Chapter 8: Qualifications

　　 At the same time he returned to Jianying Villa, Wu Chi was surrounded by people.
　　 Since Luo Kun's message came out, people have been staring at Wu Chi. The reason why they didn't take action before was because Liu Yu was there, and Liu Yu said that he would take Wu Chi away. But now that Liu Yu has left, Wu Chi dared to come back, which is another matter.
　　 "Boy, there is a way to heaven, don't you go, come back in such a hurry, waiting for reincarnation?"
　　 seemed to be taken aback, Wu Chi stepped back a few steps, and then said: "Hey hey hey, the gentleman speaks but doesn't act. Let's talk about something."
　　 "Talk?" sneered, the man sneered disdainfully, "Who do you want to talk to? Talk to Kun Shao? You deserve it too!"
　　 "Everything is easy to discuss, don't do it, I'm very reasonable." His head shook like a rattle, and Wu Chi said backwards.
　　 "Discuss a fart, and give you a chance to let you go! How dare you come back to find death by yourself, really we dare not kill?"
　　 "Is it really impossible to negotiate?"
　　 "Discuss how to die? Idiot!" rolled his eyes and cursed, and several people attacked Wu Chi at the same time.
　　 Almost at the same time a few people started their hands, a ray of sword light suddenly bloomed.
　　 The sword is shocking!
　　 Wu Chi's counterattack was far more fierce than everyone thought.
　　 Although the cultivation base hasn't fallen out of the ordinary, but when it comes to swordsmanship and the means of fighting, Wu Chi is undoubtedly far from what these miscellaneous fish can compare. Although the iron sword gate is small, it has stood firm for hundreds of years. As a genius disciple with high hopes, Wu Chi's strength is far from what it seems to be.
　　 With just a sword, Liu Yu can stop, and that can be done not only by drawing a sword at will.
　　 If he didn't even have this means, Wu Chi would not return to Jianying Villa.
　　 After just a few breaths, almost everyone who besieged Wu Chi has been injured.
　　 The only thing to be thankful for is that Wu Chi just hurts, not kills.
In a moment, several people had all fallen to the ground, Jian Feng pointed at the people from a distance, and a sarcasm smile evoked at the corner of his mouth. Then Wu Chi slowly asked, "Now, am I qualified to talk to you? "
　　 "Yes, yes! If you have any words, please do not hesitate to ask." Life and death are hanging by a thread, and these people immediately become honest. To put it bluntly, they are just taking advantage to embarrass Wu Chi, and there is no courage to prefer death.
"Just so courageous, learn to be a dogleg?" Wu Chi murmured a little regretfully as the sword slapped one of them in the face, "Are you trying to lie down, pretend first, and then find a chance to kill me?" It is more convenient to kill two first."
　　 "No, Shao Wu spared his life! The little ones really dare not." Although he knew that Wu Chi might be scaring them, but Xiaoming was in the hands of others, and no one had the courage to gamble.
　　 "That's a pity, this kind of dogleg is meaningless." With a little regret, Wu Chi continued to bewildered, "Why don't you try? Maybe you will get it?"
　　 The person pointed at by Jianfeng is almost crying, so there is no such bullying.
　　 "Don't dare, the little one really doesn't dare anymore, please raise your hand and let the little one go."
"Okay, okay, who makes me easy to talk." Shrugged, Wu Chi continued to say this time, "Go back and tell Luo Kun, I'm a guy who eats and waits to die. I just want to come back this time. It’s just taking the opportunity to get some benefits. As for what kind of divine sword to carry the shadow, I have no interest at all."
　　 Speaking of this, Wu Chi seemed to suddenly remember something and turned to ask, "By the way, how much benefit did he give you?"
　　 "Hundred taels of gold!" The hair that Wu Chi was staring at was about to explode, and the man quickly replied.
　　 "Tsk, you guys are actually worth a hundred taels of gold, this dog leg is really worth money." He looked at a few people with some envy, and Wu Chiruo pointedly said.
　　 "The little ones are willing to honor these gold to you." Hearing the taste, the minds of several people at the moment of life and death are better than each other, and they immediately rushed to express their opinions.
　　 "How embarrassed then." He smiled and shook his head, but at the same time he spoke, Wu Chi retracted the sword for a few minutes, his eyes kept spinning around several people.
　　 "A little bit of meaning, please accept it." Busily took out the gold ticket from his body, and several people nodded their heads as if they were chickens, and handed them to Wu Chi respectfully.
"Oh, I'm so embarrassed." Wu Chi continued to look at a few people suspiciously as he reached out and grabbed the golden ticket, and muttered softly, "Is it a lie to me? Did Luo Kun give it to me? Hundred taels?"
　　"..."
　　Wu Chi's voice is small, but being so close is enough for a few people to hear clearly. These words of humiliation made them cry.
　　 After searching all the silver pieces on the people, Wu Chi took back the sword in his hand with satisfaction.
　　 "I'm sorry, you are too polite, don't do this next time."
　　 next time? Hearing these hypocritical words, a few people wanted to choke this guy to death.
