My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 45: ? Destroy the whole door

　　 Rain, the more it rains, the bigger it gets.

　　 As if God roared, roaring the whole world.

　　 Zhao Mansion, atrium.

　　 The blood crooked and turned into small snakes running around.

　　 Zhao Donghan stood up from the ground, his burly body had an uncontrollable murderous intent.

　　 lifted his foot and stomped it. The eighth-grade iron bone martial artist who was pressed by him in the stagnant water was trampled on his head, as if a stuffy ball was trampled.

　　The white and red ones scattered under the rain.

　　 Zhao Donghan, the brawny man who got up from the pile of corpses on the battlefield, didn't change his face. He just spat and cursed disdainfully.

　　 far away.

　　 Luo Hong is dressed in white, and the blood on the sword has long been washed away.

　　 Zhao Yue’s body fell to the ground, his head rolled in the distance, eyes open, full of resentment and resentment.

　　 She thought that she knew Luo Hong very well, the elegant and easy-going Luo Hong would not kill her. Those who died in Luo Hong's hands were all the pickled bad guys and evil spirits.

　　 This is also the reason why she dare to calculate Luo Hong.

　　 However, she was wrong. Before she died, she found out that this man she had cared for her whole life... she didn't understand at all.

　　 Unfortunately, she has no chance to understand it anymore.

　　 30 night clothes killers, all dead.

　　, Zhao Donghan who swallowed the blood pill was like a wild beast out of the cage. His skin was hot, like a soldering iron, steaming in the rain.

　　 He stared at Luo Hong, feeling that the son had really changed.

The son of 　　 can actually destroy the flowers in a handy manner, thinking that the son of the son is only swinging at the evil spirits.

　　"My son, what do you do next?"

　　 Zhao Donghan asked with a low voice, overwhelming the sound of rain.

　　 Luo Hong stood in the rain, with the tip of his sword reaching the ground, his hands on the handle, looking at the brightly lit Zhao Mansion.

　　 "Next?"

　　 Luo Hong held his sword and slowly raised his chin. The rain gathered water slid down his smooth chin, and the corners of his mouth were raised with a curve of excitement.

　　 "Destroy the whole door."

　　 Is it sinful enough?

　　……

　　 The main hall of Zhao's Mansion.

　　觥觥觥條條連, the aroma of wine permeates.

　　 The three heads of the Zhao family, Wang family, and Zhou family are all waiting for Luo Hong's head to be sent.

　　 They are merchants. Although they can't be called to cover the sky in Anping County, they actually did not commit murder and weaponry less frequently.

　　 In their view, with the martial arts forces brought by the Beijing Yanxiao, besieging Luo Hong is not easy.

　　Although Luo Hong destroyed a Heiyun Village, the three masters have already understood some of the details inside. The Heiyun Village was actually destroyed by evil spirits.

　　 That Young Master Luohong, only an exhausted evil spirit was killed.

　　 Therefore, they are confident.

　　Furthermore, the monks are also divided into ranks, Luo Hong is only the 9th rank, and those martial arts who besieged are all 9th ​​rank, and even the 8th rank leads the team.

　　 Ten take nine hold.

　　 suddenly.

　　 The servant outside the door rushed in in a panic, bumped into the table and chair, and the eyes of the wet servant were full of panic.

　　Patriarch of the Zhao family rubbed the jade finger on his thumb, frowned, and shouted angrily: "What the hell?!"

　　 "Old...Master...it's not good!"

　　The slave is like a chicken, but at this moment, he is in despair.

　　 Everything that happened in the atrium of Zhao's Mansion shocked the mind of this servant, making him creepy and unbelievable.

　　 "Speak well."

　　 Wang Family Patriarch also stared at him and shouted.

　　, the three salt lords from Beijing on the wine table were very calm.

　　"Master, Luo Hong and the guards killed all of us who were in ambush. Miss... Miss was also beheaded!"

　　The servant almost burst into tears, said.

　　 Patriarch Zhao's body trembled, and suddenly felt a cold air rising from the soles of his feet.

　　"How is it possible?!"

　　 "So many martial arts, there are eight-rank martial arts... how can they be killed?!"

　　 The Patriarch of the Zhao family was unbelievable and almost shouted like a roar.

　　 Zhao Yue is dead, his daughter is dead...

　　 But he didn’t have time to be sad, because what else would Luo Hong do after killing those people?

　　 You don’t have to think about it, you must continue to kill.

　　 Wu Xiu guards can't stop Luo Hong, then they...I'm afraid it's also dangerous.

　　 For a while, the atmosphere on the wine table was extremely cold and solemn.

　　 Just now, I was still discussing the wine glasses in the hands of the Wang Family and Zhou Family Patriarch, who had just passed Luo Hongming. They fell, and the wine poured over the table.

　　 The head of the Zhao family even slumped in a chair.

