Chapter 25: ?There is no Black Cloud Village in the world

　　 Zi Wei and Fang Zheng from Dali Temple have very ugly faces.
　　 They have always been guarding against evil spirits, but they didn't expect that evil spirits' hands were silent...
　　 "Evil monster? How could it be evil?!"
　　 Zhao Donghan's eyes were red and his whole body was cold.
　　 The name of the evil monster, he had heard about it a long time ago. Looking at the tragedy of the entire Heiyun Village, Zhao Donghan seemed to be able to predict the terrible situation of the son.
　　Once the evil erupts, there will never be alive.
　　 Those wicked, distorted personalities and ruthless methods cannot be overcome by common sense.
　　 The three of them quickly jumped down from the earth building and entered the Heiyun Village, pungent and bloody, but they didn't care about it.
　　 "It stands to reason that Di Yun, the master of Heiyun Village, is a martial cultivator in the 8-Rank Iron Bone Realm. Even if it is evil, it is impossible to kill him silently."
　　 Fang Zheng said with a cold face, analyzing.
　　 Ziwei and Zhao Donghan ignored him, making Fang Zheng feel a little embarrassed.
　　 The figures of the three swiftly swept across, constantly rushing towards the village, one after another corpses, making their hearts sink more and more to the bottom.
　　 The creator of this "evil" is really cruel.
　　 And Zhao Donghan was almost on the verge of going crazy, feeling that every step he took was suffering.
　　 "If something happens to the son...how should I explain to the adults? I am a sinner! Sinner in Luofu!"
　　 Zhao Donghan blames himself extremely.
　　 He should take "Blood Blood Pill" early to wipe out the Heiyun Village. Even if the evil is hidden, it will be exposed early, and the son will not have trouble.
"Snapped!"
　　 Zhao Donghan slapped himself sharply, his cheeks swollen high.
　　 Yuehua is cold.
　　 In the entire Heiyun Village, the wind is still whistling.
　　 The flames in the brazier were extinguished by the yin wind, and a biting chill spread.
　　The water reflected the moon, making the entire cottage extremely strange.
　　 The three Zhao Donghan quickly arrived at the gathering space in the cottage.
　　 The corpses were stacked, and the smell of blood hit the nasal cavity.
　　 Zhao Donghan's eyes shrunk, and he saw Di Shan sitting on the tiger leather chair with a horizontal knife.
　　 It's just that Di Shan was beheaded, even if he died, the energy and blood of an eighth stage iron bone realm martial artist would still be strong.
　　 "Eight-Rank Wu Xiu Di Shan... is dead."
"Silent death, it seems that there are two possibilities for this evil cultivator, one is the eighth-rank evil cultivation, and it has been deployed for many days... the other is the seventh-rank evil cultivation, but no matter which one, Luohong The sons are all fierce and lucky."
　　 "Those slaughter cases around Anping County may also have been done by this evil monster."
　　 Fang Zheng and Zi Wei also saw Di Shan's body on the tiger-skin chair, and they were a little sighed for a while.
　　 New clues appeared in the evil killing village case, but... they were not happy.
　　 "The son!"
　　 Suddenly, Zhao Donghan let out a low growl.
　　 Ziwei and Fang Zheng's minds immediately moved away from Di Shan's body.
　　 At this look, it was dumbfounded.
　　 The death of an eighth-rank martial artist caught their attention, but they didn't see it. In the sea of ​​blood, a figure sitting in a daze looking at a token.
　　 That figure... the white shirt was stained with blood, and his face was pale.
　　 Under the shining of the moon, the uncontrollable positive yang energy on the opponent's body transpired, seeming to echo the moon, radiant, as if...
　　 The figure held a black token in his hand, as if he heard the call, slowly turned his head, a familiar and tired face jumped into the eyes of Zi Wei, Fang Zheng, and Zhao Donghan.
　　 is Luo Hong.
　　 Luo Hong saw a familiar figure, his pale and bloodless face showed a smile.
　　 Under the energetic positive sun, his smile of relief, like a spring breeze, like a warm winter sun, actually dispelled the gloom in the Heiyun Village.
　　 Founder and Zi Wei were stunned.
　　 Young Master Luo Hong... is still stubbornly alive!
　　 Zhao Donghan's eyes were red in an instant, and he whizzed out quickly.
　　咚!
　　 Kneeled on one knee and slid directly in front of Luo Hong.
　　 "The son! It's too late to come down!"
　　 Zhao Donghan looked at Luo Hong's wounds, the scars on his face trembled, and he blamed himself extremely. He was fortunate, annoyed, and even more afraid.
