At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhao Yulong had already picked herbs from the mountain and came down from the mountain. Although today was a little different, he visited Weng Hong who had cleaned up, but it didn't delay him for long. And because he was used to going up the mountain to collect medicine, this time he went down the mountain a few moments earlier than usual.

However, it didn't matter much in the morning or evening, because everyone had already fallen asleep, and the road was naturally pitch black, and the doors and windows were closed.

The practice of turning off the lights and closing the door at night is the same throughout the Tsuten Imperial Kingdom, and of course the Weng family is no exception. It's not explicitly stated, but after all, no one wants to be so unsociable.

Judging from this appearance, Zhao Yulong estimates that he will have to climb over the wall and enter again today! After all, knocking on the door in the middle of the night to ask people to get up and open the door for himself is not very kind after all, and this Weng Mansion is so big, even if he knocks on the door, he may not be able to let others hear.

But today Zhao Yulong still didn't go over the wall, he chose to walk to the front door. Although he knew that the front door was usually closed first, he went to the front there anyway. Not why, just his instincts.

Zhao Yulong knew that it sounded ridiculous, but he was still willing to trust his instincts because he would not lead himself in the wrong direction. This is not only the trust in yourself, but also the trust in the blood of the dragon that is flowing in your body.

Sure enough, Zhao Yulong's intuition never let him down, and today's door was as open as that night. It was the same person who opened the door for him, standing outside the door in the same position.

"Patriarch, is there anything important that you can't rest assured?" Zhao Yulong naturally guessed most of it, but he still couldn't be completely sure, so he didn't say it smartly.

"Mr. is really witty, dare to ask Mr. but he is going to get to that place?" Weng Fan still didn't directly say the concerns in his heart.

"Naturally, I got it. But the patriarch can stand outside for so long, there is definitely something more important to ask! Zhao Yulong was very calm, because he was already completely aware of Weng Fan's concerns just now.

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from Mr., then I'll tell you straight! You know this, our Weng family was killed, and Mr. also saw it. What should you know about Mr. See's actions in the cave today?So I want to ask Mr. Who do you suspect?" Weng Fan said with some trepidation, he was still worried that someone would eavesdrop.

"There is no need to doubt it, it was the Second Elder Weng Zhong who did it, I saw him kill the Third Elder with my own eyes. And the Great Elder was not a traitor, he was framed by Weng Zhong, and he almost died. Zhao Yulong said these words in one breath.

The powerful amount of information in this really made Weng Fan difficult to understand for a while: "Weng Hong is not dead?"

"Yes, I saved him! But the injury is very bad, and it will never heal in a few days!"

"Luckily, he's still alive. Speaking of this, Weng Fan patted his chest: "But sir, since you know that Weng Zhong is a traitor, why didn't you say it when you were in the cave?"

"Would you believe it if I said it directly?" Zhao Yulong did not answer him, but asked him rhetorically.

"This ......" Weng Fan really couldn't answer for a while. If it weren't for Zhao Yulong's previous questioning of Weng Zhong, he wouldn't have doubted Weng Zhong at all, and the reason why he doubted him was because he felt that his previous answer to Zhao Yulong was a bit flawed.

After thinking for a moment, Weng Fan had an answer: "He is my brother, it is really impossible for me to suspect him for no reason." But after the previous questioning of the gentleman, I felt that there was something wrong with him, and that the gentleman was really clever! But what should I do with this traitor, sir?"

"It's very simple, wait for him to show his fox tail tomorrow!" Zhao Yulong told Weng Fan about the plan after speaking.

After speaking, Zhao Yulong yawned: "Ha! It's not early, the patriarch should rest early." After speaking, Zhao Yulong walked into the gate and walked towards his residence.

At noon the next day, Weng Fan gathered everyone in an open place: "Everyone, the competition is about to start, and the number of places is limited, so we have to accompany these juniors to practice in these few days, because the house is too small and inconvenient, so I decided to go to an open place to practice." ”

"But what does this have to do with us, patriarch?" several elders of the Weng family asked.

"Because these children need a strong opponent, they will do it themselves and will take care of friendship and are reluctant to do their best, and I am too strong to be suitable, so the elders of the family are just right. As for the others who can cheer them on by the side, the other juniors can also learn something useful from the fights of their older siblings. Weng Fan spoke such a long list of words fluently, because these were all manuscripts he had memorized, and the person who wrote the manuscript was Zhao Yulong.

