"I think you should be very clear about whether it is true or not."

Xiaohuan's eyes were clear, and Mr. Luo looked at him and couldn't help but tremble.

That glance was not like the look of a girl who was ignorant of the world, but instead seemed to see through the worldly love, as if she had instantly looked into someone's heart and looked through all the dark thoughts.

Mr. Luo, who pretended to be tough, suddenly felt very confident and forced himself to maintain his calmness. However, there was already a fine sweat on both sides of his cheeks: "You, what do you want to say?"

Xiao Huan had a delicate face and said solemnly: "To be honest, we are here today for Mr. Ling. At first, I couldn't make a judgment at will; but after just seeing you, I had a conclusion in my heart - I think you and Mr. Ling are mostly blinded, and they don't know what they are doing, and what price they will pay for it!"

Mr. Luo looked ugly and held the seat handle with his hand. Because he tried too hard, conspicuous blue veins appeared on the back of his hand, and it was obvious that his heart was turbulent and difficult to calm down.

"Oh," Xiao Huan sighed when he saw his appearance, and said, "If you just suffer, we don't have to pay attention to it. But the 'blood evil power' that the young master is contaminated with is extraordinary. It is not a method of ordinary people. If you don't find out the whole story, you will be in trouble in the future. Mr. Luo, please let Mr. Ling come out and see him, otherwise he will be wasted by the 'blood evil power', and I'm afraid the disaster will be in front of you!"

"All your words are true? Cheng'er actually has his life worry?"

Faced with Mr. Luo's questioning, Xiaohuan was calmly silent.

She had just finished speaking if she was not right. If Mr. Luo still had to act alone and was unwilling to believe and cooperate, then Xiaohuan would choose to meet Mr. Luo on his own and see what the "blood evil power" that surprised the master.

"Okay, I believe you for now." Mr. Luo said this with a calm expression, and then his eyes flashed and he stared at Xiaohuan and the other two, "But there is one last question - what is the origin of you guys?"

Xiao Huan pondered for a moment, thinking that this matter could not be avoided, he told him bluntly: "The four of us are all under Qingyun's sect. This time, he was ordered by his master to go down the mountain to find out the conspiracy behind the 'blood evil power' of the Lord Ling!"

"Qing, Qingyun Sect?!"

"good."

Zheng ~

Accompanied by a sound of clear sword, Mr. Luo had not seen clearly what had happened, but he saw the girl in front of him gently wave her white palm, and suddenly a blue-handled fairy sword shining with fairy light appeared, which seemed to be spiritually circling around her.

Although the fairy sword was in the sheath, there was a faint spiritual light overflowing, reflecting the bright light in the hall, there was also a terrifying power, as heavy as a mountain, pressing on his heart, making people unable to help but hold their breath and stare at the fairy sword in a daze.

The servants of the Luo family who served on the side of the hall were also stunned by the incredible magical methods.

Mr. Luo stood stunned for a while, until Xiao Huan used a little trick to release the magic weapon and then put it in the "Qiankun Bag" that he came to his senses.

However, while shocked, he couldn't help but feel worried and vigilant.

——If Cheng'er really bears the evil curse as she said, and lets him come rashly, will he be harmed by these Qingyun Sect disciples who hate evil under the name of "eliminating evil spirits"?

Although Anji City is quite far from Qingyun Mountain, it is still in the same state.

Mr. Luo knew very well how famous Qingyun Sect was.

Xiaohuan's eyes rolled, and he keenly guessed Mr. Luo's thoughts, pretending to be displeased: "The only one who can help Master Ling is the only one! If you have any doubts, then we will leave on our own. Don't regret the last chance of Master Ling's life if you delay it."

Mr. Luo's heart skipped a beat. All kinds of measurements became less important in the face of the safety of his only beloved son. What's more, his beloved son, who has been gentle and kind since childhood, has become more and more courageous and fierce recently. A few days ago, he beat the gangsters who were selling hands on the street.

In the past, Mr. Luo was addicted to the appearance of his beloved son's health. He didn't think so much. He only said that his beloved son can dance with swords and guns, which is a manifestation of his weak illness and good health.

But now after hearing Xiao Huan's words, he was a little surprised and puzzled. After all, his beloved son's personality has changed a lot recently. When he meets him on weekdays, he sometimes cannot connect him with his beloved son in his memory, as if he has completely turned into another person.

The more he thought about it, the more nervous Mr. Luo became, and finally made a decision: "Come!"

A servant came forward and replied, "Master, please give me instructions!"

Mr. Luo said in a deep voice: "Go and invite the young master over."

The attendant said, "Yes!" and then bowed.

Soon, Xiaohuan and the four of them who felt the sharpness heard a series of steps from far to near. When the steps approached, the expression on Xiaohuan also became serious, because in her perception, there was an evil blood force rising into the sky as the steps approached!

"Dad, what's the matter that I have to call me over now? I wonder if I'm busy practicing?!"

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

With a blunt scolding, a young man with a vicious face turned out from behind the hall.

Mr. Luo frowned slightly. As Xiao Huan said before, he saw that his son was indeed not right. You should know that his beloved son was the most filial son, so why did he talk to him in a disobedient tone at this time?

