My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 105: ? My son is unparalleled in the world!

The thick cloud seems to be torn apart by the forces of the world, domineeringly.

The shy moon disk hiding behind the cloud, working hard to shed the cold moonlight, illuminating this sobbing land.

Twenty-eight evil repair corpses, all knelt on the ground, losing the breath of life, and even the evil spirits on them all seemed to be exhausted, leaving only a few dots.

Luo Hong floated in white clothes, standing still, not taking off his mask of evil repair.

He closed his eyes, twenty-eight evil cultivators, most of the fifth-rank evil cultivators, provided him with a large amount of evil evil spirits, which made him accumulate three more evil spirit rings in his dantian. One-third, and now only one-third to complete the accumulation.

The capacity of the dantian has been expanded again. Every time the evil spirits of evil repair are absorbed, the capacity of the dantian will be expanded. However, these expansions are not a big problem for Luo Hong, who originally had an amazing capacity of the dantian.

By absorbing the evil spirits, the positive yang energy on his body has become more and more intense. From a distance, it looks like a bright moon in the world, which seems to be compared with the moon disk in the sky.

The entire mass grave is extremely quiet.

Only the ashes burned by the paper, under the breeze, rolled across the ground with a small sound.

Crunchy...

That's the sound of stepping on rubble.

The Kuyue monk in a white monk robe walked slowly, his palms folded together, his expression serious.

Previously, there was a strong evil spirit in the air, and even more terrible murderous intent was surging. However, after a long time, the murderous intent disappeared, and the evil evil spirit also disappeared.

Monk Kuyue walked on foot, and he saw twenty-eight corpses kneeling all over the ground.

They all knelt down sincerely and lost their vitality.

When they were alive, every one of them was an evil cultivator of the evil side, killing people without blinking, butchering the world, and was a well-known villain on the wanted list of Dali Temple.

"They are all dead, is Luo Shizu killing him again?"

Monk Kuyue put his palms together.

Slowly said.

Yuehua Qinghui, sprinkled on Luo Hong's body, Luo Hong's head was covered with silver threads, and he glanced at the monk sideways, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If they want to kill me, I will kill them, God."

Luo Hongdao.

"You can save their lives, perhaps, they can reform, put down the butcher knife, and become a Buddha right away."

Monk Kuyue still frowned, said.

Luo Hong grinned: "The wicked has done so many evil things and put down the butcher knife to become a Buddha, and a good person has done so many good things. /

"Monk, why do you say that? Is the Buddha partial?"

Luo Hong's words made Monk Kuyue startled.

His lips moaned for a while, but I didn't know how to refute it.

"By the way, monk... My son has another question."

Luo Hong twisted his neck, raised his hand, and held Gu Jian Di Jiao.

In the next instant, the wind blows all over the ground and the sand rolls.

The white gown and the white monk robe are both flying.

Luo Hong, who wears a half-evil monarch mask, doesn't know when his cheeks have been attached to Monk Kuyue's cheeks. The silver hair is floating, there is a sudden murderous intention, and he is everywhere on the ground.

Monk Kuyue folded his hands together, his eyes shrank slightly.

"You just wanted to kill, did you want to kill me?"

Luo Hong smiled.

Om!

Gu Jian Di Jiao passed by instantly, making a light trembling sound.

"Amitabha."

Monk Kuyue was covered with hairs on his body, a feeling of being shrouded in a sea of ​​blood, making him extremely ugly. He didn't expect that Luo Hong just perceives a little bit of murder, and it is thunder that wants to kill him. .

Puff!

The ground sword slashed across, and the sword energy shot out several meters, ploughing the ground into a gully.

Monk Kuyue gritted his teeth, backed up a few steps, his white monk's robe was stained with blood, and a broken arm soared into the sky and landed on the ground.

With one arm left, he still stands in front of him with his palms upright.

"Cut your arm, next time, it will be your head."

"If you have a murderous intention to me, then don't hide, just break out. If I am killed by you, it will be my life."

