Ye Qingtang sent Lin Long back to the room, but there were many thoughts in her heart, she did not go back to the room directly, but left the residence directly.

As soon as Ye Qingtang left the attic with his front feet, Wu Zheng walked to the entrance of the attic, and watched Ye Qingtang gradually walk towards the direction of Juling Villa from a distance, and his slightly narrowed eyes couldn't help but have a complicated look.

It was getting late, and the dusk was sprinkled on the earth, Ye Qingtang stepped into the bloody Juling Villa alone, under the dusk, the pieces of blood seemed to be covered with a terrifying shadow, which was more gloomy than the day.

In the front yard, the crows stepped on the rotten heads, pecking at the carrion, Ye Qingtang's arrival startled the black duck, more than a dozen crows let out a piercing chirp, scattered and flew away, under the bloodstains, covered with layers of flashing shadows.

nested in Ye Qingtang's little thunder dragon, as if disturbed by the voice, poked his head out of Ye Qingtang's arms.

Ye Qingtang touched the little thunder dragon's head, and his gaze swept from this gloomy place.

The plague may be a terrible thing to avoid to others, but to her, it is nothing.

Hiding the heart of the most evil demon emperor in the world, he is not afraid of any filthy and evil things at all, as long as there is the heart of the demon emperor, Ye Qingtang does not have to be afraid of any disease and poison at all.

This......

Perhaps it was the heart of the demon emperor that gave Ye Qingtang the greatest benefit.

Ye Qingtang had only seen the heads in the front yard during the day, but now she walked down the long aisle to the inside of Juling Villa, and only then did she see how crazy that bloodbath was.

The once gorgeous and beautiful mountain villa has long been shattered under the bloodbath, and the corpses that can be seen everywhere are scattered and collapsed to the ground.

Within a few steps, a corpse lay on the ground, revealing itself like hell in the twilight of dusk.

Just as Zhou Xuan and the others had investigated before, those corpses did not show any signs of struggle, and fell straight to the ground, obviously not experiencing any panic and fright before they died.

There was just one thing that made Ye Qingtang vaguely feel strange.

The murderer, I don't know if it was a bad habit, cut off everyone's heads, and even sprinkled the endless blood all over the villa, and every inch of the stone slab here was splashed with a large amount of blood, making the entire villa red.

Ye Qingtang walked through this hellish mountain villa with a blank face, looking at every corpse there in his eyes.

And at this moment, she didn't notice at all that a pair of eyes hidden in the dark were staring at her every move, like a ghost, silently.

Ye Qingtang walked around the entire villa for a long time, and observed every place carefully.

Although there were blood stains all over the place, there was not a drop of blood left at the front and back doors of the villa, only the blood stains flowing from the cracks in the door exposed the blood in the villa.

More than 300 lives died tragically here, and as night fell, the cold wind howled, and when it blew past the ears, it was like the roar of an evil ghost, and the sound was piercing.

Ye Qingtang spared a few laps, and finally stopped next to a young corpse.

The corpse did not look very large, at most a child of four or five years old, and according to the records in the dossier, this child was probably the child of Wu Chengze's eldest son......

Looking at the cold petite body lying on the stone floor, Ye Qingtang slowly reached out, picked up the child's body, turned around and walked to the side of the room, and put the child on the soft bed.