Chapter five hundred and thirty sixth blood robe old man
This ice crystal flying sword is a gadget that Luo Hong refined while studying the ice on Huashen Peak.
Although its spiritual energy fluctuations are only as high as those of top-level magic weapons, due to its special material, the power of ice is very strong. Even low-level magic weapons will be damaged by the extremely cold air if they are hit by it.
Of course, even ordinary Yuanying monks cannot see this.
With a casual move, the ice crystal sword shot back, hanging on Luo Hong's chest, pointing directly at the short and thin man who was entangled.
As the ice crystal sword was pulled out, many cracks suddenly appeared in the ice that sealed the tall man.
There were just a few crisp sounds of "crack", and the blue and transparent ice shattered to the ground together with the tall man's body. Now he was the corpse king, and he could not die anymore.
"Miss Gong, come and see if you recognize this guy?"
Hearing Luo Hong calling him, Gong Xuehua blinked his round eyes and took steps stiffly.
"Ah...here he comes."
Lu Zhu also followed her lady out of the restaurant. After finally taking her eyes away from the broken ice on the ground, she couldn't help but shudder.
Haha, Mr. Luo should not be a grudge-bearing person, ugh... he must be!
"These two demon cultivators have been ambushing us since we entered the restaurant.
Miss Gong, do you know their origins?"
Luo Hong reached out and took a shot, then pulled the short and thin man ten feet away to him.
"I haven't seen him before. He shouldn't be from the Fang family."
Gong Xuehua frowned and recognized it for a moment, then shook his head and said.
"Oh, seeing as he has no intention of confessing, let's kill him."
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Hong urged the water snake to strangle it hard.
"Wow!" The short and thin man suddenly heard the sound of bone dislocation in his body. The pain made him scream loudly and said hurriedly:
"What do you want to know? Just ask!"
"Who sent you here? Why do you want to assassinate us?"
Gong Xuehua was afraid that Luo Hong would kill the short and thin man if he was upset, so he asked immediately.
"I am an inner disciple of the Blood Weeping Sect, and my uncle is the foundation-building protector of the sect. If you kill...ah!"
Halfway through the words, a small fireball caught the short and thin man's eyes. He only had time to scream before turning into ashes.
"Humph, the answer is not what the question was asked, so what use do you have!"
After Luo Hong said something coldly, he stretched out his hand to pick up the dagger, glanced at it casually, and put it into his storage bag.
"This... Mr. Luo, shouldn't we interrogate this guy?"
Gong Xuehua was startled by Luo Hong's murderous behavior and asked in a low voice, worried.
Although she had participated in trials and competitions arranged by her family, she had never actually killed anyone, let alone wiped out the body and soul as cleanly and neatly as Luo Hong.
"Didn't he already say that he is a disciple of the Blood Weeping Sect? Obviously the relationship between the Fang family and the Blood Weeping Sect is closer than you thought before.
Luo estimates that when the Wuyuan Mountains are opened, the four families will face the elite disciples of the Blood Weeping Sect."
Luo Hong chuckled as he rummaged through their storage bags.
"How could it be! Since Patriarch Fang has returned to Liaozhou, he has left the Blood Weeping Sect, so how can he still get so much support from the Blood Weeping Sect?"
Gong Xuehua couldn't believe it for a moment, but he had to admit that this was the truth.
"Don't be afraid, young lady. With Mr. Luo here, I believe you can get through this difficulty!
Mr. Luo, you can’t bear to have my young lady get hurt, right?”
Although Lu Zhu was young, her reaction was much faster than Gong Xuehua's. She knew that the most important thing at this time was to hold Luo Hong's thigh tightly.
After calming down, Gong Xuehua looked at Luo Hong solemnly and said:
"Master Luo, although I dare not agree to your conditions 100%, I will definitely try my best to fight for you in the family. Please help me, Master Luo!"
"Well, as long as you say this.
It’s getting late, you should go back and rest early, set off early tomorrow, and try to reach Xin’an as soon as possible.”
After saying that, Luo Hong walked towards his residence.
"Ah, Mr. Luo, don't you live with the lady?" Lu Zhu said in surprise.
"Lvzhu, what are you talking about?"
Gong Xuehua's face turned red, and she pinched Lu Zhu's face in shame and anger.
"But...but, what if there are assassins?"
Luzhu hesitated and said worriedly.
"Haha, don't worry about this, Luo has his own way of investigating.
But if Miss Gong can’t believe it, Luo won’t be able to make a sacrifice.”
Luo Hong moved over and looked at Gong Xuehua. Although he was as beautiful as a flower, he was obviously not as good as Yuan Yao and the others, so he was joking for a moment.
"Young Master Luo, there is no need to be embarrassed. The little girl thinks that she has no ability to save her life."
Gong Xuehua patted the jade pendant on her waist with some dissatisfaction, and a spiritual shield immediately protected her.
"That's all. Farewell."
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Hong turned around and left, arriving at his residence soon after.
After placing a ban in the room, Luo Hong released the short and thin man's soul that he had secretly collected.
I saw a green ball of light floating in the air, and the panicked voice of a short and thin man came from it.
"Don't... don't destroy my soul. If you ask me again, I will answer it well! I will!"
"Hey, no need. It's more convenient for Luo to come and see by himself."
Luo Hong sneered and used the Soul Searching Technique without hesitation.
Suddenly, in the pitiful screams of the short and thin man, everything he knew was revealed by Luo Hong.
Luo Hong did not hope that a Qi Refining disciple would know the plans of the Supreme Elder of the Blood Weeping Sect. He just wanted to understand the power and methods of the Blood Weeping Sect.
Unexpectedly, Luo Hong actually got some clues in his memory and remembered several suspicious faces.
...
Just as Luo Hong was killing the two short and thin men, thousands of miles away in the Fang family's mansion, an evil old man covered in blood robes was wantonly procuring a female foundation-building cultivator.
Below him, the head of the Fang family and another alchemy cultivator were bowing their heads and standing respectfully aside.
I don’t know what kind of evil spell the old man in blood robe cast. Although the female cultivator who had been harvested had blood-colored light spots floating out of her seven orifices, gathering into several "blood-colored streamers" and flying into the old man’s mouth, her face was actually covered with blood.
With a look of enjoyment, he didn't even notice that his blood essence was being seriously lost.
Suddenly, two crisp sounds of "click" came from the body of the Danjie Elder of the Blood Weeping Sect, which immediately attracted the attention of the blood-robed old man.
As if his interest was disturbed, the old man in blood-robed breath suddenly sucked out all the essence and blood left in the foundation-building female cultivator's body.
Immediately, he threw away the mummy in his arms and asked in a deep voice with an unhappy expression:
"What's going on? What's wrong?"
When the fat-headed and big-eared Elder Jiedan heard this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He reached into his arms and wiped out two broken soul tablets.