My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 410: ? The son… the son… Don’t be fierce.

"The son is too justice ()"

The picture is constantly shattering and dissolving like a mirror flower.

That is the mark left by time, like a picture reflected in the depths of time and space.

It has long since disappeared in the years and history. Only the powerful, or with a certain unique opportunity, can draw out the slightest and watch it for a while.

Luo Hong looks complicated.

Looking at the figure in the red dress standing on top.

Miss Demon Sword Sister, who has become so unfamiliar, made Luo Hong sigh. What he saw just now was the truth about the annihilation of the Asura clan. It turned out that the Asura clan was actually destroyed by the meaning of heaven.

This is something Luo Hong didn't expect.

Luo Hong originally thought that the destruction of the Ashura tribe might have been annihilated by the strong among the five tribes of **** and perished in the war.

However, I did not know that the Ashura tribe actually perished completely in order to resist the will of heaven.

And the magic sword Asura... is not an ordinary sword.

The sword spirit hidden in the magic sword asura is actually the emperor of the asura clan!

The things in the world are really too funny. Sometimes they seem like accidents and deliberate.

Miss Demon Sword, the sword spirit who only knows how to suck, is like a bottomless pit, actually... is a remnant soul of the emperor realm!

"Finally...I saw you."

Beside the Scarlet Sword Casting Platform, a breeze was blowing, blowing the thick dust that had accumulated on the ground.

The red skirt was blown up, revealing Miss Demon Sword's straight long legs.

She looked at Luo Hong, her red lips lightly opened, and said.

Although her eyes have become unfamiliar and her temperament has become domineering and powerful, she is still the sword spirit in the magic sword asura.

"I returned to Ashura's ancestral land, and touched my remnant soul remaining in the sword-making platform. Some of the disappeared memories are recalled."

Miss Demon Sword whispered softly.

Her voice is very nice, lingering in the empty sword casting square, shaking endlessly.

Some disappeared memories, some unforgettable hatred.

Miss Demon Sword looked at Luo Hong.

"It may be just a coincidence that you can come here. You can get the magic sword asura...it's your chance."

"You have your chance, I have my persistence."

Miss Demon Sword said again.

Luo Hong floated in white and nodded.

Luo Hong saw the horror of the Asura tribe's extermination. He clearly saw the destruction of the Asura tribe under the meaning of heaven, and Luo Hong didn't know what to say.

"I know you want the sword-making heritage of the Ashura clan..."

"I can give it to you, but... there is a request."

Miss Demon Sword looked at Luo Hong with deep eyes and said.

Luo Hong's eyebrows couldn't help but raised. Miss Demon Sword is a sword spirit, and Demon Sword Asura has always followed Luo Hong. It is not surprising that Miss Sister knows about Luo Hong.

"Asuras, they also make swordsmanship when they are successful, and they cast swordmanship when they die..."

"Tian Dao used the entire Asura clan to forge a sword to fend off the enemy. Unfortunately, the price was the dead soul of the entire Asura clan. It’s the cost of self-destroying."

"But, I am still unwilling..."

"Especially now, when I return to the ruins of the city of Asura, looking at the once prosperous Asura clan, now there is only sadness and coldness on the ground. I am unwilling to accept it."

Miss Demon Sword whispered.

She is talking, Luo Hong will listen again.

"Do you want revenge? Revenge to Heaven?"

Luo Hong looked at Miss Demon Sword and asked.

Miss Demon Sword nodded, her black hair is waist-length, her red dress is flamboyant, with extremely cold murderous intent.

"I don't care what the sky is, I only know that the enemies of the genocide are not shared!"

Miss Demon Sword's words, gritted her teeth, possessed endless anger and murderous intent.

Luo Hong nodded.

With his hands on his back, he said: "Let’s talk about it, what conditions?"

Luo Hong really needs the sword-making skills of the Ashura clan. There is no way, because only in this way can the fusible substances of the ancient imperial soldiers of the five clans be integrated and unique.

So, Luo Hong can't take away this condition.

Miss Demon Sword laughed.

She smiled, and the entire dark Asura city seemed to become bright and beautiful.

Luo Hong looked in a daze.

"Actually, I only have one condition...I want to be resurrected, I want revenge!"

Miss Demon Sword said.

Resurrection?

It's easier said than done!

Luo Hong frowned. The Demon Sword Ashura is dead. I don't know how old he was after he died. Now, there is only a ray of sword spirit will left.

Even if the memory is activated, the memory is just a memory.

