My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

stand up……

　　 The deep voice is like a singing.

　　 Luo Hong stretched out his hand and pointed it at the body of Di Shan, the leader of Heiyun Village, as if performing a unique ceremony.

　　 The charming woman felt a chill inexplicably.

　　 Uncertainly turned to look at the headless body of Di Shan under the shining of Yuehua.

　　 But...

　　 A gust of wind blew by.

　　 Except that Di Shan's head, which fell like a ball, shook slightly...nothing happened.

　　 Luo Hong kept moving, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

"Failed?!"

　　 "Sure enough, it's a bashing technique!"

Luo Hong's mouth twitched. "The Shadow of the Dead" summons the shadow of the dead. There is a certain failure rate. After all, Luo Hong got the incomplete consolation prize exercise method, and he chose to summon the eighth rank Wu Xiu was beyond his tolerance. The higher his realm, the higher his failure rate.

　　 Feeling the evil spirit in the dantian, Luo Hong's face paled slightly.

　　 There is a sense of emptiness of being prostituted.

"what the hell?!"

　　The glamorous woman's eyes suddenly showed fierce light, her black hair was like a steel wire, suddenly tightened.

　　 scared her, Di Shan is a martial cultivator of the Eighth Stage Iron Bone Realm anyway, and she spent a lot of effort to kill Di Shan.

　　 I thought Luo Hong resurrected Di Shan.

　　 Following, the black hair tightened, and Luo Hong's neck was immediately strangled with bleeding marks.

　　 The blood of evil spirits surged, and he wanted to erode Luo Hong's will.

"stand up!"

　　 Luo Hong turned his claws again, aimed at Di Shan's headless corpse, and roared low.

　　 All the evil spirits obtained are released.

　　 A bet, life or death is up to you!

　　Sao Mei woman's eyes are full of jokes.

　　Looking at Luo Hong's struggle in front of death, he seemed to touch her excitement inexplicably.

　　 In the sky, Yuehua is cold.

　　 A bright moon hangs in the night sky, sprinkling the afterglow like a veil.

　　 The headless corpse of Dishan was illuminated by the moon, pulling out a long shadow.

　　 suddenly!

　　 This shadow... moved!

　　 While squirming, something seemed to have emerged from the shadow reflected on the ground, a black shadow.

　　 The shadow of Dishan's head also crawled over like a worm, and merged with the shadow of the body.

　　 becomes three-dimensional, becomes substance!

　　 stood up completely!

　　 turned into a real evil shadow!

　　 hum...

　　 Two scarlet bursts, like a sleeping evil, opened its scarlet eyes in the dark abyss!

　　 Shadow... Stand up!

　　 A depressed breath was released from the shadow.

　　 Luo Hong turned his head to look at the black shadow, the evil spirit in his dantian was completely evacuated in an instant.

　　成... It was successful!

　　 Luo Hong's eyes lit up.

　　 And the charming woman stared blankly at the shadow of Di Shan rising up suddenly from the ground.

　　 "This is... what means?!"

　　 The woman who was a member of the evil repair felt a chill inexplicably.

　　 Looking at many colleagues, it seems that no one has practiced this way.

　　 She felt the unwilling snarling soul in this shadow... What a vicious method!

　　What kind of evil repair is the old lady? !

　　 This is the real evil repair!

　　 So... what Luo Hong said is true.

　　What an example of justice in Anping County, what gentle and easy-going son Luo Hong... are all fake!

　　He is really evil repair!

　　Saomei woman feels like she has discovered a big secret!

　　 Luo Hong is very satisfied with this woman's attitude.

　　 "You are the first person to see my face clearly, my son appreciates you very much."

　　 Luo Hong laughed weakly.

　　 Boom!

　　 Suddenly, the dark shadow of Di Shan moved, so fast that it was difficult to capture.

　　 A big hand grabbed the woman's hair.

　　 噗嗤!

　　The hair wrapped around Luo Hong's neck was torn violently by Di Shan's shadow!

After 　　, the shadow's elbow, as fast as lightning, hit the charming woman. This was an elbow of the full strength of the Eighth Stage Iron Bone Realm Martial Artist!

　　 The woman's cheeks were almost deformed, and blood spurted out instantly.

　　 Luo Hong got rid of the shackles of his hair, panting heavily.

　　 The dark shadow of Dishan seems to accumulate grievances of being cheated to death by this woman.

　　 Step by step, she walked to the charming woman with long, white and greasy legs.

　　 The black shadow stretched out his hand, trying to grab the white ankle of the charming woman.

　　 However, the charming woman suddenly violent, and her torn hair suddenly became longer, like a Wangen blade penetrating Di Shan's shadow.