"Oh! But when they're all out, who is watching the Weng Mansion?" some of the elders couldn't help but wonder.

"Oh! That's a reminder!" Weng Fan suddenly pretended to be suddenly enlightened: "Then let's do it! Some miscellaneous servants stay, sir, if you want to make alchemy, I won't waste your time, you can stay too!

Hearing that he stayed, Weng Zhong had a weird smile on his face, and although he quickly relented, he was still seen by Weng Fan. But he didn't know it: "Don't worry! I will protect him with all my strength and protect him on the road to Huangquan!"

The first half of the sentence was very high, but in the last half it was so quiet that no one but himself heard it.

"That's it, then let's act now!" After saying that, Weng Fan left Weng Mansion with a large number of people, and Zhao Yulong also returned to the alchemy room to refine the pill.

Weng Zhong watched the team led by Weng Fan from a distance, and waited until the team disappeared for a while before he walked back to the mansion with confidence.

At this time, Zhao Yulong was refining a pill, in fact, this was a very ordinary Hearth's Warming Pill, if Zhao Yulong really wanted to refine it, it would be hundreds of pills, but Zhao Yulong's drunkard did not mean to drink.

What he really wanted was fishing. Yes, it was a big fish, so big that if the Weng family didn't get rid of him, he would have endless troubles. Therefore, Zhao Yulong was very careless when refining the elixir, so that this elixir was practiced very slowly.

If an insider looks at it, he must know that he can't refine the pill like this, but Zhao Yulong doesn't care, as long as the layman feels that his energy is focused on the pill.

Sure enough, Weng Zhong pushed open the door outside, and Zhao Yulong pretended to be very attentive to the alchemy and didn't even look back: "Why did the second elder come to me?"

"I heard that Mr. was very knowledgeable, so I came to discuss with him the world that people would go to when they died. Weng Zhong's steps were small and light, but he was approaching Zhao Yulong.

"I think you're looking for the wrong person, I know a lot, but I don't know everything. The world after death is known only to the dead, and I don't know. Zhao Yulong was still said very calmly to him.

"In that case, then Mr. might as well be a dead man first and see how that world is!" Speaking of this, the spiritual power on Weng Zhong's fist skyrocketed and hit Zhao Yulong, who looked defenseless.

But things often happen the opposite of what is imagined, Zhao Yulong dodged that blow very easily, and he only hit the Fedan. The pill was not completely stable, and it was quickly turned into powder and pounced on Weng Zhong's face by such a dozen, and Weng Zhong hurriedly protected his eyes.

When Weng Zhong wiped the Dan powder off his face, Zhao Yulong didn't forget to say: "Second Elder, does this Dan powder taste palatable!"

Weng Zhong just felt that he had been tricked, and suddenly his fists clenched tighter, and the green tendons on his head kept popping out: "It turns out that you have been on guard for a long time!"

"Why don't I guard against traitors?

"But you still have to die, the only remaining person in this family who won against me has already gone out, do you think you, an alchemist, can get out alive?" Weng Zhong was less nervous when he thought about going here, after all, in his opinion, Zhao Yulong would definitely die at his hands.

"Are you sure?" Zhao Yulong said and laughed.

This smile made Weng Zhong hesitate: "Death is coming! What is so funny about you, are you stupid?"

"Is it me stupid, or are you stupid and you know yourself!" Zhao Yulong looked at him with contempt.

"What do you mean! Dare to scare me! Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!" Although Weng Zhong was unforgiving, he couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

"What do you mean? Do you think it's just that the pre-game training can be done on such a large scale? Do you know who is hiding and peeking outside this house?" Zhao Yulong said this, and actually sat down calmly and drank the tea that was already cold.

"I'll kill you now!" Hearing this, Weng Zhong's inner defense line had collapsed, and he hurriedly burst out and wanted to attack Zhao Yulong, but it was too late!

"Thousands of miles of ice!" A spell sounded, and Weng Zhong was frozen to the point that only one head was left outside. Then Weng Fan, who was hiding outside, came over: "Do you know?

"You actually know!" Weng Zhong was also very surprised when he saw that the person who came was really Weng Fan!

"If it weren't for Mr. Clever, I really wouldn't know, let's say, who instructed you to betray us?" Weng Fan had just asked when several hidden weapons were thrown outside.

Zhao Yulong and Weng Fan hurriedly dodged, but when they dodged, they found that Weng Zhong's brain had been hit by a hidden weapon and died.

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