If you want to resurrect with this, it is as difficult as climbing.

"I don't need a long resurrection, I only need a short resurrection..."

"I have two methods."

Miss Demon Sword looked at Luo Hong, staring deeply.

Luo Hong frowned.

He smelled an unusual smell. I'm afraid these two methods are not easy to handle, right?

"What way?"

Luo Hong asked indifferently, whether to ask or to ask.

Miss Demon Sword smiled charmingly.

She raised her head and looked outside the "Sura Killing Array" that enveloped the Ashura tribe, as if she had seen the army of **** led by the Zombie Demon Emperor.

The eyes are shining, murderous.

"The first method is to kill the corpse demon emperor, and use his pseudo-emperor spirit... to reshape my real body."

Miss Demon Sword said, the words fell, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

"Slaying the Demon King..."

Luo Hong raised his eyebrows again.

The lion speaks loudly.

That might be a pseudo-emperor with the power of a true emperor!

"This is very difficult. The corpse demon emperor was transformed by the corpse demon, enlightened by the meaning of heaven, and is now at the level of half-step proving the way, and he is smudged by the endless aura of the dead in hell. The **** is not empty, the corpse emperor is not extinct..."

"As long as there is one more corpse demon clan, the spirit of the corpse demon emperor can be born from the body."

In the flying red dress, Miss Devil Sword's clear voice resounded.

The atmosphere became a bit harsh and weird.

Slaying the Devil Emperor, Luo Hong never thought about this matter.

Although...Luo Hong is like a fish in hell, but Luo Hong hasn't really thought about killing the corpse demon emperor.

Because, the gap between Luo Hong and the corpse demon emperor... is still a bit big.

So, this is not an easy task.

Luo Hong curled his lips. Sure enough, it was not as easy as he imagined to get the inheritance of the Asura clan.

Even the love relationship with Miss Demon Sword for so many years is of no use.

Luo Hong shook his head.

Oh, woman.

Seems to see the embarrassment on Luo Hong's face.

Miss Demon Sword smiled brilliantly, "Don't you listen to the second method? The first method is indeed difficult...but the second method is very easy compared to you."

Luo Hong squinted.

"You said."

"My son, think about it."

Luo Hong seemed to smell something unusual.

Miss Demon Sword did not continue to say, her eyes turned, and she fell under the sword casting square in the distance, the little Dou Hua standing timidly.

Little Douhua stood trembling in the cold wind.

It seems that Miss Demon Sword's eyes glanced at her, and she suddenly felt aroused.

Luo Hong was taken aback.

The next moment, his brows frowned suddenly.

Raising his hand and grabbing it, Xiaodouhua suddenly felt the world spin, and Luo Hong picked it up at the base of his neck and placed it next to Luo Hong.

Small bean curd legs are soft.

She seemed to see the inexplicable emotion in Miss Demon Sword's eyes.

"Go ahead, what is the second way?"

Luo Hong said lightly.

The tone is flat and indifferent.

Miss Demon Sword smiled brilliantly, raised her hand, pointed at the little bean curd, a gust of wind came, blowing the red skirt swaying.

"If you don't have the ghost of the corpse emperor, you can use her life..."

"Remodeling with her physique can reshape my physical body."

The words fell, echoing in the empty and silent city.

The atmosphere instantly became weird.

Even... there are a few killings.

Little Douhua was so shocked that she stood blankly, her mind full of what Miss Demon Sword said to reshape the other person's body with her own life.

Luo Hong maintained an asura attitude, with white hair flying, but his eyes were a little cold.

Use this waste of Xiaodouhua's life for an Asura Emperor?

It's worth it.

Small bean curd is also full of complex colors in the eyes.

She doesn't know what the son is facing, but she can feel that the son is very anxious and urgent. Obviously, the heaven is not as beautiful as the Master and Brother Li imagined.

The son may have suppressed the heavens, but there is still a more terrible crisis brewing.

That's why the son came to **** in such a hurry, his expressions were all in a hurry.

The son needs help, and the Asura Emperor will definitely be the top help.

And her little bean curd, no way.

Xiao Douhua pursed her mouth, and a touch of determination suddenly appeared in her eyes.

She also wants to do something for the son.

If so, she can help the son, so why not give up this one!

Her life was originally saved by the son, but now... it's just going back again!

"I...I..."

Xiao Douhua raised her head and looked at Miss Demon Sword Sister.

Hold your head up, hold your chest, raise your head, and step on the horoscope.

She can't lose her face anymore!

