Gong family.
After Gong Hualong was completely beaten to death, the entire Gong family collapsed.
The current commander-in-chief of the Wu League.
People from all sects have quietly left.
Including the Duandao Sect, Xingyi Sect, Qingcheng Guan, and other major sects in the southwest that had always supported the Gong family, all left.
This is the saying that when a tree falls, the monkeys will scatter.
Now that even the old Buddha of the Gong family is dead, just think, who dares to stay in the Gong family anymore?
Who dares to provoke Ye Jiuzhou?
The main hall of the Martial Alliance, which was bustling before, is now deserted.
Apart from dozens of Gong family disciples, the only ones left were people from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain.
In the huge hall.
I saw a corpse placed in the middle.
This corpse seemed to be Gong Hualong who was beaten to death.
His body was wrapped in white cloth and placed in the center of the main hall, surrounded by Gong Nantian, Gong Momo and other disciples of the Gong family who were wearing sackcloth and mourning, keeping vigil for him.
After an unknown amount of time, Wei Shuyang, the old Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, walked in from outside.
He silently glanced at Gong Hualong's body in the main hall, sighed and said: "Master Gong, please show your condolences!"
Gong Nantian's eyes were red, but he couldn't say anything.
"Master Gong, now even Senior Gong has died in the battle... So what should we do next??"
Wei Shuyang thought for a while and asked.
As an older generation of Dharma cultivators, Longhushan will certainly not leave on the spur of the moment like Duandaomen, Qingcheng Temple, and those guys!
Gong Nantian slowly raised his desperate face and said, "My Gong family is finished..."
"Why!"
"Master Gong, there is no need to be discouraged. Our Longhu Mountain and your Gong family are family friends in any case. This time the senior Gong was killed, I will definitely report it to our Great Heavenly Lord! If the Great Heavenly Lord can come out of the mountain, I think he will definitely be able to replace Gong. The old man wants justice!"
"Furthermore, haven't your Gong family successfully married the Nangong family of the four major Chinese families?"
"This time Gong was in trouble, didn't Nangong come to support someone?"
Wei Shuyang asked.
Gong Nantian suddenly stood up when the Nangong family, one of the four ancient martial arts families in China, was suddenly mentioned.
"Mr. Wei is right!"
"And the Nangong family!!"
"As long as the Nangong family is willing to take action, that kid will definitely die even if he has extraordinary abilities!"
This sentence ignited hope in Gong Nantian's heart again!
The eight-hundred-year-old Gong family must not fall just because they say it!
He wants revenge!
Not only do they want to take back everything that belongs to the Gong family, but they also want to avenge Mr. Gong!
Now, all these hopes can only be pinned on the Nangong family, which is married to the Gong family.
"Momo!!"
"I can only rely on you this time! Please contact your fiancé Nangong Ao quickly...and ask him to help our Gong family!"
Gong Nantian suddenly said to Gong Momo.
Gong Momo, who was kneeling in front of Gong Hua Longling, suddenly raised her cold face: "Dad! Now that things have happened, do you still think about revenge? Don't you think there are not many people in our Gong family who have died?"
"What do you mean?"
Gong Nantian was puzzled after hearing what his daughter said.
"My idea is very simple. Give him our Gong family's Phoenix Eye Bodhi beads. Only in this way can our Gong family survive!" Gong Momo said.
"Asshole!"
"How could my Gong family's heirloom be taken over by an outsider like this?"
Gong Nantian is still talking arrogantly until now.
"father!"
"Grandpa and his old man have already died in the battle, what else do you want?"
"Don't you feel that what we have offended is not a person at all, but a devil?" Gong Momo said in tears.
"I don't care if he is a devil or not, my Gong family must avenge this!"
"revenge?"
Gong Momo suddenly laughed.
"Do you think that even if someone from the Nangong family comes, they will definitely be able to avenge my grandfather? And to be honest, I don't want to marry the Nangong family at all, let alone let them help!"
Just as Gong Momo said these words, Gong Nantian slapped Gong Momo on the cheek.
This slap was so heavy that it caused blood to flow from the corner of Gong Momo's mouth, and her face instantly became red and swollen.
"Evil beast!"
"Why did my Gong family have such an unfilial daughter like you?"
Gong Nantian said sternly after slapping Gong Momo.
"Why did your grandfather love you so much during his lifetime? Now that his old man has just died in battle, you damn girl not only don't want to avenge his old man, but you also say such treacherous words? Let me ask you, have you forgotten that your surname is Gong? "
Gong Momo, who covered her face after being beaten, shed tears and said: "Everything I do is for our Gong family. I don't want our Gong family to be completely extinct! Dad, I beg you, don't provoke Ye Jiuzhou again!"
But how could Gong Nantian listen to her words?
"Damn girl, listen to me!"
"This blood feud of our Gong family must be avenged!"
"Even if everything is destroyed, I still want that boy named Ye to die!"
Just when Gong Nantian said these words, suddenly, a playful voice fell from the sky!
"How dare you, a brat, say that you want my king to die?"
When these words came, the expressions of the dozens of Gong clan members present and the dozens of people from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain all changed.
"who?"
at this time.
Suddenly, two figures appeared in the Wu Meng courtyard.
One was as fat as a ball and had a mean smile on his face.
Another young man in white stood there quietly like a peerless sword.
Fatty Cao, one of the three major ANBU commanders.
The son of Qilin from the Nangong family, the number one young man in China, Nangong Wushuang!
Here they come!
When Fatty Cao and Nangong Wushuang appeared, Gong Nantian said angrily: "Who are you? How dare you trespass on the rudder of our Martial Alliance?"
The smiling Fatty Cao did not look at the head of the Gong family at all, but turned to look at Nangong Wushuang and said, "Little monster, what do you say? Should you kill these bastards named Gong? Or should I?"
The boy in white said coldly: "Whatever!"
"That's good!"
"Let's each kill half of them!"
