Lying on the ground, letting the starlight sprinkle on his body, holding the blood-colored sword gall in his hand, Wu Chi couldn't help but lose his mind a little.

Although he doesn't like Yuan Ziyi's method of drawing people's sword guts, but seeing Yuan Ziyi's current appearance, where does he still have the slightest sense of accusation?

He is not a fool, to this point, Yuan Ziyi's intentions, he naturally sees it clearly, but now it seems that he can only pretend to be confused, the most unbearable thing in this world seems to be the grace of the beauty.

That wisp of green silk is still in his arms, even if he is moved in his heart, how can he accept this feeling calmly?

"Little one, do you want to drink?"

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

"Drunkard grandpa!"

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

"Little one, you don't seem to be very happy when you look at you. Waving his hand to stop Wu Chi from saluting, the old man sat down on the ground casually, "Sit, sit down." ”

"No, just thinking about some things from the past. Sitting down again, Wu Chi disguised.

"Not honest. After glaring, the old man didn't ask any more questions, his eyes fell on the sword gall in Wu Chi's hand, "Listen to that little girl, you re-condensed the sword qi today?"

"It's just a little bit, and it doesn't even last a breath before it dissipates. Wu Chi shook his head and said.

Hearing this, the old man was slightly stunned, when Yuan Ziyi said it before, he thought that the little girl was talking nonsense, but now when he heard Wu Chi admit it himself, he was still a little unbelievable.

"You really re-condensed your sword qi?"

"Sort of, what's wrong?" Wu Chi asked puzzled.

"It doesn't make sense!" The old man frowned tightly, and reached out to pluck Wu Chi's pulse again, "It's strange, the injury of the foundation of the kendo has really recovered." ”

Hearing this, Wu Chi's spirits perked up, "Drunkard grandfather, in this way, my own feelings are right?"

"It's hard to say. After thinking for a moment, the old man said slowly, "No matter what, it's always good to have some relief, maybe you little guy can really do miracles?"

"I feel that as long as I continue to persevere, it may not be long before I can regain my sword qi. Wu Chi said confidently.

"What are you going to do with this sword gall?" his gaze fell on the sword gall again, and the old man asked slowly.

Slightly stunned, Wu Chi was also a little hesitant.

The method of extracting sword gall is too vicious, it can be said to be a taboo, but this sword gall is forcibly collected by Yuan Ziyi, if it is according to the standard of righteousness, he must not use it.

However, thinking of the danger that Yuan Ziyi endured for the sake of this sword gall, and that piece of heart, he couldn't help but hesitate.

As if he saw Wu Chi's thoughts, the old man said softly, "Little guy, you are from the right path, right?"

"I am a small sect, but I also belong to the righteous sect, and my master has also taught me to be righteous and righteous since I was a child, and to distinguish between good and evil. When it came to Shizun, Wu Chi's face was straight.

"It doesn't matter how big or small the sect is, to be able to teach a disciple like you, your master is amazing. The old man nodded.

His own natural strength is not enough, the most valuable Wu Chi's courage and heart, it is precisely because of his appreciation of these qualities in Wu Chi that he is so close to Wu Chi.

"Shizun has adhered to the way of the sword all his life, and he is upright, although my iron sword gate is small, but the disciples of Shizun are all careful to follow the teachings, and they dare not insult the reputation of Shizun. ”

Wu Chi's eyes showed a hint of solemnity, and he said seriously.

In fact, this is not a boast, all the personal disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, no matter what their own natural strength is, but when it comes to actions and intentions, they are undoubtedly worthy of this sentence.

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

“......”

After a slight pause, Wu Chi still held the sword gall in his hand, and was silent for a long time, but finally shook his head.

"The sword gall was brought back by Ziyi after a lot of hardships, if I throw it away, won't I live up to her kindness?"

"But this sword gall was extracted by her murder, if you use it, wouldn't it be against the right path?" the old man asked in a deep voice.

After thinking for a long time, Wu Chi slowly replied, "I don't understand, what is the right way! Don't hide it from the drunkard grandfather, I have killed the disciples of the Tianshan Mountains, and I have also been to Kunlun, and I almost worshiped the Kunlun sect, but what I have seen is that even the disciples of the Tianshan Mountains and Kunlun also have evil people, who are more vicious than the people in the evil way." ”

"Oh?" The old man heard Wu Chi mention the past for the first time, and he didn't interrupt, waiting for Wu Chi to continue to explain.

Now Wu Chi was no longer wary of the old man, and slowly told him about the Sword Shadow Villa.

