The old man had a boy holding an umbrella, and the rainstorm smashed on the umbrella, splashing misty water.

Listening to Luo Hong, who was sitting in the rain curtain, asked with a smile like a flower.

The old man's originally smiling face full of furrows gradually became expressionless.

"The Son of Luo Rentu ......"

Wen Tianxing looked at Luo Hong, did not respond, just looked deeply.

This son, is there really only nine products?

Why did Luo Hong's smiling face give him an inexplicable palpitation at this moment.

He felt that it was better to erase this son at this moment, otherwise it would ...... In the future, this son will definitely become the prince's confidant.

Vaguely, on Luo Hong's body, he saw the Luo Ren Tu back then.

The figure of the ordinary man, who looked like a farmer, walked back step by step from the corpses of five thousand ironclad bearded people with a blood-dripping firewood knife.

Luo Feng was in a trance.

Looking at the messy and dilapidated courtyard atrium after the battle, I didn't know what to say.

He saw two corpses of Seventh-Rank Martial Cultivators, and with his eyesight, he naturally also saw the corpse of Wei Wuxian, who was already dead in the main hall of the house.

Two seven-rank martial arts cultivators, one seven-rank Taoist cultivator......

died in the hands of Luo Hong.

If it is said that it is the three seven products that Chen Tianxuan prepared for Luo Hong to solve, then it is still in the past.

However, in fact, in Anping County, Chen Tianxuan did not leave much behind, Luo Rentu took his children into hiding, hoping that his children would be safe and sound, and just wanted to be a mortal isolated from the rivers and lakes and temples.

Therefore, there is not much guardian power, otherwise, with the black armor army under the command of Luo Rentu, who would dare to send him to death?

There is only one Chen Tianxuan in the entire Anping County.

But that's enough.

Many second-class people didn't dare to enter the city, but only dared to use their means outside the city to try their best to involve Chen Tianxuan and buy time for the killers in the city.

However, these seven-rank killers seem to be ...... now They were all killed by Luo Hong!

As for Zhao Donghan, who was lying on the ground and half dead, Luo Feng still understood that most of the guards could not be counted on.

The entire Zhao Mansion fell into an eerie silence.

"Brother!"

The shouts that tore through the rain broke the eerie silence.

Luo Xiaoxiao rushed into the rain.

Although she hates Luo Hong's storytelling always moves her physically, Luo Hong is her only relative after all.

My mother died early, and my father disappeared mysteriously.

Luo Xiaoxin's only relative is Luo Hong.

The rain instantly washed Luo Xiaoxiao into a soup chicken, and the tears in the girl's eyes kept gushing out, mixed with the rain, looking a little pitiful and miserable.

The maidservant Red Sleeves hurriedly followed behind with an umbrella.

Luo Hong didn't look at Wen Tianxing, and turned his head to look at Luo Xiaoxiao.

"It's okay. ”

"Don't cry. ”

Luo Hong smiled and patted Luo Xiao's fleshy cheek.

Luo Xiaoxiao looked at the hideous wounds on Luo Hong's body, and cried even more sadly.

Her grief is not only that Luo Hong saved her from being injured, but also the sadness of being betrayed.

Zhao Yue is one of the few friends she can play with her, but now, she has harmed her, and even wants to use her to kill Luo Hong.

"What are you crying about? ”

Luo Hong said with a smile.

"Half the world wants our brothers and sisters to die. ”

"Then our brothers and sisters will not die, and they will be angry with them. ”

Luo Hong said, and actually laughed.

Luo Xiaoxiao looked at his laughing brother, and didn't know why, so he laughed.

The old man looked thoughtfully at the crazy brother and sister.

With his hands on his back, under the umbrella of the child, he held the stove and left the Zhao Mansion.

......

Steward Chen stood in a green coat in the rainstorm.

In cold blood.

He raised his head and looked at the raindrops falling from the sky, dissipating the qi around him.

Let the raindrops wash over his face.

The huge white Jiao roared the heavens and the earth, and there seemed to be thousands of sword qi like spring grass in the flat ground, and the spears that burst out like thunder were shattered, and the ice crystal arrows that fused with the heavens and the earth were also broken by the sword qi.

