Chapter 77

"Buzz!"

A little green light came out from the tip of the sword, although it only passed away in a flash, Wu Chi's face still showed a look of ecstasy.

That little green light is nothing but sword energy!

Although it was very weak, and could not even last a breath, it meant that after two months of penance, Wu Chi finally broke the limit, and it also meant that such persistence finally had an effect.

The sword energy 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, a surprised voice suddenly sounded in Wu Chi's ear.

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

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

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

"...Ziyi, I call you Ziyi." His heart tightened, but Wu Chi showed an aggrieved expression on his face, as if it was Ziyi who really called out just now.

Yuan Ziyi, who originally wanted to take advantage of the problem to clean up Wu Chi, couldn't hold back his face when he heard the words, 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 energy, "Grandpa Alcoholic, but I often talk about you."

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

"By the way, you really recovered?" Yuan Ziyi replied, recalling the sword energy he saw just now, and asked again.

"Not yet." Shaking his head, Wu Chi explained, "The sword energy that was condensed just now can't stay in the body at all, it has dissipated. However, I think it should be effective. If you persist for a while, there should be hope of."

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

"Good stuff?" Wu Chi was a little surprised and asked in confusion.

"Hehe, don't tell the drunkard grandpa, the drunkard grandpa doesn't like me touching this." Smiling, he took out a bloody sword gall from his body and handed it to Wu Chi.

"Sword gall?!"

Surprised, Wu Chi looked at Yuan Ziyi in disbelief.

"Not only the sword gall, but also the middle-grade sword gall. You are about to refine it, and maybe it can help you re-condense the sword energy." Yuan Ziyi said triumphantly.

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

However, she immediately realized that with the temperament of the little demon girl, she might not be so honest to go to the Dark Auction to buy it! Moreover, the sword gall is different from others, even if it is rarely seen in the dark auction, let alone, it is a middle-grade sword gall, how can it be such a coincidence.

"You killed someone and took it?" Wu Chi's expression suddenly changed.

"Of course, I didn't waste my money to buy it. Besides, I won't be able to find anyone to sell it in a while." Yuan Ziyi said disapprovingly.

"Nonsense!"

Wu Chi's face immediately sank!

Although Iron Sword Sect is only a third-rate sect, it also belongs to the righteous way. The education he received since he was a child is very against this vicious method! If it was bought from a dark auction, it would be fine, but Yuan Ziyi killed someone else abruptly and extracted it.

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

"Those who can condense sword guts are all geniuses in swordsmanship. How can you indiscriminately kill innocent people just to extract sword guts?"

"What does his innocence have to do with me?" Yuan Ziyi snorted coldly, "If it wasn't for worrying about your recovery, do you think this girl is so rare?"

Hearing this, Wu Chi's face softened a little, "Even so, you shouldn't kill innocent people indiscriminately! Forcibly extracting sword gallbladder, such a method is too vicious, not to mention that the alcoholic grandpa doesn't like it, I also hate it very much."

Yuan Ziyi sneered, "I'm a little demon girl, but I'm vicious by nature. If you hate me, just say it. Why beat around the bush?"

Annoyed, he threw the sword gall on Wu Chi, Yuan Ziyi said coldly, "You are a master of righteousness, 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 by Wu Chi that she almost didn't shed tears.

With such a big life, it was the first time for her to care about others like this. She suffered so much, took such a big risk, and hurried back to him excitedly. The grievance can hardly be described in words.

After walking a few steps, Yuan Ziyi, who was aggrieved and angry, felt his eyes darken, and fell softly to the ground.

"Purple!"

Sensing Yuan Ziyi's abnormality, Wu Chi was startled suddenly, his body swayed slightly, and he rushed over suddenly, holding 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 rosy face was now extremely pale.

At this moment, Wu Chi suddenly woke up. Those people who have condensed the courage of the sword are undoubtedly not real masters. With Yuan Ziyi's strength, if he wanted to attack and kill such a person, he had to extract the sword gall, thinking with his toes, and knew that he would have to suffer a lot and risk his life in order to succeed.

And all of this was done to help him.

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

Yuan Ziyi himself lost too much blood because of forcibly urging the Zihua Xingluo Umbrella. He fainted for a while, and soon regained consciousness, reaching out to push Wu Chi hard.

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

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

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

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

"Stop talking!" Hugging Yuan Ziyi tightly, Wu Chi strode towards the thatched cottage.

"Bastard, let me down!" Yuan Ziyi couldn't break free under his weakness, and cursed angrily. Seeing that Wu Chi ignored him, he was annoyed and bit Wu Chi's shoulder.

With shoulder pain, Wu Chi frowned slightly, but he still didn't let go of Yuan Ziyi, instead he slapped the little demon girl's ass.

"Wow!"

The little demon girl who was still aggressive at first became soft after being hit on the buttocks, blood was almost dripping from her face, her mind was blank, she couldn't bite anymore.

At this moment, Yuan Ziyi's mind remembered what Wu Chi said when she stabbed Wu Chi's ass with a sword before, and when she recovered, she would definitely smash her ass to death.

Although her butt wasn't smashed right now, the burning pain made the little demon girl almost faint, she was so ashamed and angry.

In just a moment, Wu Chi carried Yuan Ziyi to the thatched cottage.

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

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

After being carried into the room, put on the bed, and left Wu Chi's arms, Yuan Ziyi's head became a little clearer, his face flushed, and he closed his eyes tightly, wishing he could really faint.

The old man didn't notice these details. Worried, he put his hand on Yuan Ziyi's wrist, but frowned suddenly.

"Xiao Ziyi, who did you fight with? How did you lose so much blood?"

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

"In order to help me, Ziyi took out other people's sword guts. These injuries should have been injured during the fight."

"Nonsense! Who asked you to draw someone's sword gall?" The old man's beard bristled in anger, "No, with your half-strength, it is impossible to beat someone who has condensed sword gall. What are you doing? How did you hurt?"

In a blink of an eye, the old man came to his senses and asked in a deep voice.

Having been sold out by Wu Chi, who couldn't even deny it, Yuan Ziyi gritted his teeth angrily, wishing he could just bite the bastard to death.

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

"I stole Grandpa's Zihua Xingluo umbrella."

"..."

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

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

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

"Grandpa drunkard? Is Ziyi okay?" Wu Chi didn't know what Zihuaxing Luosan meant, and he wasn't paying attention to these things at the moment.

"It's just a lot of blood loss. Although there is still a little injury, it's not a problem. It will be fine after a few days of rest." Shaking his head, the old man replied, but his face was still very ugly, and he reprimanded with staring eyes.

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

The Zihua Xingluo Umbrella is not something that Yuan Ziyi can control with his current strength at all. Relying on the power of blood, barely arousing it is extremely dangerous in itself. If the other party can hold on for a while, Yuan Ziyi may die.

"Isn't it okay, Grandpa Drunkard, don't scold me!" Yuan Ziyi said coquettishly while holding the old man's hand pitifully.

"I won't scold you? Hey, little girl, you've made a big fuss this time. After the old guy finds out, he will never let you off! You're getting bolder!"

He nodded Yuan Ziyi's little head with his fingers, and the old man blew his beard and stared angrily.