Ziwei and Fangzheng of Dali Temple have very ugly faces.

They have always been guarding against evil spirits, but they didn't expect that the evil spirits would do it silently......

"Evil?how can it be evil?!"

Zhao Donghan's eyes were even red, and he was cold.

He had already heard of the evil name, and looking at the tragic situation of the entire Black Cloud Village, Zhao Donghan seemed to be able to predict the tragic situation of the son.

Once the evil breaks out, there will never be any living mouth left.

The distorted personalities and ruthless methods of those evil cultivators can't be dealt with with with common sense at all.

The three of them quickly jumped down from the tulou and entered the Black Cloud Village, where the pungent bloody pavement came, but they didn't care about it.

"It stands to reason that Di Yun, the owner of Heiyun Village, is a martial artist of the eight-rank Iron Bone Realm, even if it is evil, it is impossible to kill him quietly. ”

Fang Zheng said with a cold face.

Ziwei and Zhao Donghan ignored him, which made Fang Zheng feel a little embarrassed.

The figures of the three of them swept across quickly, constantly running towards the stockade, one corpse after another, making their hearts sink more and more to the bottom.

The creator of this "evil spirit" is really murderous.

And Zhao Donghan is almost on the verge of going crazy, feeling that every step he takes is torment.

"If something happens to Childe...... How can I explain to my lords? I am a sinner!

Zhao Donghan blamed himself.

He should have taken the "Violent Blood Pill" as soon as possible and directly extinguished this Black Cloud Village, even if there is an evil hidden, it will be exposed as soon as possible, and the son will not have an accident.

"Smack!"

Zhao Donghan slapped himself violently, and his cheeks were high and swollen.

The moon is cold.

In the entire Black Cloud Village, the yin wind is still howling.

The flames in the brazier had been extinguished by the yin wind, and a piercing chill spread.

The blood and water reflected the moonlight, making the whole cottage extremely strange.

Zhao Donghan and the three of them soon came to the gathering space in the cottage.

Corpses were stacked on top of each other, and the fishy smell of blood hit the nasal cavity.

Zhao Donghan's eyes shrank, and at a glance he saw Di Shan sitting on a tiger skin chair with a horizontal knife.

It's just that Di Shan was beheaded, even if he died, the qi and blood of the eighth-grade Iron Bone Realm martial cultivator were still strong.

"Eight Rank Wu Xiu Di Mountain...... He's dead. ”

"Silent death, it seems that there are two possibilities for this evil maker, one is the eight-grade evil cultivator, and the layout is for many days...... The other kind of evil cultivation is seven grades, but no matter which one it is, the red son is more than lucky. ”

"Those massacres around Anping County may also be the work of this evil man. ”

Fang Zheng and Ziwei also saw Di Shan's corpse on the tiger skin chair, and they were a little embarrassed for a while.

New clues have emerged in the evil slaughter village case, but ...... But they were not happy.

"Childe!"

Suddenly, Zhao Donghan let out a low roar.

Ziwei and Fang Zheng's thoughts suddenly moved away from Di Shan's corpse.

I was stunned when I saw it.

The death of an eight-rank martial cultivator attracted their attention, but they didn't see that in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, a figure looking at a token in a daze was sitting upright.

The figure...... The white shirt was stained with blood, and his face was pale.

Under the moonlight, the irrepressible positive yang qi on the other party's body evaporated, which seemed to echo the moonlight, shining brightly, as if it were ......

The figure held a black token in his hand, as if he heard the shout, slowly turned his head, and a familiar and tired face jumped into the eyes of Ziwei, Fangzheng, and Zhao Donghan.

It was Luo Hong.

Luo Hong saw a familiar figure, a smile on his pale and bloodless face.

Under the dense positive yang qi, his relieved smile, like a spring breeze, like the warm winter sun, actually dispelled the yin qi in this black cloud village.

Fang Zheng and Ziwei were stunned.

Falling Red Boy...... It's still stubbornly alive!

Zhao Donghan's eyes turned red in an instant, and he galloped out quickly.

Boom!

Kneeling on one knee, he slid directly in front of Luo Hong.

"Childe, it's too late!"

Zhao Donghan looked at Luo Hong's wounds, the scars on his face trembled, and he blamed himself in his heart, he was happy, annoyed, and afraid.

