Chapter 352: Xuan Lang’s Death

The village chief looked at Xuanwu in disbelief. Is this really the shameless Xuanwu in their village? All kinds of thoughts flashed in everyone’s minds, and they all guessed that Xuan Wu had never seen a figure, and that he must have worshipped a strong master as his teacher, and was learning art.

Xuan Wu looked at the village chief and said, “The village chief, you can take away the body of this wolf demon. The flesh and blood on his body are all good things.”

“Okay! Come on, separate the corpses, and hide them all.” The village chief immediately took people to solve the corpses. After the wolf demon died, he transformed into a giant wolf’s appearance, although the white dragon’s blood was burned. It’s clean, but his own flesh and blood is also an extremely precious treasure to Xuanji Village.


The village quickly became busy, Xuan Lang came to Xuan Wu and Tang Yu, his eyes turned red when he watched Xuan Wu, his body was a little trembling and he hugged Xuan Wu, and then he patted Xuan Wu on the back.

Not long after the grandfather and grandson hugged, Tang Yu watched Xuan Lang slowly closing his eyes. Xuan Wu also felt that Xuan Lang became calmer. With his current strength, he immediately sensed that Xuan Lang was right. Time has passed away…

Xuan Lang is just an ordinary person without cultivation. He has been blessed by God when he is 72 years old now. Xuan Wu also knows that he will come back sooner or later, but he still couldn’t help but sting in his heart, and his tears were not enough. Desperately outflow.

Tang Yu came to Xuanwu’s side and said, “Xiao Xuan, don’t be too uncomfortable, you can still see Grandpa Xuan.”

Xuan Wu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Tang Yu excitedly and said, “Brother, brother, you are a real god, can you save Grandpa?”

“Don’t worry, although Grandpa Xuan is dead, I have already infiltrated a Hades Order into Grandpa Xuan’s Hun and Po just now, and now Grandpa Xuan’s Hun and Po are in my seal.

But you can’t see each other now. Grandpa Xuan is just a mortal. Even the lowest Yin soldier deity in my Underworld God position needs to be refined for thousands of years. After a thousand years, Grandpa Xuan can return to us again. ”

“Really? Great!” Xuan Wu said excitedly.

Tang Yu smiled and said: “Stop talking about this, let’s bury Grandpa Xuan’s body first, and then I will show you Grandpa Xuan’s Hun and Po. A look will also make you feel relieved.”

Xuanwu nodded immediately, then picked up Xuan Lang’s body and walked to a hillside outside the village. That hillside was called Luoxiapo, where all the people who died in Xuanji Village would be buried.

Although Xuan Lang was not really dead, this mortal body was indeed dead. After Tang Yu and General Xuan Wu buried their bodies, Tang Yu waved his hand and a stone came to him. The next moment, Tang Yu’s wrist The willow leaves emerged, directly cutting the stone into a wordless tombstone.

Immediately afterwards, the sword grass came out and carved the four characters “Xuanlang’s Tomb” on the tombstone, and then carved “Sun, Xuanwu. Sun, Tang Yu” in the lower right corner.

Tang Yu pressed his hand, and the tombstone was pressed directly into the soil. Xuan Wu curiously asked, “Brother, what is this?”

“Gravestone.” Tang Yu said, then turned and left.





Xuan Wu immediately turned and followed Tang Yu. Although Xuan Lang was dead, they should kneel before the tomb, but Xuan Lang was not really dead, which made Xuan Wu not very sad, and he wouldn’t kneel before the tomb and cry. NS.

Leaving Luoxiapo, Tang Yu directly grabbed Xuanwu’s shoulder, and then disappeared in place for two days.

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