Although Tang junhou called out to fight and kill as soon as he met, Gu Fenghua could see that he didn't really want to kill people. At most, he wanted to teach them a lesson and recover their face. His nature was far from vicious. And when LV Xiuwen and others came, Tang junhou not only didn't want to join hands with them, but also turned to protect them.

Although the main reason is the arrogance and superciliousness of the disciples of Yelang sect, there is a certain feeling of homeland. Gu Fenghua's impression of him has changed a little, at least he doesn't want to see his body exposed in the wilderness.

Back to the place where we just met, I saw Tang Jun waiting for several people still lying on the ground, the blood gushing from his mouth dyed the ground red.

"Well, this guy is still very poor. Do you want to send the news of their death to yelangzong? By the way, he is also the young master of the Tang family. He should send the news of his death back to Tianji. " Thinking of the tragic and tragic scene just now, and the past events that had long gone away and were regarded as a joke by them, Luo en also showed some sympathy for Tang junhou's tragic fate.

"Bury people first. We'll talk about other things later." Gu Fenghua said.

She doesn't mind helping Tang junhou. The dead are the biggest. However, yelangzong has been a hermit since ancient times. It's not so easy to find out where their clan is. In Tianji continent, I don't know when I can go back. It's only up to chance to summon them.

"Well, bury first." The white fat man took out a delicate shovel and began to dig a hole.

Qin Haofang and others were slightly stunned. They all looked at the white fat man with strange eyes. As a holy master, who can carry a shovel with him? What's more, he is a master of the eight products of the heavenly saint. It seems that this fat man has done a lot to destroy his body.

"What's the matter? Why are you looking at me like this?" The white fat man noticed the strange eyes of several people and asked inexplicably.

"Nothing, nothing. Martial uncle Jun, can I help you?" Qin Haofang quickly said, looking at the white fat man's eyes also had some awe.

Look at other people's digging action, how skillful, how relaxed, how many pits to dig, how many people buried, in order to practice such a good technology ah?

By the way, people often ask which mining technology is better, and they know the answer.

"No, I'll do it myself. I'm familiar with this." The white fat man said confidently.

It's just digging a few pits. He's used to digging stoves and burying pots in the field. It's just digging a few pits. How can he need other people's help?

So, Qin Haofang and others looked at him with more awe. They could bury their confidence. This fat martial uncle's ruthlessness can be seen!

"Well, now you can help each other. Start burying." Soon, the white fat man dug several big pits and said to Qin Haofang and others.

"No, I'm all like this. Why do you have to kill everything?" At this time, Tang junhou suddenly turned over and sat down together, wailing with a sad face.

"It's OK to stab us to death with a sword. We're buried alive. Are you reasonable?" His nephews also got up and howled.

Cheat the corpse! All around the crowd were startled, Qin Haofang and others just stretched out half of their hands and fiercely took them back.

Tang junhou had been seriously injured. Just now, when he rushed to bite LV Xiuwen, it was like a return of light. Then he was slapped by LV Xiuwen one by one. Even if the strong, who are both in the realm of emperor and Saint, are so hard hit by LV Xiuwen, they will die, not to mention a few heavenly saints?