My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

Luo Hong never paid attention to the consolation prize.

Because, from the very beginning, Luo Hong felt that it was impossible for him to get the consolation prize. After all, what's so difficult about being a villain?

You can get the first class easily, if it is not enough to get the second class, otherwise, the third class is also fine.

However, he never thought that he would be reduced to the consolation prize.

The requirement for the consolation prize is +10 sin, and -1 and below infinite negative sin.

With the crime of Luo Hong-18 now, it is only possible to get a consolation prize.

Therefore, Luo Hong felt that it was too much of a loss.

There is no harm without comparison, the other rewards are so attractive, and the consolation prize... random defective magic cultivation skills, this thing... Compared with others, it is like garbage on the ground.

This made Luo Hong feel like he had lost the whole world.

For example, he could have won a Rolls-Royce with a 100% probability, but for some reason, he smoked a pack of Northeast rice. That feeling was heartbreakingly desperate.

In the villain manual, on the reward pool page, the column of consolation prizes is not grayed out, because Luo Hong meets the requirements.

"Random defective magic cultivation technique..."

Luo Hong adjusted his emotions, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, and there was nothing to love.

I don't know how to get this consolation prize?

Just when doubts appeared in Luo Hong's mind, his eyes staring at the page began to blur, as if the world was spinning.

When the twirling ended, Luo Hong felt a tingling pain in his head.

There seemed to be a lot of memories in my mind.

Rubbing his temples, Luo Hong began to sort out the memories that suddenly appeared in his mind.

"The magic cultivation method "Undead Evil Shadow (Remnant)"?"

"[Evil Shadow of the Dead]: A lonely person who walks in the dark, death makes you happy, killing makes you excited, summons the evil shadow of the dead, becomes the king in the dark, piles up the mountain of bones, meditates on the world of death, outlines the abyss of evil."

A depressive, evil, and gloomy monologue circulated in Luo Hong's mind.

If you don't look at the name, but just listen to the extremely compelling introduction, Luo Hong actually feels an inexplicable chill in his body.

This technique... so evil!

Too bad it's just a scrap.

Luo Hong is not too clear about the specific level of cultivation method, but the grade should not be too high. After all, this is just a consolation prize, and it is a defective product, and the first prize is the heavenly magic cultivation method, so , the grade of this technique should not be too high.

Moreover, just looking at the name of the exercise, it is a scam.

"Wait... With this skill, wouldn't that young master radiate evil from the inside out, and a discerning person would be a villain at a glance?!"

Luo Hong's eyes lit up immediately.

People rely on clothes, and sometimes changes in appearance can also affect the senses of outsiders.

With this skill, it will be easier for him to clear up his crimes.

Now, this reward is in Luo Hong's mind. Luo Hong still has the opportunity to choose whether to cultivate or not.

After contemplating for almost two breaths, Luo Hong decided to practice this exercise.

This world is not ordinary, and this is the first time Luo Hong has been exposed to practice so far.

Therefore, Luo Hong didn't want to give up.

Perhaps the rank of this exercise is not high, but for Luo Hong, this exercise may be able to knock on the door of practice for him.

There are many contents in this exercise. Luo Hong closed his eyes and began to think and organize.

After a long time, Luo Hong closed his eyes and leaned against the Taishi chair.

On the surface of his skin, there is a black airflow faintly secreted, like light smoke, lingering around his body.

Luo Hong frowned slightly, and then these black air currents began to quickly gather in the dantian.

It's like condensing a small vortex, and finally... disappearing.

"This is the first step, gathering people."

"Concentrate your own evil energy in Dantian,

Hidden in Dantian. "

"When the evil energy in the dantian is fully accumulated, it will be regarded as a successful practice. At that time, according to the introduction, it seems that I can summon and gather the shadow of the dead for my use."

Luo Hong let out a mouthful of turbid air, feeling refreshed and light, and his bones became much lighter.

When he clenches his fist, there seems to be a gathering of majestic power.

Sure enough, practice is good for your health.

His eyes fell on the human skin manual again. This manual of unknown origin, it seems... is really extraordinary.

Turn back to the panel page.

Character: Luo Hong

Sin: -18

Grade 1

Title: Little Bastard

Race: Terran (mortal)

Practice method: "Evil Shadow of the Undead (Remnant)"

Realm: Ninth Grade (Jusha)

Changed... changed!

Luo Hong's breath was stagnant, staring at the data on the panel page, the column of practice skills changed, and the "Undead Evil Shadow" skills he practiced were marked on it.

And this didn't excite Luo Hong, what excited him was that there was a hint of realm!

"Ninth Grade Gathering Shade... Is the Gathering Shade Realm my current realm?"

Luo Hong calmed down his excitement. Now that he has stepped into the cultivation level, sooner or later he will be able to come into contact with other miracles.

For a moment, Luo Hong was in a good mood.

Although he got the reward of being a street seller, he has stepped into the door of cultivation at any rate.

Turning back to the page of the reward pool, looking at the rewards marked on it, Luo Hong's eyes were red, and his heart felt a pain like gouging out.

"This is just a consolation prize... If you can get special, first, and second prizes, this young master may become a Taishan Beidou-level existence in the world of cultivation!"

"If you think about it this way, it's really a shame!"

"No, I must work hard to be evil! Try to become a big villain, so that I can get better rewards!"

On the page of the reward pool, there is a column of consolation prizes, because after being obtained by Luo Hong, the rewards in this column no longer exist, and are replaced by the prompt of [Updating...].

After the reward is obtained, it will be updated five days later, and the reward pool will not be available during the update period.

"That is to say, if the special, first, second, and third rewards are obtained by me, will they be updated?"

"It means something better will be presented?!"

Luo Hong's breathing became more and more rapid.

mine!

It's all mine!

As long as this son is bad enough! Evil enough! Villains enough!

Everything will be there!

Luo Hong took a deep breath, full of energy surged in his heart.

Know the shame and then be brave, get up wherever you fall, he must sum up the lessons of doing evil and failing, and next time he must brush up the evil.

"In conclusion, the failure of the planned villain's behavior this time is nothing more than two points."

"First, bad luck and bad timing. It's all due to that scholar Jia Sidao. It's all because of him that I lost the chance to become the Big Dipper in the world of cultivation."

"Secondly, my son's original reputation is too good."

Luo Hong leaned on the grand teacher's chair, lost in thought.

At this time, the sky outside the study window has gradually become dark, and the setting sun has long since disappeared.

"My lord, I have asked the servant girl to help Miss Yao clean up."

Outside the door, Zhao Donghan's voice came, with incomparable admiration and admiration as high as a mountain.

Luo Hong, who was in deep thought, suddenly trembled!

wrong!

There are tricks!

This phoenix chick old Zhao wants to praise him again!

I want to make him less guilty again!

At this time, Zhao Donghan was stepping in from the door with the washed little bean curd Yao Jing.

Luo Hong's gaze moved sideways, paused, and directly passed Zhao Donghan, who was five big and three thick, and landed on Yao Jing, who was washed white and put on a long light yellow dress.