She bit her lip, her eyes were full of reluctance and sadness.

Although she is a little transparent next to the son, although she can't do many things well, although her talent is too poor and the cultivation base is too weak, she can't help the son solve some of the disasters in the Three Realms.

Now, she has this opportunity.

"I do!"

Small Douhua, timidly.

Miss Demon Sword's eyes rolled and landed on Xiaodouhua, with surprise and surprise in her eyes.

Death...Aren't you afraid of it?

"I..." Xiaodouhua opened her mouth.

While speaking, he mustered up the courage and walked forward with his head held high.

However, as she walked, she found that her feet were empty.

Luo Hong lifted her nape and brought her back like a kitten.

Xiaodouhua felt cold all over, only to feel a chill.

"What are you? Are you a pig?!"

Luo Hong's voice is low, like a terrifying roar bursting from the depths of his throat.

Small bean curd seems to be petrified.

"Who gave you the courage to make arbitrarily decisions? My son spoke?"

"What do you keep moving forward with your pig's brain?!"

"You take another step. Believe it or not, my son breaks your leg? Sew up your mouth?!"

Luo Hong was full of evil spirits.

To the back, almost roaring.

Little Douhua is stiff all over.

"The father... the son... don't be fierce!"

Small Douhua's tears burst out immediately, it's terrible!

The son at this moment... terrible!

However, Luo Hong didn't bother to listen to what Xiaodouhua said, just a gloomy face.

This girl, cursed.

Luo Hong stretched out a finger, pressed it to Xiaodouhua's lips, and swiped it sharply.

Xiaodouhua just feels like her mouth is stitched up.

The big eyes suddenly widened with horror.

Woo woo woo yelling non-stop.

My son... don't do this!

And Luo Hong was too lazy to pay attention to her, and looked at Miss Demon Sword Sister.

"Two ways, right?"

"My son likes challenging things."

"Select the first one."

Luo Hongdao.

"You speak your words..."

Luo Hong looked at Miss Demon Sword Sister, grinning.

Miss Demon Sword's red lips lightly opened, and she was about to speak.

However, Luo Hong opened his mouth directly full of chills and iciness.

"Otherwise... My son demolished this Asura clan land!"

The words fall.

Only the stunned Miss Demon Sword with red lips slightly opened.

"Woohoo..."

There were tears in Xiaodouhua's eyes.

"Shut up!"

Luo Hong scolded.

"Are you a pig?! My son doesn't want to hear your voice!"

Luo Hong continued to curse.

Later, Luo Hong raised his hand, picked up the little bean curd, opened the cave, and threw her directly into the three emperors cave...

Out of sight, out of mind.

Of course, in the next battle, Xiaodouhua can't do anything.

Luo Hong scanned Qiaosheng's figure of Miss Devil Sword standing on the top sword casting platform.

Miss Magic Sword puts on her red lips~IndoMTL.com~ There is a bright smile on the corner of her mouth.

It seems a little surprised that Luo Hong made such a choice, but he was not too surprised.

This little man... seems to have always been like this.

Pretend to be bad on purpose.

Interesting.

Miss Demon Sword raised her hand and made a gentle move with her bare hand.

In an instant, the magic sword Ashura inserted in the **** sword casting table trembled slightly, and the next moment, it turned into a streamer and shot towards Luo Hong.

"I know that the corpse demon king is difficult to kill. This is for you. Although you have chosen a path that is basically impossible for a woman, but... maybe there is a miracle?"

Miss Demon Sword said.

"You shut up."

Luo Hong's faint voice floated.

Miss Demon Sword's mouth is upturned, her eyes are shining, and she is smiling.

The growth of this little man has always been a miracle.

Shoo!

The magic sword Asura shot out.

Luo Hong felt in his heart when Luo Hong held it in his hand.

The eyes fluctuated slightly, and between the swing of the sword, the sword aura that enveloped the city of Asura began to roar.

It seems to follow his heart.

Luo Hong picked up his eyes and realized that the Magic Sword Ashura is not only a sword, but also a key, the key to control this sword aura.

It's not easy to kill the Demon King, but it's not bad to have this help.

Miss Demon Sword looked at Luo Hong, and gradually walked away from the back of the city.

Luo Hong turned his back to her, held the sword, and swung it lightly.

As if saying goodbye, and as if saying, woman, wait for my son to come back.

Next moment.

A wave of the sword in his hand.

The sword curtain in front of him opened wide.

A beautiful shadow in the city, like a sea corpse outside the city...

In and outside the city, heaven and hell.

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