My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Gong Yuanhong's forehead was also covered with a layer of sweat. He was also vaguely aware of the coercion that Xia Qingfan quietly released. Such coercion had no effect on him, but Tang Junhou was already guilty of a guilty conscience. How can I bear it?

If he can't bear the pressure to tell the truth, his reputation will be ruined. Even if Xia Qingfan can't do anything about himself, he will be turned into a laughing stock if he sends him back to Wuji Holy Heaven, and he will lose the face of his master. His future is completely over.

"Tang Junhou, what's going on? If you tell the truth, I will support you." Gong Yuanhong didn't dare to let Xia Qingfan continue to question him, and came to Tang Junhou with a stride. He asked sharply with a dark face.

While talking, he gave a wink quietly, and at the same time he secretly prayed in his heart: My good nephew, you must think about it, if this matter goes wrong, I just don’t have a good life, but you It's bound to be bad luck, so it's better to just admit it and let it go, as long as I'm here, I'll definitely ensure you get through the difficulties and have a bright future.

It's a pity that he was disappointed. It's okay for Tang Junhou to be clever, but how could he understand such profound eyes. Looking at Gong Yuanhong, his face was blank, and his eyes became cross-eyed.

Seeing this, Gong Yuanhong was so anxious that cold sweat broke out, and one after another fell down his forehead.

He was anxious, and Tang Junhou, who couldn't understand his profound eyes, was of course even more anxious.

However, his cleverness finally exploded again, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Come here, Tang Junhou's injury has flared up. Send him back to the room first." Gong Yuanhong felt relieved. Although Tang Junhou ignored his eyes, he was very relieved to have such quick wit.

"So why bother? Hang him on the flagpole of the city gate, and he will wake up after a while." Xia Qingfan said lightly.

"This is not good." Gong Yuanhong frowned and said.

This place is located on the edge of the Nether Sand Sea. It is hot like fire during the day, but freezing like winter at night, and there is no formation protection at the gate of the city. If Tang Junhou is really going to hang it on the flagpole, Tang Junhou may lose ten lives. Going to get rid of nine. What's more, ghost sandstorms seep out from time to time, and if they happen to encounter it by chance, there will be death and no life.

"Brother Gong, don't you think Tang Junhou's words are incomplete and untrue, and he's obviously pushing back and forth? This person has evil intentions and dares to deceive us, that is, he is disrespectful to Wuji Shengtian! But I don't want to waste my energy on this kind of person Hang him there first, as long as he can last for three days, I respect him for his courage, so I won't pursue it with him." Xia Qingfan said.

Well, disrespect to Wuji Shengtian! Gong Yuanhong also put such a big hat on Gu Fenghua's head, and Xia Qingfan put it on Tang Houzi's head.

"But..." Gong Yuanhong wanted to persuade him again.

"Hey, I knew that Brother Gong was kind and compassionate. Forget it, you can take him to heal his injuries first. With my Wuji Shengtian's healing elixir, his injury should be healed tomorrow. Then we'll continue to investigate." Xia Qingfan waved his hand and said, admiring Gong Yuanhong's benevolent and compassionate heart.

"I think it's better to hang him on the flagpole." Gong Yuanhong immediately changed his mind, there was no kindness in his heart, no compassion, although his face was mournful, it was determined.