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: "The surname Qiu, see what else you have to say, do you want to submit to the owner of the village, Yu Changqing?!" ”

Ling Yu looked at Suo Youqian and smiled slightly: "Where did Senior Brother Suo start with this?" I Qiushuhong came to the villa, you invited me to come, and I didn't worship anyone as a teacher, why did I come out again and return to this saying now? I am not interested in who will be the owner of this Red 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 wanted to go, and I said no." Do you think that's it? ”

Suo Youqian was stunned again, of course he wouldn't believe Ling Yu's words, but he didn't seem to be able to find anything inappropriate, but the matter about Yu Xuerui's escape was very important, and he had to report it to Yu Changqing as soon as possible to feel at ease, so he looked at Ling Yu twice and said hatefully: "It's okay if you don't leave, but surnamed Qiu, your good life has just begun." Then he whispered to Ling Yu, "You'd better stay away from Xuerui, he promised it to me in my mother's womb." He ran to the villa without looking back.

Ling Yu smiled slightly and shook his head. He suddenly found that his mind was so good, not only a little self-satisfied. Yu Xuerui's escape, even if he didn't say it, someone would have thought about it, maybe Yu Changqing thought that she couldn't make any big waves, and deliberately wanted to let go of this girl, otherwise why didn't he catch her before starting to act? He didn't think that Yu Changqing would make such a low-level mistake.

Thinking of this, he stood firmly at the north gate of the villa, looking towards the chaotic interior of the Falling Red Villa.

Ling Yu did not enter the interior of the villa, but stayed on the back mountain. In addition to him, there were more than a dozen disciples on the back mountain, all of them standing on the high and low rocks, or sitting cross-legged among the grass, and more of them were looking forward to the village, obviously they were also disciples who didn't want to participate in the fight, but Ling Yu didn't know whose disciples they were.

The night was getting dark, and the smell of blood blowing from the cold wind made people shudder. The shouting and killing in the distance gradually faded, and the calls of 'resolutely supporting Lord Changqing to become the owner of the Red Village' rose one after another, becoming the main theme after the martial arts, and it was obvious that Yu Changqing's disciples had achieved the final victory. At this time, they were carrying torches and were heading to the central hall to meet the new owner.

Ling Yu walked into the villa with more than a dozen people, and as soon as he entered the high wall, he suddenly felt the bloody breath rushing towards him, illuminated by the flickering torches in the distance, and the neat villa looked like a mess at this time, with stone pillars overturning and flower beds trampling. Sticky blood and severed heads were everywhere, like a living hell.

Several disciples who had entered the mountain villa with Ling Yu let out a piercing exclamation from time to time, and some disciples immediately vomited. Ling Yu had seen the tragedy in Wulin Bay before, and he had even seen Zhu Yunchuan kill two black-clothed men with his own eyes, and he was finally able to maintain his composure. However, although he didn't scream, he was also cold.

Falling Red Hill Villa is by no means a good place.

In the dark, he took advantage of the fact that people did not carry their backs, casually pulled out a long knife, and shouted: "Go and die!" Then he slashed at a corpse, and he cut off a head, and blood splattered his face. He bent down, suppressed the horror in his heart, took the skull tremblingly in his hand, and strode forward.

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

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

When Ling Yu turned his head to look, he felt that this person was somewhat familiar. The person in front of him was taller than Ling Yu, his face was slightly dark, his eyes were shining, and in Ling Yu's opinion, he was four or five years older than himself. At this time, he was showing a mouthful of white teeth and looked at Ling Yu calmly.

Ling Yu nodded at him. He remembered that this person was a gray-clothed disciple who asked for his life with Yu Xuerui and more than a dozen senior brothers two months ago during the civil strife in the mountain villa, and Ling Yu didn't know anything about his strength except that he was a Silver Star powerhouse.

"It's better not to leave, in this Luohong Villa, it's better to have a response." The people who come are just talking to themselves.

Ling Yu looked at him again: "I don't know the name of Senior Brother? "When he met the person who followed Yu Xuerui, although he felt a little cordial, he didn't want to get too close, his identity was too special, and at this time, he didn't know if the other party really supported Yu Changqing, he was too sensitive at this time, maybe any sentence would get into trouble.

The man looked at Ling Yu and showed an ugly smile: "My name is Wang Tingjia." He glanced around, but no one paid attention to him, and he casually carried two human heads in his hands.

Ling Yu nodded: "See the new gang leader." ”

Wang Tingjia was slightly stunned, and then nodded: "That's natural." ”

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

Inside the main hall, the lights are bright, and the shaking makes people feel a little dazzling. Almost all the disciples of the mountain villa were gathered here, and Ling Yu took a cursory glance, and there were about forty people in the front row of the main hall who were tied up and kneeling on the ground. They were all dressed in tatters and looked sluggish, and it was clear that they had suffered a lot from the battle just now.

In the middle of the main hall, there were about 200 disciples holding weapons, and these more than 200 disciples were faintly divided into two parts, all of them were angry, their clothes were more or less sticky with blood, and many of them had wounds on their heads.

Ling Yu understood the reason after a little thought, these two parts must be the disciples of the eldest uncle Yu Changqing and the second uncle Yu Changhui. I saw them shouting and rushing towards Ling Yu, driving the sixty or seventy surrendered disciples into a corner, and Ling Yu was also standing in the middle of it.

While everyone was making an uproar, there was a coughing sound in the main hall, and a burly man, accompanied by more than a dozen Silver Star disciples, slowly walked into the main hall, and the hall suddenly fell silent. This person is Yu Xuerui's uncle Yu Changqing.

I saw him slowly ascending to the high platform, more than a dozen disciples followed closely, and behind him, there was also a thin and weak eight-shaped eyebrow powerhouse, his eyes did not look at the bottom of the hall at all, he was Yu Xuerui's second uncle Yu Changhui.

"See the owner!" The disciples below shouted, and Hulala fell to one knee. Only the disciples who surrendered were a little at a loss, some also knelt down, and some stood in place in a daze. In order to stay in the villa for a little longer, Ling Yu had to kneel down.

"All disciples, get up." Yu Changqing said in a deep voice, and the sound shook the hall to buzz. The disciples below stood up one after another. Yu Changqing slowly sat on the only chair on the high platform. He seemed to be composed, his eyes coldly scanned the bottom of the main hall, and after a moment he spoke slowly:

"The third brother's rebel, is he willing to accept the punishment of the owner of the village?"

"We do." More than seventy disciples of the original owner said in a trembling voice.

"Hmph, there is no basis for what you say, you go forward and kill these people in turn, and I will approve it." Yu Changqing said, raising a finger to point at the more than forty people who were tied up below.

Ling Yu was slightly surprised in his heart, and couldn't help but lean back intentionally.