My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 145: ? The ink knife splits the imperial edict, the son is a devil

Chu Tiannan was spitting blood out of anger.

This scene is a bit funny, many academy students have weird faces, Wu Meiniang shook her head dumbfoundingly, and Xiao Erqi laughed presumptuously.

"Lao Luo is still the old one, and none of them has a good ending!"

Xiao Erqidao.

He was a little envious of Luo Hong, and even planned to learn from Luo Hong and make a small notebook, waiting for him to follow the ancestral teachings of the Xiao family, do the Xiao family walk, and when he travels across the rivers and lakes, see who is upset, then write it down in the notebook, and look for it sooner or later. Back to the scene!

Thinking about it this way, Xiao Erqi suddenly understood Luo Hong a little, and if there is a grudge, he must be avenged. This is true of Jian Xiu, and so is his swordsman.

Only in this way, with an understanding of thoughts, will it not be depressed, and the sword will become weak in the end.

Chu Tiannan was defeated.

The last battle made the entire Xuegong square seem to be reduced to ruins. The battle between the two people can understand, but they don't understand it.

The will of the emperor, the phantom of the saint... What is the usual engagement in battle.

Above the stone path.

Chu Tiannan coughed up blood and looked deeply at Luo Hong's handsome back as he turned and left.

This is the gesture of the winner.

He admitted that he underestimated Luo Hong. He thought that this white python entrenched in the small town of Anping could easily be cut with Chunjun in his hand. Now it seems that he still underestimated the opponent.

Not only did he lose face, but he also lost Chunjun.

"Does the Luo family have a real dragon..."

Chu Tiannan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and murmured.

"Chun Jun, I will definitely come back to get it."

Chu Tiannan said.

The sound resounded through the stone path, then turned around.

Half of the mountain in Daping, Lao Huang drew out his hatchet, slashed through the barrier of the mountain road, and appeared beside Chu Tiannan.

Old Huang grinned, showing his mouth full of yellow teeth: "Master Xiaohou, how do you feel?"

"I underestimated Luo Hong and Luo Family. I deserve to suffer this loss." Chu Tiannan said.

Old Huang smiled and grabbed Chu Tiannan's skirt. The next instant, he swept down the stone path and landed on the big flat.

Zhao Xinghe is dressed in black armor, looking at Chu Tiannan calmly.

The will of Emperor Xia is contained in Chu Tiannan's sword. What does this mean, it means that Emperor Xia may have already supported the Chu family.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Xinghe's resolute face showed a somewhat unclear color, and he raised his hand and landed on the hilt of the ink knife on his waist.

Old Huang grinned and smiled with yellow teeth

Chu Tiannan looked at Zhao Xinghe and said: "Master Zhao, these five thousand black riders have no chance to take over. I hope that when we meet next time, we can see the power and prestige of the Luo family black riders."

Chu Tiannan said.

Zhao Xinghe narrowed his eyes, "You can see Xiaohou."

It may be a meeting on the battlefield.

Chu Tiannan laughed deeply, without saying much, and went down the mountain with Lao Huang, and turned on Baiju, like two white thunders, among the many quacks who dare not say anything. , White horse comes out of Anping.

Above the academy, the ground is full of chaos, and ravines crisscross.

The students slapped their mouths and exclaimed. This battle is really worth their bragging about for several years.

Although the outcome of the battle was somewhat unexpected to them, it was not too surprising.

Although Chu Tiannan is second on the Yellow List, his cultivation is only Rank 4 and never entered Rank 3.

Fourth and fourth products are Huangbang, Third-Rank Xuanbang, Second-Rank Earth List, First-Rank Heaven List...

This is the division of the military rating of the Daxia Battle Ranking.

Before, Luo Hong chased Yelvce in the secret realm of heavenly secrets. At that time, Luo Hong entered the secret realm of the seventh rank, and achieved the sixth-rank sword repair in it.

Level 6 can fight Yelvce.

