Cheeky Sword God

　　 Lying on the ground, letting the stars shine on him, holding the blood-colored sword in his hand, Wu Chi couldn't help feeling a little lost.

　　 Although he doesn't like Yuan Ziyi's guts, but seeing what Yuan Ziyi looks like now, where does he still have the slightest accusation?

　　 He is not a fool. At this point, Yuan Ziyi's mind, he naturally sees it clearly, but now it seems that he is only pretending to be confused. The most difficult thing in the world to bear, seems to be the grace of beauty.

　　 The strand of blue silk is still in his arms, even though he is moved in his heart, how can he accept this feeling calmly?

　　 "Little guy, do you want to drink?"

　　 Walking out of the thatched house, the old man saw Wu Chi lying on the ground at a glance, and came over with the wine jar.

　　 "Grandpa drunkard!"

　　 got up from the ground, Wu Chi hurriedly took over the wine jar.

　　 "Little guy, looking at you, it seems unhappy." Waved his hand to stop Wu Chi from saluting, the old man sat down on the ground casually, "Sit, sit down and say."

　　 "No, it's just thinking of some past things." Sitting down again, Wu Chi concealed.

　　 "I'm not honest." Glancing, the old man didn't ask any more, his gaze fell on the sword in Wu Chi's hand, "Listen to that little girl, you have regained the sword energy today?"

　　 "It's just a little bit, and it dissipated without even being able to maintain a breath." Wu Chi shook his head.

　　 The old man was slightly taken aback when he heard this. When Yuan Ziyi said before, he thought that the little girl was talking nonsense, but now he heard Wu Chi admit it personally, still a little unbelievable.

　　 "Did you really condense sword energy again?"

　　 "Is that so, what's the matter?" Wu Chi asked puzzledly.

　　 "It doesn't make sense!" The old man frowned tightly, and stretched out his hand to lift Wu Chi's pulse, "It's strange, the injury to the foundation of kendo has really recovered."

　　 Hearing this, Wu Chi's spirits lifted up, "Grandpa drunkard, in that case, am I right?"

　　 "It's hard to tell." After thinking about it, the old man said slowly, "Anyway, it's always good to get relief. Maybe you little guy can really do miracles?"

　　 "I think as long as I keep going, maybe it won't take long before I can regain the sword energy." Wu Chi said confidently.

　　 "What do you plan to do with this sword gall?" The old man slowly asked when his eyes fell on the sword gall.

　　 A little startled, Wu Chi also hesitated.

　　The method of extracting sword gall is too vicious, it can be said to be a taboo, but this sword gall was collected by Yuan Ziyi forcibly killing people. If it is according to the standard of righteous behavior, he will definitely not use it.

　　 But, thinking of the danger Yuan Ziyi has endured for this sword and his heart, hesitated.

　　 seemed to see Wu Chi's thoughts, the old man said softly, "Little guy, are you from the right way?"

　　 "I am a small sect, but I also belong to the righteous sect. Master also taught me righteousness and justice since childhood, and distinguished right from wrong." When it comes to Master, Wu Chi's expression is straight.

　　 "There is no sense of school size, you can teach a disciple like you, your master is amazing." The old man nodded.

　　'S own talent and strength is nothing more, the most commendable Wu Chi's courage and heart, it is precisely because of the appreciation of these qualities in Wu Chi that he is so close to Wu Chi.

　　 "Master has adhered to the kendo throughout his life, and is upright. Although my iron sword gate is small, but the disciples of the master's school follow the teachings, and dare not insult the honor of the master."

　　 There was a dignified color in Wu Chi's eyes, and he said seriously.

　　 In fact, this is not a boast. All Tiejianmen's direct disciples, regardless of their talents and strengths, are undoubtedly worthy of this sentence in terms of behavior and will.

　　 "In this case, according to the standard of righteousness, you should throw this sword." The old man nodded noncommittal and said softly.

　　 "……"

　　 Slightly stagnated, Wu Chi still held the sword in his hand, was silent for a long time, but finally shook his head.

　　 "The sword and gallbladder were brought back by Ziyi through hardships and dangers. If I threw it away, wouldn't I betray her good intentions?"

　　 "But this sword was taken by her for murder. If you use it, wouldn't it be against the right way?" The old man asked in a deep voice.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wu Chi slowly replied, “I don’t understand, what is the right way! Don’t hide from the drunkard grandfather, I have killed Tianshan disciples, I have also been to Kunlun, and I almost came to Kunlun’s sect. What I can see is that even the disciples of Tianshan and Kunlun have evil spirits, and they are more vicious than those of evil ways."

　　 "Oh?" It was the first time that the old man heard Wu Chi mention it and did not interrupt, waiting for Wu Chi to continue explaining.

　　 Now Wu Chi is no longer alert to the old man, and slowly tells the story of Jianying Villa.

　　 "Outrageous!"

　　 Even if he didn't witness it, the old man was smashed into the wine jar with anger.

　　 "Yes, this is the so-called decent way! If this is the so-called right way, then what is the evil way?"

