My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

Hu Zhishui died.

The kind of death.

And when Hu Zhishui died, his smooth skin began to shrink rapidly, becoming like a century-old dead tree, which was shocking.

"Does human skin maintain youth?"

Luo Hong sat down on the ground, the pain from the blood hole in his shoulder made him gasp continuously.

Luo Hong really had no choice but to kill Hu Zhishui.

Evil cultivator, he didn't expect to meet evil cultivator again.

coincidence?

Maybe...it's really a coincidence.

Luo Hong's expression was complicated, Hu Zhishui was an evil cultivator, I'm afraid it won't be a day or two.

He came to this essay meeting on a temporary basis, so it should really be a coincidence.

However, Luo Hong didn't feel guilty in his heart, because Hu Zhishui deserved to die, and this guy planned to kill him in the first place.

Raising his head, the blue and white building was extremely quiet.

There is still a strong and pungent blood in the air...

The surrounding wine tables were messy, and many literati and poets fell into a deep sleep under Hu Zhishui's sorcery. As for how to wake them up, Luo Hong didn't know.

There were about a dozen people who died, some were killed by Hu Zhishui, and some were accidentally affected.

This battle was very dangerous. If Luo Hong's plan had gone a little bit wrong, he might be the one who died now.

Hu Zhishui, an evil cultivator at the peak of the eighth rank, if he hadn't been approached by Di Shan's evil shadow, making his cultivation useless, otherwise he would not have died so easily.

Take a breather.

Luo Hong was startled suddenly, the capacity of his dantian increased again, and the human skin book absorbed Hu Zhishui's evil spirit, and opened up his dantian another circle.

"Now, Ren Sha who wants to gather his dantian will become more and more troublesome."

Luo Hong had a headache.

However, now is not the time to think about it.

bang bang bang...

There was a sound like smoke exploding.

The evil shadows of mortals temporarily summoned by Luo Hong turned into black mist and exploded at this moment.

Their souls have been sublimated.

"The evil shadows of mortals cannot be preserved forever, only the evil shadows of monks can be preserved..."

Luo Hong was stunned.

The evil shadow of Di Shan can exist in his shadow, but these evil shadows of mortals cannot, because the soul of mortals is too weak.

Thinking of this, Luo Hong's eyes fell on Hu Zhishui's dead body with his neck broken.

"Eight-Rank Peak Evil Cultivator..."

Luo Hong took a deep breath.

This Hu Zhishui did a lot of evil and killed countless people. Luo Hong summoned his undead evil shadow to use him, but he didn't have much psychological barriers.

Thinking of this, Luo Hong slowly raised his bloody hand.

Aim at Hu Zhishui's body.

hum...

The baleful energy in the dantian surged, and it lost a lot in an instant...

"stand up."

Luo Hong's deep voice lingered in the blue and white building.

silent.

Nothing happened.

Failed.

Luo Hong frowned slightly.

Failure is normal, after all, cross-level summoning.

However, failure is the mother of success, Luo Hong plans to do it again.

"stand up!"

Luo Hong raised his hand, and part of the evil spirit in his dantian disappeared again.

A gust of wind blew past, and the shadow of Hu Zhishui's corpse moved...

But that's all.

After failing twice, and failing once more, Hu Zhishui's ghostly shadow of the dead would not be able to be summoned.

Moreover, the evil spirit in Luo Hong's dantian could not support his summoning.

Luo Hong took out the bronze evil token, which was a newly promoted evil token, and slammed the evil token on the ground.

The corner of Luo Hong's mouth raised slightly.

Raising his hand, he pointed at Hu Zhishui's body like a claw...

"stand up……"

The deep voice was transformed by the bronze evil order,

It became the soft voice of Xiaodouhua.

A gust of wind howled.

Luo Hong felt that the evil spirit in his dantian was completely emptied in an instant...

Hu Zhishui's shadow was cut off from the corpse, like a pool of stagnant water bubbling, and then, a solid black shadow floated up.

It was a shadow like a wizard, wrapped in a black robe, holding a cane.

hum...

His blue eyes, like will-o'-the-wisps, lit up.

The oppression of the invisible aura belonging to the eighth-rank peak evil cultivator spread.

"It worked."

