When the king looked around, a small piece of broken silver was embedded in the bluestone slab under his feet.

"On the ground are two taels of silver. It was compensation for me who accidentally beat these two men to cripple after beating them up. ”

"You're Lu Hongyu, you're not dead!" Wang Zhutou finally reacted. Two taels of silver, isn't it the silver that Lu Hongyu paid for after he was disabled?

"Lu Hongyu is dead!" Lu Hongyu sneered, "Don't you men always like to talk about red faces and bad water?

"Red Rain?"

When the onlookers were puzzled, the red rain moved.

Before today, Sun Jian had always thought that bloody wind and rain were adjectives.

But after Hongyu shook out a blood-colored soft whip from his sleeve, Sun Jian saw that the already painful numb eyes in the two beaches on the ground finally lost their expression. The flesh was carried by the whip, scattering into a sky of blood in the air.

"Xiaoyao Hou! Definitely Xiaoyao Hou!" In Sun Jian's cognition, except for Xiaoyao Hou, no one can use his body to turn into such a whip. This whip, clearly poking out from Hongyu's arm, is like a flesh-and-blood thing, how similar is it to the description of Xiaoyaohou?

In broad daylight, when people were killed on the street, it was still two people who were killed, and Wang Zhutou couldn't let it go anyway.

"Surround her, can't let her run-"

Before the word "has" could be spoken, Hongyu's blood whip smashed on Wang Zhutou's heavenly spirit, and Wang Zhutou's head collapsed like a piece of skin jelly that had been gnawed by a child.

This move made Sun Jian frightened. Sun Jian was conceited, and asked himself that there were only a few people who could beat him alone.

When it comes to weapons, soft whips are often extremely effortless and difficult to control if they want to attack, and users tend to focus on change, mostly used to trap people rather than kill people.

But this red rain, the long soft whip is not only like the fingers of the arm, but the internal force is extremely condensed, and the power is amazing. Wang Zhutou is also a second-rate top quasi-first-class figure on the rivers and lakes, but he can't even walk in person, and his head is smashed to pieces.

Sun Jian looked at this woman's whip shadow, and felt that even if it was himself, he might only have the ability to parry and not the power to fight back.

"Old Lu, where did your daughter learn kung fu before?"

"No, the little girl has loved calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and she hates dancing with guns and sticks the most...... Recalling his daughter's appearance, Grandpa Lu only felt that the woman in front of him was really strange.

"Do you want to help her?" Sun Jian, a supporter of the so-called "old man" order, is very happy to hear about this kind of thing as causing trouble to the imperial court.

But what happened next made him completely extinguish this thought.

As soon as Wang Zhutou died, the crowd seemed to realize that this woman was a bad star they couldn't provoke, and the encirclement instantly became loose, and it was clear that they were not going to stop the red rain, so they almost shouted "Farewell woman, please go over there".

However, Hongyu ignored the encirclement of the crowd, and snorted coldly: "Men deserve to die!"

The voice fell, and everyone quickly changed color in unison!

In an instant, the blood whip in Hongyu's hand was like a spirit snake, quickly rushing to the front of the four fast catchers, drilling into everyone's hearts, drilling out of their backs, and skewering the four people into a string!

At this moment, Sun Jian, who had always thought that he was bold, was afraid.

This woman's martial arts are too weird, and this woman's attitude is too paranoid!

What's even more terrifying is that there seems to be some toxin on the whip, and Wang Zhutou, who has fallen to the ground just now, has turned into a puddle of flesh like a molten wax figure. And the four catches in front of him, Ye Wei's red rain blood whip shook and flicked, and it became a rain of blood!

Crackling -

The sound of blood hitting people's faces seemed to announce that a massacre was about to begin.

"Run!"

Panic spread, and people on the streets of Luoyang began to flee frantically.

Sun Jian, who has shown his martial arts all the year round, and his body is always as straight as a javelin when he walks, sits and sleeps, has become the most abrupt existence on the streets of Luoyang because he has not retreated.

Sun Jian stared at the whip in Hongyu's hand, and the thought of running away would not appear in his mind at all. Even if Hongyu says that all men deserve to die, and he is a man who is like a fake.

Sun Jian forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted, "Come on, kill me!"

"If you have a little courage, I will fulfill you!" Hongyu turned to Sun Jian as if he had seen something interesting.

Sun Jian only felt a red shadow flash in front of him!

"Where is the whip?" The sword was still in its sheath, and the person did not move at all, and Sun Jian felt that he had stepped into the ghost gate with one foot!

Before Sun Jian could make a single move, the whole person had already been tied up with a whip. The feeling of the whip being tied to his body was as if he had been severely restrained by the arms of a group of women who had practiced silk winding. What's even more terrifying is that this whip is covered with barbs, and as the force on the whip grows stronger, it begins to take root as if it were in its own flesh.

"No! It's not a barb! It's her internal strength that is weird!" Sun Jian felt that his strength was getting weaker and weaker, as if his internal force had been absorbed by the other party along with his life.

"It's over......" When the whip head appeared in front of him, Sun Jian, who had become cross-eyed, finally despaired. Because he saw clearly the whip head of the blood whip, where was the whip head, it was clearly a woman's index finger. The nail on this finger was sharp, and it was firmly pointed towards the center of his eyebrow.

"Daughter, don't!"

"Old Lu?" A glimmer of hope suddenly rose in Sun Jian's heart, it turned out that when everyone ran away, Lao Lu still didn't leave.

Hongyu's movements paused, and Lao Lu hurriedly said: "He is the son of the old man, and he is the benefactor I invited to help you avenge!"

"Uncle, is it the old man who you have always been afraid of him, and would rather believe in the yamen than believe in him?" Hongyu sneered, "Besides, don't you think he came too late?"

"Daughter! If you want to blame your father, blame your father! It's your father who didn't protect you!"

The coffin shop Lao Lu's mood finally collapsed: "It's all to blame for me for only teaching you to be poor and rich since I was a child, making you think that everyone in the city has quality, and I didn't tell you that a bastard is a bastard, even if someone in the family is an official and has a few stinky money, he is still a bastard!"

"I shouldn't have gone to my uncle to help you get revenge and leave you at home! I should have taken you with me, no, I should have guarded you and taken care of you! It's all Daddy's fault......

"Get out!" Hongyu looked at Lao Lu, blood and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and the stretched blood-colored tentacles pointed at him, but they never fell.

Lao Lu did not leave, but persuaded his daughter: "Xiaoyu, you have practiced magic skills and avenged yourself, this is a great joy! Dad is happy for you!"