Steward Chen's hair turned white by a third.

On his cheeks, washed by the torrential rain, his closed eyes suddenly opened.

There was a surge of murder in his eyes.

The palm of the hand is pressed down sharply.

The bronze sword suspended around the body suddenly divided into four swords.

In the four directions of southeast, northwest, and northwest, it burst away at a rapid speed.

Four swords plunged into the earth.

Rumble!!!

The sound of a landslide surrounded Anping County, like a huge mountain peak collapsing and a sky building toppling.

Then the heavens and the earth were quiet.

Steward Chen carried his hands behind his back, and a green shirt was poured under the rain curtain, sticking to his body.

One step, the bronze ancient sword galloped and landed at his feet, a breath rushed out of thin air, evaporating and falling rain, and the green shirt seemed to be puffed up, constantly fluttering.

Chic like sitting in the sky, smiling at the sword fairy in the world.

Edgeworth pierced through the air like a meteor.

Fell before the Zhao Mansion.

It happened that the child was holding an umbrella and the old man was walking.

Steward Chen carried a rag, wrapped the bronze ancient sword little by little, and looked at the old man calmly.

"General Luo, I gave birth to a good son. ”

The old man said, "This is not a good thing. ”

Steward Chen curled his sword to himself.

"It's a pity that I'm here to protect him this time. The old man shook his head, smiled, and asked the little boy to walk forward with an umbrella and pass by Steward Chen.

Steward Chen rolled up the sword, turned his back to the old man, and carried the ancient sword on his back.

"So, next time...... Is it to kill my son-in-law?"

Steward Chen said lightly.

The words fell, and the heavens and the earth were silent.

Long.

The old man's voice floated in.

"It depends on the Luo family. ”

A small child held an umbrella, a small child supported the old man, and the figure gradually disappeared into the rain.

......

Outside Anping County.

Black shadows broke through the torrential rain and swept across at a rapid pace, as if to probe the outcome of the terrifying battle.

Oriental Yellow Ni Slope.

An old clay figure kept his posture of pouring wine, and a sword, piercing the throat of the gourd and the old man, nailed him to the ground.

North, open and flat.

A bearded man in a sheepskin fur maintained a posture of holding the bow with one foot and pulling the string with the other, and the rain continued to drip down the end of the delicate longbow.

And a sword, piercing through the heart, pierced the ground and tore out a riverbed.

Western.

The burly man was split in half along with the standing tree.

In the south, in the midst of the turbulent current, someone tread the waves and saw a lonely boat up and down.

And on the lonely boat, a sword nailed to death an evil cultivator wrapped in a black robe.

Everyone gasped, and the four second-grade masters ......

They were all nailed to death with a sword!

Everyone looked at Anping County with more and more jealousy.

Tsing Yi a sword.

It can stop all hosts.

......

Steward Chen carried the ancient sword on his back and stepped into the Zhao Mansion.

The torrential rain that had raged all night seemed to have finally begun to converge and turned into a drizzle of cow hair fluttering in the sky.

As far as the eye can see, there are corpses.

Steward Chen's face was calm, and he went all the way in.

Entering the atrium, Fang saw Luo Hong and Luo Xiaoxiao, who were drenched in soup.

Luo Feng, Ziwei and Fang Zheng saw Steward Chen, their faces were respectful, and they bowed down to say hello.

However, Steward Chen had a stinky face and ignored them.

He glanced at Zhao Donghan, who was lying in the water, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and then at Luo Hong, who was covered in injuries.

Steward Chen, who was a third of his head white, let out a breath.

It was as if he had aged many years in an instant.

Luo Xiaoxiao saw Steward Chen in a green shirt, pursed his lips, and was aggrieved.

"Uncle Chen!"

Luo Xiaoxiao ran out wildly, hugged Steward Chen's legs, and wiped her tears.

Luo Hong smiled at Steward Chen and nodded.

Steward Chen touched Luo's little head and said gently, "Childe, Miss, it's okay." ”

"Lao Chen is here to take you home. ”

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