My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 25: ? There is no Black Cloud Village in the world

　　 Zi Wei and Fang Zheng of Dali Temple, their faces are very ugly.

　　 They have been guarding against evil spirits, but they didn't expect that evil spirits' hands were silent...

　　 "Evil? How could it be an evil?!"

　　 Zhao Donghan's eyes were red, and his whole body was cold.

The name of 　　 evil monsters, he had heard about it a long time ago. Looking at the tragedy of the entire Heiyun Village, Zhao Donghan seemed to be able to predict the terrible situation of the son.

Once the 　　 evil erupts, there will never be alive.

　　 Those wicked, distorted personalities and ruthless methods cannot be treated with common sense at all.

　　 The three of them quickly jumped down from the earth building and entered the Heiyun Village, where the pungent and **** pavement came, but they didn't care about it.

　　"It stands to reason that Di Yun, the master of Heiyun Village, is a martial artist in the eighth stage iron bone realm. Even if it is an evil creature, it is impossible to kill him silently."

　　 Fang Zheng said with a cold face, analyzing.

　　Ziwei and Zhao Donghan ignored him, making Fang Zheng feel a little embarrassed.

　　 The figures of the three people swept across quickly, constantly running towards the stockade, one after another corpses, making their hearts sink more and more to the bottom.

　　 The creator of this "evil" is really cruel.

　　 And Zhao Donghan is almost on the verge of going crazy, feeling that every step he takes is suffering.

　　 "If something happens to the son...how should I explain to the adults? I am a sinner! Sinner of Luofu!"

　　 Zhao Donghan blames himself extremely.

　　 He should take the "Blood Blood Pill" early to wipe out the Heiyun Village. Even if the evil is hidden, it will be exposed early, and the son will not have any trouble.

　　 "Pop!"

　　 Zhao Donghan slapped himself sharply, his cheeks swollen high.

　　 Yue Hua Qing is cold.

　　 In the entire Heiyun Village, the wind is still whistling.

　　 The flames in the brazier have been extinguished by the yin wind, and there is a biting chill spreading.

　　The **** water reflects the moon, making the entire cottage extremely strange.

　　 The three Zhao Donghan quickly came to the gathering space in the cottage.

　　 The corpses are stacked, and the smell of blood hits the nasal cavity.

　　 Zhao Donghan's eyes shrank, and he saw Di Shan sitting on a tiger leather chair with a horizontal knife.

　　 It's just that Di Shan was beheaded, even if he died, the energy and blood of an eighth-grade iron bone realm martial artist would still be strong.

　　 "Eight-Rank Wu Xiu Di Shan... is dead."

　　" Silent death, it seems that there are two possibilities for this evil cultivator, one is the eighth-rank evil cultivation, and it has been deployed for many days... the other is the seventh-rank evil cultivation, no matter which one , Young Master Luohong is more fierce than good."

　　 "Those slaughter cases around Anping County may also be the work of this evil monster."

　　 Fang Zheng and Zi Wei also saw Di Shan's body on the tiger-skin chair, and they were a little bit sorrowful for a while.

New clues appeared in the 　　 evil slaughter village case, but... they were not happy.

　　 "The son!"

　　 Suddenly, Zhao Donghan let out a low growl.

　　Ziwei and Fang Zheng's minds immediately moved away from Di Shan's body.

　　 I looked at it, but I was dumbfounded.

　　 The death of an eighth-rank martial artist caught their eyes, but they didn't see it. In the sea of ​​blood, a figure sitting in a daze looking at a token.

　　 That figure... the white shirt was stained with blood, and his face was pale.

Under the shining of 　　 Yuehua, the uncontrollable Zhengyang Qi transpired from the opponent's body, seeming to echo the Yuehui, radiant, as if...

　　 The figure held a black token in his hand, as if he heard the call, slowly turned his head, a familiar and tired face jumped into the eyes of Zi Wei, Fang Zheng, and Zhao Donghan.

　　 is Luo Hong.

　　 Luo Hong saw a familiar figure, his pale and bloodless face showed a smile.

　　 Under the energetic positive sun, his smile of relief, like a spring breeze, like a warm winter sun, actually dispelled the gloom in the Heiyun Village.

　　 Founder and Zi Wei were stunned.

　　 Young Master Luo Hong...He is still stubbornly alive!

　　 Zhao Donghan's eyes were red in an instant, and he whizzed out quickly.

　　咚!

　　 fell on one knee and slid directly in front of Luo Hong.

　　 "The son! It's too late to come down!"

