My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 33: ? The 10th human skin

　　 Jia Sidao's roar exploded in the alley.

　　 Let the noise in the alley suddenly quiet down, and the needles can be heard.

　　 literati poker, they are the group of people who are most sensitive to gossip...

　　In an instant, in the quiet alley, it suddenly swept through like a hurricane and exploded completely.

　　 "What? What did this person say? Lord Luo Hong stole his invitation?"

　　 "That's right, Master Hu's Wenhui seems to have never invited Young Master Luo Hong. Is the invitation really stolen?"

　　"Stealing invitations, uninvited, insulting gentlemanly! What is the Lord Luohong doing?!"

　　 The noisy voice suddenly exploded, and the literati’s mouth was not stingy with murderous knives.

　　 While pouncing, Jia Sidao heard the people around him question Luo Hong, and his heart was as refreshing as if he had eaten an iced watermelon in June.

　　 Maintaining a hideous face, Jia Sidao rushed towards Luo Hong frantically, intending to fight Luo Hong, so that Luo Hong was embarrassed in front of many literati and Confucians!

　　 Luo Hong obviously didn't expect Jia Sidao to squat against him here.

　　 However, I have experienced the evil case of Heiyunzhai.

　　His psychological quality is not comparable to the past.

　　 just raised an eyebrow when he saw it.

　　 Is this Jia Sidao trying to make him famous?

　　"What reputation do you think this son cares about?"

　　 Luo Hong curled his lips.

　　 also didn't use the evil spirits to call Di Shan Xie Ying.

　　 The sword energy surging in the meridian of Luohong surged out and gathered in the palm of the hand.

　　 After stimulating the sword qi, the positive yang qi on Luo Hong's body is like a rainbow, dazzling and dazzling, just like a small blazing sun.

The white brocade robe on the body of 　　 has no wind, and the wind blows up with the sword air, blowing sand and stones.

　　 Luo Hong kicked out, and immediately kicked Jia Sidao's abdomen.

　　 The huge force caused Jia Sidao to lie down on the ground and slide out several meters.

　　 Jia Sidao was so scared, he didn't expect Luo Hong to do it without hesitation.

　　 Luo Hong throws his hand, and the sword energy gathered in his palm suddenly falls.

　　 Boom!

　　 Sword Qi exploded in front of Jia Sidao's head, and the bluestone ground in the alley was blown out of a small hole, and the rubble flew away, slashing the face of Jia Sidao who was lying on the ground, and the blood flowed endlessly.

　　 Silence!

　　Death silence.

　　 Those around me who watched the excitement weren't too much trouble, and even prepared to echo Luo Hong's reputation and yelling literati poosers, immediately shut their mouths.

　　 What's more, two tremors.

　　 They just remembered that Luo Hong had smashed Heiyunzhai with one sword by himself, and was a ruthless man who killed evil!

　　 Even if he seems to be a good person, but the sword of Lord Luo Hong... is really a blood-stained sword!

　　 Everyone shut up.

　　 Jia Sidao's face paled in fright. If this sword aura fell on him, he was afraid that his skin would be broken, and he might just die.

　　"My son took your invitation, what about it?"

　　 Luo Hong glanced at Jia Sidao. Luo Hong remembered the guy who broke his villain's plan very clearly, so he didn't give him a good temper.

　　The only flaw is that the guy Jia Sidao was not included in the target, otherwise he would properly get a lot of evil!

　　 "Jia Sidao...I know, isn't it the rogue scholar in Anping County?"

　　 "It took ten years to get a talented person in the exam. It's a shameless thing."

　　 "Master Luo Hong is right, what qualifications does he have to participate in the literary meeting! It is insulting to be gentle!"

　　 Luo Hong showed a thunderous method, which caused the surrounding literati to speak up, and he actually began to attack Jia Sidao.

　　 Luo Hong glanced at the people present and curled his lips.

　　 Heh, scholar.

　　……

　　 Qinghualou.

　　The third floor wing room.

　　 Inside the house, the incense curls up, and the tent rises gently in the breeze.

　　The strings tremble lightly, the faint melody, accompanied by the crisp singing voice, is like a ying wailing tactfully, sweet to the ear.

　　 There are women who are picturesque, dressed in light veil, and their graceful body twists in a seductive arc along with the sound of the piano, their eyes are silky, and their eyes are full of affection.

　　In the distance, there is a bamboo mat spread out between the wooden floor slabs, a figure lying sideways with one hand supporting his face.

　　 On the edge of the bamboo mat, there are various fruit plates on which are dripping clean fruits.

　　 listening to the small song, admiring the beautiful woman.

　　 is a very extravagant life.

　　 Outside the door, the dressed-up old bustard opened his mouth full of joy.

　　"Master Hu, the boys below are here, and they are all urging the start of the literary meeting."

　　The old bust said with joy.