Waving his hand, Wu Chi continued, "Let’s go, let’s go back and tell Luo Kun that I am really not interested in Divine Sword Chengying. If he has any ideas, please discuss it with me. I am a very good person. Reasonable."
　　".."
　　 Watching a few people crawling and running away, the smile on Wu Chi's face finally slowly receded, revealing a bit of self-deprecating color.
　　Although he stayed, Wu Chi was very clear about his own weight. If he really confronted Luo Kun head-on, he would undoubtedly seek his own death. Now Jianying Villa has almost fallen into a dead end, and he has never stepped into a small person without the ability to turn things around. All that can be done now is to take one step as one step, and to do a little bit of effort, and to have the friendship with Zhou Boyan.
　　If it is truly irreversible, he will not be buried with Jianying Villa.
　　 The only headache is that little girl Zhou, how can I convince her not to give up?
　　...
　　 Sitting on the stone bench in the pavilion, watching the table full of dim sum, Zhou Boyan lowered his head in silence, as if something was missing in his heart, he was inexplicably uncomfortable.
　　 Everyone around was sent away by her, and the morning was almost gone, but she never thought of practicing sword again.
　　 The person who helped her reverse the sword intent is no longer there, and practicing sword seems to have become a very meaningless thing.
　　 "Uncle Shui is right, I can believe now that I can only rely on myself... at best, it will be destroyed together with Jianying Villa."
　　 looked in a daze, and for a while, Zhou Boyan didn't even notice that anyone came to him.
　　 It wasn't until someone grabbed the snack on the table and put it in his mouth, making a terrible chewing sound, that suddenly awakened.
　　 found someone eating these snacks, Zhou Boyan's heart was inexplicably annoyed, and the Lord was angry, "Go away, who let you touch these things?"
　　 was taken aback suddenly, and someone suddenly choked and rolled his eyes.
　　 "Stingy woman! Don't you just have a snack, do you want to choke me?"
　　 "Bah, baah, baah! It's all cold, it's not delicious at all, I'll give it back to you." After vomiting a few mouthfuls, he handed over half of his leftover snack to Zhou Boyan, and Wu Chi said aggrieved.
　　 Until this moment, Zhou Boyan finally reacted.
　　 Looking at this familiar face, listening to the disgusting tone, my heart was sour inexplicably, and tears flowed uncontrollably.
"Hey, hello! Don't cry! Stingy woman, I'll just eat you a piece, no, half a snack! I'll give it back to you, don't cry, these are all yours, I won't tell you Can't you just grab it?"
　　 It's okay not to speak. With that said, Zhou Boyan's tears couldn't stop falling.
　　 "Hey, Zhou Xiaoniu, let me tell you! You can't eat so many snacks, you will get fat, then you will become an ugly chick, you can't get married! I will help you eat some, and it is for your good."
　　 "Go away, you just become ugly!" Grabbing the snack on the table and throwing it at Wu Chi's head bitterly, Zhou Boyan's eyes were full of annoyance, and there was no one more annoying than this guy.
　　 "Don't throw it! I haven't eaten yet, it's a waste."
　　 "Bah, I won't eat it for you if it's wasted." One after another, he threw the snacks on the table at Wu Chi.
　　 "Stingy woman, I'll be late! I won't be able to eat anymore, I'm stingy, too stingy." Wu Chi muttered while avoiding the flying snacks.
In the gap between words, he reached out and grabbed a piece of flying snack, stuffed it in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Hey, this taste is not bad, UU reading www.uukānshu.com, you throw two more pieces of this taste. Come here."
　　 "Puff!"
　　 Seeing Wu Chi's rascal look, Zhou Boyan finally couldn't help laughing.
　　 The haze in my heart all morning seemed to dissipate cleanly with the laughter.
　　 "Didn't you leave? Why are you coming back?"
　　 swallowed the last bite of the snack, and Wu Chi said, "I can't bear such a delicious snack. Who knew you were so stingy and wouldn't let me eat it when you came back. I knew I might as well leave."
　　 "Eat, eat, eat! It's all yours to kill you." Zhou Boyan snorted angrily.
"Cut, you are full of qi!" Sitting next to Wu Chi, Wu Chi continued, "I knew I was not there. With your stupid head, you can't reverse the sword intent. Didn't you practice sword?"
　　 "Bah, is it rare! I'm obviously tired from training, so I just sat down to rest."
　　 "Oh, it sounds reasonable to you! Come, come, come! Let me see how you make progress."
　　While speaking, Wu Chi gently jumped out of the pavilion, pulled out his sword, and looked at Zhou Boyan triumphantly.
　　 "Come on, promise to hit you on your knees and beg for mercy."
　　 followed by jumping out of the pavilion, Zhou Boyan took the lead out of the sword, gritted his teeth and attacked Wu Chi.
　　 "Hey, let's talk about it first. If you lose in a while, you can't cry anymore. It's ugly."
　　 "You are crying, go to hell!"