Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Grace of Beauty

"Buzz!"

A bit of green light came out from the tip of the sword, and although it was only a flash, Wu Chi's face still showed a look of ecstasy.

That little bit of green mang, it's nothing else, it's sword qi!

Although it was very weak, and it couldn't even sustain a breath, it meant that after two months of penance, Wu Chi finally broke the limit, and it also meant that this persistence finally had an effect.

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 had a trace of movement.

"Sword Qi, have you recovered?"

Almost at the same time, a surprise voice suddenly sounded in Wu Chi's ears.

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

With a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth, "Little demon girl, are you back?"

"What did you just call me?" Yuan Ziyi burst out in an instant.

“...... Ziyi, I call you Ziyi. His heart tightened, but Wu Chi showed an aggrieved expression on his face, as if he was really shouting purple clothes just now.

Yuan Ziyi, who originally wanted to use the topic to clean up Wu Chi, suddenly couldn't hold his face when he heard this, and burst out laughing.

Seeing Yuan Ziyi again, Wu Chi was also very happy in his heart, especially when he had just re-condensed a trace of sword qi, "Drunkard grandfather, but I often talk about you." ”

"He's not thinking about me, he's thinking about wine. Pouting, Yuan Ziyi rolled his eyes and said, "However, this time I didn't steal the wine, and the drunkard grandfather and others were also in vain." ”

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

"Not yet. Shaking his head, Wu Chi explained, "The sword qi that has just been condensed can't stay in the body at all, and it has already dispersed. However, I think it should be effective, and if you persist for a while, there should be hope. ”

"That's it!" Yuan Ziyi patted Wu Chi on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, I believe in you, you will definitely recover!" ”

"Good thing?" Wu Chi asked in confusion.

"Hee-hee, don't tell the drunkard grandpa, the drunkard doesn't like me touching this. With a smile, he took out a blood-colored sword gall from his body and handed it to Wu Chi.

"Sword gall?!"

Shocked in his heart, Wu Chi looked at Yuan Ziyi in disbelief.

"It's not just a sword gall, but it's also a medium-grade sword gall, you're about to refine it, maybe it can help you recondense your sword qi." Yuan Ziyi said triumphantly.

"You bought it at the Dark Auction?" Wu Chi's first thought was naturally the Dark Auction.

However, she immediately reacted, with the temperament of a little demon girl, I am afraid that she would not go to the dark auction so honestly to buy it! Moreover, the sword gall is different from others, even if it is rarely seen at the dark auction, not to mention, it is still a medium-grade sword gall, how can there be such a coincidence.

"You killed someone, extracted?" Wu Chi's face suddenly changed.

"Of course, this girl didn't buy it in vain, and besides, she couldn't find anyone to sell it for a while. Yuan Ziyi said disapprehantly.

"Nonsense!"

Wu Chi's face sank suddenly!

Although the Iron Sword Sect is only a third-rate sect, it is also a righteous sect, and the education he has received since he was a child makes him very resistant to this kind of vicious means! If he bought it from the dark auction, it would be fine, but Yuan Ziyi killed others and extracted it.

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

"Those who can condense sword gall are all sword geniuses, how can you kill innocents indiscriminately in order to extract sword gall?"

"What does it matter to me whether he is innocent or not?" Yuan Ziyi snorted coldly, "If you weren't worried that it would be difficult for you to recover, do you think this girl is rare and has any sword breaking guts?"

Hearing this, Wu Chi's face softened slightly, "Even so, you shouldn't kill innocents indiscriminately! Forcibly extracting sword gall, such a method is too vicious, not to mention that the drunkard grandfather doesn't like it, I also hate it very much." ”

His face turned white, and Yuan Ziyi sneered, "I was originally a little demon girl, but I was vicious by nature, if you hate me, just say it, why beat around the bush?"

Annoyedly, he threw the sword gall on Wu Chi, Yuan Ziyi said coldly, "You are a righteous master, and you are incompatible with a little demon girl 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 her tears almost didn't fall.

Living so big, it was the first time for her to care about others like this, she suffered so much, took such a big risk, and ran back to him in a hurry, but not only did she not fall well, but she was also scolded for being vicious, and the grievances in her heart were simply described in words.

After only a few steps, Yuan Ziyi, who was aggrieved and annoyed, felt that it was dark in front of him, and he fell to the ground softly.

"Purple!"

Sensing Yuan Ziyi's abnormality, Wu Chi was suddenly startled, his body shook slightly, and he suddenly rushed over and held Yuan Ziyi in his arms.