Now that Luo Hong has entered the fifth rank, the gap between Chu Tiannan and Yelvce is not big. Luo Hong's pressure on Chu Tiannan to fight does not seem to be unacceptable.

What's more, Luo Hong is still in the library, he has penetrated the mantra of the saint, and won the blessing of the saint's will.

If it weren't, the result of this battle, in the eyes of everyone, Luo Hong should lose more and win less.

After all, Chu Tiannan received the blessing of the emperor's will, and Luo Hong had no illusion of the saint, so he would definitely not be able to beat it.

The last sword of the two is indeed amazing. Whether it is Chu Tiannan or Luo Hong, the last sword is worthy of the name of the world's arrogant.

This has given many students a feeling of sadness to be in the same era with them.

Of course, this emotion comes quickly, and it goes quickly.

They are also geniuses. Soon they adjusted their mentality, turned pressure into motivation, and began to continue their practice in the imperial palace.

Luo Hong mentioned Chunjun, Xiaodouhua walked in small steps, her small fist was clenched, her small face was full of excitement, and her servant girl's red sleeves followed her.

"The son...good...so awesome!"

Xiaodouhua's excited tongue is knotted.

That's Chu Tiannan, Xiaodouhua, as the daughter of the imperial historian, had heard of Chu Tiannan's name when she never fell in her family.

Emperor Xia summoned him and gave him a sword, and the young man was entrusted with him, like the sun in the sky.

Even her father praised Chu Tiannan.

However, such a peerless arrogant was defeated by the son!

Hearing Xiaodouhua's compliment, Luo Hong also smiled, and threw Chunjun Sword and Tianji Sword to her.

"Little Sword Servant, raise your sword well."

Luo Hongdao.

Luo Hong now knows the role of Sword Servant, so he naturally chooses to make good use of it.

The sword servant is the role of the scabbard, and the master of the sword is a good sword. If the sword is properly cultivated, when it is unsheathed, the sword will be radiant to the nineteen states!

"Does this Chunjun also need to be raised?" Xiaodouhua held the Tianji Sword and picked up Chunjun again, and asked curiously: "Will Chu Tiannan come and take it back?"

Luo Hong rolled his eyes, and said in a bad mood: "That is to wait for him to take it back. After entering the hands of this young man, do you want to take it back?"

Xiaodouhua understood, and nodded solemnly.

In the distance.

One-armed bitter moon, white monk robe floating in the mountain breeze, straw sandals stepped on fragmentary fine stones on the ground, and walked to Luo Hong's side.

Luo Hong glanced, is this monk going to come and teach?

Kuyue, as if she understood what Luo Hong was thinking, raised her palm with one arm.

"The Tao of Luo Shizhu has greatly inspired the little monk, and the little monk has also understood a lot and realized his own Zen."

"The little monk did not intend to discuss Zen with the donor this time, but invited the donor to visit Wangchuan Temple if he has time."

Monk Kuyue said.

He sincerely sent out an invitation, "Wangchuan Temple has a ten thousand-year-old pagoda, and Luo Shizhu has a Buddha in his heart, but the little monk found that the donor does not seem to be able to fully understand the Buddha. Maybe a trip to the pagoda will The enlightenment of Buddha in Luo Shizhu’s heart has better help."

Bitter Moon Road.

Luo Hong looked stunned, he understood what Ku Yue said he had not fully understood the Buddha.

The Thousand-Handed Evil Buddha, even with the help of a mask, Luo Hong can only spread out a hundred hands. There is still some distance to achieve the perfect opening of the Thousand-Hands.

That is a gap in spiritual will, it is very difficult to improve and make up in a short time.

However, the words of Monk Kuyue gave Luo Hong an inspiration.

Wangchuan Temple?

Maybe if you take a trip to the Ten Thousand Years Pagoda, can the Thousand-Hand Evil Buddha be able to cultivate to perfection?

Luo Hong thought in his heart.

However, the evil Buddha... can it be regarded as a true Buddha?

"If he is free, my son will go for a walk." Luo Hong said.

