My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

　　 The door of the firewood room...opened.

　　 A cold wind blows in, biting with a whimper, and a woman's sharp smile, like a female ghost crying.

　　 A strong smell of blood wafted in the air, Luo Hong's eyes shrank and his hairs stood upright.

has a problem!

　　 slammed the sword in his hand, Luo Hong's white shirt fluttered and walked out of the wood room cautiously.

　　 Foot stepped on the ground, but there was a sticky feeling.

　　 It was red blood, winding like a stream.

　　 In front of the firewood room, the two horse bandits guarding the gate... actually died, their necks were smeared, blood was still flowing gurgling, and there was still horror in the lost eyes.

what happened? !

　　 Yin wind blows again, blowing Luo Hong's hair flying, and the white shirt on his body unconsciously rises.

　　 is like the sound of a female ghost smiling, as if it is lingering in circles with the wind.

　　 There is... a ghost? !

　　 Luo Hong suddenly took out the long sword in his hand and held the cold sword, which gave him a little comfort in his heart.

　　 "Evil?!"

　　 Luo Hong took a deep breath and remembered the case of Luofeng of Dali Temple and what he said about the slaughter of villages around Anping County.

　　 The evil spirit is making trouble, could it be...he has encountered the evil spirit? !

　　 Luo Hong took a deep breath, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.

　　According to Luo Feng, the evil spirits are only man-made crimes, and they are caused by some evil cultivation. They are all man-made, not to be feared.

　　 Walking out all the way, the corpse was laid out.

　　 The corpses of the horse bandits were sloppy. These horse bandits were all drunk and had their heads beheaded.

　　 "Where is the leader of Heiyun Village? He is a cultivator of the eighth stage iron bone realm, and he is not that easy to die... right?!"

　　 Luo Hong took a deep breath and began to look around.

　　 The ground is full of blood, rich in blood, which makes people sick.

　　 Soon, Luo Hong saw...

　　In the distance, on the big chair covered with tiger skin, Di Shan's burly body was sitting on it.

　　 There are still living people!

　　 But, soon.

　　 Di Shan's head slowly raised, his eyes bleed, and his mouth let out a low roar.

　　 On his chest, the flesh and skin broke open, and a blood-stained hand, holding the beating heart, penetrated.

　　 Behind Di Shan, there was a crying voice of a female ghost.

　　 The jet black hair is spread like a net, emerging from behind Di Shan’s neck, entangled his neck...

　　 crunch...

　　噗!

　　 Di Shan’s head was cut off by the hair, like a leather ball, falling to the ground.

　　As the head fell, behind Di Shan, the face of a charming woman appeared.

　　 The woman's whole body exudes a strong yin and evil air, the corners of her mouth seem to be grinning to the back of her teeth, and she can't stop smiling at Luo Hong.

　　 This smile made Luo Hong's scalp numb.

　　 "Excuse me... Excuse me."

　　 Luo Hongdao, after speaking, he decided to turn around and return to the firewood room, feeling that the firewood room is more warm.

　　 "Gluck~ Son... It's late at night, can you ask the slave family to serve the son to sleep together?"

　　 The woman took out Di Shan's heart, her red lips sucked the blood on it, and she looked at Luo Hong with a glamorous, charming voice.

　　 Sleep a fart!

　　 Luo Hong's face is a bit dark.

　　 Didn't Luo Feng, the messenger of Dali Temple, say that the gang of horse bandits has nothing to do with evil?

　　 How did this evil creature appear in the horse bandit gang?

　　 Luo Hong turned around and ran. He smelled the smell of death. If he doesn't run... he will die.

　　 "Gluck~"

　　 "Master, don't run, the slave house is empty, lonely, cold."

　　 There was a woman's ethereal laughter, like the echo of a ghost hitting a wall.

　　 I don't know when, the charming woman has already appeared in front of Luo Hong, her clothes are exposed, her long white legs are uncovered.

　　 If this woman wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, Luo Hong really thought it would be a pleasant affair.

right now……

　　 Luo Hong feels more and more that the boy is alone and must protect himself.

　　 "Are you the evil monster who has slaughtered several villages?"

　　Since he couldn't run away, Luo Hong took a deep breath and calmed down.

　　 "Gluck~ Guess it~"

　　The charming woman took a catwalk, approaching Luo Hong little by little, her tongue was licking her lips, her eyes were full of spirits.

　　 "It looks like it is you!"

　　 There is nothing to say, Luo Hong raised his sword.

　　 The charming woman suddenly laughed when she saw this.

　　 "The qi of Zhengyang is like a rainbow, the son should be a Confucianist..."

　　 The woman stepped unhurriedly, the evil spirits around her rolled, and a blood-red light appeared in the faint.

　　 "Handsome and elegant, personable, slaves like Confucianism the most..."

　　 "Heart out!"

　　 "Kill you, take your skin, and walk in Anping County in the name of justice... Hey, the slave family really likes the son of the door."

　　 The woman smiled, and the words fell.

　　 suddenly became ferocious, **** evil surged like a ghost in red.

