After Basong finished speaking, Chali also delivered a speech on behalf of King Qilayu.

In the end, Tang Luo, who was not going to say anything, also stood on the stage.

He calmed down and glanced around.

"Today, I stood here with great sorrow and bid farewell to my good brother, Silver Monkey, whom I have been in my life..."

Tang Luo said slowly, very moved.

Tank and the others stood aside, their eyes moist.

"Yinhou was an extremely optimistic guy who likes to joke during his lifetime... It was him who rushed towards the grenade for me and Basong..."

Tang Luo held back his tears and continued to speak.

He didn't need any speech at all, and he could just take this opportunity to release some of the pain in his heart.

Tang Luo's words infected the ministers and the masses at the scene, and many people also cried.

After he finished speaking, he came to the Yin Monkey's coffin.

Basong stood beside him, while Tank and the others stood behind.

Everyone stood quietly in front of the silver monkey's coffin.

The sound of chanting in the hall looks particularly bright.

Tang Luo calmed down and bowed first, and Basong and Tank also did as well.

Then, Tang Luo bowed the second and third bowed the third.

The important ministers and the masses behind also made the same moves.

After doing all this, Tang Luo straightened his back straightened again.

Tank and the others, even if they are usually tough, their tears are already on their faces.

The revenge has been avenged, and they can finally accept it. Silver Monkey really left them!

Next is the flower offering process.

Tang Luo and the others each took a bouquet of white flowers from the staff.

As the first Tang Luo, he slowly stepped forward, came to the front of the Yin Monkey's coffin, leaned over, and gently put down the bouquet.

"Brother, let's go all the way, and in the next life, we will still be brothers..."

Tang Luo said softly.

Tears slid quietly from his face.

Then, Basong and the others stepped forward to offer flowers, stayed for a while, and said a few words.

After Tang Luo and the others presented the flowers, they stood next to the coffin again.

Next, Chali and others, as well as the ministers and the masses, all came forward to offer flowers.

After everyone gave the flowers, the silver monkey accepted the mourning and was about to be buried.

Then, the Yin Monkey's coffin was transported to the back mountain.

The cemetery of Yinhou is surrounded by flowers, plants and green plants, and the environment is very good.

Tang Luo looked at the surrounding environment and was very satisfied.

Tang Luo and the others worked together and buried the silver monkey with the help of the on-site staff.

At the same time, the tanks and others also placed all the items they carried with them on the coffin.

After burying the silver monkey, everyone presented flowers again, placed them in front of the tombstone, and bowed one after another.

On the tombstone, the word "Siam Hero" is particularly eye-catching.

In addition to the photos and names of Silver Monkey and the time of sacrifice, there is also a brief introduction to why he sacrificed.

The ministers and the masses mourned for a while before slowly dissipating.

"Brother, we will come back to see you often."

Tank looked at the photos on the tombstone and said.

"Silver Monkey, have a good rest."

Sanyan also whispered.

The voice, appearance and smile of the silver monkey are still in front of them.

Tang Luo was silent for a moment, poured the wine glass in front of the tombstone, and lit a cigarette again.

"Okay, don't do this. Silver Monkey loves to laugh so much when he is alive. He won't want to see us like this."

A few minutes later, Tang Luo took a deep breath and said to everyone.

Tank and the others nodded, but they were still in a heavy mood.

After more than ten minutes, everyone left the cemetery and returned to the front yard of the Palace of Prayer for the End of Life and got on the bus.

The convoy left slowly and returned to the palace after more than twenty minutes.

Basong and Zach left, Tang Luo and the others returned to their residence and changed their clothes.

Both Weichai and the queen died, and the revenge was avenged. The burial of the silver monkey made them feel relieved.

Tang Luo and Tank and the others chatted casually for a while, and the atmosphere became much better.

In the evening, Tang Luo returned to the room and came to the shower room.

He opened the shower, closed his eyes, and held his breath.

Time is like stillness, allowing him to immerse himself in his own world, which is very enjoyable.

At this moment, he emptyed his head and thought about nothing.

After Tang Luo finished taking a shower, he came to bed.

He was about to practice, but he remembered Long Ling again.

Speaking of which, I haven't looked at this little guy much in the past two days.

Thinking of this, Tang Luo opened his eyes and looked at Long Ling inside.

The next second, he widened his eyes.

Where is the dragon spirit?

Tang Luo frowned, why is it missing?

Then, he hurriedly looked at his middle dantian and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn it, I was scared and thought the dragon spirit had disappeared."

Tang Luo curled his lips.

But soon, he frowned again.

In what situation is that Long Ling could only stay in his lower dantian before.

And the lower dantian is also something he can feel at the beginning.

Could it be that this experience that Long Ling changed his dantian?

Why change it, so what if it is changed?

Tang Luo observed Long Ling, but fortunately, there was nothing unusual about this little guy.

"I'm sleeping soundly. After experiencing the energy of Para a few days ago, it doesn't seem to have any bad effects on this little guy?"

Tang Luo muttered.

"Also, you gave me all the energy, did you?"

The thought flashed, and Tang Luo was a little moved.

If he hums this, he can also make some jade to reward him.

How to reward Long Ling?

In addition to spiritual liquid, you have to absorb spiritual energy.

Thinking of this, Tang Luo felt that when he returned to Zhonghai, he would definitely have to reward this little guy.

But what happened if I changed my dantian? The middle dantian is more comfortable than the lower dantian? Warm?

Tang Luo shook his head. It would be perfect if he could have telepathy with Long Ling.

In that case, he would know what Long Ling was thinking and what he was going to do.

No matter what, seeing that Long Ling was fine, Tang Luo finally felt relieved.

Afterwards, he stopped thinking about it and entered a state of cultivation.

One night passed quickly.

In the next two days, Tang Luo and the others had nothing special to do, just practice, or take a walk around casually.
To be continued...