl, why are you so bold?"

　　 However, when he said that, he also understood why Yuan Ziyi lost too much blood and was able to kill a master who had condensed his guts.

　　 "Grandpa drunkard? Is she okay with Ziyi?" Wu Chi didn't know what Zihua Xingluo meant, and he was not concerned about it at the moment.

　　 "It's just a lot of blood loss. Although there is a slight injury, it doesn't matter. Just a few days off." Shaking his head, the old man replied, but his face was still very ugly, staring at him.

　　 "Little girl, do you know how dangerous this is?"

　　 Zihua Xing Luo Umbrella is simply not Yuan Ziyi's current strength can control, relying on the power of blood, barely aroused, it is extremely dangerous in itself, if the opponent can hold on for a while, maybe Yuan Ziyi will die.

　　 "Isn't it okay, grandpa drunkard, don't you scold me!" Yuan Ziyi whispered, holding the old man's hand pitifully.

　　 "I won't scold you? Hey, little girl, you are making a big deal this time. After the old guy knows about it, he can't spare you! You are getting bolder!"

　　 fiercely nodded Yuan Ziyi's small head with his finger, and the old man blew his beard and stared.