Luo Hong glanced at Monk Kuyue's face and said.

"Besides, you are not worthy of killing me as a cultivator of Buddha. I have a Buddha in my heart. Where is your Buddha?"

Hearing this, Monk Kuyue knelt on the ground with a tremor all over his body.

He stared at Yuehua blankly.

I was beheaded, and then I was punished...

Monk Kuyue felt confused. He couldn't answer Luo Hong's question. He couldn't avoid Luo Hong's sword. He couldn't refute Luo Hong's heart...

What Buddha did he build?

In the carriage.

Zhao Donghan woke up leisurely. He seemed to have experienced a great dream of spring and autumn. In the dream, countless evil cultivators were beating him, and even more ghosts choked his neck.

Opening his eyes abruptly, the scar on Zhao Donghan's face wriggled.

"My son!"

He burst out with a mournful cry, rushed out of the carriage, and the scared horse neighed for a while.

However, Zhao Donghan, who had just got out of the carriage, saw an unforgettable scene engraved on his head.

The afterglow of the moonlight blooms like a clean garment.

The young man in white clothes is flying with his hands on his back, his silver hair is spread out, and the moonlight is reflected on his body.

There are twenty-eight evil repair corpses around them, kneeling down sincerely, bowing their eyebrows and bowing, as if kneeling again an immortal who walked out of the heavenly gate, and as if they were a bodhisattva who knelt and crossed them out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Monk Kuyue broke his arm, but looked at the son in a daze.

The disciples of Buddhism are also subdued by the temperament of the son, are the disciples of the Buddhism also passed by the son?

Zhao Donghan ignored the pain in the back of his neck, clenched his fists, watched this scene, and took a deep breath.

The twenty-eight evil cultivators are all evil cultivators, which can be seen from their hideous appearance, but in this way, all the twenty-eight evil cultivators died here.

My son is unparalleled!

Zhao Donghan roared in his heart.

Excitedly climbed out of the carriage.

And Luo Hong glanced at Zhao Donghan. Because of fainting, the evil cultivators did not anger Zhao Donghan. At this moment, Zhao Donghan was quite energetic.

Luo Hong sighed. Whose guard is doing this.

As a young man, he actually has to consider the safety of the guard. It is really too difficult for him.

Take off the evil monarch's mask and turn his silver hair back into blue silk.

In Zhao Donghan's caring gaze, Luo Hong got into the carriage.

"Old Zhao, the memorial service is over, return to the city."

A faint voice came from the carriage, a bit tired.

Listening to the distressing exhaustion in the son's voice, Zhao Donghan couldn't help taking a deep breath, glanced at the corpse all over the floor, then glanced at the bewildered monk Kuyue with a severed arm, and swallowed his saliva.

He has already made up a shocking battle in his mind.

The 28 evil cultivators all kneel down sincerely, being crossed by the son.

The sound of horseshoes burst.

It looked like three black lightning, walking through the dark night, and soon appeared in Jishan Village, and then continued to move forward, rushing to the mass grave.

The vitality left by the many fifth-grade evil repairs is extremely suppressed, making Luo's cover color gradually ugly.

Fang Zheng's meticulous face shone with seriousness.

Going here, I feel that there is a life-death crisis, such a terrifying evil spirit repair machine, Lord Luo Hong...what has happened to him? !

Zi Wei's delicate body is trembling.

Suddenly.

They broadened their horizons and saw twenty-eight kneeling corpses, as well as the Ku Yue monk who had a broken arm and sprinkled in Yue Huayang.

They are all shocked.

There was a crash from the wheel of the car running over the gravel on the ground.

A carriage travels leisurely.

Zhao Donghan was sitting in the coachman's seat, driving the carriage slowly, and happened to see Luo Feng, Zi Wei and Fang Zheng.

Luo Feng looked at Zhao Donghan, his eyes jumped, and he looked at the carriage covered by a curtain.

What happened?

