Chapter 80 Come to the Door 】

"Dionysus Valley? Are you sure it's here?"

Fan Jingxuan stopped suddenly, looked at the valley in front of him, and asked in a deep voice.

"Elder Fan, I am connected with my elder brother by heart and blood. Although the elder brother is dead, since the other party has extracted his sword gall, he will never be able to get rid of my perception." Xue Ye said firmly.

"Put away your sword!" Fan Jingxuan said in a deep voice after glancing at Xue Ye, "That's Dionysus Valley, don't be rude! If you can't find anyone after entering, go back and go to the execution hall to receive your punishment."

Xue Ye was taken aback immediately, "Punishment hall? Elder Fan, why?"

The execution hall of the Blood Sect has always been the place that all disciples fear the most. Entering the torture hall, even if you don't die, the painful torture is enough to be remembered for life! Xue Ye knew very well that many disciples couldn't stand the torture in the torture hall, and they were directly tortured and went crazy.

"Why? You know, what is this place?" With a sneer, Fan Jingxuan opened his mouth and said, "This is the place where the alcoholic genius doctor lives in seclusion. Chasing someone here is already a taboo. If you catch someone, it's fine." , After all, there is a reason for the incident. But if you don’t find anyone and offend the alcoholic genius doctor, it will be cheaper for you to be sent to the execution hall.”

"Drunkard genius doctor?" Xue Ye broke out in a cold sweat. He knew how powerful this drunkard genius doctor was, and his unpredictable medical skills had saved countless lives.

Not to mention whether provoking the drunkard genius doctor will lead to revenge from many experts who have made friends with the drunkard genius doctor, even if there is no such thing, as long as the drunkard genius doctor refuses to treat the members of the blood sect in the future, it will be enough to make the sect angry. He is just a talented disciple in the sect, but he can't bear this kind of responsibility.

"Why, are you going to tell me that you are not sure now?" Fan Jingxuan questioned in a deep voice with a look of coldness in his eyes.

Immediately terrified, Xue Ye quickly explained, "Elder Fan, I can be sure that Yuan Ziyi must be among them. If you can't find it, I would like to go to the punishment hall to receive the punishment."

What he said before is convincing, but now that he has reached this point, how can he allow him to contradict?

If you really want to do this, I am afraid that you don't need to go to the punishment hall at all, and the elder Fan in front of you will not be able to forgive yourself.

Nodding slightly, Fan Jingxuan flicked his sleeves and walked towards the valley.

"not good!"

Fan Jingxuan just took a step, Xue Ye suddenly exclaimed, his face changed drastically.

"What's the matter?" Fan Jingxuan asked impatiently as his face darkened.

With cold sweat dripping from his head, Xue Ye replied with a pale face, "Elder Fan, brother's sword gall has probably been completely refined by someone, I lost my senses just now."

"What did you say?" Fan Jingxuan's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

The so-called thieves are dirty, as long as Yuan Ziyi can be caught to search for blood coagulation's sword gall, then no matter where he goes, he will take advantage of it! Even if he chased someone to the Dionysus Valley and alarmed the alcoholic genius doctor, he still had something to say.

But once the sword gall is refined, it will be troublesome if there is no proof.

But if he retreats just like that, how can he be reconciled?

"Let's go! No matter what, we have to check it out."

 …

Sitting at the table, before taking a few sips of wine, the old man suddenly felt someone rushing over, frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice.

"Which one came to the old man's place? Since you are here, why hide your head and show your tail."

Hearing this, Wu Chi and Yuan Ziyi also put down their wine bowls at the same time, and looked intently at where the old man was looking.

"Fan Jingxuan, the elder of the Blood Sect, has seen a miracle doctor."

Originally, he wanted to find someone secretly, but the old man spotted him as soon as he approached. Fan Jingxuan was also a little embarrassed, so he had no choice but to show his figure and bowed in salute.

Bloodline?

Hearing these two words, Yuan Ziyi couldn't help but feel a little guilty, playing with the wine bowl in his hand, without saying a word.

"When did the old man's residence become a place where you come and go as you please?" The old man's expression darkened, and he scolded in a cold voice.

"I don't dare!" Fan Jingxuan said slowly, clasping his fists slightly, "It's just a true disciple of this sect, Xue Ning was killed by someone, and his sword guts were taken out, I'll follow all the way here, please forgive me."

After such a short time of talking, Xue Ye had already walked out of the distant woods.

"Xue Ye, a disciple of the blood sect, has seen senior genius doctor."

Ignoring Xue Ye, the old man said lightly, "So, the murderer is here?"

"Yuan Ziyi, you provoked my elder brother again and again, killed him with despicable means, and drew the sword gall! But you probably didn't expect that I was connected with the elder brother by heart, and I could sense the position of his sword gall. Have you come after me?"

Rolling his eyes, Yuan Ziyi said disdainfully, "You said I killed it, so I killed it? Didn't you say that you can sense the position of the sword gall? Well, tell me, where do I hide the sword gall?" gone?"

Anyway, the sword gallbladder had already been refined by Wu Chi, so Yuan Ziyi would not admit it.

