Wu Zhidu nodded his head, his face already becoming extremely pale. The surrounding temperature was extremely high, but he still broke out in a cold sweat, which meant that he was extremely weak.

I couldn't bear it any longer so I said, "Don't be in such a hurry to talk about it. It won't be too late to talk about it after you've recovered some of your Essence."

However, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's useless. My soul is about to dissipate. If I don't say it out loud, I won't have another chance."

"I had already made up my mind to die, but when I saw that the people who came were the two of you, I had the idea of 'borrowing your blade to kill'. I wanted to borrow your hands to avenge me."

"As expected, the two of you believed my explanation and hurriedly went to find Zhang Weizhi to seek revenge. Seeing you so angry, I didn't have time to think it over, so I didn't really tell you where Zhang Weizhi went. Instead, I did what you said, and told you the location of Zhang Weizhi's home. "

I listened carefully, but Lao Wei took a step forward and said, "Then why were you laughing at that time?"

He said, "Because with your skills, killing Zhang Weizhi is too easy. I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of revenge. But who would have thought that it would also be because of this smile, that you would become suspicious. "

I said, "But why didn't you tell me where Zhang Weizhi really went? What do you want me to do with his house? "

"Because he killed my family. I also want you to kill his family and take their lives."

Suddenly, a chill went down my spine, and I couldn't help but shiver. Lao Wei and I looked at each other, and didn't dare to ask any further.

He said, "On your way to the Zhang family, I set up the gas unit in the kitchen. As for the rune on the door, honestly speaking, I did it to seal Zhang Weizhi's soul. "

"It's a 'Soul Restraining Talisman'. I want Zhang Weizhi to be forever trapped in this house that is burned to death by the raging flames, and I want him to suffer the pain of that burning soul for all eternity! But in the end, our plan has still failed. "

"When I finished preparing everything, and wanted to escape, Zhang Weizhi came. His face was full of anger. He must have known that I had lied to him. I was no match for him. I was knocked out by him and brought to the slope behind the Loyalty House. "

"Next to the slope lies the corpses of Yuan Tai and Hong Cai, while the families of the loyal and loyal perished at home. He threw the shovel to his side, grabbed me by the neck, and pointed aggressively at the empty slope.

"My heart is both sad and angry. When I was helpless, I threw the Vermillion Bird Secret Order that I carried around with me, the one that represents the identity of 'Protector of Concealment', into the pit."

"When he saw the Vermillion Bird Secret Order, he immediately let go of my hand and pounced on it as if he had gone mad. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I felt a surge of power coming from somewhere. Turning around, I picked up the shovel that he threw to the side and swung it towards his head. "

"You know what happened afterwards."

I nodded. "Based on what you said, we have been wrongly accusing you." You only killed Zhang Weizhi to protect yourself and not to kill anyone intentionally. The true killer demon should be Zhang Weizhi. "

"Here, I'll return this' Vermillion Bird Secret Order 'to you." He took out the 'Vermillion Bird Secret Order' from his storage ring and handed it over to Wu Zhidu.

He shook his head and didn't accept. "My life isn't going to last long. This doesn't belong to me anymore. You can give it to my master."

I scratched my head and gave the "Vermillion Bird Secret Order" in my hands to Old Man Yan.

Old Man Yan took it.

Wu Zhidu suddenly coughed fiercely, holding onto his throat, he let out a strange "heh heh" sound.

Lao Wei and I retreated a step at the same time, immediately focusing our full attention, as though we were facing a great enemy.

Old Man Yan let out a soft sigh and placed his palm on Wu Zhidu's head, saying, "Go, go, reincarnate quickly and find a good home."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of scarlet flames suddenly surged, and instantly wrapped around Wu Zhidu's body, turning him into ash.

I sighed and didn't say anything more.

Lao Wei's expression was also somewhat uncomfortable.

Only the Miss Ji did not understand what had happened, and thought that he had heard a story, but his expression still remained normal.

Wu Zhidu had died, but he had not heard the slightest bit of the true secret of "Subject's Note". Could it be that this secret would be buried forever?

No!

Right now, the Han family, the Bai Family, the Ji Family and the Yan Family all have different intentions. Maybe they are already in cahoots with the Long Teng Group, so I definitely cannot let them get this "tetragonal troposphere".

After making up my mind, I looked towards Old Man Yan, but when I thought about how he was also surnamed Yan, I swallowed my words back.

