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Zhao Yushu discovered that the world of Avalon was not entirely centered around himself. At most, he was just a son of the plane of this world, with a little bit of luck that enabled him to turn danger into safety.

Some people with great power even have the ability to interfere with the operation of this world.

Such as now.

The snowy dusk at the museum shattered before his eyes, and without any voluntary will, he was forcibly expelled from Avalon.

The moment the scenery changed, Zhao Yushu took out the Assassin, picked up Avalon on the ground, and took a few steps back. He only showed half of his face behind a big tree and looked at the wolf girl. In case the wolf girl wanted to chop him again, he would try to escape as long as possible.

"Sixth Brother? Why are you here? Why am I here?"

The wolf girl sat up from the ground and immediately noticed Zhao Yushu who was peeking around.

"Do you recognize me?"

Zhao Yushu still didn't dare to come out.

"Huh? Come here!"

"it is good!"

Zhao Yushu used the most concise language and spent tens of thousands of words to describe in detail his miserable life after meeting the wolf girl. He focused on how he did not fight back or retaliate when facing his senior sister who was controlled by the bad guys, and how he secretly wiped away his tears while quietly stopping the Assassin's blood-sucking function.

"Anyway, I took great pains to wake you up. So, Senior Sister, who was that man?"

"do not know."

Zhao Yushu almost vomited blood. How could you not know?

"I have no recollection of what you said. I only remember sneaking into Linhuang Mansion and trying to kill that old man. Then I suddenly fell asleep, and when I woke up I saw you."

Zhao Yushu opened his mouth and his eyes widened. “That’s not what you said in Avalon.”

"But since you said I knew him and thought he should die, it reminds me of someone."

"Who?"

"I have to go to Linhuang Prefecture."

"Who!?"

"I need to see him to be sure. He should have died long ago. Follow me!"

"Who on earth is it?"

Zhao Yushu really wanted to curse, remembering the plot on TV in his previous life where you listen to my explanation and I don’t listen and you listen to my explanation, and this kind of nonsense goes on for dozens of minutes. If you had this much time, you could have finished explaining it long ago.

It’s the same now. It’s just a name and you can say it in one second, so why don’t you say it?

"I don't know what his name is."

Faced with Zhao Yushu's questioning, the wolf girl finally stopped insisting on playing dumb tricks.

"I just remember that I called him Second Uncle."

When Zhao Yushu heard this title, he was startled and thought to himself that it was a good thing you didn't call him junior master uncle. If he were to lead the way again, no one would believe the author when he said he didn't plagiarize.

"I wonder who your father is?"

"Oh, I don't know."

Zhao Yushu shut up decisively. Come on, it’s another wild child. The old man likes to pick up orphans. But why should he say again?

"Senior Sister, are we going to Linhuang Prefecture now?"

The two of them flew through the woods. With this speed, they would reach Linhuang Prefecture in two days at the latest. I wonder if Lan Ling has arrived yet.

There is also Senior Brother Wu Ziteng, whose whereabouts are unknown. There has been no news from Master Zhang Tianshi, so I don't know if he is willing to help. More importantly, where are the eldest senior brother and the old man?

The grassland is too big.

"We go first, poof!"

The wolf girl suddenly fell headfirst from mid-air. Zhao Yushu decisively activated the Assassin, teleported to the bottom and caught the wolf girl, with a gloomy look on his face.

The wolf girl was hit hard without any warning. He tried to transfer the mountain god's spiritual power to the wolf girl as quickly as possible, but it was of no use.

Zhao Yushu remembered the last time the man in Avalon pointed his finger at the wolf girl's forehead.

The wolf girl spit out a mouthful of blood and then fell into a coma. Neijing's strong physique prevented her from dying so easily, but her pale face and heavy breathing showed that she was only immortal at the moment.

When did he do this?

Avalon?

Or was it when he first controlled the wolf girl?

Since you did something, why didn't you kill the wolf girl?

Like the wolf girl said, he didn't dare to kill? Or did he have other ideas?

But now is not the time to think about that.

Zhao Yushu carried the wolf girl on his back and ran madly towards Linhuang Prefecture.

Just because the wolf girl is not dead now doesn't mean she will never die. She is good at healing herself, but very bad at healing others. Even Dragon Ball doesn't know if there is any way to help.

We must quickly find a teacher or senior brother, preferably the senior brother. As long as we send the wolf girl to the academy, any big problem can be solved.

At the other end of the grassland, a young swordsman was squatting beside a small river, washing his face with water.

The thousands of miles of tracking made him look quite embarrassed, and he even had several wounds of varying depths on his body.

Before entering the grassland, he was a tracker, but after arriving at the grassland, he became the tracked.

This is a complete trap.

Wu Ziteng looked at the setting sun sinking into the meadow and let out a long sigh.

I should have noticed something was wrong long ago.

Yan Hui has never been good at speed. It can even be said that speed is his weakest among weaknesses. His speed is not much faster than that of ordinary people.

Of course, many people know that this is because Yan Hui has trained the Invincible Golden Body into his bones, and he can always maintain the golden body state without almost any need to activate it.

And when he couldn't catch up with a man whose speed was barely different from crawling even after he had chased him out of the Tang Dynasty border, he should have thought that this was a trap.

Perhaps he had already thought of it, but his arrogance and self-blame prevented him from stopping to ask for help from his master, and instead he charged straight into the grassland.

Sure enough, Yan Hui was waiting for him, and waiting for him too was the Zuo Shi, who had been chased by the Second Master in Yizhou and had run away to who knows where.

With a perfect exterior scene and an unexpectedly rising interior scene, it would be too easy to keep Jiuchongtian, but they didn't.

The next generation leader of Shushan showed a strength that was absolutely worthy of the sect and its reputation. He wielded his self-created Seven Deadly Swords and fought his way out of the encirclement of the two masters. He risked his life to put on a fighting spirit and forced the Left Envoy to retreat a step, and then fled thousands of miles.

Fortunately, they both had only one arm left. Wu Ziteng tried to make the best of a difficult situation by taking out a piece of dry biscuit from his arms and chewing it in big mouthfuls.

He didn't dare to send a message to his master. Since they ambushed him, they must have left people along the way to intercept the Flying Sword Legend. If he used conventional means of communication, by the time his master and others received the letter, the grass on his grave would be three feet high.

But I am not without a trump card.

Wu Ziteng subconsciously touched his arms, and the hard touch calmed his heart temporarily.

If it really comes to that, I, a Ninth Heaven, will exchange for two inner scenes. Ha, Master Yanhui at least was an inner scene before, so it can't be said that he has tarnished the reputation of Shushan.

Wu Ziteng shook off the biscuit crumbs on his hands, took out the kettle and took a sip, then stood up and looked to the south. In the distant sky, an abnormal storm was approaching.