　　 Wu Chi smiled bitterly, and continued, "I don't understand what is the right way, but I know what is right and what is right and what is wrong. As long as I act against my conscience, I can be ashamed of myself."

"Zi Yi took the risk of taking the sword for me. I shouldn't live up to this kindness." Looking at the sword in his hand, Wu Chi said softly, "If I recover, I will definitely find out the people killed by Zi Yi in the future. , Good or evil! If the innocent dies, I will do my best to compensate his relatives, so that it is not against my heart."

　　 "If they knew that a little girl was killed, they must kill the little girl for revenge? Wouldn't it be difficult for you to be caught in the middle?" the old man asked again.

With a free smile, Wu Chi said softly, "Am I the pedantic person? Doing good deeds does not necessarily need a reason, right? Besides, as long as I do what I want and don't violate my heart, that's it. This is it. In this world, there is no absolute right or wrong for grievances. If they still want revenge in the future, I will follow suit on behalf of Ziyi."

　　 Hearing the words, the old man suddenly laughed and exclaimed in a soft voice, "What a good one does not violate my heart, little guy, you have a good master!"

　　 "Who wants you to pay me back, what I did myself will naturally be borne by myself, and you don't need to be troublesome."

　　 After speaking, Yuan Ziyi's voice rang from behind.

　　 Yuan Ziyi itself just lost too much blood and was a little tired. After resting in the house for a while, he has recovered a lot, and soon after the old man came out, he also came out.

　　 was always eavesdropping, but now hearing Wu Chi's words, he couldn't help but jump out.

　　 After a slight start, Wu Chi smiled and shook his head, and didn't say anything to her.

　　 Although I was complaining about Wu Chi's troubles, I was secretly happy when I heard what Wu Chi had said before. In the afternoon, the resentment caused by Wu Chi's scolding her also disappeared.

"You can use it with ease. The person I killed was from the blood sect, and I cultivated the blood river sword qi. I don't know how many lives were on my hands! I will never let you violate your conscience." He sat down beside the old man. , Yuan Ziyi pouted.

　　 haha ​​smiled, the old man shook his head and said, "You little girl, you have been listening secretly for a long time, now you are satisfied?"

　　 Based on the old man's cultivation base, when Yuan Ziyi came out, he noticed it, but he didn't break it. Instead, he deliberately asked Wu Chi Jiandan's question.

　　 Yuan Ziyi's face was slightly red, but fortunately it was late and it was not clear.

"Who eavesdropped? I'm not just listening right now?" Yuan Ziyi asked curiously, "Right, then, after you came out of Jianying Villa, did you kill? That Luo Kun?"

　　 Wu Chi's matter, she didn't know, but now Wu Chi has finally brought up the conversation by herself, how she was willing to let it go, promptly asked.

　　 After hesitating, Wu Chi sighed slightly in his heart, nodded, and said slowly.

　　 At this point, he doesn't want to hide Yuan Ziyi. These things are going to be said sooner or later, so it's better to take this opportunity to make it clear.

　　 Listening quietly to what happened after Wu Chi recounted, Yuan Ziyi and the old man couldn't help being moved.

　　 Even if I had guessed that Wu Chi would be able to kill himself, something must have happened, but when I heard that Yan Pengxi personally took action and almost forced Wu Chi into a desperate situation with Taoism, he couldn't help being shocked.

　　 With the strength of the mortal, the green lotus sword aura was transformed, and Yan Pengxi was about to step into the realm of Daotai. This courage and strength were enough to move anyone. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 When he heard that a real person from Changchun had left the customs, but he tried to teach Wu Chi without asking Qinghong and indiscriminate, and even forced him to show evidence that it had nothing to do with the magic cave, Yuan Ziyi couldn't help but pierced his eyebrows and screamed.

　　 "There is that woman, she still doesn't show up at this time!"

　　 "She was cheated away." Wu Chi continued, shaking his head slightly.

　　 If you say that Yuan Ziyi didn't take it seriously before, but when she heard that Zhou Boyan abandoned the sword valley and cut the blue silk in tears, she couldn't help but change her face!

　　 She had to be moved by Zhou Boyan's strong and sincere feelings, but she was deeply jealous, and her heart was full of bitterness.

　　 "So, you already have a white head appointment with her?"

　　 Yuan Ziyi didn't even notice it. When she asked this sentence, her voice was already shaking.

　　 After a moment of silence, Wu Chi finally nodded, "Yes!"

　　 With his fingers trembling slightly, he picked up the wine jar in front of him, ignoring that Wu Chi had just drunk it. Yuan Ziyi drank it clean in one breath, "Grandpa drunkard, I'm a little tired, I'm going back."

　　 "..." Looking at Yuan Ziyi distressedly, the old man couldn't say anything after all.

　　 After Yuan Ziyi left, no one spoke. The old man took out more than ten jars of wine from the ring in his hand, put it on the ground, sighed, and got up and left.

　　Who can say clearly about emotional matters?

　　 Under the moonlight, only a lonely figure remained, drinking one after another, drunk people unconscious.