Old Man Yan seemed to have seen through my thoughts, and said: "You want to know the true secret of , but you are also afraid of this old man surnamed Yan, am I right?"

I was shocked. I knew that I couldn't hide my thoughts from the old man in front of me. Thus, I admitted to it generously and nodded. "Yes."

He smiled and said, "Why do you need to know the secret of the true works of 'Subordinate Lodge'? It's not good to live in a muddle, is it? "

I said, "I don't want the 'tetragonal troposphere' to be taken away by the four families, nor do I want the Long Teng Group to have it."

He said, "Then do you want it?"

My heart thumped, my originally clear thoughts were stirred into a mess by these words. All of the words stuck in my throat, I couldn't say a single word, I could only stare blankly at Old Man Yan.

He then said, "'tetragonal troposphere' is a treasure left behind by the ancestors of the four families, what's wrong with them taking it? As for the 'Long Teng Group' you mentioned, it is neither from the four families nor from the noble clans. If they wanted to forcibly seize it, the four families would not stand idly by. And what does it have to do with you, an outsider, if it's given by the Four Great Clans? "

"If you want to know the secret behind the true art of" Submission "so badly, what's the difference between your thoughts and Long Teng Group's? "The so-called 'protection' is just an excuse. You actually dare to deceive me with such a hypocritical method?"

But Miss Ji said: "Old sir, you are wrong! The ancestors of the four families must have buried this treasure trove for the sake of our Huaxia. Now that the four families have changed their minds and are violating their ancestors' wishes, they can no longer be allowed to take out their hidden treasures in order to avoid calamity from befalling the human world. "

The Old Man Yan snorted and said: "This old man will only ask you one question. If you can persuade this old man, then this old man will pass on the true art of to you."

Miss Ji said, "Old mister, please speak your mind. Jiang Jiji will listen attentively."

Old Man Yan said, "How do you know the true hearts of the four ancestors?"

When he said that, Miss Ji trembled. The look in his eyes changed, and he stuttered for a while, but he could not utter a single word.

The Old Man Yan said, "If you add in your subjective judgment in anything, it would make sense, and your words would make sense. "To be honest, you are still a long way off."

Miss Ji sighed, his expression dejected, and lowered his head, not daring to speak anymore.

However, Lao Wei was not convinced. He continued: "Old sir, can I ask you a question?"

Old Man Yan's gaze turned and landed on Lao Wei's face, and said: "There's no harm in asking."

Lao Wei said: "I do not know what the intentions of the ancestors of the four families are, then how do you know about it?"

Old Man Yan was startled, a smile actually appeared on his face. He extended his hand to stroke his beard and said: "This old man indeed does not know the heart of the ancestors of the four families."

Lao Wei's face lit up, and while the iron was hot, he said: "Then how can you say that the Miss Ji is wrong? And perhaps it is wrong to think of yourself? "

Old Man Yan was still holding onto his white beard, the smile on his face did not diminish, and he said, "Because I have the real 'Subordinate Train' in my hands, if I say that you are right, then you are right. If I say you're wrong, even if you're right, you're wrong. Unless, you all do not care about the secret behind the true art of "Submission", then this old man can have a debate with you all about right and wrong. "

The meaning behind his words was obvious. Lao Wei lowered his head and muttered in dissatisfaction: "This is too unreasonable."

Old Man Yan naturally heard his mutterings, and said: "How can there be so many truths to talk about with you in this world? If you are weaker than your opponent, even if you win, so what? In the end, won't I end up dead? "

After he finished speaking, he shifted his gaze onto me. He stomped the cane in his hand and said, "What about you? What do you have to say to this old one? "

My whole body shuddered as I struggled to free myself from my previously chaotic thoughts. Without much thought, he said: "You are right, that 'tetragonal troposphere' indeed belongs to the four families."

Old Man Yan stroked his beard and laughed lightly, he nodded his head, and his face was filled with satisfaction.

Lao Wei and Miss Ji's faces darkened.

I then said, "But these four ancestors are Chinese people, right?"

Old Man Yan nodded his head again, and said: "That's right, it is indeed Chinese blood."

Lao Wei and Miss Ji still did not understand the meaning behind my words.

I smiled and said: "Since he is from China, then does this' tetragonal troposphere 'belong to my China?"

Old Man Yan's face suddenly changed, as though he understood that something was amiss. However, he could not think of a reasonable excuse, his face gloomy and silent.

However, the faces of Lao Wei and Miss Ji were overjoyed. It seemed that they understood the meaning of my words.