"The sword gall has already been refined by you, right? However, I'm afraid you don't know that before the elder brother died, he left a mark on you! I was able to chase all the way here, which is the evidence, and you are not allowed to quibble!"

Xue Ye also knew the pros and cons of it, so he compiled a so-called mark casually, anyway, it was Yuan Ziyi who bit him to death.

Yuan Ziyi's face changed slightly, and Yuan Ziyi frowned, "Nonsense, I also said that you killed him and deliberately framed me."

This is a bit of a nonsense, but when did the fairy in purple clothes speak the truth?

"Fairy in purple clothes, you did the thing, and now that it happened, I'm afraid it's not that easy to deny it?" With a cold snort, Fan Jingxuan followed suit, "Could it be that you think my blood sect is really so easy to bully? "

"It seems that you insisted that I killed the person?" Yuan Ziyi stood up and said disdainfully, "Even if I killed him? He was trying to do something wrong with this girl. Killing him is still cheap for him gone."

Seeing that she couldn't deny it, Yuan Ziyi's witch lost her temper and simply took a bite back.

Ignoring Yuan Ziyi, Fan Jingxuan clasped his fists at the old man and said, "Genius doctor, this is a matter between my Blood Sect and her, please don't interfere."

Frowning slightly, the old man stood up and was about to refuse, but before the words of rejection came out, a familiar voice came from his ear.

"Old drunkard, don't interfere, this girl is so bold, let her suffer a bit, and a long memory is also a good thing."

I was startled suddenly in my heart, and then completely relieved, the old man sat back again, poured himself a bowl of wine slowly, and said indifferently, "Of course I don't care about your grievances! However, if the old man's medicine is broken Garden, but don’t blame the old man for being rude.”

Overjoyed, Fan Jingxuan quickly agreed, "Don't worry, genius doctor, we will definitely not hurt the medicine garden."

Compared to Fan Jingxuan and the others, Yuan Ziyi was taken aback.

She dared to admit that she killed the man just now, and she would not suffer because of the presence of the old man, but now that the old man left him alone, she suddenly felt a little guilty.

He glared at the old man angrily, but it was hard to say anything, so he turned to Fan Jingxuan angrily and said, "Why, Elder Fan wants to kill me himself to avenge Xue Ning?"

"I don't have to do it myself to kill you." With a snort of disdain, Fan Jingxuan ordered calmly, "Xue Ye, do you dare to take revenge for your elder brother?"

"The disciple is willing to kill the enemy!" Xue Ye replied without hesitation.

He had seen Yuan Ziyi make a move before, and his strength was far from enough. Although his strength was slightly worse than that of Xue Ling, he had already condensed his sword courage, and he was not afraid of Yuan Ziyi at all.

As for what despicable tricks Yuan Ziyi may be hiding, he doesn't care much. Now it's an open fight, as long as you are careful, how can you get caught?

"Hit and hit, who is afraid of whom?!"

Seeing that the old man ignored him, Yuan Ziyi was also a little annoyed, thinking secretly.

"Grandpa Drunkard is going to teach me a lesson, hum! This girl has a Zihua Xingluo umbrella in her hand, at worst, she sacrifices and shoots this annoying guy to death. If the trouble ends badly, it's none of my business."

Thinking of this, Yuan Ziyi immediately stood up and said sarcastically, "Elder Fan, I think your Blood Sect has lost a disciple, but it's not enough, so you insist on sending him to death again?"

"Big words!" snorting coldly, Fan Jingxuan reprimanded disdainfully.

"Wait!"

Just when Yuan Ziyi was about to make a move, Wu Chi stood up slowly and grabbed Yuan Ziyi.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Ziyi asked, staring at Wu Chi dissatisfied.

"Let me do it!" Shaking his head, Wu Chi said softly, "I refined the sword gallbladder, so if something goes wrong, I will naturally take care of it."

He also guessed that the old man might want to use the other party's hand to teach Yuan Ziyi a lesson, so as to save her from acting lawlessly. However, now that he has recovered, how can he watch Yuan Ziyi suffer?

He knew Yuan Ziyi's strength well, and he was fine against ordinary liquid-condensing people, but once he met a real master, that little strength was not enough at all.

As for the Zihua Xingluo umbrella that Yuan Ziyi mentioned before, he remembered that Yuan Ziyi's forced movement was to consume blood, so why would he want Yuan Ziyi to be injured again now?

With a sweet heart, Yuan Ziyi naturally understood that Wu Chi was not willing to let her suffer, but she was a little worried about Wu Chi's injury, and said softly.

"You are just right, so don't do anything! Don't worry, this girl is sure to deal with him."

"Little demon girl, I'm still standing here, it's your turn to come out and show off?" After glaring at Yuan Ziyi fiercely, Wu Chi snatched the sword from Yuan Ziyi's hand and strode out, "Sword courage is what I forged!" If you want revenge, come at me."

"Shuifan? Are you sick?" Seeing Wu Chi's strength at a glance, Xue Ye's eyes widened immediately, and he took Wu Chi as crazy.

When did a degenerate kid dare to jump out and show off his might?

"So... are these your last words?"