My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

　　 This is really from Luo Hong's heart, and he has never had any artificial emotions.

　　 This confrontation has refreshed his three views.

　　 It turns out that high-grade monks can be so strong!

　　 One sword rolls the sun and the moon, one shot disturbs the universe!

　　 Like his move to kill a few evil cultivators of ranks seven or eight, compared with one, there is absolutely nothing to be excited about.

　　 The sky outside Anping County.

　　 A white bird greeted the storm, and it hit with the rain gun that gathered the raindrops from the world!

　　 is like a waterfall falling straight down from the sky, hitting the ground, exploding with a deafening roar.

　　 The heavy rain began to vent again, it seemed to vent the unhappiness and anger that was controlled by mortals, the sound of rain became more and more intense, the call sign of the wind became more and more, and the thunder was even more deafening!

　　 The earth seemed to be twitched by the rain.

　　 However, even such a torrential rain cannot conceal the fighting of the two figures on the sky.

　　The white water is crisscrossed between the sky and the earth, a green light and a silver light rolled away thousands of rainstorms, wrapped around the white water, and constantly confronted.

　　 Their speed is too fast, except for the rare high-grade monks, normal people can't see clearly, they can only see the collision of light clearly, but they don't know the specific details of the confrontation.

　　 However, even if I haven't seen it clearly, I understand that this battle is absolutely fierce.

　　 Luo Hong resumed his running stance. He ran in the heavy rain, stepped on the long street and spent three and a half feet on the water. He came under the tower and kicked on it. The next moment, he swayed straight up the wall.

"who?!"

　　 Upstairs, the city guards who had been soaked with rainwater roared.

　　 When they saw Luo Hong with silver hair, they were slightly surprised.

　　The most important thing is that Luo Hong’s white shirt was stained with blood, even if it was a heavy rain, it would not be able to wash away the strong blood on his body.

　　 "It's the son of Luo Hong, don't need to be too nervous."

　　Zi Wei was wearing the uniform clothes of the envoy of Dali Temple, holding a paper umbrella, floating, said.

　　 Many sergeants who defended the city heard the words and stopped entanglement and put down their weapons.

　　 Luo Hong’s name is now in Anping County, but the confrontation between the two masters who are enough to disturb the celestial phenomenon at the moment outside the city is actually mainly for Luo Hong.

　　 "Luo Hong, come with me."

　　 Ziwei smiled sweetly at Luo Hong, and then the oil paper umbrella covered Luo Hong's head to block him from the rainstorm.

　　 Luo Hong didn't say anything.

　　 The two were walking on the tower. In the distance, Luo Feng and Fang Zheng stood in the rain.

　　 Luo Feng slung a knife on his waist, turned his head to see Luo Hong in a white shirt and wearing a mask, only to find that Luo Hong's positive yang energy was as bright as a blazing sun, becoming more and more powerful, and he was shocked.

　　 "Lao Luo, Gopher Street in the slums, crowds of evil repairs... I just came from over there, there is a mess to clean up."

　　 Luo Hongdao.

　　Lao Luo? Luo Feng's face twitched, but the words behind Luo Hong attracted his attention.

　　 He nodded slightly, looked at Fang Zheng sideways, and motioned for Fang Zheng to go for a while.

　　 Fang Zheng's face was full of reluctance.

　　 He wants to see the second-tier battle!

　　 "What do you look at, you are a mere seven, know a fart?!"

　　 Luo Feng smiled and cursed.

　　 Although Fang Zheng felt that what Luo Feng said was reasonable, he still felt offended.

　　 However, as an envoy of Dali Temple, he chose to go to Gopher Street.

　　 "Zi Wei, do you want to go together?"

　　 Fang Zheng turned his head to look at Zi Wei.

　　 "Don't don't, I'll hold an umbrella for Lord Luohong, you go by yourself."

　　 Ziwei rolled her eyes, shook her head, and then stared at the battle on the sky with interest.

　　 Fang Zheng's face turned black, this is a fake teammate, he feels abandoned by the whole world.

　　 turned around and jumped down from the top of the tower lonely.

　　 Luo Hong wears the mask of the evil monarch, and his whole body exudes a unique evil.

　　 Luo Feng seemed to feel something, staring at Luo Hongduo for a while.

　　 However, he only felt that Luo Hong's Zhengyang Qi was getting stronger and stronger, so he withdrew his gaze and looked at the battle in the sky.

　　Although Luofeng is a fifth-rank martial artist, but...this battle, he didn't understand it.

　　 He could only see the terrible confrontation, the collision that stirred the celestial phenomenon.

　　 However, the details of the sword and the gun collided between the housekeeper Chen and Yuan Chenggang, and he couldn't see through at all.

　　 Even his eyes couldn't keep up with the speed of the two.

　　 Upstairs, the heavy rain is still there.

　　 The atmosphere is a little dull.

　　 Luo Feng turned his head and glanced at Luo Hong, only to find that Luo Hong's eyeballs were rapidly turning following the two streamers colliding in the sky.

"You understand?"

　　 Luo Feng asked curiously.

　　 Luo Hong did not look back, still staring at the fierce battle on the sky, and replied.

　　 "Why don't you understand?"

