The monk in red robe naturally didn't know what Xia Song was thinking, otherwise... he would definitely have the urge to cry without tears.

He always felt that he was great because he helped the entire Fanluo clan and cultivated so many laborers, which made the small world of the Fanluo clan have such a flying exhibition now.

Therefore, in his opinion, the small world of the Fanluo tribe has such rapid development, and he will occupy at least 50% of the credit.

Although he has indeed made great contributions to sending out the disciples of the Xia family, the problem is that these Xia family disciples are now having problems!

"I said you're enough. This is the territory of the Fanluo clan, not the territory of your Xia family. If you want to quarrel, go back to your Xia family." The red-robed monk became more and more angry. After anger, he roared, shaking the sky and earth.

When Tang Yu heard the words of the monk in red robe, he blinked his eyes, with a smile on his face: "Well! Since that's the case, let's part with the monks. If you have the chance, let's have a good chat. I will take my disciples home immediately."

As he said that, Tang Yu winked at Xia Tangming and asked him to take these Xia family disciples to run outside the city. He thought for a while and shouted to Xia Song: "Xia Song, you come with me too."

Tang Yu's words not only made the red-robed monks stunned, but also the remaining little novice monks, but even Xia Tangming was slightly stunned.

The red-robed monks and the little novice monks were stunned because they thought Tang Yu was too shameless, while Xia Tangming couldn't believe that Tang Yu would choose to take Xia Song away in the end.

Xia Song himself couldn't believe it, and looked at Tang Yu with tears on his face, his eyes full of anticipation, as if asking Tang Yu, is this true?

"Hurry up." Tang Yu said again.

Xia Song burst into tears. Without saying a word, he rushed towards Tang Yu, his mouth tightly pursed and trembled continuously.

"Okay, stop me."

"Bang!"

The monk in red robe finally reacted. When Xia Song passed by him, he suddenly poked out his hand and made a sound, grabbing Xia Song's clothes.

Xia Song didn't expect that the red-robed monk would suddenly take action. He just thought about returning to Tang Yu's side immediately. After feeling someone holding him, he ignored him and tried his best to continue running forward.

"Click!"

A crisp sound of clothes being torn apart, Xia Song's body broke away from the restrictions of the monk in the red robe and continued to rush towards Tang Yu.

The monk in red robe looked at a strip of cloth in his hand with a confused look on his face, messy in the wind.

Of course, Tang Yu knew that the red-robed monk was talking anger, and it was impossible for them to leave like this, but Tang Yu still pretended to be puzzled, looked at the red-robed monk, and said with a smile: "Monk, didn't you tell us to leave and go home to quarrel? Is there something wrong with my hearing?"

"You..." The monk in red robe was furious by Tang Yu's confused expression. He kept gritting his teeth and looked at Tang Yu fiercely, as if he was about to swallow Tang Yu in one bite.

"What's wrong with me?" Tang Yu was still pretending to be stupid.

"You have privately entered the forbidden area of ​​my Fanluo clan and destroyed the holy relics of my Fanluo clan. Do you think I will let you go? Today, you must die here." The red-robed monk took two deep breaths, finally calmed down, and said angrily.

"cut!"

Tang Yu looked at the red-robed monk with a contempt look on his face and said disdainfully: "Just because of you, you want to stop us?"

"What about us?" Tang Yu's words had just fallen, and a loud voice sounded from behind him.

Tang Yu turned around and saw that countless bald monks appeared from all directions, surrounding them.

The number of people is at least about 10,000.

The most important thing is that many of these 10,000 people are wearing yellow robes, red robes, and even golden cassocks. Among these people, even the lowest-level yellow robes monks have their cultivation levels in the sixth level of the Central God and the Nine Stars, and the Red robes have the seventh level of the Central God. As for the Golden Cassock, they are of course more powerful.

However, Tang Yu could see that even those who were wearing golden robes had only the seventh level of the Gods. The highest one was the peak of the seventh level of the Middle Gods, and did not reach the eightth level of the Middle Gods.

Obviously, even if these people are in a small world, this small world is based on the human realm of the Heavenly Realm Demon Realm, so the restrictions on the human realm are also restricted here. It is impossible for the cultivation to reach the eight realm of the Middle God.

"My masters, you are too exaggerating! I just took my disciples away and didn't make trouble. You sent so many people to encircle us. Don't you think it's too much?" Tang Yu said with a smile.

"Donor, I think you are turning black and white!" An old monk wearing a golden cassock dressed in a Maitreya Buddha, with a smile on his face, and said casually, looking like a normal sentence, but Tang Yu felt a strong murderous intent.

"Master, you're a bit too much! What do you mean by turning black and white? I really can't figure out where I turned black and white?" Tang Yu pretended to be harmless and said with a smile, thinking in his heart: This old bald man is so disgusting. He brought a group of people to criticize us, shameless.

Tang Yu was thinking about the old monk wearing a golden cassock and smiled again and said, "Donor, even if we bring so many people to siege you, it is indeed a bit too much, but it is not reasonable to say bad things behind your back!"

When the old monk wearing a golden cassock spoke, Tang Yu looked confused. Because he was surprised to find that his thoughts were seen through by the old monk. What's going on? Is this old monk still able to read minds?

"The Lord, he is the mind-opener. This old thing is the one who helps us arrange the corridor restrictions on our residence. In fact, it is very easy to block his mind-opener. You just need... The Lord, this is the first time you have encountered this situation, so you suffered a loss." Xia Tangming immediately reminded next to him.

Tang Yu glared at this Qiuxin fiercely, his face full of anger, and he felt that this guy was so disgusting. With his skill like his Xintong, he even used it secretly. It was shameless.

Of course, when I was thinking this way, Tang Yu had already used the Xia Tangming Cult method to block his inner thoughts. The old monk naturally didn't know what Tang Yu was thinking in his heart.

But Qiuxin is an old person who has been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years. Even if he can't see through what Tang Yu was thinking, you can guess from the expression on Tang Yu's face, what Tang Yu was thinking in his heart at this moment.

Qiu Xin said directly: "Donor, I will no longer hold you accountable about his Xinzhi, but... I said you are in a black and white confusing matter. You must admit that if I guessed correctly, there are already several members of the Fanluo tribe who died at your hands!"

The opening of the heart-seeking speech undoubtedly made the atmosphere solidify a little bit again.

"Old Tuipai, I was the one who just started, and I had nothing to do with the Lord. If you want to do anything, come to me directly and cause trouble for my Lord if you have nothing to do." Xia Tangming cursed without waiting for Tang Yu to speak.

Qiu Xin frowned, looked at Xia Tangming helplessly, and said:
Chapter completed!