My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

stand up……

The deep voice was like a chant.

Luo Hong stretched out his hand and pointed at the corpse of the leader of Heiyun Village, Di Shan, as if performing a unique ceremony.

The coquettish woman felt a chill inexplicably.

Undecided in shock, he turned his head to look at Di Shan's headless corpse under the moonlight.

but……

A gust of wind blew by.

Except for a slight shake of Di Shan's head that fell like a ball... there was no movement.

Luo Hong kept his movements, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Failed?!"

"Sure enough, it's a street attack technique!"

The corners of Luo Hong's mouth twitched. There is a certain failure rate in summoning the ghosts of the dead in "Evil Shadow of the Dead". After all, what Luo Hong got was the incomplete consolation prize technique, and what he chose to summon was the eighth grade Wuxiu was already beyond his tolerance, the higher the realm, the higher the failure rate.

Feeling that the sinister energy in the dantian was empty for no reason, Luo Hong's face turned pale.

There is a sense of emptiness of being prostituted.

"what the hell?!"

The coquettish woman's eyes suddenly showed a fierce light, and her jet-black hair was tightened like a steel wire.

She was startled, Di Shan was a martial artist of the eighth rank Iron Bone Realm after all, she spent a lot of effort to kill Di Shan.

I thought Luo Hong had resurrected Di Shan.

Following that, the black hair tightened, and Luo Hong's neck was immediately bleeding.

The evil spirit of blood surged wildly, trying to erode Luo Hong's will.

"stand up!"

Luo Hong turned his claws again, pointed at Di Shan's headless corpse, and roared in a low voice.

All the evil spirits acquired are released.

Take a gamble, life and death are at stake!

The coquettish woman's eyes were full of sarcasm.

Watching Luo Hong's struggle in the face of death seemed to touch her excitement inexplicably.

In the sky, the moonlight is cold.

A round of bright moon hangs in the night sky, shedding the afterglow like a veil.

Dishan's headless corpse was illuminated by the moonlight, pulling a long shadow.

Suddenly!

This shadow... moved!

While wriggling, something seemed to emerge from the shadow reflected on the ground, a dark mass of shadow.

The shadow of Di Shan's head also quickly crawled over like a worm, and merged with the shadow of the body.

Become three-dimensional, become real!

Stand up completely!

Turned into a real evil shadow!

hum...

Two streaks of scarlet burst out, like a sleeping evil opening its scarlet eyes in the dark abyss!

Shadow... stood up!

A suppressed breath was released from above the shadow.

Luo Hong turned his head to look at the black shadow, and the evil spirit in his dantian was completely evacuated in an instant.

Cheng...success!

Luo Hong's eyes lit up.

The coquettish woman stared blankly at the shadow of Di Shan who had climbed up abruptly from the ground.

"This is... what means?!"

The woman who is a member of the evil cultivator felt a chill inexplicably.

Looking at many colleagues, it seems that no one practices this method.

In this shadow, she felt a soul that was unwilling to growl... What a vicious method!

What kind of evil cultivator is my old lady? !

This is the real evil cultivator!

It turns out... what Luo Hong said is true.

The example of justice in Anping County, the elegance and easy-going Mr. Luo Hong... are all fake!

He is really an evil cultivator!

The coquettish woman feels that she has discovered a big secret!

Luo Hong was very satisfied with this woman's attitude.

"You are the first person to see my face clearly, and I appreciate you very much."

Luo Hong smiled weakly.

boom!

suddenly,

Dishan's black shadow moved, the speed was too fast to catch.

A large hand grabbed the woman's hair.

Pooh!

The hair wrapped around Luo Hong's neck was violently torn by Di Shan's shadow!

Afterwards, the shadow's elbow, as fast as lightning, hit the coquettish woman. This is an elbow of an eighth-rank Iron Bone Realm martial artist with all his strength!

The woman's cheeks were almost deformed, and blood spurted out instantly, flying out.

Luo Hong broke free from the shackles of his hair, panting heavily.

The black shadow of Di Shan seemed to have accumulated resentment for being cheated to death by this woman.

Step by step, he walked towards the coquettish woman who fell to the ground and showed her white and long legs.

The black shadow stretched out his hand, intending to grab the flirtatious woman's snow-white ankle.

