Yang Hua also turned his head and saw Long Huijun.

"What on earth is going on?" The eyes of Yang Hua in front of him were red at this moment, and the murderous intention emanating from those eyes seemed to burn the whole world.

I saw that Long Huijun did not speak directly to Yang Hua, but suddenly threw himself into a pool of blood and cried bitterly while holding Xiao Yuanhe's body.

"Master."

"Master!"

With his crying, how could Xiao Yuanhe say a word? His body was already cold.

"It's all my fault. I couldn't protect the sect master! It's my fault." Long Huijun said in front of him, blaming himself in a pool of blood.

Xiangzi and Zhou Xiaoquan over there quickly helped Long Huijun up.

With the help of two people, Long Huijun finally stood up.

The ground was covered with blood, and Yang Hua stood there without saying a word.

And what about the brothers? They are standing there with their fists tightly clenched. They have all kinds of hatred in their hearts, but now? They can only stand here.

"What on earth is going on? Who killed the sect master? And the old man!"

"Tell me? Tell me, I will make them pay with blood."

Yang Hua suddenly screamed as if he had turned into a ghost. To be honest, the old man in front of him and Xiao Yuanhe were very good to Yang Hua, but what about now? Seeing that the two old men have ended up like this? Yang

Of course Hua was furious.

In front of Xiao Yuanhe and the old man's body, he swore to God that he would pay with the blood of his enemies.
Chapter completed!