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The spiritual power spread and put out the flames on his body. Zhao Yushu took out a replacement robe from the storage bag and put it on. Most of the hair he had managed to keep was burned off.

Kogoro stood a few steps away, staring blankly at a long wound on his body that ran from his left shoulder to his right waist. Dark red liquid was flowing out of the wound, falling to the ground and igniting a patch of grass.

"Good! You are worthy of being the descendant of the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain. If you hadn't borrowed the power of my own lava, I would have been seriously injured by you. You are amazing, you are amazing, and the scabbard in your hand is even more amazing. Is it the Heavenly Grade Treasure of Longhu Mountain?"

Zhao Yushu was somewhat desperate. The previous move was so powerful, but unfortunately most of the power came from someone else. The wound looked terrible, but to Neijing it was only a superficial injury. It would have been much better if he had used pure spiritual power.

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. If I capture you, I'm sure the Heavenly Master will be willing to exchange you for a Heavenly Grade Treasure. You are my junior, and I have already shown you enough leniency. If you don't surrender, I will not be polite."

Kogoro walked towards him step by step, and the wound was wriggling rapidly. It would not take long for such an injury to recover.

Zhao Yushu turned his left hand and began to consider whether he should continue running. As for whether he could escape or not, that was a matter for the future. It was better than dying now.

Kogoro took another step forward and was only a few feet away from Zhao Yushu.

Zhao Yushu took a deep breath and prepared to fight Madam Xu to the death, at least to create a chance for himself to escape.

"Stay."

Kogoro clapped his palms, making a sound of wind and thunder, like an eagle flapping its wings, and he drew them inward from both sides and clapped them directly towards Zhao Yushu's shoulders.

The next moment, he turned around without any pause, turned around and ran towards the giant wolf chariot, and spoke only a very short sentence in Khitan. The faces of several monks on the field who were setting up the formation changed drastically, and they immediately withdrew the formation and rushed towards the chariot.

Zhao Yushu touched his burnt hair that was left with only a crew cut. What was going on?

It has happened twice recently. I was let go by Nei Jing at the most critical moment. What can be more important than my own life?

Of course there are, either it’s the life of their master or their own life.

The giant silver wolf howled towards the sky, moved its four hooves, and was about to run away, but there was still a slower scene that had not yet boarded the car.

What happened to them that made them run so fast?

The chariot turned into a streak of light and fled madly into the distance. The last monk looked at the chariot that quickly disappeared from his sight in despair, then looked around in a daze, not even knowing which way to escape.

Finally, the monk gritted his teeth, looked viciously at Zhao Yushu who was still standing there, shouted loudly, pulled out a mountain-splitting axe from behind, stomped his feet hard, and jumped into the air.

The contrast between the big axe and his muscular body was quite powerful. Even Zhao Yushu did not dare to underestimate it.

Zhao Yushu sat on the ground and began to put on his pants and shoes, as if he didn't notice the axe in the sky that was big enough to split him in half.

The Axe Monk stopped in mid-air while still chopping down in anger, and time seemed to have stopped for him.

Zhao Yushu took off his outer robe and started to put on his inner clothes with his bare chest. Then he used sword energy from his fingertips to cut off the burnt ends of his hair, and wrapped a piece of cloth around his head again.

"Are you ready?"

An impatient voice came from mid-air.

"Hurry, hurry!"

Zhao Yushu fastened his belt, patted his clothes, took a step back, and saluted respectfully.

"I met the teacher."

The axe monk slowly fell down, still maintaining his original movement. The moment his feet touched the ground, he fell to the ground instantly as if all the strength in his body was drained away, and there was no trace of life in his eyes.

The old man is not Zhao Yushu. If anyone offends him, he will kill them without sparing their life if possible.

An old man in white stood in front of Zhao Yushu. After Zhao Yushu finished his greeting, he hummed and said, "Where is the wolf girl?"

The wolf girl was safe, still sleeping in the cave. She might have woken up before, or maybe not, but she looked even worse now.

The old man put his hand on the wolf girl's forehead and frowned, which was rare.

"How is it, teacher? Can the fifth senior sister be saved?"

"Nonsense, I'm here, she won't die."

"You're right, when will she wake up?"

"How should I know? I'm not a doctor."

Zhao Yushu curled his lips. He finally understood why his teacher had such a bad reputation in the cultivator circle. If I couldn't beat him, I wouldn't dare to do anything even if I could.

"Who hurt her like this?"

The old man picked up the wolf girl, motioned Zhao Yushu to squat down, and then put the wolf girl back on his back.

"She said it might be her second uncle."

"impossible!"

The chaotic spiritual power pushed Zhao Yushu several feet away in an instant, and almost knocked down the wolf girl behind him. Fortunately, the old man was quick to alert, and quickly held his breath and supported the two disciples.

Zhao Yushu was even more surprised. Who on earth was this second uncle that he could surprise the old man like this?

"Where is he!"

"I'm not sure, but it should be Linhuang Prefecture."

The old man turned around several times with his hands behind his back, his brows never relaxed.

A talisman paper suddenly flew over and Zhao Yushu hurriedly reached out to catch it.

"Call the boss to bring the wolf girl back to the academy, and you go with him."

After saying this, the old man was about to leave, but Zhao Yushu grabbed him.

"I can't leave. I have to go to Linhuang Prefecture too."

The old man threw him away and said, "Why are you causing trouble with your little cultivation?"

"Lan Ling went to Linhuang Mansion, so I have to go too. Besides, teacher, don't you think this is weird? Although I don't know who this second uncle is, why did he let the wolf girl stay out there instead of killing her directly? It can't be because he really loves his niece, otherwise he wouldn't have tormented the wolf girl like this."

The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "It's a trick."

"Yes, judging from the way you and the wolf girl look, this second uncle should have died a long time ago. Why is he still alive? Or, is he the second uncle? This incident reminds me of what happened in Chang'an."

The old man raised his head. Zhao Yushu had killed the young duke in Jiangning that year and was escorted to Chang'an for trial. It was at that time that he fell into the trap set by the Emperor of Tang, and the top five in the world were almost caught in one fell swoop.

And that trap was planned by the Right Emissary of the Underworld, the owner of Wangjiang Tower. He gave the old man a reason to go there. He dug the pit and waited for you to jump in. So is it the same this time?

"Also, when I was awake, Senior Sister told me to go north. I didn't know why at first, but now that I've seen you, I understand. Senior Sister knows you're in the north, right?"

The old man's mouth twitched. "Yes, when the wolf girl was little, she bit me for fear that I would abandon her, so she remembered the taste of my blood. I added a secret method to her to preserve this memory for as long as possible. No matter where I am, she knows the general direction."

Zhao Yushu sighed: "If that second uncle also knew about this, he would know that the wolf girl would find you, and then you would know that he is still alive..."

"Then he will be waiting for me in Linhuang Mansion."