Come and clean me up!

The crowd didn't pay much attention at first, but after being called out by Yu Lingjing, they all looked over.

Lu Yuanxiu looked at Yu Lingjing and said nothing, but Xue Lin and the others started yelling when they saw this.

"Where did Brother Jun come from? Brother Lingjing asked you."

"Which sect, don't reply quickly."

"What's going on, I asked your surname, why don't you hurry up and communicate with my cousin, stinky little... Ouch! What's your cousin doing?!"

Yu Lingjing slapped Xue Lin on the back of the head, and looked back: "Who are you talking to? Brother Lu."

Xue Lin covered his head, and even a group of small followers were dumbfounded.

After Yu Lingjing had taught him a lesson, he walked out of the pavilion with his hands behind his back. He circled around Lu Yuanxiu twice, suddenly hooked Lu Yuanxiu's shoulder, and stuck him up from behind, teasingly said: "Why are you here? ?”

Lu Yuanxiu turned his face sideways, lowered his eyelids, and stared at the person with a playful smile in front of him: "I guess you will come, so I came here."

Hearing this, Yu Lingjing put a large bouquet of fireworks in his heart, so beautiful that he was elated: "You came to find me specially, is it because you will be very lonely after I leave, and you can't even continue your practice."

"The practice of Zimeng God Realm is enough," Lu Yuanxiu's lips curled up slightly: "That's why I came here specially to find you."

Yu Lingjing rubbed her chin against Lu Yuanxiu's shoulder: "Hey, be more reserved."

The smile on Lu Yuanxiu's lips deepened, and then he moved his shoulders, shaking Yu Lingjing off.

He turned around, stretched out his hand, slightly rolled up his right sleeve, revealing a crooked black mark on his wrist.

If you take a closer look, you can see a fat rabbit holding a carrot.

"Of course I'm here to look for you. When did you set up the soul seal, and let me loose it."

Yu Lingjing looked at Lu Yuanxiu's stern appearance, coupled with the cute little rabbit on his wrist, it was inexplicably funny.

He grabbed his wrist and pressed it down: "Pfft~ Don't let other people see, they will be jealous."

The veins on Lu Yuanxiu's forehead twitched: "Yu Lingjing."

"Here!" Yu Lingjing straightened her body and pulled Lu Yuanxiu away by her wrist, "I'm thanking you, this soul seal is very useful, and besides, it won't show up as long as you don't use spiritual power. Alright! Let’s go, don’t let other people watch the scene.”

The rabbit soul seal did not come off in the end. That night, as soon as Lu Yuanxiu unbuttoned his coat, there was a knock on the door.

He opened the door, and Yu Lingjing was about to rush in holding the bedding.

Lu Yuanxiu stretched out his arms to press the door frame, and quickly stopped him: "What are you doing?"

Yu Lingjing smiled and said, "I want to sleep with you."

Lu Yuanxiu closed the door: "Go back to your own room."

"Hey, wait a minute!" Yu Lingjing pressed her foot against it, and got stuck in a thin gap: "We used to sleep in the same room, and we slept for a whole year."

"That was before." Lu Yuanxiu lifted his foot blocking the door, and closed the door with a snap.

Yu Lingjing: "..."

He held the quilt in one hand, raised his fist in the other and waved towards the room: "Wait, you will regret it in the future!"

In the early morning of the second day, there was a lot of noise outside, Yu Lingjing rubbed her sleepy eyes, and went out to see that the Shenyuan Villa on the mountain had been unsealed.

A group of people in the courtyard rushed up immediately.

"There are countless rare treasures in the villa, if we can get one or two, this trip will not be in vain!"

"Speaking of treasures, of course the family treasure Liuqing Bitter Bamboo is the first choice. Since the Ying family was destroyed, it has disappeared, and nine out of ten it is in the villa!"

Xue Lin didn't wait to come to Yu Li Prison, and followed Yu Lingjing all the time. Seeing that the person finally came out, he stepped forward and urged: "Cousin, don't leave! It's too late!"

Yu Lingjing gave him a blank look: "Are you also here to find the treasure?"

Xue Lin scratched his head: "No, how can mere mere things touch my heart, I am here to solve the mystery of the villa, and then I will become famous and win glory for my Xue family."

"It's not bad to have ambition." Yu Lingjing yawned, boasting without distraction.

Xue Lin held his head high and held his chest high: "Learn from my cousin!"

Yu Lingjing rubbed her goosebumps and looked around: "Where are the others?"

Xue Lin complained: "Brother Lu left Biluoyuan a long time ago. The little monk heard that you were still resting, so he left early. These people are really unreliable at critical moments, and I am the only one who is still waiting for you!"