　　Master Hu took the entire Qinghualou, she can earn a lot, and it can also make the reputation of Qinghualou, she is naturally happy.

　　 "I got it."

　　 a faint voice came from the tent.

　　 Through the projection between the paper windows, he could see Master Hu getting up, approaching slowly, and hugging the Fuqin woman.

　　The experienced old bustard suddenly smiled meaningfully and turned away.

　　 However...

　　What the old bust didn't know was that the moment she turned and left.

　　 The sound of the piano in the room stopped abruptly.

　　 噗噗!

　　 The red blood, sprayed like a column, stained a large area of ​​window paper.

The ear-piercing sound of 　　 string breaking, accompanied by the creepy sound of peeling skin, lingers among the tents.

　　"The tenth piece of human skin, there are still nine pieces..."

　　 with a slightly honest laughter haunting the room.

　　 Wow.

　　 The door was pushed open.

　　 A fat man with a few blessings, looking naive, with a bright and fair skin, wiped his hands with a white cloth, and walked out slowly.

　　 "This literary meeting is over, you can stop, and the bronze evil order is reached, the small Anping County does not meet my identity, it is time to go to Jiangling."

　　"So, this time...you can make a big wave."

　　 Jingling Bell...

　　 suddenly.

　　 The fat man squinted his eyes, and with a shake of his hand, a black iron token slipped out of his sleeve.

　　 The Dark Iron Token was shaking slightly.

　　 The smile on the fat man’s face suddenly grew stronger and stronger.

　　……

　　In the Qinghualou, a group of women from Yingying and Yanyan, like butterflies wagging in the flowers, shuttled between the literati and the sorrows.

　　 Luo Hong was a little dazzled when he entered it. In his past and present, it was the first time he set foot in this legendary place.

　　 The banquets are laid out one by one, and all kinds of food are delicious on the table.

　　 Ayura fell down, the woolen blankets from Houthi were spread on the ground, and the lanterns were hung high, extremely luxurious.

　　 At many banquet tables near the center, there are women wearing rouge and gouache sitting, smiling like flowers, talking to the wine.

　　 However, Luo Hong was outside the Qinghua Tower, showing his great power, which made many literati and pompous guests a little frightened. At this moment, the eyes of Luo Hong were in awe.

　　 Luo Hong calmed down, pretending that he was very skilled.

　　 sat on a wine table on the edge according to the seat number on the post.

　　 Some literati talents at the same table laughed a little awkwardly.

　　Because this table is close to the edge, there is no woman to accompany it.

　　The people at the table are all dry drinking, and the atmosphere is very rigid.

　　 Everyone wanted to chat with Lord Luohong. However, thinking of Luo Hong's harsh methods before, this legendary gentleman Luohong didn't seem to be as easy to talk as he thought.

　　 Luo Hong is happy in his heart.

　　 Isn’t the purpose of his trip to disrupt this essay meeting?

　　, it seems that it is beginning to work.

　　 Sitting in a chair, Luo Hong was too lazy to greet the people around him, grabbed his chopsticks~IndoMTL.com~ and feasted on it.

　　This wine table is relatively marginal, and is not qualified for prostitutes. Luo Hong feels rather regretful.

　　 Soon, after thirty years of drinking, the atmosphere of the literary meeting began to grow stronger.

　　 There are even unrestrained pokers who stand up and recite the splendid articles they have prepared for the literary meeting for many days.

　　The woman who accompanies the wine is also quite talented. When praised, it is just right, which makes the pooja a great satisfaction.

　　 This may be one of the reasons why Qinghualou has become an ideal place for men in Anping County.

　　 suddenly.

The atmosphere of the 　　 Wenhui became more enthusiastic.

　　Many literati poosers all stood up.

　　 "Master Hu!"

　　 "I haven't seen you for many years, Master Hu is actually getting younger and younger."

　　 "Master Hu is a blessed person at first sight."

　　 The compliment of a literati pooja, as if to lift the roof of Qinghualou.

　　 Mr. Hu, holding a cane, is naive, his chubby face is full of gentle smiles, and he greets everyone with a smile.

　　 However, Master Hu's eyes were instantly attracted by Luo Hong who was sitting on the edge table.

　　Huh?

　　Master Hu has a smile on his face.

　　 However, in his eyes, Luo Hong's body is full of righteousness like a rainbow, just like a majestic and righteous scholar.

　　"Ruxiu?"

　　Master Hu smiled without a smile, his eyes flashed with cold light.

　　 Has he... been spotted?

　　 Luo Hong, who was stuffing his mouth, also stagnated.

　　 The black iron token he tucked in his arms was actually at this moment... trembling violently!

　　 Luo Hong was taken aback, feeling a little, turned his head, and looked at Hu Zhishui, who was so naive.

　　Hu Zhishui is also looking at Luo Hong with a smile.