When Xin Zilu was pulled out, he looked up and saw three people not far away.
Probably because of the dimness of the lamps, he could not clearly see the expressions on the faces of the three people, but under the illumination of the torch, his face that was distorted by calculation was undoubtedly revealed.
"Young Master! Second Senior Brother! Miss Qing!"
He shouted suddenly, and his face instantly showed only anxiety and pity, without any trace of the gloominess just now.
As if he had found a life-saving straw, he kept thrashing around trying to get rid of the hands of the people holding him.
The three members of the Yu family were secretly frightened.
What a stunt that can change faces like turning the pages of a book. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, how could they have imagined that such a Zhongshan wolf was right next to them?
Especially Yu Jinghong.
He now wishes he could kill his former self.
How can we be sure that Xin Zilu is a good boy and keep him by his daughter's side just so that he won't be wronged?
Now it seems that he should have left him at the foot of the mountain and left him to fend for himself.
After hearing Xin Zilu's cries, Lin Mengya looked at the three members of the Yu family and asked them how to deal with it.
After Yu Jinghong thought for a moment, he cupped his hands towards her.
Lin Mengya nodded, indicating that she understood.
She raised her finger slightly towards her people, which meant asking them to let go.
Then he got up and took Bai Su back to his house.
When Bai Su closed the door, he couldn't help but look at it twice. Then, he lowered his voice and said to Lin Mengya: "Master, are you not afraid that they will be temporarily soft-hearted?"
"What are you afraid of? Where do you think the Divine Sword Sect is? This guy is afraid that he will die miserably. Now I just want to make his death more clear, and also to let Yu Qing speak out first."
She believed that the three Yu family members would never be soft-hearted for such a ruthless guy.
Yu Jinghong also hoped that she could temporarily avoid it and give them a space to deal with housework.
It doesn't matter, as long as the person is not beaten to death, then her people will be tortured without delay.
It's a pity that Xin Zilu still has illusions in his heart. He knows that Yu Jinghong, a hypocritical guy, will definitely be soft-hearted towards him unconsciously.
Because Yu Jinghong should have felt guilty and guilty towards him.
"Young Master! Miss Qing! I know it was only because of my confusion that I allowed that beast Sun Shangbai to harm Miss Qing.
Therefore, I pretended to cooperate with him just to deceive people so that I can avenge Miss Qing!"
He rolled and crawled towards the direction where the three members of the Yu family were.
But under the cover of the night, no one could see him. He gently tapped the dark mechanism of the shoes on the soles of his feet.
The next moment, a sharp dagger appeared in his hand.
A flash of pride flashed in his eyes, Yu Jinghong! Your death has come!
The three members of the Yu family remained motionless, seemingly waiting for his approach.
Just when Xin Zilu was about to meet Yu Qing, something unexpected happened!
The guy who was crying and begging for mercy just now jumped up in the next moment, waving the dagger in his hand and heading straight for Yu Qing's neck.
Although Yu Qing is sitting in a wheelchair, Yu Xiao is behind her.
He reacted very quickly and took a step back, allowing the shot to miss. However, he did not expect that Xin Zilu's target was not Yu Qing from the beginning, but Yu Jinghong who was standing beside her.
"Master!"
Yu Xiao called out, and there seemed to be quite a lot of worry in that voice.
Xin Zilu's eyes were red. The great revenge he had suffered for many years had been avenged. Perhaps, he could take advantage of this opportunity to make meritorious deeds.
Yu Jinghong, risk your life!
There was a "Pu Chi" sound, and the sound of a sharp blade entering the body was heard.
But it was Xin Zilu who fell down with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Master, please be patient. We promised the Master Gong that we would keep him for interrogation!"
Yu Xiao looked at his master helplessly.
The latter slowly put away his long sword and said with a serious face: "I know, I can't die."
He just cut off Xin Zilu's right hand and gave him a belly rub, and he had avoided all the important organs of the human body.
In other words, apart from pain and bleeding, Xin Zilu will not be in any danger to his life.
"You, you actually..."
Xin Zilu collapsed on the ground and looked in the direction of Yu Jinghong with his eyes widened.
"I've told you before that your sword draw speed is too slow. And your heart is too despicable and dark, and you are not suitable for using a sword at all."
Yu Jinghong said without mercy.
Xin Zilu almost fainted from his anger.
Now, he no longer hides his true face.
He stared at Yu Jinghong, his bloody eyes full of hatred and resentment.
"You're talking nonsense! What, what kind of gentleman's sword! You are the filthiest, most despicable guy in this world!