　　If the son dies, what should he... do?
　　 However, at the same time, his heart was filled with infinite shock.
　　 Zhao Donghan looked at the sword marks cut out from the ground around him, and the sword energy that was not dispersed in the air...
　　 Can imagine how tragic the battle that broke out here before!
　　 Luo Hong endured the severe pain and almost fainted head, seeing the three of Zi Wei, Fang Zheng and Zhao Donghan, he understood that he was safe, and his heart was relieved.
　　 Ziwei covered her mouth, and there was an uncontrollable shock on Fang Zheng's dull face.
　　 They saw the evil person's body, his head was blown up, judging from the twisted "female body", it was a woman.
　　 This battle... is too cruel.
　　 They have been able to make up for a thrilling and brutal battle.
　　 Luo Hong and the crisis of life and death, he fought battles with evil spirits, and finally realized the anti-kill.
　　 "So domineering sword spirit..."
　　 Fang Zheng took out the copper coin sword, feeling the remaining sword aura in the air, and took a deep breath.
　　 "It's no wonder that Young Master Luo Hong can survive, because it was inherited from the predecessors..."
　　 "It's no wonder that Young Master Luohong dared to enter the Heiyun Village alone, and he is really brave and righteous, and he is worthy of an example of justice in Anping County!"
　　 Fangzheng sighed, putting away the coin sword, showing respect on his dull face, and bowed his hand towards Luo Hong.
　　 Luo Hong consumes a lot at this moment, with great willpower to endure not fainting.
　　 heard Fang Zheng talk a lot.
　　 faintly heard the adjectives "chivalrous and righteous", "righteousness is thin," and "justice example".
　　 For a while, Luo Hong was short of breath, with a bad feeling.
　　 He stared at Fang Zheng.
"you……"
　　 Luo Hong opened his mouth, but, unable to speak, his mind was severely impacted.
　　 His eyes went dark, and he finally couldn't hold it, so he fainted.
　　 Luo Hong, who had not fainted in a battle with the evil woman, was fainted at this moment.
　　 Luo Hong's dizziness caused a burst of exclamation.
　　 Ziwei glared at Fang Zheng, Zhao Donghan's ferocity was revealed.
　　 Fang Zheng's face became more and more dull, and he slightly doubted life.
　　 I... what did you do?
　　 I just praised the fallen boy red...
　　 What? Can't praise?
　　 Zhao Donghong stared, full of anxiety, too lazy to pay attention to Fang Zheng, hugged Luo Hong horizontally, and rushed towards Anping County.
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　　 Zhao Donghan hugs Luo Hong, UU reading www. uukanshu.com ran back to Anping County from Heiyun Village in one go.
　　 As an eighth-rank martial artist, his strong vitality and physical strength made him tireless.
　　 The soldiers guarding the city were frightened by Zhao Donghan's aura and blocked the door to not let in.
　　 Ziwei and Fang Zheng then drifted over, took out the token, and Fang let the soldiers open the gate.
　　 The two soldiers saw Luo Hong who had fainted in Zhao Donghan's arms, looked at the dense wounds on Luo Hong's body and the blood-stained white shirt, and took a breath.
The front of 　　 was muted and silently appeared behind the two soldiers.
　　 "What I saw tonight, I will pass it on."
　　 The two guards were shocked, and waved their hands quickly, saying they dare not.
　　 Fangzheng is the messenger of Dali Temple, how dare they provoke him.
　　 "My lord... what happened?"
　　 A soldier can't help being curious.
　　Looking at Luo Hong's appearance, could it be that Young Master Luo Hong was subjected to inhuman abuse in Heiyun Village?
　　 There is no misfortune for Young Master Luo Hong? !
　　 The gossip fire in their hearts is burning.
　　 Founder did not want to say.
　　 I'm afraid that tomorrow Anping County will spread some rumors that are not good for Lord Luohong.
　　 So after thinking about it, Fang Zheng looked dumbly and solemnly at the two soldiers.
　　 "From tonight, there will be no Black Cloud Village in the world."
　　 Fang was holding his hands on his back, looking at the slightly white east, a touch of deep and emotion appeared on his dull face.
　　 "Master Luo Hong...too strong."
　　 The words fall.
　　 The wind was blowing under Fang's feet, and he drifted away.
　　 The two soldiers in front of the city gate looked at each other, conjecturing Fang Zheng's words.
　　 The more I think about it... the more shocked my heart is.
　　 Young Master Luo Hong... Kill the bandit village by one person? !