Chapter 905 Night Whisper

The teenager who heard the words looked carefully at Hong Mo's face. He didn't see it clearly just now, but now he sees that it is exactly the same as the shadow his grandmother showed them. The teenager stopped struggling. Whether this person is red ink or not, they can't resist, and if it's really red ink, the struggle is even more meaningless.

Hong Mo let go of his hand, let the teenager get up, and then looked at the girl who was holding his friend over there.

"She's fine. She just had her clothes torn." Hong Mo opened his mouth, and the two girls were scared and terrled. In particular, the girl who was almost violated by ** grabbed her friend's arm even more. When Hongmo saw such a scene, he didn't even laugh at himself at all. When he saw the scene just now, fear was taken for granted.

"Are you really Lord Hongmo?" The teenager got up and asked seriously.

Hongmo did not answer, and stretched out his right hand. From [Spirit Binding • Five Belt Light Prison], [Spirit Binding · Five Pillars Big Light Prison], to [Spirit Binding · Five-way Great Forbidden], more than a dozen consecutive binding spiritual skills to comprehensive seal binding spiritual skills, all fell from Hong Mo's hands.

The teenager who just stood up has fully endured these bondage spiritual skills. At the beginning, the five-band light prison in front of him are just shackles, which will not put any pressure on him. When it comes to the several bondage spiritual skills in the back, he has long been lying on the ground again, and when the last five-way forbidden fell, the whole The ground was all short, and the teenager was lying on the ground, and even the flow of blood seemed to have completely stopped.

After doing all this, Hong Mo waved his hand, and all these spiritual skills simulated by spiritual power disappeared in an instant. If it weren't for the residual sluggishness of the whole body, everyone would have thought it was an illusion.

"I don't have any other way to prove my identity. I guess you don't know me. However, judging from the techniques you just used, you must know these spiritual skills of the Red Devil Hall. I have used the binding spiritual skills, from the simplest to the most complex. Hong Mo said, and at the same time, a spirit fell on the teenager.

"Well, I know. The grandmother in front of me has taught me, but I haven't seen the one in the back." After the spirit of red ink fell on his body, the teenager suddenly felt a shock before he had the strength to stand up again and then answered.

"What's your grandmother's name?"

"You Qianling."

"Oh, it's her, Xiao Ling." Hongmo nodded. Isn't You Qianling the official name of Xiaoling? The little star Xiaoling brother and sister who had a close relationship with the Red Devil Hall at the beginning.

"You are her descendants. No wonder you know these spiritual skills. I won't go to see her. You go." Hong Mo said. Although he learned that he was a descendant of Xiaoling, Hongmo was not interested in meeting the two. After all, there was nothing to say when they met. In the future, the Red Devil Hall did not know what kind of enemies it would face. It was better not to involve them.

"Wait." Just as Hong Mo turned around, the girl suddenly stopped Hong Mo.

"What else?"

"Those people just now." The girl suppressed the fear in her heart and said tremblingly.

"Dead."

"Why, why did you kill them?"

"Because I saw it, unfortunately I just need some materials." Hongmo can estimate what this girl will say. A sense of justice, I think I also had it at the beginning, but the more I grow up, the more I don't know where this kind of thing has been lost. Hongmo looked at the girl and suddenly thought helplessly, whether everyone would change like this, the price of growth.

"Kill them just because of this?"

"Of course." Hongmo suddenly didn't want to say anything more to the girl and disappeared directly to the same place. I guess I want to say that the crime is not to death. The means are too cruel or something... Although I know that even if I hear it, I won't take it to my heart, Hongmo doesn't want to be preached, let alone such a girl.

"Give up, Xiaoxian." The teenager stopped his sister from saying anything.

"But it's my brother." Xiaoxian originally wanted to argue, but when she saw her brother shaking his head in silence, she couldn't help holding the words in her mouth.

"Let's go. I guess the movement here will attract others soon. Don't bother the family." The teenager said, came to the two of them, took off his wrinkled clothes and put them on the little beauty.

"I have reminded you a long time ago that the guy Guangyi is fooling outside. You don't believe it. The girl in love is blind to death." As the teenager spoke, he put his clothes on Xiaomei's body. At this time, Xiaomei seemed to be too excited and looked a little stupid. After the clothes fell on her body, she came to her senses.

"Yuki Hirakawa...!"