He didn't feel it just now, but now that he held Yuan Ziyi in his arms, he clearly felt Yuan Ziyi's weakness, and his originally ruddy face was now extremely pale.

At this moment, Wu Chi suddenly woke up, those characters who had condensed the sword courage were undoubtedly not real masters. With Yuan Ziyi's strength, if he wants to attack and kill this kind of person, he has to extract his sword gall and think with his toes, and he also knows that he must have suffered a lot and risk his life to succeed.

And all this is done to help him.

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Chi suddenly felt a burst of remorse in his heart, not only did he not thank her, but he was annoyed because the method of extracting sword gall was too vicious, and it was too hurtful.

Yuan Ziyi himself lost too much blood because of forcibly urging the Zihua Xingluo umbrella, fainted for a moment, and soon came to his senses, and reached out to push Wu Chi.

"I'm a vicious little demon girl, don't worry about it. ”

Under the tiredness, Yuan Ziyi didn't have much strength at all, so it was naturally impossible to push Wu Chi, but instead exposed his weakness even more.

With a slight force on his arms, Wu Chi immediately hugged Yuan Ziyi, "Don't move, you're injured, I'll take you to find the drunkard grandfather." ”

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

"Don't be verbose!" hugged Yuan Ziyi tightly, Wu Chi strode in the direction of the grass house.

"Bastard, you let me down!" Under the weakness, Yuan Ziyi couldn't break free at all, scolded angrily, and saw Wu Chi ignoring him, in anger, he bit Wu Chi's shoulder in one bite.

The shoulder hurt, Wu Chi frowned slightly, but he still didn't let go of Yuan Ziyi, but slapped the little demon girl's buttocks.

"Whew!"

The little demon girl, who was still menacing, was hit on the buttocks, and suddenly softened, her face was almost dripping blood, her brain was blank, and she was bitten down.

At this moment, what Yuan Ziyi's mind remembered was what Wu Chi had said when she stabbed Wu Chi's ass with a sword before, and when she recovered in the future, she would definitely break her buttocks.

Although the buttocks have not been beaten now, the hot pain has made the little demon girl almost faint and be ashamed and indignant.

In just a short period of time, Wu Chi carried Yuan Ziyi to the front of the grass house.

"Drunkard grandfather, come and see, Ziyi seems to be injured. ”

Seeing Wu Chi holding Yuan Ziyi, the old man was originally a little stunned, but now when he heard Wu Chi's words, he was suddenly startled, and walked out of the medicine garden in a few steps, "Go to the room and let me see." ”

was carried into the room, put on the bed, and left Wu Chi's arms, Yuan Ziyi's head was slightly sober, his face was flushed, and he closed his eyes tightly, wishing that he had really fainted.

The old man didn't notice these details, and in worry, he reached out to Yuan Ziyi's wrist, but his brows furrowed suddenly.

"Xiao Ziyi, who are you working with, how can you lose so much essence blood?"

Without waiting for Yuan Ziyi to answer, Wu Chi sold her directly.

"In order to help me, Ziyi extracted other people's sword gall, and these injuries should have been injured during the fight. ”

"Who told you to smoke other people's sword gall?" The old man's angry beard stood up, "No, with your half-strength, it is impossible to beat the master of other people's condensed sword gall, how did you hurt yourself?"

In a blink of an eye, 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 grinded his teeth angrily, wishing that he had just bitten this bastard to death.

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

"I stole my grandfather's Zihua Xingluo umbrella. ”

“......”

Wu Chi didn't understand what the Zihua Xingluo umbrella was, but the old man was so shocked by these words that he almost didn't pull his beard off.

"You, you girl, why are you so bold?"

However, as soon as he said this, he also understood why Yuan Ziyi had lost too much blood and was able to kill the master who had condensed the sword gall.

"Drunkard grandpa, is she okay with Ziyi?" Wu Chi didn't know what Zihua Xingluo Umbrella meant, and he wasn't paying attention to these at the moment.

"It's just that I lost too much blood, although there is still a little injury, but it is not in the way, just rest for a few days. Shaking his head, the old man replied, but his face was still very ugly, and he glared and reprimanded.

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

Zihua Xingluo umbrella is not at all Yuan Ziyi's current strength can be controlled, with the power of the bloodline, barely stimulated, itself is extremely dangerous, if the other party can hold on for a while, maybe it will be Yuan Ziyi who will die.

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

"I won't scold you? Hey, little girl, you're making a big fuss this time, and that old guy won't be able to spare you when he finds out! You're getting bolder!"

Fiercely tapped Yuan Ziyi's little head with his fingers, and glared at the old man angrily.