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Chapter 026

As soon as Ling Yu came down the mountain, Suo Youqian came out from behind a rock not far away. His face was gloomy, he looked at Ling Yu with a sneer and said in a deep voice: "Qiu, let's see if you have anything else to say. Do you want to

Submit to the owner of the village, Yu Changqing?!"

Ling Yu looked at Suo Youqian and smiled slightly: "Brother Suo, where did you start talking about this? I, Qiu Shuhong, came to the villa because you invited me, and I have never worshiped anyone as my teacher. Why do you come out to submit to me now?

?I am not interested in who will be the owner of Luohong Villa."

Suo Youqian was stunned. He didn't expect Ling Yu to say such a thing. He immediately turned gloomy and said, "What did you say to Yu Xuerui on the mountain just now?"

Ling Yu said: "She said she was leaving the villa and asked me if I could leave. I said no. That's all. Do you think it's false?"

Suo Youqian was stunned again. Of course he wouldn't believe what Ling Yu said, but he couldn't seem to find anything inappropriate. It was just that the matter about Yu Xuerui's escape was of great importance. He had to report it to Yu Changqing as soon as possible to feel at ease.

So he glanced at Ling Yu again and said bitterly: "It's okay if you don't leave, but Qiu, your good life has just begun." Then he whispered to Ling Yu: "You'd better leave Xuerui.

The farther one, he promised it to me in my mother's womb." After saying this, he ran towards the villa without looking back.

Ling Yu smiled slightly and shook his head. He suddenly realized that his mind was so good, and he was not only a little complacent. Even if he didn't say anything about Yu Xuerui's escape, someone would have figured it out. Maybe Yu Changqing thought she couldn't afford it.

What a big deal, he deliberately wanted to let this girl go, otherwise why didn't he catch her before taking action? He didn't think that Yu Changqing would make such a stupid mistake.

Thinking of this, he stood firmly at the north gate of the Villa and looked towards the chaotic interior of Luohong Villa.

Ling Yu did not enter the villa, but stayed on the back mountain. In addition to him, there were more than a dozen disciples on the back mountain. They were all standing on high and low rocks, or sitting cross-legged on the grass.

More people were looking eagerly at the village. They were obviously disciples who didn't want to participate in the fighting, but Ling Yu didn't know whose disciples they were.

The night was getting dark, and the smell of blood blown by the cold wind made people shudder. The shouts of killing in the distance gradually faded away, and the cries of "firmly support Mr. Changqing to become the master of Luohong Manor" came and went, becoming the main theme after the fighting.

Obviously, Yu Changqing's disciples had won the final victory. At this time, they were holding torches and heading to the central hall to gather to see the new owner of the village.

Ling Yu stepped forward and followed more than a dozen people into the villa. As soon as he entered the high wall, he suddenly felt the smell of blood coming towards him. Illuminated by the flickering torches in the distance, the neat villa looked like this.

It was a mess, with overturned stone pillars and trampled flowerbeds. Sticky blood and severed heads and limbs could be seen everywhere, like a hell on earth.

Several disciples who followed Ling Yu into the villa let out harsh exclamations from time to time, and some disciples immediately vomited. Ling Yu had seen the tragic elephant in Wulin Bay before, and even saw Zhu Yunchuan kill two people.

The man in black was finally able to maintain his composure. However, although he did not scream, he still felt chilled.

Luohongshan Villa is by no means a good place.

In the darkness, he took advantage of the person's back, casually pulled out a long knife, and shouted: "Go to hell!" Then he chopped it on a corpse, and cut off a head, and blood splashed all over his body and face.

He bent down, holding back the panic in his heart, holding the head tremblingly in his hands, and strode forward.

Ling Yu had just walked out not far when a voice sounded in his ears:

"Junior Brother Qiu, you didn't leave either?"

When Ling Yu turned around to look, he felt that this person looked familiar. The person in front of him was a head taller than Ling Yu, with a slightly dark face and twinkling eyes. In Ling Yu's opinion, he was four or five years older than himself. At this time, he was

Showing his white teeth, he looked at Ling Yu calmly.

Ling Yu nodded to him. He remembered that this person was a gray-clothed disciple who asked for help along with Yu Xuerui and more than a dozen brothers during the civil strife in the villa two months ago. In terms of strength, Ling Yu knew that he was a Yinxing disciple.

Except for the strong ones, they don’t know anything at all.

"It would be better not to leave. In this Luohong Villa, it would be better to have someone to take care of you." The visitor just said to himself.

Ling Yu looked at him again: "I don't know your senior brother's name?" Although he felt a bit warm when he met someone who followed Yu Xuerui, he didn't mean to get too close. His identity was too special. Furthermore, this person

At that time, he didn't know whether the other party really supported Yu Changqing. He was too sensitive at this time and might get into trouble with any words he said.

The man looked at Ling Yu with an ugly smile: "My name is Wang Tingjia." He looked around, but no one was paying attention to him, and he casually picked up two heads in his hands.

Ling Yu nodded: "Meet the new gang leader."

Wang Tingjia was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "That's natural."

As they spoke, the two of them gradually merged with other disciples amidst the noise and poured into the main hall together.

Inside the main hall, the lights were bright and dazzling. Almost all the disciples of the villa were gathered here. Ling Yu took a cursory glance and saw that there were about forty people tied up and kneeling on the ground in the front row of the main hall. They

Everyone's clothes were torn and their expressions were sluggish. It was obvious that they had suffered a lot in the battle just now.

In the middle of the hall, there were about 200 disciples holding weapons. These 200 disciples were faintly divided into two parts. They were all angry, with blood on their clothes, and many of them were wearing scarves on their heads.

hurt.

Ling Yu understood the reason after a moment's thought. These two people must be the disciples of his uncle Yu Changqing and his second uncle Yu Changhui. They shouted and rushed towards Ling Yu, driving sixty or seventy surrendered disciples into a

In the corner, Ling Yu was also standing.

While everyone was making noise, there was a cough in the hall. A burly man, accompanied by more than a dozen Silver Star disciples, slowly walked into the hall. The hall suddenly became quiet. This man was Yu Xuerui's uncle.

Yu Changqing.

I saw him slowly ascending the high platform, followed closely by more than a dozen disciples. Behind him, there was a thin and strong man with splayed eyebrows. His eyes did not look down the hall at all. He was Yu Xuerui's second son.

Boyu Changhui.

"See the village master!" The disciples below shouted loudly, and a large number of them knelt down on one knee. Only the surrendered disciples were a little at a loss, some also knelt down, and some stood there blankly. In order to

Being able to stay in the villa for a little longer, Ling Yu had no choice but to kneel down.

"All disciples, get up." Yu Changqing said in a deep voice, which made the hall buzz. The disciples below stood up one after another. Yu Changqing slowly sat on the only chair on the high platform. He seemed to have calmed down.

He glanced coldly at the bottom of the hall, and after a moment he slowly said:

"Third brother's rebellious disciple, are you willing to accept the punishment of the master of this village?"

"We are willing." More than seventy disciples of the original village owner said tremblingly.

"Huh, what you say is unfounded. If you step forward and kill these people one by one, I agree." Yu Changqing said, raising a finger to point at the more than forty people tied down below.
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