Luo Hong is safe and sound, but here are twenty-eight evil repair corpses...

What kind of fighting is happening here?

They came late and knew nothing.

When Zhao Donghan saw Luo Feng, he seemed to ask something. Thinking of the tired voice of the son, Zhao Donghan couldn't help but raised his hand, put an index finger to his lips, and gestured towards Luo Feng.

"The son is exhausted, so let's stop talking about it."

Zhao Donghan lowered his throat and said.

Luo Feng was startled and nodded solemnly, also lowering his voice.

"Zhao Zhuangshi will come to the county office."

When Zhao Donghan heard this, he felt a little bit coy about going to the county office. Of course he knew that he had experience in the case records.

But mainly...this battle, he was sleeping.

However, judging from the results of the battle, Zhao Donghan felt that it should not be much different from what he had imagined.

The son is a disciple of the master, he is full of righteous yang, and the evil spirits are inviolable. He is the true evil repairer. Between the swords, he arouses the mighty river and overcomes these evil cultivators!

Zhao Donghan has something in his heart.

Facing Luo Feng, he nodded solemnly.

After that, he slammed his horse whip and drove away.

In the carriage, Luo Hong was sinking at this moment, refining the evil spirits he had absorbed. He didn't think much about the dialogue between Zhao Donghan and Luo Feng outside the carriage.

……

After Luo Hong left.

Luo Feng walked towards the monk Kuyue, but Kuyue just stood up indifferently, facing Luo Feng’s question, without the slightest idea of ​​answering, grabbed her severed arm, and Yu Yuehuayang let it go. go with.

Luo Feng pouted. Sure enough, Zhao Zhuangshi was more approachable.

Luo Feng, the monk of Wangchuan Temple who spoke to the Buddha, and Luo Feng, an official of the imperial court, was very disdainful of this.

Ignoring the Ku Yue monk who left, Luo Feng took Zi Wei and Fang Zheng together to confirm these evil repair corpses.

While confirming, **** in the air-conditioning.

These evil cultivators, all of the five ranks, are the masters who have committed major crimes, and they are all evil cultivators who have not been registered!

A big case is about to be solved!

Luo Feng was delighted, as if following in the footsteps of Young Master Luo Hong, he solved a major evil repair case!

As expected, Lord Luo, the nemesis of evil Xiu!

After a while, the arrests of the Anping County government rushed forward.

It happened to be arranged by Luofeng to transport these evil repair corpses back to Anping County together.

……

In the dense forest.

Huang Chao was sweating coldly. Twenty-eight evil cultivators, of which 18 were fifth-grade evil cultivators, all died and were killed by Luo Hong.

He was hiding in the dense forest, seeing it really, and seeing the crushing battle, he just felt cold all over his body.

"Master Luo Hong is an evil cultivator, but the positive yang energy on his body is extremely strong, and it has a great suppressive effect on evil cultivators... It is really too contradictory."

"However, what is certain is that such a person will inevitably fly into the sky in the future. The son of Luo Hou, the grandson of the King of the North, is at least one of the heroes. Since I have followed him, I will follow him. I am the biggest one now. The value of is inserted in the evil door of heaven and earth, so ~IndoMTL.com~ I can't expose it, and even keep climbing up, the higher the climb, the higher the value!"

Huang Chao's eyes flickered, he made up his mind, then spread his wings and turned into a night bat, disappearing in the dense forest.

……

In the middle of the night, the carriage drove back to Anping County.

Returned to Luofu.

Yuan Xiazi in the pavilion heard the sound, couldn't help smiling, holding the bamboo stick and tapping the ground, and returned to the room.

Luo Hong got out of the carriage, and originally wanted to go to Luo Xiaoxiao’s courtyard to tell Xiaoxiao a story, but the evil spirit sucked too much and was a little braced, so he had to go back to the room to digest it.

And Zhao Donghan set up the carriage, fed some grass to the horse, and left Luo Mansion under the faint moonlight.

Hurry to the direction of the county government.

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