However, the coquettish woman burst into flames in an instant, and her torn hair suddenly grew longer, piercing through the shadow of Di Shan like ten thousand sharp knives.

Tear!

Dishan's shadow was torn apart.

The coquettish woman patted her towering chest with a sneer, but she hadn't started to breathe yet.

The shredded Dishan's shadow instantly returned to its original state, and continued to reach out and grab her snow-white ankle.

Then, it swung like a big windmill, and screamed, smashing left and right...

Boom boom boom!

Luo Hong felt pain when he heard it.

Di Shan's shadow hit him tirelessly, venting his grievances about being cheated by the scum girl.

for a long time……

Luo Hongcai called weakly, "Stop..."

Boom boom boom...

Shadow continued to smash.

Luo Hong: "?"

"Don't smash it!"

Luo Hong increased his voice.

Dishan's shadow stopped, his scarlet eyes were full of doubts, after a pause of two or three seconds, he continued to hit the woman again.

Luo Hong: "..."

This shadow doesn't seem to be very smart.

"stop!"

Luo Hong urged the evil spirit that had just condensed in his dantian, and shouted.

At this moment, the shadow seemed to sense it, and stopped smashing, and threw the woman directly in front of Luo Hong.

The blood...continuously flowed and gathered into a puddle of blood.

The flirtatious woman was half dead, her flesh was bloody from being smashed.

She is not dead yet, her eyes are dull, twisting her neck with difficulty, propping up her twisted body, like Sadako crawling out of the TV...

Her eyes were full of horror.

"Your...Young Master...forgive me..."

She coughed up blood and begged for mercy in horror.

Luo Hong stood up unsteadily, as if he was about to fall at any moment.

"Forgive me... I am willing to be an ox or a horse..."

The woman didn't want to die, she said in panic.

Luo Hong was covered in blood, staring at the woman with calm eyes...

"Remember, I am a villain."

After the words fell, Luo Hong waved his hands with all his strength.

"kill."

A faint voice lingered in the emptiness of the Heiyun cottage, filled with the smell of blood.

The shadow of Dishan who was about to move was ordered, and without hesitation, he swept across.

The coquettish woman's head was directly kicked off.

Crash.

A black token slipped out from the woman's powerless body and hit Luo Hong's blood-stained shoes before stopping.

And Di Shan's shadow, as if exhausted of energy, turned into a black line, merged into Luo Hong's shadow, without a sound.

In an instant, Luo Hong fell to the ground as if his strength had been drained from his whole body, his mind was dizzy and his world was spinning.

...

Outside Heiyun Village.

Zhao Donghan immediately leaned against the trunk of a big tree with a horizontal knife.

He closed his eyes, as if he was adjusting his state.

A gust of night wind blows.

It brought a faint smell of blood.

Zhao Donghan suddenly opened his eyes, climbed along the tree trunk, stepped on the branches, and looked at Heiyun Village.

Take a sharp breath.

Feel the direction of the bloody smell.

The scar on Zhao Donghan's face trembled instantly.

boom!

Qi and blood erupted, and Zhao Donghan rushed out like a tiger.

...

Ziwei and Fangzheng sat cross-legged on the bluestone.

The two also smelled blood, and both opened their eyes.

The two looked at each other, extremely dignified.

"problem occurs?"

After that, without saying anything else, Ziwei and Fangzheng bounced up like springs in an instant, stepping on the wind, and galloped towards Heiyunzhai.

...

In front of the Tulou in Heiyunzhai.

Zhao Donghan met Ziwei and Fangzheng, the two envoys of Dali Temple. If he was in normal times, Zhao Donghan would still say hello, but now, he is too lazy.

Looking at the closed gate of the village, Zhao Donghan quickly climbed over the building like a gecko.

Ziwei and Fangzheng didn't care about Zhao Donghan's attitude, they also stepped on the wall, as if performing super light kung fu.

The two also boarded the earth building.

The three of them stood on the roof of the building, looking towards the Black Cloud Village.

Rolling blood and blood soared into the sky!

The corpses of the horse bandits lay all over the place, and the blood was scattered like streams converging into a pool of blood, reflecting the moonlight, making it look more and more monstrous.

Hiss!

Ziwei and Fangzheng gasped.

"Evil!"

The two thought of this for a moment, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

Dereliction of duty!

I'm late!

Young Master Luohong is dead!

PS: You will never guess the great use of this woman...