My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

The door of the woodshed... opened.

A gust of cold wind blew in, with sobs piercing the bones, and a woman's shrill laugh, like a female ghost crying.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, Luo Hong's eyes narrowed, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

something wrong!

Grabbing the sword in his hand violently, Luo Hong walked out of the woodshed cautiously with his white shirt fluttering.

There was a sticky feeling when the feet stepped on the ground.

It was bright red blood, winding like a small stream.

In front of the firewood house, the two horse bandits guarding the gate... were actually dead, their necks were smeared, blood was still gurgling, and there was still panic in their lost eyes.

what happened? !

The dark wind blew again, blowing Luo Hong's hair flying, and the white shirt on his body raised unconsciously.

It was like the shrieking voice of a female ghost, as if it was lingering in circles accompanied by the wind.

Is there... a ghost? !

Luo Hong suddenly pulled out the long sword in his hand, and holding the cold sword gave him some comfort in his heart.

Evil?!

Luo Hong took a deep breath, remembering what Luo Feng of Dali Temple told him about the massacre of mountain villages around Anping County.

Xie Chong is making trouble, could it be... he met Xie Chong? !

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

According to Luo Feng, the evil spirits were nothing more than man-made crimes, created by some evil cultivators, and they were all man-made, so there was nothing to fear.

Walking out all the way, the corpses lay all over the place.

The corpses of the horse bandits were scattered all over the place. These horse bandits were all drunk and had their heads cut off.

Where's the leader of Heiyunzhai? He's an eighth-rank iron bone monk, so he won't die so easily... right?!

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

The ground was full of blood, thick and bloody, making 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, with the machete flying straight away, the tip of the machete touching the ground, his head hanging down, his body heaving up and down, as if he was still breathing.

There are still people alive!

But soon.

Di Shan raised his head slowly, his eyes were bleeding, and he let out a deep roar.

On his chest, the flesh was torn open, and a blood-stained hand, clutching the beating heart, pierced out.

And behind Di Shan, there was a voice resounding like the howling of a female ghost.

The black hair spread out like a net, emerging from behind Di Shan's neck, wrapping around his neck...

crunch...

puff!

Di Shan's head was strangled by hair, and fell to the ground like a rubber ball.

As the head fell, behind Di Shan, the face of a coquettish woman emerged.

The woman exuded a strong sinister aura, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be grinning to the back of her teeth, looking at Luo Hong with an unstoppable smile.

This smile made Luo Hong's scalp tingle.

Hi... I'm bothering you.

Luo Hongdao, after speaking, he planned to turn around and go back to the firewood room, feeling that the firewood room is still more warm.

Hehehe~ Young Master... It's late at night, do you want the servants of the servants to sleep with you?

The woman took out Dishan's heart, her red lips were sucking the blood on it, she looked at Luo Hong with winking eyes, and her coquettish voice was subtle.

Sleep ass!

Luo Hong's face turned dark.

Didn't Luo Feng, the envoy of Dali Temple, say that the horse bandit gang has nothing to do with Xie Chong?

How did this evil spirit appear in the horse gang?

Luo Hong turned around and ran, he smelled death, if he didn't run... he would die.

Giggle~

Young master, don't run away, my house is empty, lonely and cold.

The woman's ethereal laughter lingered all around, like the echo of a ghost hitting the wall.

At some point, that coquettish woman had appeared in front of Luo Hong, her clothes were revealing, and her long snow-white legs were not concealed.

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

Now……

Luo Hong felt more and more that the boy was alone and must protect himself.

Are you the evil spirit who slaughtered several villages?

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

Hehehe~ My lord guesses~

The coquettish woman walked on catwalks, approaching Luo Hong little by little, licking her lips with her tongue, and her eyes were shining brightly.

Looks like it's you!

Having nothing to say, Luo Hong raised his sword.

Seeing this, the coquettish woman immediately laughed.

The Qi of Zhengyang is like a rainbow, the young master should be a Confucianism cultivator...

The woman walked unhurriedly, the evil spirit around her was billowing, and there was a blood-red light in the faint.

Handsome and elegant, personable, my family likes Confucianism the most...

Heart!

Killed you, took your skin, and walked in Anping County in the name of justice... Hehehe, I really like the young master who is sent to the door by death.

