This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 829 Weakness Revealed
Amao disappeared. Hearing the news, Master Yushu's heart immediately became heavy.

He didn't choose the other party, but it doesn't mean he can just watch the other party suffer misfortune. After all, in the eyes of the real Yushu, although Amao's character is not good, he is by no means hopeless.

On the first night when Amao disappeared, Master Yushu found out that something was wrong, and he immediately found the monk in the Taoist temple to ask about the situation.

"The poor monk has never seen the child mentioned by the benefactor, maybe he left by himself sometime." In the main hall, Monk Lingyu turned his back to Master Yushu, knocking the wooden fish in his hand one after another.

Master Yushu's gaze narrowed slightly, he stared at the monk's back, thanked him after a while, turned around and left, walked to the door, turned his head suddenly, and asked again: "Master, has he really never seen that child? "

"Monk, don't tell lies." Monk Lingyu calmly replied, he stopped the movement of his hands, and the sound of knocking on the wooden fish suddenly stopped.

The atmosphere in the room was a little weird, real Yushu narrowed his eyes, looking at the straight figure, thoughtfully.

Monk Lingyu stood in front of him with one palm upright, and the other hand holding Jianzhi slowly stopped in mid-air. He lowered his eyes and glanced back slightly, and met Yushu real person for a moment.

"It's the poor Taoist who is suspicious, Master, don't blame me." Master Yushu's hand had grasped the sword at his waist at some point, but he didn't pull it out, but after apologizing, he quickly left the main hall.

After he left the Taoist temple, Ke Hencai appeared from the shadows. Monk Lingyu continued to move his hands. Accompanied by the regular and orderly knocking of the wooden fish, he said calmly: "He is injured."

"Yushu's back is injured, but her eyes are not blind."

"Master of the Evil Way" Ke Hentian said indifferently: "He already suspected you, and he probably found out that I was here just now, so he didn't make a move."

Monk Lingyu frowned slightly, and Muyu's voice became a little hurried, but his tone was still calm: "In terms of seniority, he has to call you uncle. In your opinion, how will Yushu respond?"

Ke Hentian glanced at Monk Lingyu, and said calmly: "If I were you, I would leave this place immediately, and it is best to return to the Central Plains, and I will never stay in Sichuan and Sichuan for a moment."

The sound of the wooden fish stopped again, Monk Lingyu put down the juvenile, and stood with his palms folded in front of his chest. His eyes were slightly lowered, and he asked in a slightly low tone, "Why?"

Ke Hentian sneered, but did not answer. Monk Lingyu frowned, and continued to ask: "Yushu is in the prime of life, but to us, he is a junior after all. No matter how good his martial arts are, he cannot be our opponent."

"That's a good statement." Ke Hentian didn't object to this. Although he was optimistic about Yushu, he didn't want to underestimate himself.

"But—" Ke Hentian changed the topic, and said again: "We have already missed the best time to keep him."

"Just now Yushu found you, so he hesitated, but why didn't you take action?" Monk Lingyu's words did not mean to be held accountable, because he knew that the other party was on the same boat as him, and they ran away from Yushu. No one can please.

Ke Hentian pondered for a moment, and said: "If I make a move, Yushu will definitely recognize him. If I can't stop him then, I'm afraid you and I will still have no peace when we return to the Central Plains."

Ke Hentian's thoughts highlighted a steady one. He was not sure how the real Yushu's injury was, so he was not sure whether he and Lingyu could keep him.

Master Yushu is the head of the Qingcheng Three Heroes, and his martial arts level is definitely among the best in the Jianghu. Even though Ke Hentian's martial arts is stronger than him, it is still limited.

What's more, at their level of martial arts cultivation, victory is easy to distinguish, and life and death are hard to decide. If Master Yushu escapes with all his strength, they may not be able to stop him.

Given his connection with the Qingcheng faction, once his identity is revealed, there will be endless pursuit, Ke Hentian doesn't want to gamble.

Monk Lingyu was a little dissatisfied, but the deal was done, and the real Yushu was gone, and if he went to argue with Ke Hentian at this time, it would only further increase the gap between the two.

"Amitabha."

Monk Lingyu sighed slightly: "In this case, according to Ke Benefactor's idea, we give up this hiding place and leave immediately."

Although he said so, Ke Hentian could tell that Monk Lingyu was very unwilling. In fact, if it was him, he didn't want to move at this special juncture.

Ke Hentian didn't answer immediately, but turned to ask the brat who was caught by them earlier: "That kid, have you survived?"

Monk Lingyu's eyes were deep, and he nodded: "He had a high fever, but the poor monk gave him strong medicine, and now the fever has subsided, but his body is still very weak. If we leave now, I'm afraid he will have to suffer halfway." Can't live."

Ke Hentian sank into his thoughts, and his tone was a bit reluctant: "This is a good material. We have tested it no less than ten times, and it is the first time someone can survive the first wave. It is a pity to give up now."

After the words fell, the two looked at each other, and Monk Lingyu immediately said: "You know Yushu best. According to your estimation, how many days do we have left?"

"How many more days do you need?" Ke Hentian asked back.

"Seven days, at least six days," Monk Lingyu said, "The method of blood exchange must be separated by at least ten hours, otherwise not only he will not be able to hold on, but the poor monk may not be able to continue."

Ke Hentian frowned and shook his head: "You only have five days at most, or even less, don't underestimate Yushu."

Monk Lingyu disagreed and said: "It takes ten days to go back and forth to Qingcheng, why only five days."

Ke Hentian sneered and said: "Ten days? Did you come here in a carriage as a disciple of Qingcheng? Besides, once the news of Yushu arrives, the Qingcheng faction will not come out in full force. At least Konggu and Guiyun, the two As long as one person comes, you still have a slight chance of winning."

From the beginning to the end, Ke Hentian didn't count himself in the battle sequence, because once he made a move, the situation might become even more unmanageable. As long as Kong Gu got the upper hand, his years of stability would come to an end.

And monk Lingyu alone, trying to block two of the three heroes of Qingcheng, is probably a bit arrogant.

"it is good."

After thinking for a while, Monk Lingyu said in a deep voice, "Five days is five days."

As soon as the words fell, Monk Lingyu immediately got up and went to the backyard with Ke Hentian. They came to an ordinary kitchen, and it was Amao who was locked up inside.

For half a day, the child had been tortured beyond human form, with two lifeless eyes hanging lifelessly on his pale sunken cheeks, only when Monk Lingyu appeared, he had a slight reaction.

The two ignored Amao, and went straight to a small table. Monk Lingyu took a broken dagger, roasted it on a candle, and then slashed his arm neatly, blood flowing down his arm. The arms flowed into the bowl below.

After filling about half a bowl, Monk Lingyu immediately treated the wound with medicine and gauze. Ke Hentian took some medicine powder and poured it into the blood. After mixing it evenly, he brought him to Amao's. in front of you.

Amao looked at the blood, his already sluggish body, and once again recalled the extreme pain he had experienced just now, his suddenly shrunk eyes trembled uncontrollably again.

(End of this chapter)