Gu Fenghua asked himself that even if they were hit by such a heavy blow, they would only die. So he subconsciously thought that Tang junhou was dead. He didn't bother to go forward to check. Who would have expected that these guys were still alive and could get up.
This vitality is too tenacious. It's worthy of being the Xiaoqiang of nature and the Pingtou brother of the cultivation world!
"Gu Fenghua, I've offended you, but I don't have to kill you. Anyway, I helped you just now. Can't you just let me go?" Tang junhou said wrongly, tears fell down.
He thought duanyuezong's men had run away. Gu Fenghua wanted to chase them. He certainly didn't have time to take care of himself, so he didn't rush to leave. Instead, he stayed in the same place to recuperate. After all, the night shadow dragon mental skill of yelangzong is mysterious and strange, but it is at the cost of sacrificing his own cultivation. It is not easy for him to reach the third grade of heaven saint. If he uses less night shadow dragon mental skill, he can keep more cultivation.
Who would have expected that Gu Fenghua would come back without going there and bury them alive! Please, is there such a big blood feud between us? I didn't even think about killing you. How can you do this to me? It's so hard to take me as a fart and let it go? At this moment, Tang junhou was filled with grief and indignation. He was crying so bitterly that he was heartbroken.
"If you want to kill us, just let the young master of my family die!" Hearing that Tang junhou had no ambition, his nephews were blushing with shyness, but they still said faithfully.
Of course, it's a bit of self abandonment and the idea of breaking the pot. He lost all his face with this martial uncle, but he died clean, out of sight and out of mind.
"No, as a martial uncle, how can I see you die for me? If you want to die, you will die together." Tang junhou wiped his tears, but he was determined.
Seeing that the young patriarch was so righteous, the middle-aged men were all warm-hearted. Looking at Tang junhou, they were a little more gratified, even remorseful, and no longer ashamed.
"But, of course, it's better not to die. Gu Fenghua, you can see that we are villagers at least. If we don't have a discussion, you'll treat us as a fart. By the way, it's a serial fart. Let's let it go together. I have a lot of money. As long as you let us go, I'll give it all to you, OK? " But immediately, they heard Tang junhou say so.
... several nephews looked at Tang junhou's flattering face, and at the same time, they lowered their heads and couldn't lift them up any more.
Wrong, we're wrong. We'd better kill all of us. That's it.
"Puff!" Luo en and Bai pangzi couldn't help laughing, even Qin Haofang and other Changfeng disciples couldn't help laughing.
Gu Fenghua is a black line in his head. When he farts, it's still a chain fart... How long is this guy's brain? Doesn't he know that if he says something like this in front of a girl, even if other people don't want to kill you, they will kick you to death?
"When did I say I was going to kill you? We just thought you were dead, so we came to collect the bodies. " Fortunately, Gu Fenghua didn't have such a small stomach after all. He forced himself to kick this guy to death and said.
"You don't kill us? And collect the corpses for us? " Tang junhou was stunned at first, and then said with ecstasy, "I know that Mr. Gu is broad-minded, open-minded, magnanimous, broad-minded, fat, tolerant and tolerant. With your peerless talent of the old man, how can you have the same understanding with my little role? I didn't see you wrong. I really didn't see you wrong."