"Old Master!"
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the group of War Slaves turned red.
Their master had instructed them before departing to protect Old Master Luo at all costs.
The latter’s body was in the midst of recuperation and should not be recklessly disturbed.
If these people were to harm Old Master Luo, how could they have the face to meet their master again? They might as well kill themselves!
"Boom!"
The few Martial Marquis Realm powerhouses entangled with the Hu Mang Guards, disregarding their injuries, took a hit and withdrew from the battle, rushing towards the courtyard where Old Master Luo was.
However, it was too late!
They watched helplessly as Fei Ji’s confidants broke into Old Master Luo’s courtyard.
Just then, "Boom!"
A blood-red figure, like a red lightning bolt cutting through the dark night, swooshed from the sky, landing in front of Fei Ji’s confidants and kicked the lead person out with a stomp of the foot.
The next second, a pure black light erupted.
In the night’s glow, this pure black light was like the casually swinging scythe of the grim reaper, tracing a chilling and murderous arc through the air.
"Swoosh!"
In an instant, blood splattered out, dyeing the dark night embellished by the moonlight’s blade brilliance into a deep crimson.
"Kill them all, spare none!"
After slicing through the throats of the two Fei Ji confidants who were following closely behind, trying to break into Old Master Luo’s room, Luo Qingtong stood at the entrance of Old Master Luo’s room with the Death Blade in hand.
Her eyes, behind the Rashamon Ghost Mask, were deep and ice-cold.
Midnight, when a hundred ghosts roam!
She was the greatest devil in this world!
How dare they move against her grandfather!
Luo Qingtong’s eyes glittered with an extreme and sharp bloodlust.
It was too close; these people were about to break in!


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