Everyone, Sunny Day today recommends to you a game novel "Warcraft Dimensional War" that Sunny Day likes more, I hope you like it. Although he has only written more than 80,000 words, Qingtian has already seen the author's intentions. To be honest, his writing is indeed not as good as that of the great god, and he is still in the rookie stage like me. But he writes with his heart, so every one of his words resonates with me. It reminds me of the days when I had to save up to play Warcraft even if I ate less at noon, and it reminded me of the blood-boiling phrase "For Azeroth". I'm sorry to say too much, but this is indeed a novel that every Warcraft player has to read, and I hope you can check it out.

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In the early morning of the next day, although the stall party had passed and the street was no longer lively, the Weng Mansion was still very noisy. In fact, it is not the whole Weng Fan trouble, but the reason why Huyun is alone.

The guy has a soft spot for the catacombs and can't wait to go. almost knocked on the doors of Jing Rui, Meng Liang and others, including the door of Yang Zheng, who was not very familiar with him. Now the only thing that hasn't knocked is probably Zhao Yulong's door.

However, he really didn't dare to knock on Zhao Yulong's room door. After all, maybe Zhao Yulong is reading, he can feel Zhao Yulong's temper thoroughly, and whoever wants to disturb Zhao Yulong while he is reading is undoubtedly tantamount to looking for death.

But it's good that he didn't knock on Zhao Yulong's door, otherwise Zhao Yulong might really clean him up. Because last night Zhao Yulong thought that he couldn't sleep anyway, it was better to do something to relax his spirit.

And Yang Zheng's illness made Zhao Yulong a little worried, so he simply got up from the bed and went to think of the elixir that could help him temporarily. After all, the things promised to others still have to be done, not to mention that when Zhao Yulong said that he wanted to help him yesterday, he also gave Zhao Yulong such a precious pill as the Soul Condensing Pill.

So he is so busy, Zhao Yulong must help.

Although this pondering elixir did not help to relax his spirit, but would make Zhao Yulong's spirit more tense, but this would enable Zhao Yulong to shift his attention to other places, so that he would not be disturbed by the matter in the tomb.

After a night of pondering, Zhao Yulong really thought of a medicinal pill that was not far from the Heart Cultivation Pill, but it could be refined at his own level.

Zhao Yulong called this elixir a reassuring pill, of course, although the medicinal use of this elixir is the same as that of the Nourishing Heart Pill, but after all, the medicinal power of different grades is naturally too different.

Therefore, this elixir can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, but now it is better than nothing. In case Yang Zheng fell ill again, nothing would make him feel at ease, and the trouble would be too great.

Now, Zhao Yulong had just finished refining this elixir, and he was tired, so he fell asleep.

As a result, he was still in a half-awake and half-dazed state, and there was a knock on the door. Zhao Yulong naturally knew that it was Hu Yun, who else could be so excited except him.

Although the knock on the door only rang once and stopped, it still woke Zhao Yulong up.

Zhao Yulong, who woke up, naturally had no intention of falling asleep again, because the window of his room was transparent, and the dazzling sunlight really made him unable to sleep peacefully.

He simply sat up and straightened his clothes (he slept with his clothes on. looked out the window and stood up lazily: "Ah~ It's so late, looking at the sun, it should have been past the morning meal! ”

Zhao Yulong roughly tidied up his hair and face, and walked out. To be honest, he still misses his short hair when he first crossed the catastrophe, and he doesn't have to tidy up every morning when he wakes up, and he doesn't want to look a little unkempt if he doesn't tidy up now.

Because of his poor spirit, it would have taken him more than an hour to fix his hair, which would have taken him only a few moments. By the time he had finished and arrived at the family hall, everyone had been waiting a little anxiously, but he had arrived anyway.

Zhao Yulong yawned and paid attention to his surroundings, everyone's expressions were a little strange, and Hu Yun covered his mouth and laughed. Zhao Yulong seemed to mean something wrong, but because of fatigue, he couldn't notice what was wrong for a while?

Weng Fan couldn't help but speak: "Sir, why do you have a piece of paper stuck to your face?"

These words woke Zhao Yulong up, and he hurriedly touched his face with his hand, and there was really a piece of paper stuck to it. He looked through his sleepy eyes, and suddenly realized that this was the recipe for the reassuring pill he had been pondering all night.

"Brother Long, what did you do last night, why are you listless today?" Hu Yun couldn't help but ask, in his opinion, Zhao Yulong, who was in good spirits, was very abnormal now.

