My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

　　 The knife is wolf's hair, and the blood is ink.

　　 slashed lightly, like splashing ink on a landscape painting.

　　 The scholar who stood up and scolded Luo Hong, covered his neck in disbelief, and soon collapsed to the ground, his eyes full of regret and unwillingness, gradually losing his brilliance.

The long street was stained with blood, and the entire street outside Luofu was extremely silent for an instant. The clamoring mobs, scholars, etc., all seemed to be caught in the neck. They did not expect that Luo Hong would dare to be on the street. Murder!

　　 You must know that Luo Hong slaughtered Zhao's Mansion in the middle of the rainstorm, no one saw it, and everyone spread the rumors based on the circulating news.

　　 However, at this moment, Luo Hong killed the scholar himself, but he was in full view.

　　 This is tantamount to no cover, clearly showing his identity as a murderer.

　　 There are so many of them, how dare Luo Hong...? !

　　 How dare he!

　　 was silent for a while, the next moment, a stern voice tore the silence.

　　 "Luo thief! How dare you?! Brother Zhang is known as a talent! How dare you!"

　　 The scholars completely exploded, and the knife in Luo Hong's hand directly obliterated one person, leaving them heartbroken. They underestimated Luo Hong's harshness.

　　 Actually, many people are not sure if Zhao Mansion was slaughtered by Luo Hong.

　　 They just followed up to spread rumors, like these Confucian scholars, they were all arranged by the Zhou family.

　　 But, at this moment, they are a little bit convinced, maybe... Zhao Mansion was really slaughtered by Luo Hong!

　　 That's why Luo Hong was very calm about murder, and he dared to commit murder in the street!

　　 Someone has started to persuade.

　　 Luo Hong's initial cowardice helped increase their arrogant arrogance.

　　 But when Luo Hong showed the wicked side, they didn't dare to be arrogant.

　　Looking at Luo Hong in a white cloth, holding a long knife, the blood-stained tip of the knife touched the ground, and slowly dragged it. The harsh sound of the blade and the ground made every scholar and scholar goose bumps.

　　 They wanted to use the name of Lord Luohong to come to Anping County, but they didn't expect that Luo Hong would draw his sword if he didn't agree with him.

　　 Luo Hong's face was very calm.

　　 The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, with a bit of evil charm.

　　 looked at the Confucian scholars who were frightened and began to panic, with a little sneer.

　　 "The world slander me, deceive me, humiliate me, despise me, deceive me..."

　　 Luo Hong dragged the knife and laughed: "I will cut it all down!"

　　 The elegant and ethical hands trembled: "Insult to gentleman!"

　　 The first half of the sentence is quite zen-like, and the second half of the sentence completely destroys the atmosphere, but it fully expresses Luo Hong's arrogance and ferocity.

　　 Luo Hong's face sank.

　　 "My son is not a good person."

　　 Luo Hong's white clothes fluttered, his body bent slightly.

After 　　, he stomped on a heavy step, and his body seemed to fly by.

　　 The knife in his hand turned into a life-threatening demon in an instant, and when it swept, it would shoot up red blood.

　　The swordsman of the eighth grade waterfall sword, even with a sword, is not comparable to these ordinary scholars.

　　 After all, there are so many scholars in heaven and earth, and there are very few who can truly cultivate awe-inspiring righteousness.

　　 There are too many temptations in the world, it is too difficult to be able to resist the temptation and stand upright in the world.

　　 blood, the long street was stained red.

　　 The scholars and scholars fell one by one.

　　One, five, ten...

　　 Luo Hong swung his knife without mercy. The anger of these people, and the articles written by these people, won Luo Hong's murderous intent.

　　 Luo Hong didn't kill, and I'm sorry for the beautiful articles they wrote.

　　 The people who joined in the fun were shocked.

　　 People are dead, and more than one died.

　　 The mob hiding in the crowd is fierce flashing in their eyes.

　　 "Luo Hong is crazy! This murderer is crazy! Want to kill us all! Let's go together and defend the way!"

　　 A mob roared.

　　 With the smudge of blood, many people's hearts suddenly become fierce.

　　 "We have so many people, he can't kill him!"

　　 "Rush up, throw him down, kill him!"

　　 "I slaughtered Zhao Mansion, and now I want to slaughter us again... this person is too murderous!"

　　 The roar of the mob mobilized the mood of the people.

　　 These mobs were originally land ruffians hired by Patriarch Wang. Although they were afraid, they were even more excited because of the large number of people.

　　 The originally hidden mob suddenly rushed out of the crowd, taking the lead in arousing public anger.

　　 Dozens of people clenched their fists and rushed towards Luo Hong who had wiped out a scholar's neck frantically.

　　 That momentum is indeed not weak and shocking.

　　 Hit dozens of them, for ordinary people, it is a fantasy.

　　 For these mortals who have never been in contact with practitioners, they have reached the limit of their imagination. Therefore, they dare to rush like this. This is the so-called fearlessness of the ignorant.

　　 On the stone ladder of Luo Mansion, Zhao Donghan glared at him, and he wanted to stop.

