Chapter 67 Captives

"Snapped!"

With a palm on the table, the wine jar in front of him suddenly popped up, and he grabbed it in his hand. Wu Chi tilted his wrist slightly, and the wine flowed down like a spring, sucking water like a whale. In just a dozen or so breaths, all the wine in the jar had been poured into it. Stomach.

A little wine spilled onto the lapel of his clothes, wet the neckline, Wu Chi simply tore off the collar, and with a wave of his hand, another jar of wine was poured into his mouth.

Looking at Wu Chi coldly, the woman in purple didn't speak, a sneer appeared from the corner of her mouth, she took a jar of wine nonchalantly, and continued to drink slowly.

After the fifth jar of wine, Wu Chi was already a little unstable, and the exhausted true energy in his body also tended to become disordered.

"Your true qi is already exhausted, if you drink it again, the injury will be even worse. Once the true qi is disturbed, you may not even be able to maintain the state of transformation."

With a glance, the woman in purple could see through Wu Chi's state, and reminded her coldly.

With a casual smile, Wu Chi didn't talk to him, he threw out the empty wine jar, grabbed another jar of wine, and continued to drink without hesitation.

His drinking capacity has already been reached, and now he can barely maintain consciousness only by mobilizing his true energy. With the onset of alcohol, even he himself does not know how long he can last. He can only drink the ten jars of wine as soon as possible.

After drinking the seventh jar of wine, Wu Chi couldn't even control his true energy. The chair under him shattered and he was forced to stand up.

"Enough! If you drink any more, your injury will explode, and your cultivation base will be abolished."

Seeing that Wu Chi was going to grab the eighth jar of wine, the woman in purple frowned slightly, and reached out to grab Wu Chi's arm.

"Uncle Zhang has saved my life, I can't watch this child die! Even if the injury repeats, so what? I have such a temperament, so there is no need to discuss it."

With a slight tremor of the arm, the purple-clothed woman's hand was shaken away, and in a blink of an eye, the eighth jar of wine was swept away.

"For the sake of an ordinary person, you don't hesitate to damage your cultivation, are you insane?"

With annoyance in her eyes, the woman in purple glared at Wu Chi and asked.

Grabbing the ninth altar of wine, Wu Chi said calmly, "I can't beat you, so naturally I can only drink."

"..."

Seeing Wu Chi drinking heavily, the woman in purple couldn't help but lose her mind.

In her eyes, the lives of these ordinary people are worthless. But this guy in front of him, for the sake of a young man, would not hesitate to injure his cultivation base, aggravate his injuries, and complete the bet with him.

The woman in purple didn't continue to drink, but looked at Wu Chi quietly.

"Snapped!"

The wine jar fell to the ground and shattered to the ground. Wu Chi shook his body slightly and raised his head, "The ten jars of wine are exhausted, and I won."

"You!" Annoyed, she almost wanted to chop off the guy's head with a sword to see if there was any paste inside, and the woman in purple stood up suddenly.

"puff!"

After drinking ten jars of wine in one breath, it can be said that Wu Chi was able to sustain himself entirely with one breath of hard work! After holding on to say this sentence, the strength of the wine surged up, and he couldn't hold it any longer, so he spit it out in one gulp, and the wine and the filth were spit out together, splashing all over the table.

Frowning, the woman in purple backed out almost at the same time, but she still couldn't completely avoid it, and some filth was also stained on her clean skirt.

"You bastard!"

Women always like to be clean. When they killed people just now, they didn't let a single drop of blood splash on themselves. Now that Wu Chi spat on their skirts, they immediately became annoyed. Jian Guang went straight to Wu Chi's vitals.

It's just that the current Wu Chi has already lost consciousness, and fell limply on the ground.

Jian Feng stopped less than an inch in front of Wu Chi, and the woman in purple realized that what Wu Chi spit out was not only wine, but also blood!

With a thought, she bent down and grabbed Wu Chi's wrist. The moment her true energy penetrated, the woman in purple suddenly discovered that the true energy in Wu Chi's body had completely lost control. up.

Getting up resentfully, kicking Wu Chi's body, the woman in purple couldn't help cursing, "If you can't drink it, you will hold on to it, and you deserve it if you drink it to death."

"Brother Ang, how are you?"

Zhang Yang yelled anxiously, but the woman in purple was right next to Wu Chi, and he was anxious but didn't dare to come over.

Glancing at Zhang Yang, the woman in purple sneered, "You're so drunk, how dare you say you won? I'm not as good as you."

With a suction of the plain hand, Zhang Yang's body flew towards the woman in purple uncontrollably, pinching Zhang Yang's neck with his palm, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes! However, at the moment when Zhang Yang's neck was about to be pinched, for some reason, the image of Wu Chi drinking heavily with his head held high appeared again in the mind of the woman in purple.

In an instant, grabbing turned into clapping, and he pushed out with a palm, Zhang Yang immediately flew out, rolled on the ground several times, his face was bruised and purple, knocked over two or three tables, and finally stopped.

During this drinking time, Zhang Gui had already brought in more than two hundred jars of wine.

Annoyance flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, all the more than two hundred jars of wine were immediately put into the ring by the woman in purple.

"Aren't you going to be a good person? This girl spares his life, and I will use you to pay for it."

