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Zhao Yushu was not stupid. No matter how beautifully the person sitting opposite him smiled, he was still his enemy, not his father. After being fooled by him once, how could he be kind enough to chat with him and watch him heal his wounds?

If his brain had not been damaged by the lightning struck by Zhang Tianshi just now, there would only be one possibility left.

The other party is in the wrong state.

This is not wrong. It does not mean that he cannot kill Zhao Yushu or may even be killed by Zhao Yushu. The point is that after experiencing the bronze medal, the thunder sword and the use of the black sword many times in succession, he may not be able to use the black sword again in a short period of time.

If I run away now, he might not be able to catch up with me.

So he had to steady himself.

"Don't lie to me. If you do, I'll run away now. Let's make a bet."

Zhao Yushu moved back a little, creating a little distance.

"Haha, hahaha, good, good, great, you are worthy of being Zhao Yushu, very good, very good. If you see through me and I still lie, it will be a disgrace to you. Half an hour, you can run away at any time within half an hour. After half an hour, I will continue to chase you. If I catch you, you will die. If you run now, you may have the best chance."

Zhao Yushu touched his chin. This bastard is still lying to me. Half an hour might be true, but asking me to run now is definitely false. He has the black sword. There is no difference between me running now and running at the last moment.

"In half an hour, you can do a lot."

Zhao Yushu gave up on escaping now.

"for example?"

"For example, I can find out how you escaped from the teacher."

Since the old man told me before that he really thought Yelu Mingjing was dead, then he must be dead. The old man would not lie to me.

Yelu Mingjing was able to hide the truth from the number one man in the world. How did he do it?

Zhao Yushu felt that this question was very important. If he could not get an answer, then even if the teacher came and killed Yelu Mingjing again, who knew if he would escape again?

"What do you think."

"I think it has something to do with the sword in your hand."

Zhao Yushu pointed at the black sword, but his eyes were always fixed on Yelu's eyes. If he showed any sign of evasion, he would be able to deduce a considerable part of the truth.

The famous detective Zhao Yushu is not just famous for nothing.

He was wrong again. He was not Ke the Grim Reaper, nor was he Ping Heitan. Although he was the King of Thieves, he was not Kaito Kid. Yelu Mingjing was a real old villain, the kind of person who didn't want to admit that you would never find evidence for him.

There was no fluctuation in the deep and bright eyes, no trembling, no dodging, and no sudden shining.

Zhao Yushu sighed. It was rare for him to be at a disadvantage in all aspects. When he faced Yan Hui in Kunlun Prison, he barely had the upper hand in words and wisdom.

“It’s related to it, but not entirely because of it.”

Zhao Yushu's eyes suddenly widened, and then immediately realized that he had lost another game.

A simple word from the other party can make one's emotions fluctuate more. In a game between experts, this moment of panic has already determined the outcome.

I actually wanted to trick him. If Yelu Mingjing was interested, I would have been tricked long ago.

Otherwise, just run away.

Zhao Yushu moved his legs.

"You asked right away. Are you planning on leaving now?"

Yelu Mingjing asked with a smile. Now that everyone has shown their cards and no one is trying to trick anyone, Zhao Yushu is betting that he can use this time to recover from his injuries and get as much information as possible. It's not that he trusts Yelu Mingjing's character and is sure that the other party will never kill him within half an hour, but that he has no cards to play and can only trust the other party.

Yelu Mingjing was also gambling that Zhao Yushu was insatiable. As long as he released a little bit of information, it would be enough to whet the other party's appetite and make him unable to stop. When half an hour was up, did he really think he could get away?

Everyone sits at the card table, ordinary players play with their card skills, while top players focus on their mentality.

In terms of mentality, Zhao Yushu was at a disadvantage from the very beginning.

"You are so tight-lipped that I can't get anything out of you. The wolf girl calls you Second Uncle, and I am her junior fellow apprentice. I am also your junior by a narrow margin, so I guess it's not too much to let her say a few words."

A real man can bend and stretch. For the sake of victory, he can temporarily put aside some face and dignity. Anyway, no one will see it.

Zhao Yushu rubbed his face and forced a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Hahaha, now I remember that I'm your elder. Okay, since you've spoken, I must give in. Just like that old eunuch, if he begs for mercy, I will definitely let him go."

Zhao Yushu's smiling face froze and his eyes became dangerous.

"Mr. Ge will never beg for mercy from you."

"He is a eunuch. He didn't even have the courage to look up at me. Just now, I made a move and he was defeated."

The two men were only a few feet apart, and although they were both sitting cross-legged, if they wanted to fight, they could hand their swords to each other in the blink of an eye.

Yelu Mingjing has never been an easy-going person. No matter how approachable, courteous, and selfless he appears to be, he will never miss an opportunity to strike his opponents.

Zhao Yushu was very difficult to deal with. In more than a year, he traveled most of the way from Dongdu to the Tang Dynasty. Every enemy, no matter whether they underestimated him or took him seriously, failed without exception.

The end result of failure for most people is death, and they die at the hands of Mr. Liu, whose true strength few people can figure out.

This even includes interior scenes.

The black scabbard in his hand contained another world, and Yelu Mingjing had experienced that world personally.

When Zhao Yushu hid there, he was not even sure he could pull him out. Once he chased him in, his strength would be greatly suppressed. How could he beat this cunning boy there? That was his home ground.

Zhao Yushu had guessed wrong before. He thought that Yelu Mingjing was willing to sit down and chat for half an hour simply because he was unable to use the black sword.

He was right, but not completely right. Yelu Mingjing didn't have the black sword, and if he tried his best to kill him, he would have no chance to escape. But Yelu Mingjing was not sure he could stop him from entering Avalon.

So he wanted to seduce Zhao Yushu, anger Zhao Yushu, force him to take the initiative, and attack at all costs, until the moment when his mind was in chaos, so that his hand that was tightly gripping the scabbard could loosen for a moment. This moment would be the time of Zhao Yushu's death.

Obviously, Ge Lao's topic was very good and successfully aroused Zhao Yushu's anger.

"Well, man, you succeeded in irritating me."

Zhao Yushu raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and said something that sounded a little arrogant and a little disgusting.

Yes, it was disgusting. Yelu Mingjing himself didn’t know why he felt uncomfortable in his stomach after hearing this.

If he knew more about Zhao Yushu's world, he would know that when Zhao Yushu said this, it meant that he was not really angry.

He is playing tricks on Yelu Mingjing.

"You don't believe this is the old dog's blood?"

Yelu Mingjing pointed at the bloodstains on his clothes with some disdain.

"I don't care whose blood this is, but you may have forgotten one thing. Overemphasizing one thing means that you are lying."