Yu Lingjing nodded as if agreeing: "Lead the way."

Xue Lin was shocked: "Okay!"

Leaving Biluoyuan, at the stone steps at the intersection on the mountain, Xue Lin became unhappy when he saw someone, "Didn't you leave early?"

Yu Lingjing took the sweet zongzi thrown by Lu Yuanxiu, and smiled happily: "I'm hungry."

Seeing his cousin follow the others without looking back, Xue Lin felt sore in his heart: "Hmph, I know how to be courteous!"

The stone steps are extremely long, leading directly to the entrance of the villa. When Yu Lingjing arrived, the vermilion door covered with heavy dust was wide open. Before stepping inside, he heard the sound of wooden fish and chanting sutras.

Shangui sat on a dirty floor, holding a Buddhist bead in one hand and knocking on a wooden fish with the other, chanting scriptures in a low voice.

Surrounded by golden light, countless Sanskrit scripts were added to his body, and a scrutiny appeared on his immature face, which was solemn.

Yu Lingjing wanted to go forward, but was stopped by Lu Yuanxiu: "He is crossing the soul."

Yu Lingjing said: "I know, but the soul of this villa has been sealed for a hundred years, and the resentment is too great. It may be difficult for him to reach the sky with his own strength."

"Everyone chooses," Lu Yuanxiu said lightly, then frowned, and squeezed Yu Lingjing's hand: "Why is it so cold, like a piece of ice?"

Yu Lingjing couldn't tell, but since entering this villa, the hairs all over her body stood on end, and her back felt cold.

"It's too cold." He shook his head, and suddenly grabbed Lu Yuanxiu's hand with his backhand, teasingly said, "If you let me hold it, I won't be cold anymore."

Lu Yuanxiu looked down at him for a while, then let him pull.

Seeing this, Xue Lin, who had been following the two of them, immediately stepped forward to hold Yu Lingjing's other hand with both hands: "Cousin, you should have said it earlier, I will cover it for you!"

"Get out!" Yu Lingjing twitched her hand and knocked him on the head, "Go and play."

Xue Lin covered his head, looked at Yu Lingjing aggrievedly, then turned and left.

Seeing the back of the person leaving angrily, Yu Lingjing secretly sighed with emotion. When he was in Xianchen Sect, an elder tricked him to sleep in Yingxia Mountain for several days and nights. He almost starved to death in it. He was instigated by Xue's family, and he later claimed that it was to temper him, but Zhang Duoyu slapped him to death in front of the Pillar of Sadness.

Never expected that Xue's family has such a descendant, tsk, he can't clean up people, so angry.

Shenyuan Villa is huge, with countless pavilions and pavilions. A group of people immediately rushed into each room to search for many treasures inside.

In the afternoon, the sky was dark and it was drizzling.

Yu Lingjing stopped in front of a withered lotus pond, trembling all over, and felt a chill in her heart.

The place was cleaned up a hundred years ago, and the corpses have been removed, but there are still dark mottled bloodstains everywhere, filling the villa ferociously.

On the stone steps beside the lotus pond, there was a series of black blood spots, Yu Lingjing stared at it with a dazed expression.

He seemed to see a woman in distress, who stumbled and fled here in the rainy night, with blood on her face and a terrified expression, she shouted in shock: "Chenmu! Chenmu! I'm Wan'er! Wake up, hurry up!" Wake up!! We still have Youer, and Youer!!"

However, the black shadow that was gradually approaching did not respond to the woman's wailing and pleading. He picked up the scarlet sword and slashed it down. In an instant, blood spattered.

Yu Lingjing took a step back suddenly, and Lu Yuanxiu pressed her shoulder: "What's wrong?"

Yu Lingjing shook her head: "I saw something, that night..."

Suddenly a shrill scream came from somewhere in the villa, Yu Lingjing was shocked, vomited blood suddenly, and passed out.

The villa shrouded in darkness is like an airtight cage, trapping the people inside... The fact is also the same, Yu Lingjing stared at the enchantment that was shining with blue light in the sky, and knocked with her hand, This is the trapped world, but no one else in the villa is aware of the existence of this world.

He saw a man in brocade clothes hurriedly walking in the corridor, his appearance was somewhat similar to Ying Jieyou, so he followed.

The man in brocade clothes entered the room, and it didn't take long before there were quarrels inside.

The man in the room before said: "This is the fifth chapter of "Soul Control". How can I destroy something that I have obtained so hard? Brother is not joking."

The man in brocade clothes said: "This is a notorious evil spirit, if you keep it, there may be disasters. Second brother, you have stepped into the realm of transforming gods. The rise of our Ying family is just around the corner. You must not be affected by it!"