　　 The three Patriarchs seemed to have overturned the five-flavored bottle in their hearts. They...underestimated Luo Hong's cruelty and power.

　　 "Patriarch Zhao...I remember that there is something in the mansion."

　　 Wang's Patriarch stood up, his face was ugly, said.

　　 Zhou's Patriarch also stood up silently.

　　 The catastrophe is imminent, and fly separately.

　　 They plan to escape through the back door.

　　 At the wine table, the three salt lords who came often saw this scene and couldn't help laughing.

　　 suddenly.

　　 There are clear footsteps resounding.

　　 During the heavy rain, the sound of footsteps became extremely clear.

　　 "The Zhao family is so enthusiastic about this son, don't rush away... This son specially came to ask for a drink."

　　 Outside the main hall.

　　 Luo Hong’s faint laughter floated.

　　 Two figures, one tall and one short, broke through the rain and appeared in front of everyone.

　　 Patriarch Zhao's face was full of horror, Patriarch Zhou and Patriarch Wang turned their heads and left.

　　 Luo Hong glanced at the Zhou Family and Wang Family Patriarch, and the corners of his mouth became more and more arched.

　　 The Patriarch of the Zhao family did not run. His home is here. Where can he go?

　　 "Luo Hong! Your heart is cruel, Yue'er's heart is tied to you, you actually killed Yue'er cruelly!"

　　 Zhao Family Patriarch shouted.

　　 Luo Hong shook his sword, and shook off the water contaminated with the sword.

　　 "Huh?"

　　 "Kill and kill... Are you angry?"

　　 Luo Hong raised his chin, looked at the Patriarch of the Zhao family, and said.

　　 The Patriarch of the Zhao family suddenly stagnated.

　　 This... seems to be different from the righteous Luo Hong he knows.

　　 "The anger is right, so I can be sinful enough?"

　　 "Old Zhao, remember, kill the whole house."

　　 Luo Hong chuckled, and the tip of his sword tapped the ground.

　　"Where are the guards?! Kill me!"

　　Full gate?

　　How dare he Luo Hong? !

　　 Patriarch Zhao's eyes shrank, and he roared sharply.

　　 Outside the main hall, the servants of the Zhao family who had been waiting for a long time, the guards rushed forward, waving bright white blades, and smashed them towards the wet Zhao Donghan and Luo Hong.

　　 Luo Hong pulled a chair and sat down on his own, holding a sword.

　　 Zhao Donghan’s blood filled the lake like a mountain torrent.

　　 punched a guard and a servant to death.

　　 Even if it is a 9th-Rank Bronze-skin Martial Artist, I can't hold it in front of Zhao Donghan, who is now compared to a 7th-Rank Martial Artist.

　　The smell of blood filled the hall in an instant.

　　 Patriarch Zhao looked at the ferocious Zhao Donghan with a pale face. He glanced at the Jingcheng Salt Owl, who was still calm and drinking by himself, with a deep hatred in his heart.

　　 He looked at Luo Hong with a commercial smile on his face.

　　 "Nephew Luo Xian..."

　　 However, the words just came out.

　　, Luo Hong, who was sitting in a chair, slammed the sword on the ground~IndoMTL.com~The sword burst out like a javelin.

　　 In Patriarch Zhao’s unbelievable gaze, he instantly penetrated his head, and the tremendous force drove his body and nailed him to the wall.

　　"Nephew...you also called it?"

　　 Luo Hong said lightly.

　　's voice echoed in the **** hall, like thunder on the ground.

　　 And all the guards and servants of Zhao Mansion were all beaten to death by Zhao Donghan with a pair of iron fists.

　　In the main hall, there were corpses all over, bloody, and only three salt lords were left.

　　 Zhao Donghan was murderous and stood behind Luo Hong.

　　 The scar on his face wriggled, staring at the three salt owls, a little alert.

　　 愛見覺……

　　 The three salt owls put down their glasses, but they actually clapped their hands.

　　"It is worthy of being the son of General Tu Luo from Serbia..."

　　 "It's a pity, it's not in time."

　　 Luo Hong was startled.

　　The son of General Luo?

　　What the hell?

　　 These guys...recognized the wrong person, right?

　　 Luo Hong is nothing but the ordinary son of the landlord.

　　 Luo Hong took out the human skin booklet and held the charcoal pen.

　　 After thinking about it, he looked at the salt owl in the middle.

　　 "So...you want to kill me too?"

　　 Luo Hong raised his chin and said.

　　 "My son doesn't kill the unknown, what is your last name?"

　　 The salt owl in the middle was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment he shook his head speechlessly.

　　 raised his hand, and the two salt lords beside him immediately got up.

　　 is like a beast breaking the bundle, the depressed breath gradually exploded.

　　 The violent aura of the seventh-rank violent blood martial arts vented like a mountain torrent, and the qi and blood storm set off made the entire main hall seem to be baptized by a hurricane.