Thinking of this, he turned around abruptly and shouted Hongfu twice behind the screen, Hongfu, I want to ask Hongfu what is going on.

Hong Fu is an old servant who has followed him for many years, first serving his father, and then following him, although he is a servant, Hong Hui has always regarded him as an elder.

After the shouting, Hong Fu did not respond.

Although Hong Fu is old, his ears and eyes are still dexterous, and every time he hears his call, he will always rush over as soon as possible.

But now, ......

Thinking of this, Hong Hui secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly ran behind the screen, and then found that there, not only Hong Fu, but also more than 80 maids and servants up and down the Hongmen, all fell there in a mess, with a hideous expression on their faces, as if they were terrified.

Their deaths were terrifying, and the expression of their wide-eyed swelling was more bewildered and confused than fearful, as if they didn't believe that this man would kill them.

This, this, who did this?

Hong Hui slammed his fist on the pillar, and it was accompanied by the thunder that came from mid-air, like the wail of the souls of these unjustly killed servants.

He staggered out of the screen, to the backyard, and stepped out of the threshold.

Although he didn't know who killed these people, he knew that something had happened to Hongmen.

And these changes happened under his nose, he didn't hear any movement, I am afraid that there is only one person who can have such skills, the immortal phoenix.

Hong Hui suddenly felt a little dizzy.

He clenched his fists so loudly that he said angrily: No...... Die...... Feng ...... Huang......

He picked up the lightning knife enshrined on the table, held it in his hand, as if an old friend was reunited, stroked the handle of the knife, and his brows condensed into a deep "Chuan" character.

Old friend, I had planned to stop using you, but now, you have to come back to the world.

He held the knife in one hand, hidden behind his elbow, and planned to go to the front hall to see what was going on, to see what kind of person that immortal phoenix was, and why the methods were so vicious?

As soon as his feet stepped outside the door, the bluestone slab crackled by the night rain, he saw several people suddenly enter.

It was neither that it did not come in, nor did it run in, but flew in, like a waterfall rushing down from a high mountain, and it flew in at once, and then, with a few pops, it landed in front of Hong Hui.

At this moment, he saw clearly that the few people who flew in were his three most proud disciples, Zhu Ji, Wei Shan and Sheng Tang.

They were thrown in by someone, like a fishing boat that was easily thrown up by huge waves on a typhoon day, poof, poof, poof, three sounds, falling on the bluestone slab steps in front of Hong Hui, smashing the sewage piled up on the ground and setting off a huge splash.

After the body fell, the three people suddenly stepped forward and protruded a mouthful of blood.

The three of them were slapped in the face.

In the rivers and lakes, after experiencing so many winds and waves, Hong Hui had already taken everything indifferently, and even when he heard the death of his only daughter Hong Liu, he was still as calm as a tombstone.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden indescribable tremor in his heart.

Then, with a thunderbolt, he saw a man walk in, wrapped in a huge black robe.

Although he didn't have any rain gear with him, the pouring rain above his head didn't fall on him.

When the rain fell from mid-air, it seemed to fall on an invisible glass cover, and it scattered in all directions before it could reach his body.

The huge black robe covered his face, his limbs, and even his movements as he walked.

However, it couldn't hide the strong murderous aura emanating from his body, like the wind that flew sand and rocks when the rainstorm came on a summer night.

The man, carrying a raging storm, was walking towards him.

He walked slowly, but also very fast.

In the blink of an eye when Hong Hui was surprised, the man had already come to him, a pair of eyes wrapped in a huge robe staring at him coldly.

The people did not move, but the killing machine started.

Zhu Ji endured the severe pain, supported the ground with a knife, slowly stood up, walked in front of Hong Hui, opened his hands, and blocked Hong Hui behind him.

Then, with his sword raised, he went up to the man.

And Wei Shan and Sheng Tang also slowly got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, and greeted him from different directions, forming an encirclement of him.

However, the black-robed man was still not afraid.

He still walked towards Hong Hui step by step, and with each step, the murderous aura on his body increased by one point, just like a young silkworm would thicken its cocoon every time it swallowed a mulberry leaf.

The fierce murderous aura forced Zhu Ji, Wei Shan and Sheng Tang also retreated step by step, retreated, and retreated until they were leaning against the wall and the stone pillar, and they could no longer retreat.

Only Hong Hui, only Hong Hui is calm and abnormal.

He shook his shoulders, and even pulled a chair and leaned down to sit down, and then, with a gentle wave of his hand at Zhu Ji, Wei Shan, and Sheng Tang, signaled them not to act rashly.

He looked at the black-robed man, touched a strand of long hair under his chin, and said in a deep voice: Immortal Phoenix?

The black-robed man finally stopped, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he ripped off the huge black robe covering his body, revealing a young face.

And on this face, there is a hint of free and lazy smile, faint, beaming, like a little moonlight falling down in the summer evening.

An immortal jade flute as red as blood and as gorgeous as a rose was spinning leisurely in his hand, and then, across his right elbow, he looked at Hong Hui and said lightly: It is Lan Yutang.

Although this person is full of smiles, lazy and free-spirited, there is a piercing murderous aura between his gestures, just like the heavier and heavier rain outside.

It was this person, under his Honghui's nose, who killed more than 80 people up and down his Hongmen, and the method of killing was so miraculous that he didn't even make a sound.

This man's martial arts are really as terrifying as the legend says.

However, Hong Hui had heard another rumor, the legend was that this young man called the Immortal Phoenix was not the kind of person who killed innocents indiscriminately, and could even be called a young knight, but why did he ...... today?

Then, Hong Hui was relieved.

Oh, it is said that this young man called the Immortal Phoenix joined the Dijing Palace because a woman had turned against Tsing Yi, and he was the scum that everyone shouted at in the rivers and lakes.

As a lackey of Ogi Mirror Palace, as a scum of martial arts, of course he can do anything.

Hong Hui's gaze fell on the immortal jade flute in his hand, which was as red as blood and as gorgeous as a rose.

More than 80 mouths up and down the Hongmen died under his immortal jade flute.

It is said that his immortal jade flute can not only destroy the human body, but can even produce hallucinations and completely defeat the human spiritual will, which is no wonder that those people have that kind of expression in their eyes when they die.

They must have seen some kind of vision and were unwittingly killed by the sound of the flute.