　　 Tear!

　　 Di Shan’s shadow was torn apart.

　　The charming woman sneered and patted her towering chest, but she hadn't started to gasp.

　　 The shredded Di Shan shadow instantly returned to its original shape, and continued to reach out and grab her snow-white ankle.

After 　　, it moved like a big windmill, screaming, smashing left and right...

　　咚咚咚!

　　 Luo Hong felt pain all the time.

　　 The shadow of Dishan smashed tirelessly, venting the resentment of being cheated by the scum girl.

for a long time……

　　 Luo Hong was weak and shouted, "Stop..."

　　咚咚咚......

　　 The shadow continued to smash.

　　 Luo Hong: "?"

　　 "Don't smash it!"

　　 Luo Hong increased his voice.

　　 Dishan's shadow stopped, scarlet eyes filled with doubts, after a pause of two or three seconds, he continued to smash the woman.

　　 Luo Hong: "……"

　　 This shadow seems...not very clever.

　　 "Stop it!"

　　 Luo Hong urged a trace of evil spirit in Dantian, and shouted.

　　 Now, the shadow seemed to sense it, no longer smashed, and threw the woman directly in front of Luo Hong.

　　 Blood...continuously flowing, converging into blood puddles.

　　The charming woman is half-dead, and the blood is smashed.

　　 She is not dead yet, her eyes are absent, she twists her neck with difficulty, and props up her twisted body, like Sadako crawling out of the TV...

　　 There was panic in her eyes.

　　 "The father... the son... forgive..."

　　 She coughed up blood, begging for mercy in horror.

　　 Luo Hong stood up swayingly, as if about to fall at any time.

　　 "Spare... slave family... willing to be a cow and a horse..."

　　 The woman didn't want to die, she said in fear.

　　 Luo Hong was covered in blood, staring at the woman, his eyes were calm...

　　 "Remember, this son is a badass."

　　The words fell, Luo Hong waved his hand with all his strength.

"kill."

　　The faint voice lingers in the empty, **** Black Cloud Village.

　　 The shadow of Di Shan, who was ready to move, got the order and swept across without hesitation.

　　The woman's head was kicked and exploded.

　　 Wow.

　　 A black token slid out of the woman's weakly fallen corpse and hit Luo Hong's blood-stained shoes before stopping.

　　 And Di Shan's shadow seemed to run out of energy, turned into a black line, merged into Luo Hong's shadow, and there was no sound.

　　 Luo Hong instantly felt as if he was drained of all strength, fell to the ground, his mind was dizzy, the world was spinning.

　　……

　　 Outside Heiyunzhai.

　　 Zhao Donghan immediately leaned against the trunk of a big tree.

　　 He closed his eyes, as if adjusting his own state.

　　 A blast of night wind blows in.

　　 brought a faint smell of blood. UU reading www.uukａnshu.com

　　 Zhao Donghan opened his eyes suddenly, climbed up the tree trunk, stepped on the branches, and looked at Heiyun Village.

　　 sniffed sharply.

　　 Feel the direction of the smell of blood.

　　 The scar on Zhao Donghan's face trembles instantly.

　　 Boom!

　　 Qi and blood exploded, and Zhao Donghan flew out like a tiger.

　　……

　　 Ziwei and Fang Zheng sat cross-legged on the bluestone.

　　 Both also smelled the smell of blood, and both opened their eyes.

　　 The two looked at each other, extremely solemn.

"problem occurs?"

After 　　, no longer said anything, Zi Wei and Fang Zheng instantly bounced like springs, stepping on the wind, and galloping towards Heiyun Village.

　　……

　　 In front of the Tulou in Heiyunzhai.

　　 Zhao Donghan met Zi Wei and Fang Zheng, these two envoys from Dali Temple. If they were in peace, Zhao Donghan would still say hello, but now he is too lazy.

　　 Looking at the closed gate, Zhao Donghan swam the wall like a gecko, and quickly climbed over the gate.

　　 Ziwei and Fang Zheng didn't care about Zhao Donghan's attitude, and they walked on the wall as if they were performing superb light work.

　　 also boarded the Tulou.

　　 The three of them stood on the top of the building, looking at the Heiyun Village.

　　 Blowing **** sky!

　　 The corpses of the horse bandits were lying horizontally, and the blood was flowing like a stream, gathering into a pool of blood, reflecting the moonlight, and it seemed more and more strange.

　　 hiss!

　　 Ziwei and Fang Zheng took a breath.

　　 "Evil Ghost!"

　　 The two thought of this for an instant, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

　　 dereliction of duty!

I'm late!

　　 Young Master Luo Hong is dead!

　　PS: You must not guess the great use of this woman...