My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

Chapter 44 ? My son, very bad

County government.

Luo Feng stood with a knife in his hand, the red cloak fluttering in the oppressive wind.

His eyes are serious.

The big shot from Beijing didn't make any noise after entering the Luohua Court. He thought that the big shot would come to deal with Luofu.

But he didn't expect that he didn't do anything. He just sat in the rocking chair and watched the plantains outside the window every day.

However, more and more unfamiliar faces in Anping County are not illusions.

There are many hidden martial arts, Taoist cultivators and other practitioners, which made Luo Feng feel the oppression that is about to come.

Of course, because Anping County has the senior from the Luo Mansion in charge, high-quality monks dare not enter, but... outside Anping County, the hills in the southeast, northwest, and north all burst out with tyrannical aura from time to time.

Luo Feng looked gloomy, and heaved a long sigh in his heart.

The emergence of these strong men is all for the brothers and sisters of the Luo family.

It was all for the life of the brother and sister.

Luo Feng actually felt a bit sad, because from the brief contact, Luo Feng understood that Luo Hong and Luo Xiaoxiao might not be clear about their own life experience at all.

General Luo wanted to let the siblings live peacefully as ordinary people.

But he never thought that because of King Zhenbei, he would still get into trouble after all.

Now, the whole world wants to take the lives of this brother and sister, because only in this way can General Luo go crazy, and the conflict between General Luo and King Zhenbei, as well as the conflict between King Zhenbei and the prince, will be completely detonated.

"Obviously I don't know anything, but I was involved in such a dispute."

"In the official family, how can it be so easy to ask for a safe life?"

"Poor, pathetic, deplorable."

Luo Feng shook his head.

Ziwei and Fangzheng stood quietly behind him, their expressions showing no emotion.

"Tonight, keep your spirits up, if there is a slight change, go immediately."

"If you can save it, then save it."

Luo Feng said.

...

Zhao Mansion.

Murderous Intent was like raindrops from the sky, falling to the ground, splashing and falling apart.

Like a howling tsunami, it is suffocating.

But the cold killing intent made people feel even colder.

Luo Hong stopped, and the white shirt on his body suddenly fluttered in the wind. The rain that fell from the sky hit the white shirt, but it couldn't suppress the wanton flying.

Zhao Donghan's back suddenly bulged, his brows stood erect, and he, who was extremely sensitive to murderous aura, sensed the murderous intent all around him in an instant.

The qi and blood in his body were no longer suppressed, the aura of an eighth-rank Iron Bone Realm martial artist, like the waves of a rising tide, spread madly in all directions, and the raindrops falling on the sky were slightly stagnated by his aura.

"Dare!!!"

Zhao Donghan roared like a tiger!

It was as if a boulder was thrown into a calm lake, and there was a huge explosion.

Crash!

The rain began to rain continuously, and it poured down in an instant.

Bean-sized raindrops hit the ground, as if covering the world with a light gauze as white as fish belly.

Zhao Yue was holding an oiled paper umbrella, and the rain flowing down the eaves of the umbrella seemed to have turned into the veil of a bamboo hat, blurring her vision, but Zhao Yue could see it clearly.

He could clearly see the figure in white clothes standing in the rain.

Even if the sky is full of wind and rain, he is still as plump as jade.

There was a nostalgic smile on the corner of her mouth.

In the rainstorm.

Luo Hong stood quietly, he did not expect that Zhao's mansion would explode with such murderous intent.

As soon as he stepped into the mansion, he couldn't wait to kill him.

Why? What is Zhao Fu's motive?

He could feel the breath of energy and blood, it was one martial artist after another, all of them were at the ninth-rank copper skin level.

Can the Zhao Mansion gather so many copper-skinned martial artists?

A mere merchant's house,

Why?

Does the Zhao family want to rebel? Private placement of so many monks is a violation of Daxia's law!

However, the current Luo Hong couldn't care less about thinking about these things, and his murderous intent melted into the rain, like a collapsed building, oppressing him.

Beside him, Zhao Donghan has already roared!

"My lord, be careful!"

Zhao Donghan roared angrily.

As soon as he stepped down, his burly mountain-like body erupted with scarlet blood, which actually scattered the raindrops around him into a hollow.

A cold arrow aimed at Luo Hong in the Zhao mansion's atrium, aimed at his eyebrows, throat, and heart.

Murderous intent, no secret.

"Brother Luo, after you die, Xiaoyue will find the best beautifier to restore your appearance. Xiaoyue will make you dignified and dignified into the earth."

Zhao Yue's crisp voice sounded in the rain.

"Shut up! Pickle bitch!"

The scar on Zhao Donghan's face squirmed, and he burst into tears angrily.

Luo Hong held the sword, his clothes were soaked by the rain, he looked at Zhao Yue calmly.

"Wait a minute."

Luo Hongdao.

In the rain, Zhao Yue pursed her red lips lightly, ignoring the vulgar Zhao Donghan and staring at Luo Hong.

"Brother Luo, are you also afraid of death?"

Zhao Yue said.

Luo Hong grinned, raised his hand and reached into the white shirt, and took out a booklet.

"I'm afraid it won't happen. For such a rare thing, you have to write a name in a small book."

Luo Hong laughed.

I don't know where I took a charcoal pencil, turned to the page of the diary, thought about it, and wrote down the name of the target... Zhao Fu.

Zhao Yue couldn't understand Luo Hong's actions. She thought Luo Hong was begging for mercy, but she didn't understand what Luo Hong's actions meant.