The man snorted coldly: "What do you know? This is a forbidden technique. Even if I don't practice it, it's a good thing to stay at Ying's house... Okay, I'm the head of the house. Go to rest early if you have nothing to do. .”

There was a moment of silence inside, and then a long sigh was heard, and the man in brocade clothes walked out the door with a dejected face.

Yu Lingjing followed this person, these two were the two brothers of the Ying family, the patriarch Ying Yansheng and the boss of the Ying family Yingchen Mu.

Ying Chenmu returned to his room, and his wife, Wang Wan'er, greeted her with a worried expression on her face: "Have you persuaded me? I heard that thing attracts evil thoughts, so it must not be left behind."

"It's useless," Ying Chenmu clenched his fist and slammed it on the table, "He actually used the position of Patriarch to suppress me!"

Wang Wan'er comforted softly: "Second brother is not like this usually, but he has always respected you."

"Respect?" Ying Chenmu laughed lowly, with an unknown meaning, "Father passed on the head of the family to him, and since then he has dominated the Ying family. Over the years, I have had enough of being useless, obviously I am the eldest son , I am the big brother!"

Wang Wan'er was taken aback for a moment: "How to say this well."

Ying Chenmu tapped on the table with his fingertips, his expression against the light was a little cold: "He doesn't care about the safety of Ying's family, and keeps the evil spirit, which will bring disaster sooner or later. This kind of person is not worthy of being the head of the Ying family."

Wang Wan'er was startled: "Chen Mu, do you know what you're talking about!"

Ying Chenmu cast a gloomy face and glanced at her: "It's been so many years, and I have worked hard without credit. It's time for me to be the head of the family."

Wang Wan'er wanted to persuade her, but was interrupted by Ying Chenmu: "Even if I don't fight, we have to fight for You'er, maybe let him live a long life like me in the future! Ying Yansheng has always loved Yingju, In the future, the head of the family will be passed on to him! How can You'er gain a foothold by then?!"

Wang Wan'er fell silent, and murmured for a long time: "Then what are you going to do, Yan Sheng has already stepped into the realm of transforming gods."

Ying Chenmu snorted coldly, turned to the back room and took out a black box: "To make up for me, my father gave me a high-level spiritual weapon, called the Duan Sheng Dagger, as long as it is pierced into the dantian, you will be a Da Luo Immortal Can't live either."

Wang Wan'er trembled: "You want him to die, but..."

"Shut up, benevolence of a woman." Ying Chenmu sneered, "I still need you to do something, cook a bowl of lotus soup that Yan Sheng likes, and I'll send it to him."

Wang Wan'er said, "What do you mean?"

Ying Chenmu took out a jade bottle, turned it in his hand, and said in a cold voice: "Jue Ling San, the moment he can use his spiritual power, there will be a moment of stagnation, taking this opportunity is enough to kill him gone."

Wang Wan'er didn't move, Ying Chenmu saw this, and said in a low voice: "Think about You'er, because she lost her temper with Yingju, she's still at your father's house and won't come back!"

Wang Wan'er's eyes moved, and finally pushed the door and went out.

Not long after, Ying Chenmu knocked on Ying Yansheng's door with a lotus soup in his hand.

Yu Lingjing followed him in, and Ying Yansheng seemed to have lost his anger. While drinking the flower soup, he said in shame: "I have a bad temper. If there is something wrong with my words and deeds, I hope elder brother will take care of me."

Ying Chenmu stared at the flower soup that was gradually finished, and smiled faintly: "We are brothers, don't I know you yet?"

He got up and circled around, and patted Ying Yansheng on the shoulder: "Don't worry, brother doesn't care."

Ying Yansheng showed a little smile on his face: "Then I can rest assured, Da..."

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at Leng Sensen's dagger, and the vast spiritual power in his body tightened suddenly.

Ying Chenmu punched the broken dagger in with his palm, and said in a cold tone, "Of course I don't care about people who are about to die."

Ying Yansheng spat out blood, looked at the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and looked at Ying Chenmu in disbelief: "Big brother, you..."

"I'm just taking back what should belong to me." Ying Chenmu looked indifferent, he stabbed the severed dagger in, then pulled it out again, and so on, until Ying Yansheng's last bit of life was also broken.

He found a volume of ghast, looked at it, and smiled softly. At this moment, there was a slight collision sound in the room.

Ying Chenmu looked around, and at the corner, a little boy stared blankly at the scene, with a frightened expression: "Uncle, Uncle."

Ying Chenmu smiled ferociously, and walked over slowly, holding a scarlet broken dagger in one hand, and a ghost roll in the other, coaxing softly: "Don't be afraid, Xiaoju, uncle will send you to see your father right away, be good, be good!" ah."