"Master, it's me, I'm here, I'm here." Tang Junhou finally calmed down a little, wiped away the tears from his face, and took out the holy pill to surrender to the master.

Gu Fenghua never treats his own people badly. Every time he refines a good alchemy, he has saved a lot of top-quality holy pills on him.

The holy pill melted in the mouth, and the power of the pill flowed. Zhen Fengliu's haggard face quickly regained a little rosy.

Seeing this, Liang Yicheng and others finally felt relieved.

Yuan Daoling also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he felt a great crisis on Zhen Fengliu just now and immediately took action in desperation, he had no idea what secret technique Zhen Fengliu used, and he was completely unsure to stop it. The girl and the young man interrupted Zhen Fengliu's secret technique with just one finger, and it seemed that he had not caused any damage to him.

You can think of it with your toes that their finger is definitely not as simple as it seems. What is the origin of these two people?

"Who are you?" Yuan Daoling asked, his eyes passing through Weng Yuanming, Yao Wenshan and Zeng Ning'an in front of him, and landed directly on Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji.

Although he was blocked by Weng Yuanming, Yao Wenshan, and Zeng Ning'an just took action, and was shocked to retreat several times, don't forget that Yuan Daoling only took action, while the other party was three of them joining forces. More importantly, he just took action just to stop Zhen Fengliu from using the secret technique, and had no intention of killing, so he did not use his full strength.

In order to save people, the other party did his best. Even so, they failed to gain a advantage.

Therefore, even if he can't underestimate Weng Yuanming and others the sixth grade fifth grade, he will never be too afraid of the strength of Weng Yuanming and others. However, the young men and women in front of him seem simple to take action, but in fact they are unfathomable, which makes him dare not underestimate them.

"Grandfather...wu..." Before Gu Fenghua could answer, he heard a howl, and a pig head rushed over with dozens of disciples of the Shengyuan Sect.

"Are you?" The pig had a bruised face, and his eyes were raised high like goldfish. Tears were faintly visible in his eyes that squeezed into thin slits. Yuan Daoling saw from a distance and could not tell who this person was.

"It's up to me, my grandfather, can't you even print me?" Zhutou said in a crying voice. When he grinned, he realized that two of his front teeth were missing, and his speech kept leaking.

"You, are you Shao Chong?" Yuan Daoling finally saw a familiar shadow from his pig-headed face, and asked uncertainly.

Opposite, Gu Fenghua and others looked at Yuan Shaochong, who was beaten into a pig's head, and subconsciously looked at Tang Junhou, who was taking out the healing pills to take the group of fellow disciples. They were all black lines: When they were taking action before, no one particularly "careeds" Yuan Shaozong, and beat him to this face. It was obviously Tang Junhou. But isn't others' clothing taste different from yours? Do you need to use such heavy hands?

This is not just because my father can’t recognize it, but even his grandfather can’t recognize it.

"I'm in my position, I'm in my position, I'm in Shaochong." Seeing that his grandfather finally recognized him, Yuan Shaochong said happily.

"Who hurt you like this? Who is it?" Yuan Daoling of course couldn't be happy at all. He looked at the pig-headed face of his baby grandson and shouted angrily.

An invisible momentum suddenly burst out, and the air around him suddenly became heavy, so depressing that it was difficult to breathe.
Chapter completed!