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The guy stood aside, still confused, not knowing what was going on, just peeking at Fang'er.

He secretly admired Bai Cheng in his heart, but in the middle of the night, he turned a Taoist priest into a big girl like a flower.

Bai Cheng didn't wait for the guy to react, stretched out his hand to pull Fang'er, walked quickly out of the mansion, and left in the opposite direction of several officials.

He was in turmoil at the moment, and he really didn't want to stay here for long.

In the darkness, the two walked aimlessly along the street for a while. Bai Cheng was silent, as if he was very preoccupied, and Fang'er didn't dare to speak, just walked with Bai Cheng.

The houses on both sides of the road were dark and silent, with occasional whispers and weeping.

Bai Cheng listened to the constant crying, and felt a little bored in his heart, and asked casually, "Why are so many people crying in the city?"

Fang'er said in a low voice: "My lord and I were imprisoned in the mansion, and I don't know very well, but I heard that in the past two years, many people have died because of the forced labor in Bainiu Valley, and many people have disappeared in the city for no reason. ”

Bai Cheng stopped, faced the sky with his hands, and stood in the middle of the long street looking up at the sky, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he wanted to make some kind of decision.

After a long time, he suddenly asked, "Fang'er, where is Huang Tongju's mansion?"

Fang'er was stunned for a moment and said, "Huang Tongju, what are you asking Huang Tongju to do?"

When Bai Cheng sneaked into the Chang family's mansion, she guarded outside the ancient mansion and never walked with Bai Cheng, and she didn't know that Bai Cheng had seen Huang Tongju.

A strange light appeared in Bai Cheng's eyes, and he said lightly: "Bai suddenly thought that there were some things that he didn't do, and he was uneasy in his heart. ”

Fang'er didn't seem to understand, nodded, and said: "Huang Tongju's ancestral house is in Huangjiazhai, thirty miles outside Yutian Mansion, but he has never lived anywhere, and he lives alone in Ping'an Lane on North Street, which is not far away. ”

......

Tuk!

A few crisp knocks came, and Huang Tongju suddenly woke up from his sleep, sat up straight suddenly, and broke out in a cold sweat.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep since Chang Hualong showed his fangs two years ago, and every night he was either awakened by nightmares or couldn't sleep.

After two years of torture, he thought that he had become numb, bent on seeking death, no longer seeking life, even if it was a knife mountain oil pot, he would not make waves.

But tonight, Chang Hualong's words once again broke his will, the elderly parents at home, the virtuous and wise wife, the smart and studious child, and the well-behaved and lovely daughter. These are the only sustenance in his heart, and they are also the last glimmer of light in his heart, but he was threatened by Chang Hualong as a hostage.

He had to tolerate it, he had to bow his head, Chang Hua Long was definitely not something he could fight against, and the forces behind Chang Hua Long were not something anyone could contend with.

After returning from the Chang family's house, his heart was full of fear, and he couldn't sleep anyway, and after drinking a large jar of wine, he gradually came to fall asleep.

Now he didn't know who woke him up, his heart was suddenly full of anger, he put on a piece of clothing indiscriminately, picked up the jade pillow at the head of the bed, and rushed out of the door angrily, wanting to teach the visitor a cruel lesson.

With a clang, the door opened.

Huang Tongju's eyes were red, and when he lifted the jade pillow, he was going to smash it like someone was coming.

"Lord Huang. A woman with a fair face stepped forward.

When Huang Tongju saw this woman, his heart was suddenly shocked, so he pointed at the woman like cold water and said, "You... You... You...."

He wanted to say, aren't you already dead? Chang Hualong said that Wei Yuntao is dead, why can you live alone? The person standing in front of him is none other than Wei Yuntao's wife Fang'er.

"Lord Huang, this son has something to ask you. Fang'er continued.

Huang Tongju came back to his senses, only to find that there was a man standing next to Fang'er, with sword eyebrows and stars, heroic, wearing a strong suit and a long sword hanging from his waist.

He suddenly understood in his heart that Wei Yuntao was dead, but Fang'er was saved by this person.

Huang Tongju hurriedly glanced left and right, gritted his teeth at Fang'er and said, "Why don't you leave quickly!"

Miss Fang'er shook her head and said, "My lord has passed away, and I will not give up if I avenge him." ”

Huang Tongju's face was frightened, and he shouted angrily in a low voice: "What kind of revenge, you can already be considered a fluke if you escape! Why don't you leave here quickly?"

As he spoke, he turned and walked towards the courtyard, and was about to close the door with his backhand.

He knew very well in his heart that saying more at this time would not only harm others, but also harm himself.

"Wait!" a hand stopped at his chest.

Huang Tongju looked up, and the man in the suit had crossed the threshold and stopped in front of him at some point.

"What are you going to do? Changhua Dragon is not something you can afford to mess with!"

The man in the suit didn't speak, but reached for his chest, and found something black, resembling cloth, and handed it to him.

Huang Tong didn't know why, so he took the black cloth in a daze, and when he touched it, he only felt slippery and damp. Could it be that something was written on this cloth? There was something strange in his heart.

The night was dark, and he could barely see the black cloth in front of him.

In the next moment, Huang Tongju suddenly froze, as if he had been struck by lightning, trembling all over, slurring his speech, and trembling: "You... You... You're actually... Killed... Changhua Dragon!"

When he said the three words Chang Hualong, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and after finishing speaking, he almost collapsed to the ground.

......

Bai Cheng's eyes were clear, and he said loudly: "Lord Huang doesn't have to worry, Chang Hualong has already been beheaded, and Bai is only here to understand the inside story of Bainiu Valley's conscription and Jinbi Castle. ”

After he killed Changhualong, he wanted to leave a witness, but because the snake corpse was huge and could not be transported away, he cut off a piece of snake skin from his body, and it was this snake skin that Huang Tongju had just seen.

The reason why Bai Cheng gave him the snake skin was to test whether Huang Tong knew the true body of Chang Hualong. If he doesn't react, it means that he doesn't know Chang Hua Long's true body, and on the contrary, it proves that he has long been aware of Chang Hua Long's secret.

The second is to give Huang Tongju a little confidence. Huang Tongju was still persecuted by Chang Hualong, and he had no idea of resisting in his heart, if he didn't give him a little stimulation and make him believe that Chang Hualong was dead, I was afraid that he would not reveal the slightest bit of his guilt no matter what.

Now it seems that Huang Tongju not only knows Chang Hualong's secret, but also knows it very deeply.

Bai Cheng nodded and said, "Lord Huang is right, Chang Hualong has already given the head, if Lord Huang has anything to say, please tell me from the beginning." ”

Huang Tongju was holding the snake skin in his hand, his face turned iron blue in an instant, if he hadn't continued to transform, Bai Cheng almost thought that he was also a demon incarnation.

After a long time, Huang Tongju let out a sad howl and said in pain: "It's over! It's over! You've caused a big disaster! )