What to write in the small notebook?

Last words?

But Luo Hong closed the booklet and stuffed it into his arms.

Picking up the sword, he twisted his neck.

"Old Zhao."

Luo Hong's voice was very flat, but in the end, it was full of murderous intent.

"Not one left."

Traveling so far, Luo Hong has been pursuing villains, although they all failed and screwed up.

But... It is indisputable that he, Luo Hong, has been walking on the verge of life and death.

He, Luo Hong... is not a bad guy who kills someone and will be psychologically shadowed for a long time.

He Luo Hong...

very bad!

"Yes!"

Luo Hong's words made Zhao Donghan feel like a flame was burning in his body.

He took out the Violent Blood Pill that Steward Chen had given him from his arms.

Stuff it in your mouth.

With this cathartic torrential rain, his throat rolled.

The endless splashing of raindrops seemed to have froze for a while at this moment.

Zhao Yue felt the terrifying and depressing aura erupting from Zhao Donghan's body, and his complexion changed slightly.

"superior!"

Zhao Yue raised her hand and waved it quickly.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the arrows hanging in the dark shot out one after another.

Breaking through the falling raindrops, clouds of white mist exploded.

The moment the arrows shot out, those killers in night clothes rushed out one after another.

The white blade is still bright in the dark night.

Zhao Yue frantically stared at Luo Hong and Zhao Donghan who were besieged in the courtyard, and the resentment in her heart reached its peak at this moment.

She laughed crazily and roared, venting her unyielding and anger at being arranged to marry a fool.

How could such a powerful woman like her marry a fool.

That idiot also deserves it? !

You Luo Hong, why don't you marry? !

Ding ding ding! ! !

After swallowing the Violent Blood Pill, Zhao Donghan's aura rose instantly, as if a flame was burning like an oven.

Seventh-Rank Violent Blood Realm!

His eyes were instantly scarlet, like bloodthirsty beasts.

Blood gushes out from every pore, and even the rain curtain can't suppress it.

Dozens of arrows burst forth.

Zhao Donghan suddenly stretched his arms horizontally, his blood was steaming, and he started to spin on the spot!

The blood gas formed a semicircular bowl cover.

The arrows hit it and were bounced away one after another!

Luo Hong slowly drew the sword out of its sheath, and Zhao Fu...had been included in his blacklist.

Since the Zhao family wanted to kill him, then if he...killed the Zhao family, wouldn't he be the Zhao family's villain.

The rainwater slid down his clean chin, and the corners of Luo Hong's mouth curled up in a charming arc.

His eyes, passing through the bead curtain and rain curtain all over the sky, stared at Zhao Yue, who was holding an oiled paper umbrella, with a face full of resentment and joy.

Are you happy to kill me?

Boom!

Zhao Donghan stopped spinning, his body was as red as a branding iron, steaming hot.

Thirty black shadows swooped in.

Twenty-nine copper skins and one iron bone.

Such power, if there is no blood pill, Zhao Donghan will definitely not be able to stop it.

However, after swallowing the Violent Blood Pill, Zhao Donghan broke through the wall and entered the seventh rank, and his blood was like a mountain torrent.

Facing Thirty Wuxiu.

But he smiled excitedly, stepped down, and the water splashed three feet high, the bluestone slab exploded, his fists pierced through the three-foot water splash, and a hole was blasted out.

The two copper-skinned killers in the lead were half of their bodies smashed by a punch, and flew out backwards, crushing several people.

The formation suddenly became chaotic!

Zhao Donghan roared angrily, pulled out the knife on his waist, and slashed down, instantly splitting a copper-skinned killer in half, and the two halves of the split body were sent flying to both sides by the violent qi and blood. , the internal organs crashed all over the floor.

Blood stained the rainstorm red.

Luo Hong raised his chin and held the sword.

The bright iron sword groaned softly, and the sword energy on his body was superimposed on the edge of the sword one after another.

The trembling sword, the pumping raindrops exploded into mist.

Zhao Donghan kills and moves forward.

Luo Hong raised his chin, held his sword and followed behind to stack his sword energy.

Zhao Yue's face was pale, and the hand holding the umbrella handle turned blue.

Although she is a powerful businesswoman, she is used to fighting with weapons, but this is the first time she has seen a killing between monks.

The most glaring thing was Luo Hong behind that murderous beast Zhao Donghan.

With her chin raised, her proud eyes pierced her heart like a sharp knife.

boom!

Zhao Donghan grabbed the rushing eighth-rank iron-bone killer like a beast, slammed to the ground, rubbed forward, and made a fan-shaped spray.

Luo Hong looked at Zhao Yue.

He was only seven steps away from Zhao Yue, and he could even clearly see Zhao Yue's trembling and pleading eyes, which were frightened by the killing.

The sword in his hand was raised violently from bottom to top.

From the edge of the sword, a thick sword energy was sprayed out immediately.

Crash!

The rainwater on the ground was stirred by the sword energy, presenting a sword arc water curtain along the way.

A black-clothed killer with ninth-grade copper skin stood in front of Zhao Yue.

However……

The sword qi directly cut the ninth-grade copper-skinned killer into two halves.

Zhao Yue's face was splashed with the blood protruding from his body.

The oil-paper umbrella couldn't hold it and fell to the ground.

Zhao Yue's slender legs were trembling inside and out, Zhao Mansion... might be doomed.

In the rain.

Luo Hong, who was dressed in white and snow-covered, calmly walked in front of Zhao Yue.