　　 Zhao Donghan looked at Luo Hong's wounds, the scars on his face trembled, and he blamed himself extremely. He was fortunate, annoyed, and even more afraid.

　　If the son dies, what should he... do?

　　 However, at the same time, he was filled with infinite shock.

　　 Zhao Donghan looked at the sword marks cut out from the ground around him, and the sword energy that was not dispersed in the air...

　　 can imagine how tragic the battle that broke out here before!

　　 Luo Hong endured the severe pain and almost fainting head, seeing Zi Wei, Fang Zheng and Zhao Donghan three people, he understood that he was safe, and his heart was relieved.

　　 Ziwei covered her mouth, and there was an uncontrollable shock on Fang Zheng's dull face.

　　 They saw the evil man’s body, his head was blown up, judging from the twisted "female body", it was a woman.

　　 This battle... is too cruel.

　　 They have been able to make up for a thrilling and brutal battle.

　　 Luo Hong and the crisis of life and death, he fought **** battles with evil spirits, and finally realized the anti-kill.

　　 "So domineering sword spirit......"

　　 Fang Zheng took out the copper coin sword, feeling the remaining sword aura in the air, and took a deep breath.

　　"It’s no wonder that Lord Luohong can survive, because it was inherited from his predecessors..."

　　"It’s no wonder that Young Master Luohong dared to go to Heiyunzhai alone, he is really brave and righteous, and he deserves to be an example of justice in Anping County!"

　　 Fangzheng sighed, put away the coin sword, respectful appeared on his dull face, and bowed his hand towards Luo Hong.

　　 Luo Hong consumes a lot at this moment, with great willpower to endure not fainting.

　　 heard Fang Zheng talk a lot.

　　 vaguely heard the adjectives "chivalrous liver and righteous gall", "righteousness thin cloud sky", and "justice example".

　　 For a while, Luo Hong was short of breath, and had a bad feeling.

　　 He stared at Fang Zheng.

　　 "You..."

　　 Luo Hong opened his mouth, but, unable to speak, his mind was severely impacted.

　　 My eyes went dark, and I finally couldn't hold it, so I fainted.

　　 Luo Hong, who had not fainted in a **** battle with the evil woman, was fainted at this moment.

　　 Luo Hong's dizziness caused a burst of exclamation.

　　 Ziwei glared at Fang Zheng, and Zhao Donghan was fierce.

　　 Fang Zheng's face became more and more dull, and he was a little suspicious of life.

　　 I... what did you do?

　　 I just praised the fallen Red Man...

　　 What? Can't praise it?

　　Zhao Donghong stared, full of anxiety, too lazy to pay attention to Fang Zheng, hugged Luo Hong horizontally, and ran towards Anping County quickly.

　　……

　　 Zhao Donghan hugged Luo Hong~IndoMTL.com~ and ran back to Anping County from Heiyun Village.

　　As an eighth-rank martial artist, his strong blood and physical strength made him tireless.

　　The soldiers guarding the city were frightened by Zhao Donghan's aura and blocked the door to not let in.

　　 Ziwei and Fang Zheng then floated over, took out the token, and Fang let the soldiers open the gate of the city.

　　 The two soldiers saw Luo Hong who had fainted in Zhao Donghan's arms, looked at the dense wounds on Luo Hong's body and the blood-stained white shirt, and took a breath.

　　The front side of the 　　 is muted, quietly appearing behind the two soldiers.

　　 "See you tonight, don't let it go."

　　 The two guards were shocked, and waved their hands quickly, saying they dare not.

　　 Fangzheng is the messenger of Dali Temple, how dare they provoke him.

　　 "My lord...what happened?"

　　A soldier can't help being curious.

　　Looking at Luo Hong's appearance, could it be that Lord Luohong was subjected to inhuman abuse in Heiyunzhai?

　　 Is there no misfortune for Young Master Luo Hong? !

　　 The gossip fire in their hearts is burning.

　　 Founder did not want to say.

　　 I am afraid that tomorrow Anping County will spread some bad rumors about Lord Luohong.

　　 So after thinking about it, Fang Zheng looked dumbly and solemnly at the two soldiers.

　　"From tonight, there will be no Black Cloud Village in the world."

　　 Fang was holding his hands on his back, looking at the slightly white east, a touch of deep and emotion appeared on his dull face.

　　 "Young Master Luo Hong...too strong."

　　 The words fall.

　　 The wind was blowing under Fang's feet, and he drifted away.

　　The two soldiers in front of the city gate looked at each other, speculating on Fang Zheng's words.

　　The more I think about it... the more shocked my heart is.

　　 Young Master Luo Hong... Kill the bandit village by one person? !