Grabbing Wu Chi who had passed out, the woman in purple strode out.

"Grab her, don't let her get away!"

Almost at the same time, the entrance of the restaurant was blocked by a large group of people. So many people were killed in the restaurant just now, the news had already spread, and the guards from Zhou Yuanwai's home, together with the officials from Beijun, rushed to it.

"court death!"

With a cold snort, the purple-clothed woman raised her bare hands slightly, and the sword light flickered, and in the blink of an eye, all the dozen or so people who rushed to the front were killed, and blood flowed all over the place.

"Who are you? How dare you indiscriminately kill innocent people in Beijun?"

With a knife in his chest, several officials stared at the woman in purple vigilantly and asked.

"Whispering, if you want to do it, let the horse come! If you don't dare to do it, get out!"

The patience is getting worse and worse, the woman in purple cursed with an unfriendly expression.

"Dare to ask, but the purple-clothed fairy?"

The leader suddenly remembered something, his heart trembled, and he asked carefully.

"Hey, you know me?" The purple-clothed woman cast a surprised look at the man and said.

After confirming the identity of the purple-clothed woman, the man was so frightened that his head started to sweat, "Get out of the way, everyone, Zhou Yuanwai offended the purple-clothed fairy, he is looking for death, so let me get out of the way."

With a soft snort, the purple-clothed woman ignored him, put away her sword and sheath, grabbed Wu Chi with one hand, and turned into a purple shadow with a touch of her feet, drifting away.

It wasn't until the figure of the purple-clothed woman completely disappeared that the person sat down on the ground, as if all his strength had disappeared.

"Master Li, who is that woman?"

The others obviously knew about this person's abilities, and he was considered a top-notch expert in this North County, but now he was frightened like this, how could he not be alarmed.

"You know what a fart, that woman's name is Yuan Ziyi, she is ruthless! In the past two years, the masters who died in his hands in the Northern Territory, if not a hundred, there are eighty! There were twelve masters of condensate chasing and killing her before, but she never With a clean tone, and because of her incomparable beauty, she is called the purple-clothed fairy."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but gasped.

Such a character, how could they provoke them, even if Beijun was turned upside down, no one would dare to come forward to stop it.

"That's the place of the Devil's Nest. Could it be that no one can cure her?"

After pointing to the north, someone asked in confusion.

"It is said that many people in the Devil's Cave died at her hands, and they have been chasing and killing her, but the purple-clothed fairy's whereabouts are erratic, and she has not been able to succeed." Getting up from the ground, the man said softly, "Hurry up and send someone a message to the Devil's Cave, There might be some benefits to it.”

...

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Chi woke up, surrounded by a wilderness, with a bonfire not far away.

Enduring a severe headache, Wu Chi supported himself and sat up, only to realize that the woman in purple was sitting next to the bonfire.

"Where is this?"

"It doesn't matter where you are, you just need to know that from now on, you are my prisoner."

The woman in purple casually grilled meat on the bonfire, and replied disdainfully.

Suddenly remembered something, Wu Chi's expression changed, "What did you do to him?"

"You should care about yourself first. If your true qi is exhausted and your meridians are damaged, if it weren't for the kindness of this girl, you might already be dead." With an annoyed snort, the woman in purple rolled her eyes and said.

"I've already finished the ten jars of wine, so I won." Frowning, Wu Chi said in a deep voice.

"Are you ashamed to say that you won? When we gambled, we made it clear that you won if you drank ten jars of wine without getting drunk! You are not only drunk, but also vomited on me, and dare to say You won?" He became angry at the mention of this purple-clothed woman, glaring at Wu Chi angrily and said.

"You killed him?" Wu Chi asked indifferently with a cold face.

Sensing Wu Chi's complexion, the woman in purple tore off a piece of meat and threw it on Wu Chi's head.

"Don't worry, this girl sees you as pitiful, so she spared that kid's life! However, as a price, your life is lost to me. Whenever I make this girl unhappy, I will take your life."

With a sigh of relief, Wu Chi moved to the side of the bonfire, "This meat looks delicious, you are good at cooking."

"Go away!"

After giving Wu Chi a blank look, the woman in purple curled her lips and said, "You have to find out who you are, you are my captive now, okay?"

"The captives have to eat too!" Wu Chi sat down next to the purple-clothed woman indifferently, and Wu Chi stretched out his hand to tear the flesh.

"Snapped!"

The hand that was just outstretched was knocked hard, and the woman in purple reprimanded angrily, "Go away, I haven't eaten yet, how can I have your share."

"Girls will get fat if they eat too much. I'm doing it for your own good." After being knocked, Wu Chi didn't care about it at all. He babbled nonsense and reached out to grab the meat again.

"No, I roasted the meat, why should I give it to you?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't be so stingy!"

"My girl is stingy, what's the matter?"

"You really won't let me eat?" Wu Chi glared at her angrily and said after being knocked on the hand again.

"No!"

"Then I spit on the meat." Wu Chi withdrew his hand and threatened with staring eyes.

"You...you are shameless!"

spit? The woman in purple felt like she was going crazy. Who the hell could come up with such a disgusting idea?

"Don't call me by my name all the time, half of each person, or everyone won't eat it!" Pretending to spit, Wu Chi threatened again triumphantly.