My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

A ray of sword energy surged into the center of his eyebrows, making Luo Hong's eyes instantly white.

After that, there was a sharp rush in Luo Hong's body, making Luo Hong feel the pain like a needle prick.

A deep roar came from Luo Hong's mouth.

However, Luo Hong found that his mind was extremely clear, and he could feel the trajectory of the sharpness flowing rapidly in his body.

Rumble!

Around the study room, a vortex of vitality emerged faintly. The vortex continued to circle, and bits and pieces of vitality began to pour into Luo Hong's body continuously, stretching his meridians.

What Luo Hong didn't know was that at some point, the human skin booklet on his desk emitted a faint light and slowly floated up.

It seemed to be a connection port, drawing vitality into Luo Hong's body.

...

In the backyard.

Steward Chen's eyes were like torches, and white sword energy gushed out of his body.

All the maids and servants around the yard have been dismissed by him.

Because what he does cannot be disturbed by others.

As more and more white sword qi continued to swim in the air, a picture of the meridians of the human body gradually emerged.

"Master Luo, although you said that you just need to let the young master live a normal life in peace, but now that the young master has embarked on the road of cultivation, it is natural that he should not lose his start to others."

Steward Chen took a deep breath, and the green shirt on his body was flying up.

"Today, Chen will open the pulse for the young master!"

Steward Chen clapped his palms together, and immediately, behind him, countless white sword qi converged into a long snake of sword qi.

Swaying, sweeping across the sky.

I don't know how long...

The white sword energy dissipated.

Butler Chen's slight cough came from the quiet courtyard.

"Ahem..."

"What a domineering meridian physique, worthy of being the son of Master Luo..."

"My son is indeed a genius!"

"It's still too difficult to open the pulse for a genius, and I was almost hollowed out..."

The voice is faint.

There is a bit of resentment, but also a bit of expectation.

...

Luo Hong felt as if he was thrown into a frying pan.

The severe pain made him almost lose consciousness.

I don't know how long it took before Luo Hong opened his eyes, but outside the window there were already stars dotted with stars, and the east was glowing fish-belly. His sweat stains evaporated and stuck to his body, and the surface of his body was even stained with blood from the pores. It was as embarrassing as it was when it climbed back from the mass grave.

Luo Hong looked at the "Sword Qi Jue" placed on the desk, but found that the booklet recording the Sword Qi Jue had already been shattered into powder.

He seemed to have thought of something, took out the human skin booklet, and turned to the panel page.

Character: Luo Hong

Sin: -29

Grade 1

Title: Little Bastard

Race: Terran (mortal)

Cultivation skills: "Evil Shadow of the Undead (Remnant)", "Sword Qi Jue"

Realm: Ninth Grade (Jusha), Ninth Grade (Qi Sword)

Luo Hong stared at the panel page.

Take a deep breath.

He didn't even bother to pay attention to the many sins he was carrying.

"There is an extra "Sword Qi Jue" in the cultivation method, and a ninth-grade Qi sword in the realm... This should be the practice division of sword cultivators!"

This means that he has really become a sword cultivator.

Recalling the pain of practicing last night, the feeling of tearing the meridians seemed to be cut, which made Luo Hong feel lingering fear.

"This practice...is too hard, too painful."

"I'd better be a villain, raise the level of evil, and exchange for a special prize... everything will be there!"

Luo Hong leaned on the grand teacher's chair, thinking deeply.

Rumor has it that a genius in practice can practice easily and comfortably, like eating and drinking.

He practiced to die or live like a frying pan...

"perhaps,

I, Luo Hong, do not have any talent for cultivation. "

Luo Hong shook his head.

That being the case...

He can easily become stronger by being a villain, why do he have to make himself so tired?

...

Outside Anping County.

Heiyun Mountain, Heiyun Village.

The braziers of the whole village were burning, lighting up the darkness of the night.

Zhao Donghan crawled forward among the bushes, and soon approached the village.

In the stockade, the sound of noise resounded endlessly. Beside the huge bonfire, there were figures of people indistinct, and the strong smell of wine wafted from the stockade.

Zhao Donghan narrowed his eyes, the scar on his face looked more and more ferocious in the dark night.

He stood up, nimble as a cunning rabbit, and rushed into the cottage.