　　 However, Luo Hong held the knife and waved at him with a smile.

　　 Luo Hong's white shirt is flying.

　　 The sword energy between the meridians in his body began to circulate continuously, and the sword energy of the eighth grade waterfall sword crazily poured into the long sword in his hand.

　　 hum...

　　 The blade trembled uncontrollably.

　　 Long Street... the wind is blowing.

　　 After the sword energy has accumulated ten times, there is still more power.

　　 Luo Hong continued to accumulate sword qi for 18 consecutively, but did not continue.

　　 Hold the knife with one hand.

　　 Luo Hong curled his mouth when facing the mob who swooped in.

　　 In the face of dozens of mobs rushing, his arms curled in an arc, and the knife swung forward lightly.

　　 The sword turned into a sword.

　　The invisible sword gas turned into a sword gang ghost and ravaged the long street.

　　The rushing mob stopped their bodies, and their eyes were unbelievable.

　　 There is silence between heaven and earth.

　　 After that, from Luo Hong's feet, there was a sword mark spreading, spreading all the way, like a ditch.

　　Some mobs were split in half and their flesh and blood were spilled on the floor.

　　Some of them had their arms beheaded and wailed bitterly.

　　 Some people peeed their pants scared by this sword-like knife.

　　 The scene was a mess.

　　 Those scholars and scholars who still wanted to scold them, their eyes lost, and one by one, they knelt on the ground.

　　 looked at the broken ditch cut out on the long bluestone slab, lost soul.

　　 The people who joined in the excitement were so scared that they didn't even have the courage to turn around and run away. They all knelt on the ground and couldn't stop their heads.

　　 When Luo Hong is weak and does not respond, they can spit out loud.

　　 But when Luo Hong turned into a villain and killed dozens of people with a single sword, they didn't dare to scold any more.

　　 In front of Luo Mansion.

　　 Zhao Donghan opened his mouth in surprise, revealing the loophole of the missing front teeth.

　　 This is what the son said... convince people with reason? Show the facts and make sense? !

　　 Xiaodouhua and Luo Xiaoxiao, who just walked to the door, stared incredibly.

　　 The maid's red sleeve is also a bit surprised.

　　 Cut out a knife, Luo Hong frowned and threw the knife back to Lao Zhao.

　　 "Use a sword to play with a sword, it really doesn't have the strength of a sword."

　　 Looking back, looking at the bleeding long street.

　　Looking at the Confucian scholars kneeling on the ground and the people joining in the fun, Luo Hong took out a booklet from his arms and held the charcoal pencil.

　　 walked to the kneeling on the ground, in front of a few scholars and scholars who were only alive.

　　 Luo Hong dusted the Shan people's leather booklet and said: "The Zhao Mansion is full of people, I didn't have time to slaughter, who let you slander my son?"

　　 The scholar still wanted to stop speaking hard.

　　 But when he saw Luo Hong smile, he smiled elegantly and easily.

　　 This smile made the Confucian scholar's heart tremble, and several living scholars rushed to speak.

　　 "It's the Zhou family! The owner of the Zhou family let us speak slanderously and insult your son through the face of the old man Zhou, and let the son be accused by thousands of people! Take a real charge!"

　　 "That's right... It's the Zhou family!"

　　 The words of scholars and scholars made Luo Hong's eyes narrowed. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Zhoujia.

　　 can't help but remember the Zhou family Patriarch who once appeared in Zhao's house.

　　 Luo Hong smiled brilliantly, and wrote "Zhou's Family" stroke by stroke on the subject.

　　 Ignoring the few scholars who kowtowed their heads and begged for mercy, Luo Hong walked to the surviving mob.

　　 The mob was bloodied and peeed in shock.

　　 Luo Hong smiled gently.

　　 With this smile, before Luo Hong could ask, the mob revealed everything.

　　 "Rao... forgive me, Young Master Luohong, I don't need money anymore, I don't need money from the Wang family, I want to go home.

　　 The mob's faces were full of tears, and they were really frightened.

　　 saw dozens of people around him being slashed to death in the air, and the psychological shadow was scared out.

　　 Luo Hongmei picked up, "Wang Family."

　　 solemnly write down the Wang family on the second target.

　　 after writing.

　　 Luo Hong put away the booklet, looked up at the end of the long street, and said lightly: "Old Zhao."

　　 "Yes!"

　　 Zhao Donghan carried the knife again, and the terrifying blood that belonged to the seventh-rank martial arts erupted on his body, leaping in one step, spanning five or six meters, like a hill, and fell heavily behind Luo Hong.

　　The surprised people crawled away tremblingly.

　　 On the long blood-stained street, there is a white robe guarded by a burly knife.

　　 went to Wang's Zhou's house at the end of Long Street.

　　 Above his head, there seemed to be a black cloud floating, and while walking, the black cloud also surged forward.

　　On the long street, those kneeling scholars and scholars and many people looked at the two disappearing figures foolishly.

　　Anping County...The sky has changed!

　　 This master and servant...

　　What do you want to do? !

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