　　 Luo Hong's mouth is full of bitterness.

　　 There really is a problem in this world!

　　His villain plan went wrong again...

　　 Finally joined the horse bandit gang, thinking that he would be able to brush a wave of crime, but...the horse gang is gone!

　　 However, the most important thing for Luo Hong is to survive.

　　 This ghost woman... terrible!

　　 is like a woman in a scarlet red dress, giving a sense of oppression that is almost the same as the martial arts of Zhao Donghan's 8-Rank Iron Bone Realm, but the methods are even more weird.

　　 Obviously, this ghost woman, the creator of evil, should also be an evil cultivator of the Eighth Stage!

　　 Suddenly, Luo Hong thought of something.

　　Luo Hong's eyes suddenly lit up as he watched the approaching woman.

"slow!"

　　The charming woman gave Luo Hong a suspicious look.

　　 "Girl, my own person, it's a showdown, this son is also an evil cultivator."

　　 Luo Hong hurriedly said.

　　 The charming woman couldn't help but smiled coquettishly, the magnificence on her chest rising and falling.

　　 A body of righteousness, saying that he is an evil cultivator?

　　 Really think she has **** and no brains?

　　The charming woman is too lazy to say, her snow-white legs twitched to the ground, her figure turned into afterimages.

　　 was full of blood and evil spirit, approaching Luo Hong.

　　 Luo Hong felt the crisis, and slammed the sword in his hand.

　　 Boom!

　　 Suddenly, Luo Hong felt that there was a sharp air current surging through the meridian in his body, which actually spurted out along the long sword, colliding with the woman's attack.

　　 噗嗤!

　　 Luo Hong only felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed car, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and the soles of his feet rubbed against the ground, sliding down to the corpse of Di Shan whose head was decapitated.

　　 "Sword Qi?! You are Jian Xiu!"

　　The screaming woman's sharp voice sounded, her chest rising and falling violently, staring at Luo Hong in horror.

　　 Moreover, this sword aura is so vast that she is terrified!

　　 On the surface, it is Confucianism, and he talks about evil cultivation, but it turns out to be sword cultivation!

　　 Heh... man!

　　 A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost!

　　 "Sword repair in the mere Ninth-Rank Qi Sword Realm can actually possess such a vast and mighty sword qi... However, how many swords can you cleave when you are just at the Ninth-Rank Qi?!"

　　The charming woman burst out again, her body shape changed rapidly, and her blood shadow flickered.

　　 Luo Hong was overjoyed when he saw that Jian Qi was useful.

　　 is like grabbing the last straw.

　　 slammed the sword fiercely, and the sharpness in the meridians in his body condensed again.

　　 噗嗤!

　　 Sword Qi shoots.

　　 Under the threat of death, Luo Hong kept swinging his sword.

　　 Sword Qi after another, burst out continuously.

　　A charming woman is almost crazy...

　　 Is this a ninth-level sword repair who has just opened the veins?

　　 Have you cut seven or eight swords?

　　Nineth-grade sword repair is normal, and after two or three sword auras are cut, it will be weak. Why can you be so durable? !

　　 But ~www.ltnovel.com~ Luo Hong, who wielded seven or eight sword auras, only felt weak, his body was full of scars, blood gurgling, and he looked miserable.

　　 The sword energy in the meridians... is also exhausted.

　　 He was drained.

　　 can't shoot sword energy anymore.

　　 Luo Hong's mouth is full of bitterness.

　　 At the moment when the sword qi was exhausted, the sorrowful woman appeared behind him with the **** qi that suffocated Luo Hong.

　　The jet black hair fell down, wrapping around Luo Hong's neck...

　　 "Can't shoot it out, right?"

　　 The woman's faint voice rang in Luo Hong's ears.

　　 Luo Hong's body stiffened suddenly, and death enveloped his whole body.

　　 "Gluck..."

　　 "My son, your skin bag, the slave...I want it."

　　 Boom! ! !

　　 The woman smiled sharply, and the next moment...the blood evil spirit gushed out frantically, drilling towards Luo Hong's body.

　　 Luo Hong thought he was going to die at first.

　　 But, suddenly, Dan Tian suddenly burst out with a suction, releasing the woman's blood that wanted to control his will and continuously absorbed it.

　　Sao Mei woman noticed something wrong!

　　 Thoughts surged, and I felt the pure evil spirit in Luo Hong's dantian.

　　 eyes suddenly rounded.

"you……"

　　 Luo Hong smiled hard.

　　 "It is said that this son is an evil cultivator, he is his own... Why do you not believe it?"

　　 The words fell, Luo Hong raised his hand.

　　 Five fingers formed into claws and pointed at the headless body of Di Shan, the leader of Heiyun Village beside him.

　　 Summon the evil shadow of the dead!

　　 The evil shadow of the undead...

　　 Luo Hong turned his head and stared at Di Shan's body, his voice was a bit hoarse, and he spoke:

"stand up……"