Luo Hong was speechless when he saw Hu Zhishui Xieying who had successfully summoned him.

"Why bother to lick the dog, lick to the end, nothing left."

Luo Hong shook his head.

suddenly.

Di Shan Xieying's burly body quietly walked up to Hu Zhishui Xieying's side, and instantly burst into a rage, punching out a punch.

Hu Zhishui's evil shadow was beaten to the ground with a dazed expression.

Di Shan Xieying roared, swung Hu Zhishui's Xieying around, and beat him left and right.

Hu Zhishui Xieying resisted desperately, but in the end, he was beaten until he gave up and recognized Di Shanxieying as the boss...

Satisfied, Di Shanxieying raised her chin towards Luo Hong as if showing off.

As if looking at a fool, Luo Hong scattered the evil spirits, and the two evil shadows turned into black silk threads and merged into his shadow.

Just received the bronze token.

A shrill roar exploded outside the blue and white building.

"Young master!!!"

Boom!

The closed door of Qinghualou was suddenly kicked open, and the door was torn apart.

Outside the door, Zhao Donghan and a group of onlookers looked in curiously.

Inside the blue and white building, the light of blood is surging, and the blood is floating...

It made many people cry out in disbelief.

Luo Hong sat in the pile of corpses, his white shirt was stained with blood, but the righteous yang energy on his body was like the brightest star in the night sky in this blood-filled blue and white building.

"Young master!"

Zhao Donghan saw the refined Luo Hong at a glance.

Seeing that the young master was not dead, he couldn't help being pleasantly surprised, but soon he was afraid again, he failed his duty again, and came late again!

But Zhao Donghan was more aggrieved and angry.

Every time the son goes to the brothel, he will encounter evil spirits.

How can there be such a coincidence? !

Reminiscent of what Steward Chen said to him, Zhao Donghan immediately understood that this must have been done on purpose!

Someone is going to kill the son!

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Luo Hong said in relief.

He pointed to Hu Zhishui's body, "That's the evil cultivator who created evil spirits, Hu Zhishui."

Zhao Donghan was taken aback, Hu Zhishui... an evil cultivator?

And the people watching the excitement around them all gasped.

The most benevolent person in Anping County is actually an evil cultivator? !

real or fake? !

Many people can't accept this fact, what is going on in this world?

"No wonder Mr. Hu is so talented, but he dare not take the imperial examination..."

"Because he is an evil cultivator, the imperial examination room is an important place for Confucianism, surrounded by righteousness, if he enters the examination room, he will reveal his true colors!"

"No wonder, when Mr. Hu holds literary conferences, he only invites some talented scholars who have lost their reputations. They don't have the protection of awe-inspiring righteousness, and evil cultivators are really cunning."

The surrounding onlookers chattered and analyzed some unusual points.

Luo Hong was also speechless.

You guys are really smart little ones.

On the other hand, Zhao Donghan's face was serious. Although Hu Zhishui was dead, the sense of oppression exuded from his body made Zhao Donghan understand that Hu Zhishui's strength...is definitely not weak!

"An evil cultivator at the peak of the eighth rank..."

Zhao Donghan was shocked in his heart, how did the young master turn back and kill him?

Even if it was him, if he didn't take the violent blood pill when he met Hu Zhishui, it would be very difficult for him to win.

How did the son do it? !

Luo Hong got up slowly, the white shirt on his body was stained with blood, because the evil energy was consumed too much, the righteous yang energy on his body was as dazzling as the scorching sun.

A gust of wind blew, blowing the hem of his clothes, making Luo Hong look like Mr. Mo Shang.

People around were all attracted by Luo Hong's gesture.

Mr. Luohong... worthy of being an example of justice in Anping County, he is really handsome.

Um?

Zhao Donghan's eyes shrank.

Looking at the blood hole on Luo Hong's shoulder.

"Young master, you are injured!"

Zhao Donghan's face was pale, and the scar on his face squirmed.

The next moment, without any explanation, he directly hugged Luo Hong by the waist like a princess.

It was necessary for Luo Hong to care about his image, but he struggled for a while, Zhao Donghan's fierce blood made him struggle to no avail.

He had no choice but to accept it, and let Zhao Donghan run towards Luofu with his arms in his arms.

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