But if he walked to the front, under the gaze of nearly ten thousand people, he would have no chance to leave!
"This..." Wu Long didn't know how to refuse for a moment.
Fang Zhaolong thought Wu Long was embarrassed, so he directly pulled Wu Long forward.
Under the leadership of Fang Zhaolong, Wu Long walked to the most conspicuous place with a thousand sets of Yanlong armor.
At this time, a line of headlights came on on the broad road not far away, and dozens of chariots with black cloth hanging on them came from the direction of the city and slowly drove into the field.
Amidst the tragic and solemn singing, four middle-aged men in full armor carried Fang Haoyuan's coffin from the car.
This coffin does not look too luxurious, but more calm and solemn. Except for the bottom, the four sides and top are transparent.
Fang Haoyuan's body was quietly placed inside.
Fang Zhaolong had already cried all his tears last night, and now he was not crying anymore when he saw this scene.
As for Wu Long, his eyes were full of fear!
It's less than a quarter of an hour until midnight!
"What should I do now? This old guy really killed me!" Wu Long cursed in his heart, "I can only shamelessly find an excuse to leave. Face is nothing compared to life!"
However, just when he was about to bite the bullet and walk directly towards the crowd, Fang Haoyuan's body in the coffin suddenly shook!
This shaking caused several people standing nearby to see it clearly!
Especially the four men who had just put down the coffin were even more frightened. The timid one among them collapsed on the ground as soon as his legs gave way.
Fang Zhaolong, who was on the other side of the coffin, was stunned for a moment. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but this was entirely due to human instinct. Then, a smile actually appeared on his face!
"Yuan'er... Yuan'er!" Fang Zhaolong shouted, rushed forward, and turned to the coffin bearers and said: "Open it quickly! Open it for me quickly! Yuan'er, he's still there
Stay alive!"
The few people looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Fang Haoyuan's body was put into the coffin by themselves. How could they not be able to tell the difference between the dead and the living after such close contact?
That Fang Haoyuan was clearly dead. His arms and legs were broken, his breathing was gone, and the rosy look on his face was entirely caused by makeup!
But now, Fang Haoyuan really moved!
"Why are you still standing there! Open it for me quickly! My Yuan'er is not dead!" Fang Zhaolong became anxious when he saw that they didn't move.
"Yes...yes!" Several people said with panicked faces, and one of them hurriedly went to the car to find tools.
But everyone attending the memorial service in the distance still didn’t understand what happened!
Many people were talking about it. They saw Fang Zhaolong leaning on the coffin, smiling, and suddenly yelling. They thought it was Fang Zhaolong's emotional breakdown.
As for Wu Long, he was already shaking with fear!
Although he is very powerful, he has almost no actual combat experience. If the monster Fang Haoyuan turns into wants to kill him, he will almost die!
Facing the threat of death, Wu Long's head started to spin rapidly. Watching those people go to get the coffin-opening tools, he also pretended to be anxious, and said to Zhaolong: "Mr. Fang, I'll get it."
First aid tools! Bring the doctors and nurses by the way!"
After saying that, Wu Long ran away as fast as he could!