　　 Luo Feng: "……"

　　 Who is this kid pretending to be?

　　 The posture is quite good, but he can't understand the fifth-grade martial arts. How can you understand the eighth-grade swordsman?

　　 In fact, Luo Hong really understood. With the increase in the mask of the evil monarch, his sight followed the movements of Steward Chen and Yuan Chenggang.

　　……

　　 The heavy rain poured, and the mud in the mountains was constantly washed away.

　　 Compared with the torrential rain of Tiangong's Wrath, the hillsides and hills are especially warm.

　　 sandalwood lingering, children hold umbrellas and make tea.

　　 Wen Tianxing sat on the chair of the Grand Master, not touched by the rain, while tasting the famous Bichao tea from Anping County, while enjoying the mighty second-grade battle on the sky.

　　 Those two are not ordinary second-ranks, they are both enchanting second-ranks with the top spot on the list.

　　 Wen Tianxing smiled, and lightly patted the guard.

　　 "What a wonderful battle."

　　 "As a reward."

　　 "Unfortunately, this battle is about to end."

　　 At this point, the old man stroked his beard and swept his eyes in four directions: south, east, north, west.

　　What are these guys waiting for?

　　 Finally, the old man's eyes fixed on the tower.

Ok?

　　 After hearing the sky, he squinted, and he dared to stand on the tower in such a high profile...

　　 The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up with a hint of playfulness, and he invited a child.

"Change clothes, go to the tower, attack this bold Luo Hong, and make his identity public, but don't want to kill him, you have to take a breath, go early and return early, and wait for you to make tea. "

　　 The boy bowed and took his life. The next moment, his robe shattered and turned into a night walker, rushing into the rainstorm. As he rushed forward, his body seemed to turn into raindrops.

　　……

　　 Upstairs in the city.

　　 Luo Hong, wearing the mask of the evil monarch, was extremely sensitive. He felt Wen Tianxing's gaze and turned to look at the old man on the hill who seemed to appreciate the rain.

　　 "The old man, who is it?"

　　 Luo Hong asked Zi Wei beside her.

　　 "Are you talking about Taifu Wen? He is from the capital and is the teacher of the prince."

　　 Ziwei said.

　　 "Full name, last name and last name?"

　　 Luo Hong said again.

　　 "Wear the sky and go."

　　 Ziwei didn't hide it. Although it was strange why Luo Hong asked this, it was not a secret.

　　 Luo Hong nodded, and remembered it in his heart.

　　 This old man... is not a good thing at first glance.

　　……

　　 Outside Anping County, in four directions: southeast, northwest.

　　 There are strong men standing there, and the heavy rain falls continuously, but it evaporates out of thin air at a distance of one foot around them, and the rain does not touch them.

　　 "Yuan Chenggang may be losing again. After all, the Dragon Sword is the Dragon Sword. Even if it falls, it is still strong..."

　　 "However, compared with the defeat of the Three Swords back then, Yuan Chenggang is now much stronger, enough to be on the top ten of Daxia's ranking list."

　　The old Taoist smiled and stroked his beard.

　　 suddenly.

　　 The old Taoist sensed something, narrowed his eyes, and turned to look towards the tower.

　　 could not help but laugh.

　　 "It's a good time to hear the sky."

　　……

　　 Luo Hong stood on the tower, his white robe fluttered unstoppably by the violent wind in the rainstorm.

　　 Luo Hong wearing a mask suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Ok?

　　 Luo Hong turned his head and glanced at Zi Wei who knew nothing about ~www.ltnovel.com~ and then glanced at Luofeng who pretended to understand the battle.

　　 Eyebrows are slightly clustered, the crisis does not come from these two people, where does it come from?

　　 A drop of rain hit Luo Hong's face, and there was a feeling of pain.

　　 "Rain..."

　　 Luo Hong's eyes suddenly condensed.

　　 In the next moment, he found that drops of rain gathered on the female wall of the castle tower and turned into a crouching figure.

　　 The rain man's fingers were brought together, and his vitality surged, turning the rain into a sharp blade, coming straight towards Luo Hong.

　　 "Luo Hong, the son of Luo Rentu, is here!!!"

　　 And among the rainy people, there was a roar like Hong Zhong.

　　 The sound was magnificent, from the tower.

　　 Outside Anping County, the sound of heavy rain became quiet.

　　 The next moment, there was a low voice of laughter.

　　 Luo Feng reacted, his heart sank, his complexion changed drastically, something bad happened!

　　 "Looking for death!"

　　'S body was full of energy and blood, and he smashed out like a thunder, smashing the rain blade, but the 7th-Rank mighty blade is nothing, but this is not the trouble.

　　 That Yuren didn't have a love for battle. His goal was achieved, and he planned to jump off the city wall and transform into rain, fleeing with thaumatism. Even the fifth-rank Luofeng couldn't help him.

　　 "Who sent you here?"

　　 And Luo Hong stared at the rain man calmly, said.

　　 Yuren did not respond, and was too lazy to respond.

　　 Luo Hong raised his hand and held it in the void.

　　 It's okay if you don't speak, you want to run after pretending to be forced?

　　 The rainman shook his whole body, and his shadow reflected on the female wall suddenly stretched out a thick black hand to grab his ankle!

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