Monk Kuyue's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

"Then wait for the good news of the son, the little monk will greet each other by sweeping the couch, sacrificing himself to feed the demons, but can uphold the original heart, as long as there is a Buddha in the heart, even if you stand in the sea of ​​blood and sink in the sea of ​​corpse, you will be able to feel like Bodhi, the fearlessness of the son, is admired by the little monk. The little monk looks forward to discussing Zen with the son in front of the Buddha and having a meal together."

"Donor, the little monk understands."

"Amitabha."

"The son is great."

Kuyue feels that her whole body seems to have become lighter, struggling to pursue the truth and Zen motives for many days. At this moment, with a faint thoughtfulness, he smiled kindly at Luo Hong and turned around. The white monk's robe flew away.

Even if his arm was cut by Luo Hong, there was no complaint at this moment, as if there was a light sound of Bodhi in his heart.

Luo Hong looked at Ku Yue's leaving back with a dumbfounded look.

What?

What do you know?

Why don't I understand anything, what is meant by feeding demons with the body?

Who do you look down on?

My son is a demon!

My magic sword is so mighty and majestic, why are you boasting it?

Your boastful, boastful son is really out of reach, and feels cold in your heart!

Luo Hong was a little speechless.

He thought that his last sword showed the grace of the magic sword Ashura. At least, the students in the school would be afraid of him.

With Monk Kuyue’s temperament, shouldn’t the enchanting go away with a shout? !

As a result, you still boasted.

Luo Hong sighed, Demon Sword Asura, Miss Red Dress, except that you can **** me dry, you really don't have any cards.

In the posture of Ku Yue, Luo Hong suddenly hesitated, this stupa, do you want to take a walk?

Li Xiuyuan walked over with Luo Xiaoxiao and gave Luo Hong a meaningful look.

"I didn't expect that the younger brother actually condensed the illusion of the saint, and he deserves to be my younger brother Li Xiuyuan."

Luo Hong looked at Li Xiuyuan warily.

"It is rare to condense the mantras of the saints, the younger brother should continue to study in the library, read more, and gather more mantras of the saints, otherwise, if you want to condense in the future, there will be no such good conditions."

Li Xiuyuan said.

Luo Hong's expression suddenly changed when he heard this.

"Second brother! Have something to say!"

Luo Hong's sword energy revolves in the meridians, and he wants to burst into thin air.

However, Li Xiuyuan's palm floated down and landed on Luo Hong's shoulder.

Luo Hong only felt that the vigorous sword energy in his body had become quiet and well-behaved in an instant, like a hungry wolf turned into a white rabbit.

Taking a deep breath, Li Xiuyuan's strength is really terrifying.

"Little brother, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book, brothers are optimistic about you."

Li Xiuyuan smiled.

One swipe.

Luo Hong was transferred to the library.

Closed the door again.

Li Xiuyuan raised his hand and grabbed at Void, Haoran rolled down righteously, and locked one after another on the doorknob.

Behind the door, Luo Hong slapped with a stern sound.

"Let me out!!!"

Li Xiuyuan leaned back against the door, holding the stunned Luo Xiaoxiao in one hand, covering his mouth, shaking his head and sighing.

"Brothers are all for your own good."

"Read more, learn more from the will of the saint, and follow the right path more...the right way is the right way."

For this little brother, I really broke my heart.

……

Sibei, the sky is full of yellow sand.

Up and down the city, looking at each other.

The breeze blows up the fine gravel on the ground, and also the hem of Xu Yun's brocade robe.

He held a manuscript in his hand, it was a manuscript from the prince.

Xu Yun actually knew exactly what the prince wanted to do, and wanted to use this opportunity to weaken the Luo Tutu's influence in the army and pave the way for the Chu family to take over the black horse.

But, how easy it is.

Thinking of this, what Xu Yun should do is still to do. He is Dali Temple Qing, and his loyalty is Emperor Xia.

"Open the gate of the city, and the imperial decree will come."