The woman smiled, and the words fell.

It suddenly became ferocious, and the blood surged wildly, like a ghost in red.

The corner of Luo Hong's mouth was full of bitterness.

There is indeed a problem in this world!

His villain's plan goes awry again...

After finally joining the Horse Bandit Gang, I thought it would be a good way to wipe out a wave of crimes, but in the end... the Horse Bandit Gang is gone!

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

This ghost woman... is too scary!

The woman who looked like a ghost in red clothes gave her a sense of oppression that was almost the same as that of Zhao Donghan, a martial artist of the eighth-rank Iron Bone Realm, but her methods were even weirder.

Obviously, this ghost woman, the creator of the evil spirit, should also be an evil cultivator of the eighth rank!

Suddenly, Luo Hong thought of something.

Looking at the approaching woman, Luo Hong's eyes suddenly lit up.

slow!

The coquettish woman looked at Luo Hong suspiciously.

Girl, one of my own, it's a showdown, and I'm also an evil cultivator.

Luo Hong hurriedly said.

The coquettish woman couldn't help laughing coquettishly when she heard this, the majesty on her chest rose and fell.

With a righteous yang, you say you are an evil cultivator?

Do you really think she has big breasts and no brains?

The coquettish woman didn't bother to talk much, her snow-white legs kicked the ground, and her figure turned into afterimages.

Full of bloody aura, he approached Luo Hong.

Feeling the crisis, Luo Hong swung the sword in his hand violently.

boom!

Suddenly, Luo Hong felt the meridian in his body, and there was a sharp air rushing out along the long sword, colliding with the woman's attack.

Pooh!

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

Sword Qi?! You are a sword cultivator!

The shrill voice of the coquettish woman sounded, her towering chest rose and fell violently, and she stared at Luo Hong in horror.

Moreover, this sword energy is so powerful that it frightens her!

On the surface, he is a Confucianism cultivator, but he talks about evil cultivators, but he turns out to be a sword cultivator!

Heh... man!

A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost!

A mere sword cultivator at the Ninth Grade Qi Sword Realm can possess such a vast and powerful sword energy... However, you who have just opened your pulse at the Ninth Grade, how many swords can you slash?!

The coquettish woman shot out again, her figure changed rapidly, and her blood shadow flickered.

Luo Hong couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw that the sword energy was useful.

It's like grabbing the last straw.

Swinging the sword violently, the sharpness in the meridians in the body condensed again.

Pooh!

Sword Qi burst out.

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

One after another, the sword energy burst out continuously.

The coquettish woman is almost going crazy...

Is this a Ninth Grade Sword Cultivator who has just opened his veins?

This has been cut seven or eight swords, right?

A normal ninth-rank swordsman will lose his power after two or three strikes of sword energy. Why can you last so long? !

However, Luo Hong, who swung seven or eight sword qi, only felt weak for a while. His body was covered with scars and blood, and he looked miserable.

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

He was drained.

I can't shoot the sword energy anymore.

Luo Hong's mouth was full of bitterness.

The moment the sword qi was exhausted, the coquettish woman appeared behind him with bloody aura that suffocated Luo Hong.

The black hair hangs down and wraps around Luo Hong's neck...

Can't you shoot?

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

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

Cluck...

Young master, your skin, I... want it.

boom! ! !

The woman laughed sharply, and at the next moment...the bloody aura gushed out crazily, and went towards Luo Hong's body.

At first Luo Hong thought he was going to die.

However, suddenly, the dantian suddenly burst into a suction force, which continuously absorbed the evil blood energy released by the woman to control his will.

The coquettish woman sensed something was wrong!

With thoughts surging, he felt the pure evil spirit in Luo Hong's dantian.

His eyes suddenly widened.

you……

Luo Hong smiled with difficulty.

It has been said that my son is an evil cultivator, and he belongs to us...why do you believe it or not?

After the words fell, Luo Hong raised his hand.

Five fingers formed into claws, aiming at the headless corpse of Heiyunzhai leader Di Shan beside him.

Summon the shadows of the dead!

The evil shadow of the undead... urged.

Luo Hong turned his head and stared at Dishan's body, his voice was a bit hoarse, and he said:

stand up……