My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 23: ? Stand up…
The door of the firewood room...opened.
A cold wind blows in, biting with sobs, and a woman's sharp smile, like a female ghost crying.
A strong smell of blood wafted in the air, Luo Hong's eyes shrank and his hairs stood upright.
there is a problem!
slammed the sword in his hand, and the white shirt on Luo Hong fluttered and walked out of the wood room cautiously.
stepped on the ground, but there was a sticky feeling.
It was red blood, winding like a stream.
In front of the firewood room, the two horse bandits guarding the gate... actually died, their necks were wiped off, blood was still flowing gurgling, and there was still horror in the lost eyes.
What happened? !
Yin wind blows again, blowing Luo Hong's hair flying, and the white shirt on his body also unconsciously rises.
is like the sound of a female ghost smiling, as if it is lingering in circles with the wind.
There is... a ghost? !
Luo Hong suddenly drew out the long sword in his hand and held the cold sword, which gave him a little comfort in his heart.
"Evil?!"
Luo Hong took a deep breath and remembered what Luofeng of Dali Temple said to him about the case of being slaughtered in mountain villages around Anping County.
The evil spirit is making trouble, is it... he has encountered the evil spirit? !
Luo Hong took a deep breath, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.
According to Luo Feng, the evil spirits are only man-made crimes, they are caused by some evil cultivation, and they are all man-made, not to be feared.
walked out all the way, the corpse spread out.
The corpses of the horse bandits were all over the place. These horse bandits were all drunk and had their heads beheaded.
"Where is the leader of Heiyun Village? He is a monk in the Iron Bone Realm of the Eighth Stage, and he is not that easy to die... right?!"
Luo Hong took a deep breath and began to look around.
The ground is full of blood, rich in blood, which makes people sick.
Soon, Luo Hong saw...
In the distance, on the big chair covered with tiger skins, Di Shan’s burly body sits on it, with a horizontal knife, and the tip of the machete hits the ground, with his head hanging down, the body is lying down together, as if he is still breathing. .
There are still living people!
But, soon.
Di Shan's head slowly raised, his eyes dripped with blood, and he let out a low roar in his mouth.
On his chest, the flesh and skin broke open, and a blood-stained hand, holding the beating heart, penetrated.
Behind Di Shan, there was a crying voice of a female ghost.
The black hair is spread like a net, emerging from behind Di Shan’s neck, wrapping around his neck...
crunch...
噗!
Di Shan's head was cut off by the hair, like a leather ball, falling to the ground.
As the head fell, behind Di Shan, a charming woman's face emerged.
The woman exudes a strong yin air, and the corners of her mouth seem to be grinning to the back of her teeth, looking at Luo Hong's unstoppable smile.
This smile made Luo Hong's scalp numb.
"Excuse me... Excuse me."
Luo Hongdao, after finishing speaking, he decided to turn around and return to the firewood room, feeling that the firewood room is more warm.
"Gluck~Young Master...It's late at night, can I help the young master to fall asleep together?"
The woman took out Di Shan's heart, her red lips sucked the blood on it, and she looked at Luo Hong with a glamorous, charming voice.
Sleep a fart!
Luo Hong's face is a bit dark.
Dali Temple's messenger Luo Feng didn't say that the gang of horse bandits has nothing to do with evil spirits?
How did this evil creature appear in the horse bandit gang?
Luo Hong turned around and ran, he smelled death, he would die if he didn't run...
"Giggle~"
"Master, don't run, the slave house is empty, lonely, cold."
Surrounded by the ethereal laughter of a woman, like the echo of a ghost hitting a wall.
I don’t know when, the charming woman has already appeared in front of Luo Hong, her clothes are exposed, her long snow-white legs are uncovered.
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 feels more and more that the boy is alone and must protect himself.
"Are you the evil monster who slaughtered several villages?"
Since he couldn't run away, Luo Hong took a deep breath and calmed down.
"Gluck~Guess your son~"
The charming woman took a catwalk, approaching Luo Hong little by little, her tongue was licking her lips, her eyes were full of spirits.
"It looks like it is you!"
There is nothing to say, Luo Hong raised his sword.
The charming woman suddenly laughed when she saw this.
"The qi of Zhengyang is like a rainbow, the son should be a Confucianist..."
The woman stepped unhurriedly, the evil spirits around her rolled, and a blood-red light appeared in the faint.
"Handsome and elegant, personable, slaves like Confucianism the most..."
"My heart!"
"Kill you, take your skin, and walk in Anping County in the name of justice... Heh heh, the slave family really likes the son of the door."