The young master asked him to investigate the location of the horse bandits in Heiyunzhai, but naturally he didn't just run away after just a glance.

He needs to analyze the specific strength of this Heiyun village.

Hiding in the stockade, Zhao Donghan narrowed his eyes and stared at the campfire.

But on the main seat of the bonfire banquet, a scantily dressed woman with long snow-white legs was showing her long white legs, smiling coquettishly, and was fighting wine with the leader of the horse bandit.

The wine flowed down the woman's snow-white chin, and flowed over the white collarbone, exuding a bit of charm, making the horse bandits around look straight at her.

Zhao Donghan didn't look at the woman, but at the bandit leader.

"Rank 8 Iron Bone Realm!"

Zhao Donghan just glanced at it, the blood in his body surged, and his heart trembled, he didn't expect that the leader of the horse bandit in Heiyunzhai was not weak.

At the same time, Zhao Donghan was still in the village, feeling a lot of ups and downs.

Apparently, there are still a few martial arts cultivators at the ninth-grade copper skin level in this Heiyun stronghold.

Zhao Donghan was sullen.

After judging the overall strength of the Black Cloud Village, Zhao Donghan didn't stay for long, and left quietly.

However, what Zhao Donghan didn't know was that when he left, the flirtatious woman in revealing clothes glanced at his position.

...

Jo Donghan is back.

Luo Hong, who was having breakfast in the main hall, stuffed a deep-fried dough stick into his mouth and got up excitedly.

The eyes of the dusty Zhao Donghan were shining brightly.

Seeing Luo Hong, he couldn't help bowing: "My lord, fortunately, this subordinate did not disgrace his life and found the location of Heiyunzhai's residence."

"Really found it?"

Luo Hong asked excitedly.

Zhao Donghan nodded solemnly.

"Nice job!"

Luo Hong laughed with satisfaction, and found the horse bandit's residence. Next, Luo Hong can start his villain plan.

He took Zhao Donghan into the study.

Luo Hong even moved a chair for Zhao Donghan himself.

Zhao Donghan was a little flattered.

Luo Hong didn't bother Zhao Donghan any more, sitting on the grand master's chair and thinking, it has been three days since the last exchange of rewards from the reward pool, and in two days, the rewards in the reward pool will be updated.

Luo Hong felt that he had to do a big bad thing before that to correct the crime.

So, the matter of joining the horse bandit gang... has to hurry up.

On the desk, a piece of letter paper was laid out flat.

After Luo Hong dyed ink with wolf hair, he began to write with a pen.

The content wasn't complicated, it just described Luo Hong's desire to join the Horse Bandit Gang in an eloquent and emotional way.

"Old Zhao, the next task is more difficult. You hand this letter to the village master of Heiyun Village."

Luo Hongdao.

"Tell him that my son wants to join his Black Cloud Village."

Zhao Donghan was sitting comfortably at first, but after hearing Luo Hong's words, he suddenly felt as if the chair had needles growing on his buttocks.

The whole person jumped up from the chair at once.

"Young master... what did you say?!"

"No, absolutely no!"

Zhao Donghan was in a hurry, the scar on his face was trembling.

Luo Hong's face sank.

"My lord trusts you, so I told you that I have my own goals, and you just follow suit."

Hearing this, Zhao Donghan's mind turned rapidly, and an idea emerged.

"Could it be that the young master plans to go deep into the enemy's camp and join the bandit gang, so as to better find opportunities for revenge!"

However, those horse bandits are all ruthless people who lick blood on the tip of their knives, and they have stained many lives in their hands. Isn't this young master a sheep into a tiger's mouth?

The most important thing is that the leader of the horse bandit is a martial artist of the eighth-rank Iron Bone Realm!

If there was an accident, even ten young masters would not be enough to attack the opponent with a knife.

Although he figured it out, Zhao Donghan became more and more anxious.

suddenly.

Zhao Donghan remembered the brochure Chen Butler asked him to hand over to Luo Hong yesterday, his eyes lit up slightly, and he understood it somewhat.

That is the sword qi formula written by the adults himself, and it is the top grade among the sword qi formulas.

Young Master is so confident, perhaps there is only one possibility!

Could it be that the young master has mastered the sword qi formula?

hiss……

Opening the pulse overnight and becoming a sword repairer.

Young master... is actually such a genius!