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"Brother, are you really going to see your grandmother?" After Xiaoxian saw that her friend had fallen asleep, she found her brother.

"Of course, whether that person is red ink or not, you must tell your grandmother." Pingchuan nodded. Is she all right?" Hirakawa looked at the next door.

"For good, I haven't been violated, but I guess I'm scared, so I'm very weak."

"Go and have a rest, too."

"Brother, is that man really Lord Hongmo?" Xiaoxian asked.

"How do I know? I haven't seen it, but you have seen those binding spiritual skills. They are so powerful that I finally feel that even the flow of blood is imprisoned. And didn't you find that he just stretched out his right hand, and those spiritual skills appeared one after another..." The two talked for a while, and then Xiaoxian went back to her room to sleep.

Hirakawa was lying with his head in his arms, looking out of the window, and the scene of Hong Mo's action repeatedly appeared in his mind.

"Xiaoxian, who are you and your brother, and the one who is called Lord Hongmo?" Xiaoxian just came back to the room and found that Xiaomei was looking at herself with her eyes wide open.

"Xiaomei, you didn't sleep."

"How can I fall asleep and have experienced so many things?" Xiaomei smiled bitterly. Usually, you always say that you look like a young lady, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful.

"I'm not good at it. It's my brother who is awesome..." Xiaoxian just said half a word. Thinking of her brother's inability to resist in front of the red ink, she couldn't help but be silent. And Xiaomei obviously recalled the amazing scene and fell into silence. There were also several people in Guangyi who struggled to be pulled into the dark coffin, and their faces, which were originally full of desire and evil thoughts, turned into panic and distortion in an instant...

"Xiao Xian, what kind of lady of a big family are you? Usually people guess like this, but in addition to your good temperament, you don't seem to be different, so everyone hasn't confirmed it." Xiaomei's body trembled slightly when she thought of the man in black feather weaving, and couldn't help looking for some topics to distract her attention.

"No, it's just a small family."

"But you and your brother are so powerful. Although they are a little worse than that red ink, they are much stronger than ordinary people. And your temperament is not comparable to that of our classmates..."

"No, I'm telling the truth. The Pingchuan family is really just a small family, but when I was ten years old, I lived with my grandmother for a period of time and learned something about etiquette..."

"Are your movements etiquette? Why have I never seen it? The movements of the lady in the next class are not as elegant as yours." I don't know if Xiaomei is trying to divert her attention or is really interested. Xiaoxian saw that her friend was in good spirits and was not frightened or haggard after that kind of thing, so she said a few more words.

"Action, hehehe." Xiaoxian smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. I remember my grandmother said that when she was young, she lived in the Red Devil Hall for a period of time. The real etiquette and momentum do not need that kind of deliberate pretentiousness, but a kind of inner self. Among all the people she has met, only one can be called a young lady. And what I learned from my grandmother is just what my grandmother saw in the Red Devil Hall. Xiaoxian said.

"Only one? Who is it?"

"Remilia Red Scaret." Xiaoxian was silent for a while and said the name.

"Remilia... I seem to have seen the name somewhere."

"Is that so?" Xiaoxian didn't explain. Although the Red Devil's Hall has never appeared on the gem star, there are not many things left. It is not surprising to occasionally hear or see the name from some ancient books.

"I remember that on a map in my house, the indination is Remilia Red Scarlett. My father also said that this was a treasure map, which hides the world's largest secret treasure. At that time, I took my partner to look for it, but I only went around the back mountain at home for two times and came back. How could that kind of nonsensical treasure exist..." Xiaomei suddenly said.

"Is it true?" I think of the name I heard from Xiaoxian.

"I don't know." Xiaoxian shook her head.

"Can I meet your grandmother with you? Maybe I can get some news." Xiaomei suddenly felt that the so-called treasure map was likely to be her turning point.

"...all right!" Xiaoxian thought that maybe her grandmother would ask more things. After all, Xiaomei is the person involved, and there is nothing she can't take with her.

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"Is she disappointed in love?" Hirakawa looked at the high-spirited Xiaomei there and couldn't understand it at all. It's like a girl who was cheated by her boyfriend, almost gang-raped by several so-called 'friends', and then saw several people killed with her own eyes... Should she have an expression?

"Xiaomei has always been so cheerful."

"That's a big strip..." Yuki Hirakawa didn't bother to say anything. Isn't it better for my sister's friend to look like she's going to die?