If the son dies, he ...... What to do?

However, at the same time, there was infinite shock in his heart.

Zhao Donghan looked at the sword marks cut out of the ground around him, as well as the sword qi that had not dispersed in the air......

You can imagine how fierce the battle that broke out here before was!

Luo Hong endured the severe pain and almost fainted in his head, and when he saw Ziwei, Fang Zheng and Zhao Donghan, he understood that he was safe, and his heart couldn't help but feel relieved.

Ziwei covered her mouth, and an irrepressible shock appeared on the square Mu Ne's face.

They saw the corpse of the evil man, his head was convulsed, and judging by the twisted "delicate body", it was a woman.

This battle ...... It's so brutal.

They have been able to make up a thrilling and murderous battle in their brains.

At the juncture of life and death crisis, Luo Hong fought a bloody battle with the evil spirit, and finally achieved a counter-killing.

"What a domineering sword qi ......"

Fang Zheng took out the copper coin sword, felt the residual sword qi in the air, and took a deep breath.

"No wonder the red boy survived, it turned out that he had the inheritance of his predecessors ......"

"No wonder Luohong Gongzi dares to enter Heiyun Village alone, he is really chivalrous and courageous, righteous and thin, worthy of being a model of justice in Anping County!"

Fang Zheng sighed, put away the copper coin sword, and Mu Ne's face appeared respectful, and he arched his hand towards Luo Hong.

Luo Hong consumed a lot at the moment, and endured it with great willpower not to faint.

I heard Fang Zheng babble a lot.

Vaguely I only heard the adjectives "chivalrous and courageous", "righteous and thin", and "righteous example".

For a while, Luo Hong was short of breath and had a bad premonition.

He glared, looking at Fangzheng.

"You ......"

Luo Hong opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak, and his mind suffered a violent impact.

It was dark in front of him, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and fainted directly.

Luo Hong, who didn't faint in a bloody battle with the evil woman, fainted at this moment.

Luo Hong's faintness immediately caused a burst of exclamations.

Ziwei glared at Fang Zheng, and Zhao Donghan was fierce.

Fang Zheng's face became more and more wooden, and he faintly doubted life.

I...... What's going on?

I just praised the red boy......

Can't you boast?

Zhao Dong's eyes were red, full of anxiety, he didn't bother to pay attention to Fangzheng, picked up Luo Hong, and ran towards Anping County quickly.

......

Zhao Donghan hugged Luo Hong and ran back to Anping County from Heiyun Village in one go.

As an eight-rank martial arts cultivator, his strong qi and blood and physical strength make him tireless.

The soldiers guarding the city were frightened by Zhao Donghan's momentum and blocked the door to prevent them from entering.

Ziwei and Fang Zheng then floated in, took out the token, and asked the soldiers to open the city gate.

The two soldiers saw Luo Hong who had fainted in Zhao Donghan's arms, and looked at the dense wounds on Luo Hong's body and the white shirt that was dyed blood-colored, and immediately gasped.

Fang Fang was faceless, and quietly appeared behind the two soldiers.

"What you see tonight, Hugh will spread out. ”

The two guards were shocked and hurriedly waved their hands, saying that they did not dare.

Fang Zheng is the messenger of Dali Temple, how dare they provoke.

"Your Excellency...... What happened?"

A soldier couldn't help but be curious.

Looking at Luo Hong's appearance, could it be that the son of Luohong was subjected to inhuman abuse in Heiyun Village?

There is no misery for the red boy?!

The fire of gossip in their hearts is burning.

Founder didn't want to say it.

I'm afraid that tomorrow Anping County will spread some rumors that are not very good for Luo Honggongzi.

So after thinking about it, Fang Zheng looked at the two soldiers solemnly.

"From tonight onwards, there will be no more black cloud villages in the world. ”

Fang Zheng put his hands behind his back and looked at the east with a slight white fish belly, and a touch of depth and emotion appeared on Mu Ne's face.

"Falling Red Boy...... It's too strong. ”

The words fell.

The wind is under the feet of Fangzheng, and he floats away.

The two soldiers in front of the city gate looked at each other, speculating on Fang Zheng's words.

The more I think about it...... The more shocked my heart became.

Falling Red Boy...... One person to destroy the bandit village?!