At the same time, when the young man appeared, Xiao Huan and the other four also all looked at him.

If you don’t look at it, you will be shocked when you see them all, and you will be shocked. How did he do such a powerful and rich blood-demonic aura that he can accommodate with a mere mundane body and be as sane as usual?

After a closer look, Xiaohuan immediately discovered the clue.

The young man's seemingly unobstructed face was actually full of hostility, with a cold expression between his eyebrows, and a fearless indifference and ruthlessness. But in his eyes, there was also a kind of suppressed mania.

Obviously, the power of the blood evil spirit has long affected his spiritual intelligence!

When Mr. Luo saw that he was alone, he asked casually: "Why are you here alone? Fu'an? Why didn't he serve you back together?"

"Hmph!" the young man raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "That dog slave kept whining when I was practicing, which made me upset, so he gave me a lesson!"

Mr. Luo was stunned in disbelief: "You injured Fu'an?"

The young man said: "That's right."

Mr. Luo's heart sank and said angrily: "How can you do this? Fu'an grows up with you. Your relationship has never been the best. But he just came to ask you for it when I asked you, and you would hurt him?"

The young man sneered: "It's just a slave, what's the point?" Then his eyes turned, and when he met Xiaohuan's thoughtful gaze, his back chilled for no reason, and his soul was rising, as if he had encountered the most terrifying thing in the world, and he couldn't even keep his voice steady.

"hateful!"

"Dad, where did these women get them? Hurry up and drive them away!"

Mr. Luo said in surprise: "Cheng'er, what's wrong?"

The young man had a arrogant aura in his chest, but he could not compete with the instinctive fear reaction of his body. In just a moment, his face was startled and sweated coldly, and he slid down his face.

"Dad, stop talking, drive them away!"

"hateful!"

"Their aura makes me very, very annoying. I don't want to see them at all! Drive them away! - No, I can't drive them away, I should just kill them!"

The young man's panicked face suddenly turned, his eyes showed a sneer in a drowning manner, and he said the last words that made Mr. Luo scared.

Xiao Huan didn't care what he said at all, but stared at him for a long time, shook his head helplessly, turned around and bowed: "Uncle Master, I'm afraid you will have to work hard this time! The disciples are not good at learning skills, and they cannot guarantee that they will cut off the erosion of the 'blood evil power' without hurting their lives."

Qu Ying did not refuse and nodded, "Don't worry, leave it to me."

The ordinary people in the hall couldn't see Qu Ying's movements clearly, but they felt that there seemed to be a figure in front of them. Then there was a few slight muffled sounds. The young man who was shouting and grimly stopped, and then he seemed to lose his muscles and bones and collapsed into the ground like mud.

And Qu Ying had already returned to her seat, as if she had never left.

"Sir, please stay——" Mr. Luo's reaction was a step late, and he felt that something was wrong and he started to plead. The beloved son in front of him had already collapsed. He was stunned for a moment and stood up in panic and said in a hurry, "Damn, what did you do? What's wrong with my Cheng'er? Come on, come on!"

"If you really want to save him, don't intervene randomly!"

"There is a huge amount of 'blood-evil energy' in his belly. I don't know how you can bear it, but I know one thing very well. If he does not cut off the connection between his internal organs and mind, he will sooner or later lose his mind and become a bloodthirsty walking corpse who is easy to kill!"

Mr. Luo was shocked and saw Xiaohuan's hands forming a mysterious hand gesture, with divine light shining in his eyes, as if a banished immortal who was transcending to the world slowly approached.

"If you don't believe it, just take a look!"

With the wave of the little ring's hand technique, the light of the Taoist clear spirit penetrated into the eyebrows of Mr. Luo.

The man's spiritual platform is the center of his eyebrows, and Xiaohuan uses magic to open a temporary spiritual sense for him. Mr. Luo felt a fresh and comfortable coolness in his mind, and his mind was clear in an instant, as if he had taken off the years and returned to his youthful and vigorous energy.

The scene seen in the binocular vision has also changed from colorful to strange black and white colors.

Before he could understand this, he saw a terrifying blood-red evil aura that was so close to him that people could not avoid!

The evil spirits swelled up, gathering in a place that looked like the most terrifying evil in the legend!

Mr. Luo just glanced at it and was so scared that he was about to fall. He was supported by the servants behind him to avoid falling. In horror, he gradually came to his senses. A complex expression of shock and fear, and a sad and pity appeared on his old face, and he murmured: "You, are you Cheng'er? How could this be? Why is this? -"

The Little Ring Hand Technique kept changing, and every time it changed, a mysterious magic power would penetrate into the young man's abdomen. After a while, under the dense ban, the "blood evil power" that came from nowhere was sealed tightly. Mr. Luo's brief spiritual vision also disappeared, and the world returned to its original appearance.

"Immortal!"

Mr. Luo broke free from the servant's support, bent his knees and wanted to kneel down, "Please save Cheng'er, I, I am just such a child!"

However, Xiaohuan also refers to the help of the empty support, and uses the "Power of Things" to exert the power of the empty support, so that he can't kneel down at all.
Chapter completed!