Back then, because my father's swordsmanship was better than yours, you colluded with my family's enemies and massacred my entire family.
Now you want to kill me, it is nothing more than to eradicate the roots!
Hahahahaha, even if I die, those scandalous things you have done will definitely be exposed and your reputation will be ruined!"
When Yu Xiao and Yu Qing heard this, they both looked at Yu Jinghong suspiciously.
They didn't doubt whether he did it, but, for someone as afraid of trouble as his master/father, could he really play such scheming tricks?
Hmm? It’s unlikely?
When Yu Jinghong heard these words, he almost laughed out of anger.
"Boy, who told you these things?"
Xin Zilu thought he had a guilty conscience, so he said even more arrogantly: "This, this is the news I found out myself!"
"Ha!" When Yu Jinghong heard this, he only gave him a disdainful sneer.
"I've told you since you were little, that a gentleman who listens to both will be enlightened and will be kept secret. You are too stubborn. Although you look docile on the surface, you are actually stubborn in your heart.
Even on the mountain, you won't listen to a word of those words that are clearly correct but contradict your style of conduct.
And those that are obviously full of errors and omissions, just because they match your darkest suspicions, you have to take them as examples.
People like you will never find the truth.
Because you have already preconceived the idea that the enemy of your family is me, or in other words, only in this way can you convince yourself that everything you do is just to avenge your Xin family."
Yu Jinghong was very calm when he said these words, but Xin Zilu kept screaming and roaring as if someone had stepped on a painful spot.
"Shut up! Shut up! It was obviously you who killed our Xin family, it was you, it was you!"
As a result, Yu Jinghong ignored his yelling and spoke calmly.
"Your father is indeed an excellent swordsman, but all the techniques he learned were secretly learned from our Divine Sword Sect."
Saying that, Yu Jinghong tried a move casually.
He is worthy of being the best swordsman in the world. Even if he uses it casually without any inner strength, he can still show his graceful and heroic appearance.
"I'm afraid it's this move that makes you think that I destroyed your Xin family, right? However, this move is clearly derived from the secret sword technique of our Divine Sword Sect."
As he said that, he waved it casually again.
A more complete and difficult sword move appeared in front of everyone.
Xin Zilu's eyes widened. Until now, he had vaguely felt that something was not quite right.
But he has come this far, and even if he makes a mistake, he can only continue to make mistakes.
But now it is obvious that Yu Jinghong has given him an understanding.
"When your Xin family was exterminated, I happened to make an appointment with your father to come to seek justice at this time.
But I didn't expect that when I arrived, I would see your entire Xin family being slaughtered. Only you survived under the protection of your parents and relatives.
At that time, your father left a letter on you. He apologized to me sincerely, saying that he had no choice but to secretly study in the first place. If he did not die, he would be willing to abolish his martial arts and break his sword to repay his sin.
I felt a little sorry at the time, thinking that your father was at least an upright man.
So I rescued you, and because I felt soft-hearted, I brought you back to the Divine Sword Sect."
"Bah! My father is dead now. Of course, what do you say makes sense?
But since you took me back, why, why didn't you give me an upright identity, but instead let me be your daughter's follower?"
Yu Jinghong looked at him condescendingly. At this moment, he looked like he was looking at a piece of garbage, which deeply hurt Xin Zilu.
"Your father was a thief. Although he is dead, the crime has been laid.
And you are just a thief. I made an exception by bringing you back to the mountain. What qualifications do you have to become an official disciple of my Divine Sword Sect?"
Lin Mengya only had four words to describe Yu Jinghong's words: "killing people and killing people."
He basically denied all Xin Zilu's support.
Indeed, what Jianghu sects value most is inheritance.
It can be said that destroying family secrets is like killing one's parents, which is an unforgivable crime.
What's more, although Xin Zilu's father apologized at the beginning, who knows whether it was forced by the situation or whether it was sincere?
Yu Jinghong just felt that the child's relatives were dead and he would be helpless in the future, so he took the child up the mountain.
And because of the issue of his identity, he was a little embarrassed, so he was not given the status of a formal disciple.
However, Lin Mengya curled her lips.
Although the young master doesn't seem to be so scheming, how can a person who can be the young master be truly innocent and harmless?
Sure enough, after hearing these words, Xin Zilu collapsed.
He had been trying desperately to deny his identity as the son of a thief, but at the same time, his mind seemed to be out of control, thinking of his father's excitement after getting the sword manual when he was young.
It was a man in black with his face covered. One day, when he woke up in the middle of the night, he saw his father talking to a man in black in the study.