"How can it be!"

Even if he didn't witness it with his own eyes, the old man was angry and smashed the wine jar.

If this is the so-called righteous way, then what is the evil way?"

Wu Chi smiled bitterly and continued, "I don't understand what the so-called right path is, but I know good and evil, and as long as I don't violate my conscience, in my opinion, I can be worthy of my heart." ”

"Ziyi took the risk to extract the sword gall for me, and I shouldn't live up to this kindness. Looking at the sword gall in his hand, Wu Chi said softly, "If I recover, I will definitely find out in the future whether the person killed by Ziyi is good or evil! If he dies innocently, I will do my best to compensate his relatives, so that I can be regarded as not violating my heart." ”

"If they knew that the little girl had killed him, he would have to kill the little girl to take revenge?

With a smile, Wu Chi said softly, "How can I be that pedantic person? Doing good deeds to help others doesn't necessarily mean that you need a reason, right? What's more, as long as I do my best and don't go against my heart, that's it." In this world, there is no absolute right or wrong in grievances and grievances, and if they still want to take revenge in the future, I will continue on behalf of Ziyi. ”

Hearing this, the old man suddenly laughed and praised softly, "What a good one, little one, you have a good master!"

"Who wants you to help me pay it back, what I do by myself will naturally be borne by myself, and I don't need you to do much. ”

As he spoke, Yuan Ziyi's voice rang out from behind him.

Yuan Ziyi himself was just a little tired from excessive blood loss. After resting in the house for a while, he had recovered a lot, and soon after the old man came out, he also came out.

Originally, he had been eavesdropping, but now when he heard Wu Chi's words, he couldn't help but jump out.

Slightly stunned, Wu Chi immediately shook his head with a smile, and didn't care about her words.

Although she was complaining about Wu Chi's troubles, she was secretly happy in her heart when she heard what Wu Chi said before, and the resentment caused by Wu Chi's reprimand for her in the afternoon was also dissipated.

"You can use it with confidence, the person I killed is a person from the Blood Sect, and he cultivates the Sword Qi of the Blood River, and I don't know how many lives I have on my hands! Sitting down next to the old man, Yuan Ziyi pouted.

Haha laughed, the old man then shook his head and said, "You little girl, you have been listening secretly behind for a long time, and now you are satisfied?"

With the old man's cultivation, when Yuan Ziyi came out, he noticed it, but he didn't break it, but deliberately asked Wu Chi the question of Jian Guts.

Yuan Ziyi's face was slightly red, but fortunately it was late, but he couldn't tell the difference.

"Who eavesdropped? Aren't I listening openly now?" Yuan Ziyi immediately asked curiously, "By the way, what about later, after you came out of Sword Shadow Villa, did you kill that Luo Kun?"

She didn't know about Wu Chi's affairs, but now that Wu Chi finally mentioned this by herself, how could she let it go, and hurriedly asked.

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

At this point, he didn't want to hide Yuan Ziyi, these things had to be said sooner or later, so it was better to take this opportunity to make it clear.

Quietly listening to Wu Chi's account of everything that happened after that, Yuan Ziyi and the old man couldn't help but be moved.

Even though he had already guessed that something big must have happened to be able to make Wu Chi cut off his own brand, but when he heard that Yan Pengxi personally took action and almost forced Wu Chi into a desperate situation with Taoism, he couldn't help but be shocked.

With the strength of the mortal, he turned into the Qinglian sword qi and shook Yan Pengxi, a strong man who was about to step into the realm of the Dao platform, this courage and strength were enough to move anyone.

When he heard that Changchun Zhenren was out of the customs, but he taught Wu Chi a lesson without asking, and even forced him to come up with evidence to prove that he had nothing to do with the Demon Cave, Yuan Ziyi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and scolded.

"And that woman, she doesn't show up at this time!"

"She was cheated out. Shaking his head slightly, Wu Chi continued.

If Yuan Ziyi didn't think so before, but when she heard that Zhou Boyan abandoned the Sword Valley and cut green silk in tears, she couldn't help but change color!

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, and when she asked this, her voice was already trembling.

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

His fingers trembled slightly, and he picked up the wine jar in front of him, and he didn't care that it was what Wu Chi had just drunk, Yuan Ziyi drank it in one go, "Grandpa drunkard, I'm a little tired, I'll go back." ”

"......" looked at Yuan Ziyi with some distress, but the old man couldn't say anything after all.

After Yuan Ziyi left, no one spoke again, 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 to leave.

Who can say clearly about emotional matters?

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