Weng Jie was a little stunned, because Zhao Yulong knew it. This is a big man in the Weng family, and even the patriarch has to offer him. And now he actually gave himself a sword, which made Weng Jie a little unimaginable: "Why did you give me this sword? Although I am young, I know that the level of this sword is higher than that of the patriarch, how can such a valuable thing be easily given to me." ”

Zhao Yulong originally just wanted to return the sword in another way without owing Weng Fan a favor, but he didn't expect this kid to be so sensible, and he knew that valuables could not be asked. But the thing has already been sent, and it is clear that if you get it back, you will lose understanding.

Although this is a child in front of him, Zhao Yulong thinks it is better to be a good example, so he made up a probably reasonable reason: "You also know, I am an alchemist, and I can only rust when I hold this sword." But it's a pity that such a treasure is wasted like this, so why should I see that I am destined to give you away? More importantly, I have nothing to worry about, and there is nothing to protect. Unlike you, you still have your brothers and sisters to protect, remember that a man has to use his strength to protect everything he has. ”

"Use your strength to protect what you have. As the saying goes, it is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Zhao Yulong's casual words kept echoing in Weng Jie's ears, like a seed taking root in Weng Jie's heart, and there was also a shadow of the future when it would take shape.

Weng Jie looked at the "fire glass" in his hand, and after looking at his brothers and sisters who had fallen to the ground and died, he seemed to have grown up a lot: "Well, I also want to become stronger, strong enough to be able to hold up a piece of heaven and earth." ”

Zhao Yulong breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't want to convey this meaning, but since he persuaded him to accept this sword like this, it would be much easier. Now that he only has two swords at his waist, it is much easier to move.

However, although these killers were all killed by him in an instant, he still did not stop to rest, because he was still in a hurry to save people.

Let's not talk about those who are injured, these are definitely to help them heal their wounds. In addition, some people have just been stabbed, and they have not hurt their hearts, although they fainted due to excessive blood loss, but they still came back for a long time.

Zhao Yulong first gave healing medicine to those juniors who were still fresh, so that he could stabilize his injuries for the time being. Then he began to check one by one whether those who were no longer interesting were alive, after all, it was not a bad thing to save one more.

Of course, while he was checking, he didn't forget to say: "At this level, you are still a killer? I haven't even found the key points, and none of them are dead, and I have to waste a lot of pills. ”

Of course, these Zhao Yulong are all talking and playing. After all, the elixir used for healing is not very precious, and Zhao Yulong has a lot of it, and he is not stingy. Moreover, Zhao Yulong didn't want these killers to become stronger.

It's not that I'm afraid that I can't beat him, after all, judging from Zhao Yulong's current strength, even if he doesn't use his soul power, Tianhe County can't find an opponent this day. However, Zhao Yulong still had some concerns, because he was afraid that the battle would be too long, and if one was too focused and exposed his spiritual power, the entire Tianhe County would tremble again.

So for Zhao Yulong, it's better to have a shorter battle time. After all, it's different now, and now as long as you're nervous, it's a lot of turmoil. If you meet someone who has no knowledge, you still say, but if you meet someone who has knowledge, then you must not be surrounded by the Celestial Clan's heavy troops?

After all, the entire Heavenly Clan was crazy for fear of Emperor Wu, otherwise the profession of War Commander would not have disappeared so quickly.

But it seems that Weng Jie doesn't know anything about the type. Zhao Yulong made quick moves before, and those kills were already dead before he could react, so he couldn't make him nervous at all, and his natural spiritual power didn't leak out at all.

And Weng Jie was still forcing his eyes, so he didn't even see Zhao Yulong's move, let alone feel Zhao Yulong's spiritual power.

In addition, he is just a child, and he will not doubt why Zhao Yulong's strength is so strong. So in his mind, an idol has been established.

But Zhao Yulong couldn't care about this, and seeing that the injuries of the people he could save were almost all healed, he asked, "How many people still have the strength to move around?"

It's a pity that there are only Weng Jie and Weng Xiangwu, which makes Zhao Yulong very embarrassed: "This is troublesome, I originally wanted to go back and watch the game." But looking at your current state, I don't think it's okay if there is no one to protect me, and it seems that I have to stay. That's it, since you can't go over to cheer up, let's support a few of them mentally!"

After speaking, Zhao Yulong looked at Weng Jie again, he should be the best injured here except for Weng Xiangyu. So Zhao Yulong said to him, "Can you find the venue for the competition?"

"Yes, I went there on the first day, what's wrong?" Weng Jie nodded and answered Zhao Yulong's question.

"That's fine!" Zhao Yulong was still happy when he heard this: "Look, the two of you are not injured here, and there should be no problem walking such a long distance." This task is entrusted to you, remember to tell the patriarch in person. ”

"Why me? I'm afraid I'll forget. Although Weng Jie is more mature, he still can't change the child's innocence after all.

"Because you see, your sister is still young, and she will never be able to do such an important thing. And I can't leave here, in case I leave and someone comes, how do you deal with it, so it's only you here. Zhao Yulong patted him on the shoulder when he said this, showing his trust in him.

"Oh! I understand, I promise to complete the task!" Weng Jie was very happy to have Zhao Yulong's trust.

"That's fine! Go and tell the patriarch that the thing he feared has happened here. However, let him rest assured that most of the juniors here have been saved, and there will be no fault in the Weng family. In addition, I have to stay here to take care of the injured and not go back to watch the game for the time being, and ask him to tell me the result of the game. ”

"Well! good!" After speaking, Weng Jie strode out of Weng's mansion.

Maybe those killers had already been killed by Zhao Yulong!Or maybe they were frightened by Zhao Yulong's strength, but in short, they didn't appear again. Weng Jie went smoothly all the way and did not encounter any danger.

