Dongfang Zhanhu looked at David Lu and said, turned around and ran towards the top of the mountain.

"snort!"

David Lu had no choice but to make way.

Ye Mingdao couldn't wait any longer and rushed forward.

There were many people outside the mourning hall. Mo Yan and other women cried until their eyes were swollen.

Seeing Ye Mingdao, everyone was a little unable to control themselves, and murderous intent filled the air for a moment.

Ye Mingdao's heart was in his throat and he slowly came to the coffin.

He saw Tang Fan with his eyes tightly closed and his body covered in injuries.

At this moment, his face was sallow and lifeless.

Tang Fan is dead, son, your revenge has been avenged!

Ye Mingdao shouted in his heart, suddenly feeling empty.

"Ye Mingdao, you still dare to come over and watch the joke, I will avenge my son!"

There was a shout from behind, and He Lan made a secret gesture and rushed towards Ye Mingdao.

"Ye Mingdao, today is your death day!"

Long Xiang and Xu Teng also jumped out one after another.

"In addition to my bloody head, I want to avenge Lord Tang!"

Tang Fan's subordinates and friends swarmed up and surrounded Ye Mingdao and his subordinates.

"How dare you!"

Ye Mingdao looked up and saw them using various attack methods and quickly counterattacked.

But even though he was in the late stage of pill formation, there were too many people around him. Under this kind of offensive, he was quickly injured.

"Dongfang Zhanhu, are you going to let them kill me?"

Seeing that he could no longer resist, Ye Mingdao quickly called for help.
Chapter completed!