The woman smiled, and the words fell.
suddenly became ferocious, **** evil surged like a ghost in red.
Luo Hong’s mouth is full of bitterness.
There really is a problem in this world!
His villain plan went wrong again...
I finally joined the horse bandit gang, thinking that I would be able to brush a wave of crime, but...the horse gang is gone!
However, the most important thing for Luo Hong is to survive.
This ghost woman... terrible!
is like a ghost-like woman in a red dress, and the oppressive feeling is almost the same as that of the martial arts of Zhao Donghan's 8-Rank Iron Bone Realm, but the methods are even more weird.
Obviously, this ghost woman, the creator of evil, should also be an evil cultivator of the Eighth Stage!
Suddenly, Luo Hong thought of something.
Luo Hong's eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at the approaching woman.
"Slow!"
The charming woman gave Luo Hong a suspicious look.
"Girl, my own person, it's a showdown, my son is also an evil cultivator."
Luo Hong hurriedly said.
The charming woman couldn't help but smiled coquettishly, the magnificence on her chest rising and falling.
is full of righteous energy, saying that he is an evil cultivator?
Really think she has a big chest and no brains?
The charming woman is too lazy to say, her snow-white legs twitched to the ground, her figure turned into afterimages.
, full of blood and evil spirits, approached Luo Hong.
Luo Hong felt the crisis, and slammed the sword in his hand.
Boom!
, Luo Hong feels the meridian in his body, there is a sharp air current surging, actually sprayed along the long sword, colliding with the woman's attack.
噗噗!
Luo Hong only felt as if he was hit by a high-speed car. He had bleeding from his mouth and nose, and rubbed the soles of his feet against the ground, sliding down to the corpse of Di Shan whose head was decapitated.
"Sword Qi?! You are Jian Xiu!"
The shrill voice of the charming woman sounded, her chest rising and falling violently, staring at Luo Hong in horror.
Moreover, this sword aura is so awe-inspiring that it frightens her!
The surface is Confucianism, and he talks about evil cultivation, but the result is Jianxiu!
Heh... man!
Man's mouth, deceitful ghost!
"The sword repairman of the Ninth-Rank Qi Sword Realm can actually possess such a vast and mighty sword aura... However, how many swords can you split with just the Ninth-Rank Qi?!"
The charming woman burst out again, her body shape changed rapidly, and her blood shadow flickered.
Luo Hong was overjoyed when he saw that Jian Qi was useful.
is like grabbing the last straw.
slammed the sword violently, and the sharpness in the meridians in his body condensed again.
噗噗!
Jian Qi shoots.
Under the threat of death, Luo Hong kept swinging his sword.
Sword Qi after another burst out continuously.
Sorry women are almost crazy...
Is this a ninth-level sword repair who has just opened his veins?
Have you cut seven or eight swords?
Nineth-grade sword repair is normal. If you cut out two or three sword qi, it will be weak. Why can you be so durable? !
~IndoMTL.com~ Luo Hong, who wielded seven or eight sword auras, only felt weak, his body was covered with scars, blood gurgling, and he looked miserable.
The sword energy in the meridians... is also exhausted.
He was squeezed dry.
can't shoot sword energy anymore.
Luo Hong's mouth is full of bitterness.
At the moment when the sword qi was exhausted, the charming woman appeared behind him, wrapped in the blood evil qi that suffocated Luo Hong.
The black hair hangs down, wrapping around Luo Hong's neck...
"Can't shoot it out, right?"
The woman's faint voice rang in Luo Hong's ears.
Luo Hong's body stiffened suddenly, and death enveloped his whole body.
"Gluck..."
"My son, your skin bag, slave house...I want it."
Boom! ! !
The woman smiled sharply, and the next moment... the blood evil spirit gushed out frantically, drilling towards Luo Hong's body.
Luo Hong thought he was going to die at first.
But, suddenly, Dan Tian suddenly burst out a suction, releasing the woman's blood that wanted to control his will and continuously absorbed it.
The charming woman noticed something was wrong!
Thoughts surged, and I felt the pure evil spirit in Luo Hong's dantian.
eyes suddenly rounded.
"You..."
Luo Hong smiled hard.
"It is said that this son is an evil cultivator, he is his own...Why do you not believe it?"
The words fell, Luo Hong raised his hand.
Five fingers formed into claws and aimed at the headless body of Di Shan, the leader of Heiyun Village beside him.
summon the evil shadow of the dead!
Undead shadows... urge.
Luo Hong turned his head and stared at Di Shan's corpse, his voice was a bit hoarse, and he said:
"Stand up..."