Dugu Yan's face was pale, his lips were dry, and he was weak, which everyone could see. He slowly put on a mask, a mask like a skeleton.

Hongxia asked puzzledly, "What are you wearing it for?" ”

Dugu Yan said: "In order not to let others recognize who I am." ”

Hongxia glanced at her sister Hongyu without a good eye, they were all ready to go to Zheng's house to save people.

Dugu Yan knew very well what she was thinking, and said slowly: "Don't blame your sister, she is a kind person. You don't have to worry about someone telling the secret between us among the four King Kongs. ”

Hongxia asked, "Why? There are still three of them alive!"

Dugu Yan said: "The three people who are alive are on their way to death. ”

"How do you know?"

Dugu Yan replied: "Because of desire." ”

Hongxia and Hongyu couldn't figure it out for a while, and Duguyan, who was tired at this time, didn't want to talk more.

In the medical pavilion, Hongzhi was left to take care of the injured, and Duguyan and the other three rushed to Zhengjiabao. When we arrived at our destination, it was twilight.

Zhengjiabao looks ordinary, ordinary is just like an ordinary village, which makes Duguyan feel that it is not ordinary.

Everyone knows very well that the money in the hands of Jianghu people has always come from an unknown source, whether it is a hero, a thief or a robber.

The Zheng family, as the Taishan Beidou of the Jiangnan martial arts family, how could they be short of money? If they are not short of money, how could they build their village so shabby? Isn't this too abnormal?

There was no one guarding outside Zhengjiabao at this time, but it didn't mean that no one was hiding in the shadows to keep watch.

A north-south avenue, on both sides of which must not be mortals, but their courtyards are extremely ordinary, like poor people.

A house in the middle of the street, with an open gate and a black-lacquered wooden door, and some fruits and vegetables growing in the yard, looked no different from ordinary farmers.

There was a person standing at the door of the room, and that person was no stranger to Dugu Yan Hongyu Hongxia, because he was the mastermind of this turmoil - Zheng Youlong.

He had just fought in the courtyard because there were still three corpses lying on the ground.

The three corpses were no strangers to Dugu Yan, because they were three of the four King Kongs......

Tong Baixiong and others also guessed that it might be a trap that Dugu Yan gave up for them, but the strong desire still prompted them to die step by step. 100,000 taels of gold is enough for them to come to Zhengjiabao with luck.

Zheng Youlong's judge pen had blood stains on his pen, and he didn't have the slightest sense of guilt, let alone the slightest guilt. He's like killing a few chickens, neither gasping for breath nor having a heartache.

Dugu Yan swept the corpse on the ground and secretly noted down the location of the wound, for him, just by relying on the wound, he could deduce the way Zheng Youlong made a move, as well as the force he used when he made a move.

Zheng Youlong looked at the three people in front of him and sneered: "Hehe, I just sent three away, and now three more are here, it seems that today is indeed a good day for distinguished guests to come to the door." ”

Hongyu said: "Zheng Daxia, we didn't come to find you bad luck, we are here to exchange for our father." ”

Zheng Youlong's eyes swept away, his gaze fixed on Dugu Yan, and said, "Oh! So you have found 'Triumph'!"

Hongyu and Hongxia both nodded, "Not bad." ”

"Okay then, you hand it over, and I'll take you to see Hong Zihua. ”

Hongyu took out the medical book from her bosom and wanted to give it to him. was stopped by Dugu Yan, who shook his head at Hongyu, but did not speak.

Hongyu held the medical book in her hand and said to Zheng Youlong, "Take me to see my father." ”

She was wrong again, in fact, she should have asked Zheng Youlong to bring her father instead of herself.

Zheng Youlong squinted at the book and said with a smile: "Okay, you guys come with me!"

Dugu Yan sighed lightly, but he couldn't say anything more at this moment.

The saying "people are always treacherous and horses are always slippery" is used on one person, and it couldn't be more correct. It's not that people become adulterous when they get old, but that the older a person gets, the more things he experiences, and the richer his experience becomes. It's a pity that these things seem to be very lacking in Hongyu and Hongxia.

Dugu Yan walked in front helplessly, and Zheng Youlong turned around and entered the house.

The inside of the house was dark, and around a partition wall, there was a large door inside, behind which led to a low staircase.

The steps are not simple stones, but are paved with gold bricks.

What a luxurious tunnel, filled with gold, silver and jewelry.

Hong Zihua was locked up in the dungeon, in fact, there was no need to go through this tunnel to go to the dungeon, but Zheng Youlong seemed to be deliberately showing off something.

He wanted Dugu Yan to know that he was really rich.

Out of the tunnel, it became darker inside, Zheng Youlong lit a torch and led the way at the front.

After walking for a while, the road in front of him suddenly became cheerful, more than five zhang wide, there were oil lamps standing by the wall, and every twenty paces or so, there were two men with knives standing.

Further on, on both sides are cages surrounded by steel bars the thickness of the mouth of the tea bowl, some of which are locked up and some of which are empty.

The people in there are all not ghosts, and they must have been severely tortured.

The gloomy damp underground, combined with the half-dead prisoners, makes it an extremely desolate and terrifying place.

In one of the cages at the front, there was a middle-aged man, who had a very kind face, but his hair was scattered, and his hands and feet were chained and hung in the air.

His face was covered in scars from the whip, and his clothes were thin and bloodstained everywhere.

In fact, everyone locked up here is as miserable as him, but only he is called Hong Zihua.

Hongyu and Hongxia couldn't help crying when they saw such a miserable father.

Ruby shouted, "Father, father......"

Hong Zihua opened his eyes slowly, his eyes were bloodshot, "Hey, why are you here...... too?"

This simple sentence does not know how much sadness and despair is hidden in it.

Ruby threw herself at the cell door, but the medical book in her hand accidentally fell to the ground.

When Hong Zihua saw the word "triumph", his eyes straightened, and he hurriedly said: "Silly girl, how do you know where it is? Destroy him, this is a harmful thing." ”

He spoke more slowly, for Ruby was now five steps away from the medical book. If Ruby wants to go back and pick it up, it's too late. Because of this distance, it is enough for Zheng Youlong to take the first step.

But he wasn't fast enough, and just as Zheng Youlong bent down to pick it up, a boot was already on the book.

Dugu Yan is definitely not slower than him.

Zheng Youlong suddenly made a move, and called Dugu Yan's face door with a palm, and Dugu Yan palmed it to palm, snapping, like a firecracker in Chinese New Year's Eve, deafening.

Zheng Youlong wanted to force Dugu Yan back with internal force, Dugu Yan's internal strength was originally not weaker than him, but at the moment it was a little difficult. The reason is that when treating Bai Zhan's injuries, he spent too much true qi.