Sure enough, the Master Wuchen imprisoned Liu Yawen here because he wanted her life.

Soon, Liu Yawen's stiff fingers outlined a sentence again - escape, next, kill you!

I chuckled in my heart, and the soles of my feet rubbed against the cool air. Ь.

I asked, "When will the Master of Dust kill me?"

Liu Yawen was so stiff that she soaked in the liquid of her body, as if she had the weight of ten thousand pounds.

Her outstretched fingertips, sliding hard, wrote down a 'three'.

Three?

The attitude of the Master of the Dust Master towards me is still extremely hypocritical, and this 'three is definitely not three days.

Three months and three years, it's possible.

Before I could continue to interrogate, the door outside was already lit up with golden ripples, and the door was about to open slowly in two.

The Master Wuchen stood outside the door, his old face full of vigilance, "Disciple, why don't you leave?"

After many lives and deaths, I have been able to live under the pressure.

I said calmly, "I said a few words to Yawen, and I was just about to leave."

Walking out of the gate of the formation, the Master Wuchen took out some elixir and floated in front of me with his hand.

"You have been in the sect since you entered the sect and have behaved well, and these pills are a reward from the sect."

I took the elixir and felt the strong power in it, and I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The value of the elixir is very high, and the Master of the Dust will be so generous to me, a dying man?

When he went out, the Master Wuchen said earnestly, "Hidden Dragon, you have a great talent for cultivation, and you are also competitive enough, so it is not difficult to find a good Taoist companion."

"But you and Yawen, after all, are seniorly different."

"She is the Yuanying realm, and her yang life span is five hundred years. You have a golden pill period, and your lifespan is only more than 200 years."

"Maybe Yawen will close the life and death pass, and when you come out again, you will already be a gray-haired old man."

"And Yawen may also waste her cultivation for your sake."

I heard the voice of the Venerable Master Wuchen, so I made a reluctant look, "The disciple is willing to consider the overall situation and give up this relationship!"

The reason why I'm talking nonsense is to see Liu Yawen.

Now that the goal has been achieved, the Master Wuchen will definitely not let me meet again, and this pretense is useless.

The Master Wuchen persuaded again, "Your relationship with Ning Yun seems to be good, have you ever considered enhancing the relationship again?"

In order to reassure the Master Wuchen, I have no plans for Liu Yawen, so I readily admit it.

"Senior Sister Ning Yun is good to me, if we have the opportunity, we may be able to develop into Taoist couples."

The Master Wuchen smiled dumbly, "You little fellow, you have a pretty romantic personality."

My mind was full of wondering whether it would take three months or three years for the Master of Dust to kill me.

After thinking about it again and again, I asked tentatively, "Master, I am going to go to the outskirts of the wasteland in half a month and pick some medicinal herbs."

Master Wuchen: "How long will it take?"

"About three months."

"No!"

The Venerable Master Wuchen refused without thinking about it, "Recently, the sect is the time to employ people, and you must not leave within three months."

My heart was heavy again.

The Master Wuchen has been killed, and he will not wait for three years, and after three months, he will have a butcher's knife!

In three months, let alone being promoted to the Yuan Infant Stage, I am the consummation of the Jindan Realm, and I may not be able to achieve it.

It's definitely no fun to fight hard, and then you have to think about how to escape.

As soon as I walked to the door, I saw Ning Yun changing into a white dress, holding a copper basin in her hand, and wiping the two bronze statues at the door with a rag.

I asked, "Master, why is Senior Sister Ning Yun here?"

The Master Wuchen smiled and said, "Let Yun'er say it herself."

"You two, talk at the door for a while, and my wife will go in retreat."

The Master Wuchen left, and I took a rag to help wipe it down.

Ning Yun: "According to the rules of the sect, every three months, the inner disciples have to change shifts to take care of the sect master's diet and daily life."

"In the last month, it's just my turn."

I used my soul to speak, "Senior sister, the Venerable Master Wuchen is in the house, and he can overhear our conversation."

"When I use my soul to speak, you remember to pretend to be chatting normally."

Ning Yundong and I chatted with a hammer and a stick in the west, making sure that we could fool the dustless master inside the door.

As we spoke, I could keenly perceive that there was an invisible soul energy that was silently locking us.

The old man of the Dustless Master was really eavesdropping.

While chatting, I quietly whispered with my soul, "I have met Elder Liu Yawen, and she told me that I have three months to live!"

Ning Yun's complexion changed suddenly, and I hurriedly reminded, "Don't make an abnormal gesture, someone is staring at it!" "Oops, there's a barb on this barrel!"

Ning Yun concealed the panic on his face, pretending to pull out the fingertip barbs, and at the same time used his soul to transmit sound.

"How can I help you?"

I took my leave, and as I turned my back, I secretly said, "As soon as the Master leaves the sect, deliver the news to me immediately."

"Understood!"

After leaving the main peak, I immediately returned to my accommodation and began to think about specific countermeasures.

After so many years of licking blood on the tip of a knife and rolling in a pile of dead people, I have developed an extraordinary survival instinct.

The Master Wuchen wants to kill me, and the butcher's knife he wields is imminent, and under the disparity in strength, it seems to be a mortal situation, but in fact there are two lines of life.

The first vitality comes from Fuso.

Her strength is already the pinnacle of this world, and it is more than enough to kill a dustless master for me.

Although it is a woman to survive, it is a bit faceless to say it.

But at the moment of life and death, who can take care of any face.

Fuso's visit to me is a probability event, and I can't put all the treasures on her.

The second vitality originated from the elder Liu Yawen.

The Master of Dust practiced by killing people. The order of killing is particularly particular.

As long as Liu Yawen lives, I won't die!

It just so happened that recently, Ning Yun was in charge of serving the Master Wuchen and was able to control all her movements.

I only need to take advantage of the fact that the Master Wuchen is not paying attention, sneak into the main hall, and take the imprisoned Liu Yawen out of hiding, so as to delay the time for the Master Wuchen to kill me.

I can't do anything else.

While waiting for the opportunity, I didn't dare to fall behind in my cultivation progress.

I just got promoted recently, and I am not fully familiar with the power in my body, so I have to find a place to practice.

Cultivating in the sect, it is easy to expose my strength, so I rode the golden retriever roar and ran towards the wasteland in the southeast direction.

On the outskirts of the wasteland, there is silence everywhere.

It was late autumn, and the wind was blowing through the leaves.

I held the Hidden Snow Divine Spear in my hand, and said awe-inspiringly: "You accompany me to fight, and it just happens to grind the strength within the ***."

The golden retriever roared very reluctantly, "Master, I'm afraid of hurting you."

"Less nonsense, do it!"

I shot and killed, and the Golden Retriever was forced to return fire.

At first, the Golden Retriever just absentmindedly accompanied me to fight, and it was not until I slashed the tip of the gun against its belly several times, and the spear flower pointed directly at the eyeball, that I began to get serious.