Merit value +140.

Zhang Yuan quickly changed into the other party's clothes in the room and brought up the other party's mask.

Then a ball of Nine Yang Divine Fire popped up, burning the other party's body directly into ashes.

"Sinful sins."

He talked to himself.

Looking at the newly released token in my hand, it said the Green Wolf Venerable.

That is the guy who just died.

Zhang Yuan crushed Mu Sanren's token directly to pieces.

From now on, he is the Venerable of the Green Wolf.

Feeling that his clothes were quite fit, he sat cross-legged on the bed as he pretended to be a model.

Time is long.

The first ray of sunshine rises and dawn comes.

Zhang Yuan got up from the bed, opened the door, and yawned.

"The Lord of Green Wolf, the ancestor is about to wake up, go and burn a pot of water."

Someone next to him said coldly.

"yes."

Zhang Yuan immediately answered honestly.

Boil water?

If you don't say it, I will boil water for you too.

After the other party gave the order, he walked by him coldly.

Zhang Yuan curled his lips.

What to do?

Let you hold on in a while.

He ran towards the kitchen with a sloppy look.

Last night, he explored the general layout of the entire villa.

So it's easy to find the kitchen.

Chopping wood, ignition, boiling water...

He was very well-made and had completely returned to his old career.

After half an hour, the water in the pot began to boil.

His eyes swept out cautiously, and when he found no one was paying attention, he immediately took out the black porcelain bottle in his arms, carefully unbuttoned the lid, and gently poured the liquid inside into it.

Crazy.

The sound is clear.

The boiling water doesn't seem to change much.

Zhang Yuan was secretly happy.

As expected, it is as colorless as those guys said, and it is colorless and tasteless, so you don’t have to worry about discovering anything when using it.

To be safe, he put all the bottles in.

According to the three goods yesterday, one drop can kill the fifth-level master.

But he couldn't be sure whether those three guys were deliberately lying to him.

Therefore, it is better to be safe.

After pouring it over, he threw the black porcelain bottle directly into the bottom of the stove and ignored it.

Then he took two teapots and poured all the tea water inside. He used his true energy to pull the hot water in the pot and landed it in the two teapots, without a drop. Then he sprinkled tea leaves on it, carrying the two teapots with a smile on his face and walked towards the distance.

One is naturally to give it to the Qinglong Ancestor.

Another one, let's share it.

I walked through the corridor and returned to the yard and saw many people.

But no one has doubts.

In their understanding, they could not imagine that someone would get in.

Soon, Zhang Yuan came to the hall and placed one of the pots in the hall.

Another pot is ready to be carried to the yard and shared with everyone.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Qinglang, call everyone, I have something to say."

Zhang Yuan's heart was shaking, and he glanced around and didn't find where the sound came from.

He felt uneasy, but he said, "Yes."

He put the teapot in his hand on the table and walked straight out of the room.

"Dear brothers, I have something to announce."

He started to shout.

Figures came out from each room one after another, wearing masks and black robes, almost sixteen or seventeen people.

Zhang Yuan's heart moved. When everyone was coming, he immediately turned around and entered the room, placed teacups on the table, and then started pouring water one by one.

Crazy.

More than twenty tea cups were quickly filled with him.

"What are you doing? Green Wolf,"

A cold voice suddenly rang behind him.

Zhang Yuan almost stood up, stopped immediately, and turned around.

A short and thin figure wearing a mask appeared in the hall at some point.

He was full of thought and said, "I think everyone is working too hard, so I want to make a pot of tea for everyone."

I said so, do you believe it?

The short and thin figure stared directly at Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan felt a stern and tried his best to suppress his heartbeat.

Could this little dwarf be that Qinglong Ancestor, right?

Although he had no breath to bloom, he still felt an unspeakable pressure.

"You seem to be nervous?"

The short and thin figure said coldly.

"I am afraid that the ancestor will blame me, so I am a little nervous."

Zhang Yuan said.

The short and thin figure stared at his eyes and looked deeply for a moment.

"Why do I feel a different breath on you?"

"The ancestor was joking, how could his subordinates have other auras?"

Zhang Yuan said.

The short and thin figure was still staring at him.

Zhang Yuan's spine was furrowed. Just as he was about to fight desperately, the Qinglong Ancestor suddenly withdrew his eyes and said coldly: "It's rare that you have this heart, why should you be nervous?"

"Yes, ancestor."

Zhang Yuan bowed and said.

The short and thin figure picked up a teacup, took a sip, and then sat in the main seat of the hall.

Zhang Yuan did not dare to relax and quietly retreated aside.

At this time, everyone walked into the hall one after another.

"I've seen the ancestor."

A group of masked men saluted one after another.

"Everyone get up. I'm asking you to come this time. There is a love announcement. Our Black Demon Palace is preparing to join forces with the Shura Palace to deal with the Xuanjie family together. As for the Thousand Demon Palace, they suffered a lot of great losses some time ago, and their courage has become increasingly small. Now it's no longer a good time, so there is no need to worry about them."

The Qinglong Patriarch said conceitably: "After a while, the strong men from the Shura Palace will arrive. Please wait a moment and don't lose your etiquette."
To be continued...