"I pondered the elixir formula all night last night, and I didn't sleep well. Zhao Yulong is very straightforward, anyway, this is not something that cannot be said, so it doesn't hurt to say it: "Oh yes! Yang Zheng, this is a reassuring pill, although he is not as good as the Heart Cultivation Pill, but he can still help you for a short time." When you feel like you can't control yourself, you might be better off taking one. ”

After speaking, Zhao Yulong handed over the reassuring pill to Yang Zheng, and Yang Zheng was naturally grateful: "Thank you, brother! I, Yang Zheng, will definitely go to the soup for you and die forever!"

Zhao Yulong naturally hurriedly stopped him: "We have already called brothers and brothers, what are you polite about?, and this is just a trivial matter, why do you have to make such a big gift?"

Yang Zheng was very stubborn: "You saved my life, so thank you so you should be, you don't have to postpone." After speaking, he still knelt, but after all, he was pulled up by Zhao Yulong.

However, his actions made Zhao Yulong even more confused about his illness, first of all, his behavior was different from others. And what he said about saving his life made Zhao Yulong even more puzzled, the most that the onset of the disease was a problem with his control of power, how could he threaten his life.

Obviously, Yang Zheng has another cause, and he may know a little bit about it himself. But Zhao Yulong is not easy to ask now, firstly, because the relationship is not very familiar, others may not necessarily say it, and secondly, Weng Fan himself asked this thing here, which will make Weng Fan wonder if they didn't know each other before.

After all, if the relationship between the two friends is very good, how can they not know about his illness? Moreover, Yang Zheng's actions just now also showed that they were not very familiar with each other, otherwise if they were friends, why would they do this.

However, Weng Fan didn't care about these things at the moment, and Zhao Yulong changed the topic before he could react. The soul practice brought Zhao Yulong a lot of help, and he was originally tired and recovered after only a while.

The tiredness was gone, and the natural mind was clear, Zhao Yulong quickly noticed the sadness on Weng Fan's face, and found the topic: "Why is the patriarch embarrassed?"

Sure enough, after changing the topic, Weng Fan's attention also changed: "Oh! I think you're going to be disappointed this time. ”

"Why?" Almost all the five young people present, including Zhao Yulong, were a little surprised: "Could it be that this year's family competition has been canceled, or is the news about the tomb fake?"

Weng Fan sighed, and then said, "Although it is neither, I think this is definitely not good news for you. Last night, a letter from the county magistrate's carrier pigeon said that only the lord of the city would be selected for this family competition. As for the juniors of the victor's family, they still have to participate in the competition in Tianhe County, and only the winner will be eligible for the Tongtian Academy exam. ”

"Why do you still have to take the exam? Doesn't letting us enter the tomb to hunt for treasure proves our strength?" Weng Xiangyu couldn't help it, she grew up in Tianhe County, and naturally she knew the rules best here, and now the changes in the rules were the only one who couldn't accept it.

"No, the county magistrate said, he senses that the tomb is very dangerous this time, so it is not only you juniors who enter the tomb, but also our family patriarchs and elders who will go down. Weng Fan said helplessly.

"In this way, an advantage that should not belong to the Weng family will become a disadvantage?" Zhao Yulong said very directly, because he knew that Weng Fan liked to be direct, and his way of speaking in a roundabout way would only be disgusted by him.

"That's what the gentleman said. My Weng family is the most scarce among the three major families, especially our generation, there are only four brothers, while the other families have a few more than us, and our family suffers a lot in terms of the number of strong people!" Weng Fan sighed.

However, he is not the kind of person who is easily decadent after all, so he regained his calm expression after a few breaths: "But it doesn't matter, after all, who can say for sure about luck?

"Well, Patriarch, I'm not going! I couldn't sleep last night, and I don't have any energy today, can I sleep in my room another morning? Zhao Yulong said suddenly.

Weng Fan thought about it and agreed, although judging from Zhao Yulong's expression, he was not tired now, but Weng Fan did not doubt him. After all, Zhao Yulong also said yesterday that he was afraid of ghosts, so Weng Fan thought that he was afraid that there was really something in the tomb and didn't dare to go, after all, people always have their own concerns and can't ask for them.

And he didn't know Zhao Yulong's strength, in his opinion, the general combat ability of alchemists was very weak, so he couldn't help even if he went down. So instead of letting him go for nothing, it was better to sell Zhao Yulong's personal favor like this, so he agreed.