Kryptonian Demon Lord

According to the general rules of the star world, the funeral will stop for two days, and the funeral will usually be carried out on the third day.

But this is for the elderly who have died at the end of their lives. If they die young or die unexpectedly, this time will be advanced accordingly.

No matter how beautified the external claims, Master Lu Youwei can't call it the end of his life. In addition, Lu Sifan, the grandmaster of the Lu family, has already sent a letter expressing that he has important things on his side, and I am afraid that he does not have time to participate. The funeral of the clan brother.

So the Lu family kept everything simple, and the funeral began on the second day when Lu Youwei died.

Of course, this choice is also related to the study of Buddhism. Generally speaking, every three or sixty-nine is a lucky day for burial, but August 16th is just right.

For the Lu family, even if it is simple, it is relatively speaking. Relatives and friends have passed away, and the guests who came to mourn Master Lu are still gathered.

The roots of the Lu family are in the Yue country. Although Lu Sifan has achieved even higher achievements in recent years, he is still far away in the Qi country, and the distant water cannot quench his near thirst. So in fact, the Lu Youwei family enjoys more shade.

Therefore, when Lu Youwei passed away, their grief was still a bit sincere.

Under this circumstance, you can imagine how they felt when they were disturbed by a jumble of noises when they were silent.

When Wu Hao rode through this area, he found himself being stared at by hundreds of red eyes.

Not to mention, it feels a bit sour and refreshing to be paid attention to by a group of people who wear hemp and filial piety and have red eyes at the same time.

At this time, if you wave your hand to others and say: "I'm just passing by, you guys continue." This is a suspicion of ridicule and hatred.

So Wu Hao didn't say a word, ready to rush past with his horse speed.

However, Clan Chief Lu looked up and immediately recognized Wu Hao who had spoiled their silence.

He was very impressed.

The sign of the dark cloud is too obvious, and Wu Hao's visit to buy medicine this time is not a secret matter. So Wu Hao didn't change his appearance with PS at all, and he still kept his usual appearance.

It is not surprising to be recognized.

The face of the Lu family's head suddenly turned green, and new and old hatreds came to his heart.

"Give it to me!" Family Chief Lu took the spirit-bearing banner and waved it at Wu Hao, shouting.

A certain elder of the Lu family heard the patriarch’s words, put the crying stick in his arm under his arm, and took out a signal symbol from his arms. When he turned his anger, the signal symbol rose into the sky, and finally exploded into the sky. The pattern of an ivy.

At the same time, the Lu Family Martial Artists who stopped their silence came swarming towards Wu Hao, and further away, the guards arranged by the Lu Family at various intersections, who received the signal, also supported them all.

Anyway, at this point, the funeral is basically over, and they happen to be able to calculate the old and new accounts together.

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When he arrived at this section of the official road near Lu Youwei's burial site, Wu Hao's speed inevitably slowed down.

Because the carriages, horses, etc. of the guests came to park on the side of the road, the road was blocked and it was very difficult to walk.

Fortunately, the dark clouds rushed from the left to the right and squeezed out a path when they saw the needle.

But after all, time was delayed and the Lu family successfully surrounded them.

Wu Hao unexpectedly entangled them more, relying on Ma Su to dodge left and right, trying to avoid the encirclement of the other party.

However, the opponent is not only the only warriors, but also a steady stream of reinforcements from the distance.

Although there are no masters, the victory lies in the large number of people, and the guests who have a good relationship with the Lu family also stepped forward to help.

Their methods were a little more, Wu Hao even saw several people holding offensive talisman and threw them towards Wu Hao.

However, compared to the elites in Stone City, the Lu family who swarmed up were like a mob. They attacked without rhythm and the formation was messy. The pressure on Wu Hao was far less than in Stone City. When breaking through.

After all, the Lu family was only a family of alchemy, and was not good at fighting.

He just has to pay special attention to the attacks of some long-range hidden weapons and talisman, so as not to overturn the ship in the gutter.

Even when he was surrounded by Tuan Tuan, Wu Hao was not in a hurry.

The blood-colored lotus platform soared into the sky, taking Wu Hao and the dark clouds, and then jumped out of the encirclement circle, and then Wu Hao started to ride away.

However, at this time he discovered that he was not in front of him.

Two old men stood in front of Wu Hao's horse.

One by one, they were dressed in black and white, and they made no secret of their innate aura.

These are the two innate sacrifices of the Lu family.

The two of them cooperated tacitly, one attacked towards Wu Hao, and the other attacked against the dark clouds under Wu Hao.

It is to shoot a man first to shoot a horse.

Judging from the breath of the move, these two people should be ordinary congenitals without clear acupoints. If you run into Wu Hao at ordinary times, you may also compete. But in this crisis situation, Wu Hao doesn't feel that way.

Especially for Wuyun, someone lent him such a precious horse, and he must save it for others.

Fortunately, Wuyun is very mysterious, able to avoid the opponent's moves with his mind.

But in this way, Wu Hao's momentum of advancing has been frustrated again.

He tossed back and forth, dodged from left to right, but gradually fell into the encirclement again.

Finally, when he was forced to be near Lu Youwei's grave, he didn't have much room to move around.

"You forced me!" Wu Hao suddenly showed a strange smile.

So the scene in Stone City began to reappear again.

When the flowers bloom to see the Buddha, smile often!

Now at the funeral of the Lu family, all kinds of paper people and horses, mourning sticks, holy flags, and paper money are everywhere. UU reading www.uukanshu.com cries and sorrows are endless.

However, Wu Hao's laughter was always open, and suddenly some untimely laughter gradually appeared at the funeral.

This laughter was just an introduction, they seemed to be contagious, and soon spread among the Lu family and guests, becoming more and more intense!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Even the two innate worshippers couldn't help but hug each other and laughed.

The Lu family could no longer control themselves. Although some people's expressions were still sad, their bodies couldn't help but laugh wildly.

It looks very funny.

Some people are not satisfied and simply laugh, they start to dance.

There were even two teenagers from the Lu family who jumped onto the graves while waving their crying sticks. Holding a mourning stick and tapping the beat, he jumped up and down.

Even Wu Hao was a little dumbfounded at this scene.

This picture is really...too beautiful.

Could this be the legendary... Gravetou Bengdi!

He didn't expect this effect under his own move.

The Lu family's mental attack in the face of laughing often is even worse than the guards in Stone City.

This is because the guards in Sitong City originally practiced military skills. They usually train fighting will and iron-blooded aura. They themselves have a certain resistance to this kind of mental attack, which is comparable to the pampered Lu family.

Wu Hao was taken aback for a while, then he hit the iron while it was hot, and rushed out of the encirclement from the stumbling Lu family.

Only the Lu family members and guests of different forms are left, as if they were holding a joyous feast.

After a long while.

Only here was the voice of the head of the Lu family changed drastically, and the roar was not like a human voice.