"At the end of the second round, please rest and prepare for the semi-finals. The matter of choosing the sect will start after the semi-finals!" Liang Zihu said in a loud voice at the competition venue.

Although at this time, as Zhao Yulong said, the five people in this round of the game did not meet and all advanced, but Weng Fan's heart was still hanging.

It's not that he's worried about the next games, in fact, it's okay to lose all the games after that, because if you enter the quarterfinals anyway, you can be selected into the sect, so why bother. What's more, there are only eight people in total, and there are five people on their side, so no matter what, they can enter a semi-finals.

So what he is more worried about now is the things in the family, he originally expected that something was wrong, and now that Zhao Yulong has been gone for so long and has not come back, it makes him even more worried.

"It's been three hours! I haven't come back yet, so maybe I'm with my husband?" Weng Fan's face was a little ugly, but Liang Zihu stipulated that he was not allowed to get out of his seat until the end of the game, otherwise it would be disrespectful to him, which made Weng Fan also very difficult.

Time is still anxiously waiting, the intermission time is about to end, and the third round of the draw is about to begin, but even Zhao Yulong's shadow is not seen.

But while anxiously waiting, a familiar voice appeared in the crowd: "Let me go, let me go, I have something important to say to our patriarch." ”

"Ahh

However, Weng Jie didn't bother to pay attention to him, after all, the important thing now was to bring Zhao Yulong's message to Weng Fan. However, because of the previous fight, whether it is his clothes or face, he feels a little out of place with the son in the family.

Furthermore, the guards guarding the field to maintain order stopped him: "Sorry! Ordinary people without identity are not allowed to enter, this is our job, please forgive me!"

Impatience is a common problem of all young people: "What kind of person without identity? Don't you see that I am the eldest son of the Weng family?"

He didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as he said it, the guard smiled: "The eldest son of the Weng family, child, it's nothing for people to have a little fantasy, but can you wash your face before you lie next time." The ashes are so thick, the face is as flowery as the face, and he says that he is the son of a big family, are you a fool to me?"

"But I really am!" Weng Jie almost cried in a hurry.

"But I'm not stupid!" the soldier said in his tone, followed by a burst of laughter.

"I mean really! It's not funny! If you offend me, our Weng family will make you look good!" Although Weng Jie is not the kind of person who likes to talk about the family, he can't care so much in a hurry!

"Ahh

"Are you looking for me?" a majestic voice came from behind the guard as the guard laughed.

The soldier immediately became serious: "Hello Patriarch Weng! I'm sorry, this kid ...... You know ......."

Weng Fan didn't pay attention to him, but just said to Weng Jie: "I heard that you have something to bring to me just now, you come first and sit down and say, what happened in the family?"

"Okay, uncle!" Weng Jie said and followed. In fact, generally in the family, people close to Weng Fan are called patriarchs. However, Weng Jie wanted to be angry with this soldier now, so he deliberately called it so.

Of course, a child didn't care about what he called Weng Fan, so he didn't care about it. And more importantly, he wanted to know what was going on in the family, so he didn't have time to estimate it.

In fact, Weng Fan didn't see Weng Jie before. Because no one can get up at will without Liang Zihu's permission, and Weng Fan's position just can't see the sidelines.

But Liang Zihu saw Weng Jie. Although Liang Zihu didn't know him, he did know the "fire glass" sword in his hand. This is what he auctioned and what Zhao Yulong is holding. So he knew that this must have been called by Zhao Yulong, and Zhao Yulong left and didn't come back, so he should have asked this kid to talk.

And Liang Zihu saw that he was from the Weng family, so he asked Weng Fan to pick him up, so that he could listen to a few words while the two of them were talking.

"Why are you dressed like this? Tell me what happened in the house, how many people are left in the house?" Weng Fan expressed all his anxious mood after he sat down, and asked all the questions at once.

"Some of the servants in the house didn't know why they suddenly did something to us, and they killed many people in the house. Weng Jie cried when he said this, after all, he was a child, and when he talked about dead people, especially his brothers and sisters, he naturally felt uncomfortable.

"What?" The great elder Weng Hong on the side couldn't help but hear it: "Don't cry, child, where is Dad here? Tell me how you ran out, did the others run out?"

"I didn't run out, I was sent to deliver the letter. Speaking of this, Weng Jie wiped his tears.

"Send a letter, what letter?" Weng Fan and Weng Hong wondered at the same time, is there still a blackmail letter?

"The killing of those gangs made us feel dead, and just when I was about to die, the alchemist you invited saved us, and he killed all the killers. Now most of them, except for those brothers who died, have been treated by him, and now he is taking care of them who can't move, so let me send you a message. Speaking of this, Weng Jie's tone gradually changed from sadness to awe, especially when he talked about killing those killers, Weng Jie's eyes lit up, as if he had seen an idol.

"Oh, that's it, that's good!" Weng Fan and Weng Hong, who were in a false alarm, were relieved at this time.

"Oh! yes, sir, let me ask if I have won the game now?" Weng Jie asked curiously, in fact, not only for Zhao Yulong to ask, but also for him to be very interested in the situation of the game.

Seeing that Weng Jie was no longer so sad, Weng Fan said kindly: "Then you go back and tell Mr. that all five members of our Weng family have won the competition!"

"Well! Okay!" After speaking, Weng Jie ran away again, but he was not stopped by Liang Zihu, after all, a child is active by nature, why are you stopping him?

"Eh, you haven't wiped your face yet!" Weng Hong just wanted to wipe Weng Jie's face with water, but he ran away: "This kid is right!"

After resting for a while, Liang Zihu saw that it was almost over, so he opened his voice again and said: "The last competition will start immediately, please all the selected members come to draw numbers." ”

(End of chapter)