"The Emperor Xia was in retreat and the prince was in power. Seeing the prince's handwriting is like seeing the imperial decree."

Xu Yun raised his hand, holding the imperial decree made of golden silk, said.

On the top of the tower, the general, who was covered in black armor, watched calmly, without any movement, and did not intend to open the city gate.

The world is lonely.

Quiet makes people want to be crazy.

"General Luo, please go out of the city to receive the decree." Xu Yun held the decree for a long time, and then slowly spoke again, his voice resounding like a bell, resounding throughout the city.

The clanging sound of armor resounded.

On the top of the tower, the generals covered in black armor walked out slowly.

They stood on top of the tall building, looking through the female wall, calmly looking down at the bottom of the city, Xu Yun alone holding the imperial edict.

Not only that, above the city wall, soldiers in black armor appeared one after another, Wu Yang's head, through the city wall, looking at Xu Yun underneath.

Xu Yun faced thousands of gazes, Gu Jing Wubo's heart was actually a little panicked.

Hei Qi's attitude, Luo Hou's attitude... It seems that something is going to happen.

But, the Luo family has endured for so many years, really dare to draw a sword?

Because Chen Tianxuan fought against Yelu Aguduo on the grassland before, opened the gate of heaven with one sword, and entered the land of sword fairyland, so did it give the Luo family confidence?

Xu Yun took a deep breath, holding his mind.

He unfolded the imperial edict.

Slowly read: "The prince's handwriting, General Luo Hou privately transferred the army to Anping, and caused the lord Zhao Xinghe to disregard the Daxia law, send troops privately, the crime is unpardonable, the lord has violated the law, and the general is guilty, so he is fined. One year, I told the whole army to think about it in the closed city, not to get out of the city for half a step, so please this."

The words fall.

Above the tower.

The eyes of the masters suddenly seemed to rush into the sky, killing intent.

Not only the general, but the many soldiers in the city are also extremely angry, just like an angry wolf.

In the world, there seems to be only a piece of blood left.

Xu Yun's face changed slightly, and he felt as if he was facing a huge wave in the vast ocean.

A piece of blood came under pressure.

Is this... the military? !

Even if Xu Yun is a first-class master~IndoMTL.com~ at this moment, there is a sense of retreat in his heart.

Crunchy...

In between this terrifying aura.

The gate that had been closed for a long time opened.

As if the dust has been sealed for countless years, the crunching sound is like thunder in the sky, shaking off the rusty dust.

Afterwards, in the city, Luo Hou was dressed in black armor, with an ink knife slung around his waist, put his hand on the handle of the knife, and walked out of the city step by step.

"General Luo..."

Xu Yun saw Luo Hou, forced to resist the military oppression brought by the entire city, and couldn't help but speak.

However, Luo Hou ignored him and walked in front of him.

Take off the helmet with one hand, revealing a simple and honest face with a slight smile, and a strand of hair flutters in front of his forehead.

Xu Yun couldn't help but show a slight smile on his face.

However, in the next instant, his smile froze.

But when I saw it, Luo Hou drew his knife abruptly.

"Xia Ji is not the Emperor Xia, so he deserves to blame me?"

In an instant, the sonorous sound resounded endlessly.

Above the castle tower, the seven men drew out the ink knives without expression, and the soldiers in the city also drew their knives one after another.

The light of the knife seemed to shine on the sky, piercing the starry sky.

Cut it off with a single knife.

Xu Yun burst into a rank of power in an instant, abandoning the imperial decree, and plundering thousands of feet without looking back.

While the yellow sandy land is full, a hundred zhang gully, cracking and engulfing countless yellow sand.

Puff!

The golden imperial edict bursts with faint coercion.

However, under a knife, he was instantly split in half and fell to the ground.

The ink knife splits the imperial decree.

Luo Hou's black armor boots slammed down, hitting the damaged imperial decree that was overturned by the yellow sand with one foot. He glanced at Xu Yun, who was far away, and the honest smile on his face resumed.

After that, he turned around, cleanly.

Close the knife and return to the city.

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