Ye Xiu raised his foot, stepped on the front of the Mercedes-Benz car, and stepped on it suddenly.

"Boom!"

The front of the car instantly sunk in, and Ye Xiu's feet sank into it.

"Boom!"

With another kick, the extended car was kicked backwards by him, and suddenly there was an exclamation around.

Three passers-by, already sluggish.

How much strength should a person have, he kicked the braking car backwards for more than ten meters, leaving two tire marks on the ground.

The front of the car was twisted by one foot, how terrifying this power must be!

At this time, Ye Xiu was like an anomaly in the eyes of the residents who came and went in the community, and he felt unreal for a while.

The extended car door opened, and two people walked down, a young man with very smooth hair, handsome and extraordinary, and his temperament was extremely noble.

Beside him, a stout man, muscular like a small hill, stood there, giving people a great oppressive force, especially his one-eyed, flashing with a ferocious gaze, which swept at a glance, and no one dared to look at him.

"Long Shao, do you want me to break his leg!"

The strong man was about to walk towards Ye Xiu, only to hear the young man's lazy face, and he said impatiently: "Come back." ”

Hearing the order, the strong man, like a robot, would only obey, and without hesitation turned around and walked behind the young man.

"You drive, without eyes?"

Ye Xiu walked up to the young man and asked lightly.

"Hehe, I don't want to make trouble, my driver has always been like this, if you feel scared, that's fine!"

The young man hooked the corners of his mouth, arrogantly domineering, and snapped his fingers very chicly.

I saw the strong man take out a wad of foreign currency from his arms and send it to the young man, who waved the banknote in his hand and said proudly: "This pile of foreign money is equivalent to 300,000 yuan in Huaxia, which is your spiritual loss fee!"

After speaking, he threw it out directly and hit Ye Xiu's chest.

Ye Xiu lowered his head slightly and put the banknote directly into his arms.

Fools send money, don't, that's two fools!

Ye Xiu is naturally arrogant, but why don't you want the money sent from the door.

It can be seen that the identity and status of the other party must be extraordinary, and it even seems that this guy is not a local person.

After seeing Ye Xiu accept the money, a trace of contempt crossed the young man's eyes.

Do you think that the other party is so arrogant and very backbone, and it is not a virtue after picking up the money?

The nature of the beggar is still revealed.

"Hehe·······"

The young man shook his head and sneered, and was about to leave.

And Ye Xiu came to him in an instant, tilted his head slightly, and said softly under the gaze of the other party's somewhat cold eyes: "I received the money, but you haven't apologized yet." ”

"Don't you know what you're talking about?"

The young man smiled coldly, he really didn't want to talk any more nonsense with such an inferior person.

If it weren't for the advice of the family teacher before going out, don't cause trouble here, and now this lifeless guy in front of him would have been pinched off his legs alive by his personal guard Lieshan, and kowtowed to the ground to repent.

"It's pathetic, it looks young, but the ears are ·······" Ye Xiu turned around and glanced at the time, not wanting to be entangled anymore, "Sick!"

After the words fell, Ye Xiu smiled, turned around and walked towards the community.

Lieshan's one-eyed eyes were blood-red, and his evil qi was about to condense into substance, and he was about to chase Ye Xiu when he raised his feet.

The young man's face was cold, as if winter was coming, he squinted at Ye Xiu's departing figure and said slightly: "Lieshan, come back!"

Lieshan's body froze suddenly, and he turned his head, grinning widely, with an angry expression.

Obviously, he has limited intellect and looks stupid.

The young man used him very much, this guy was the best acquired warrior in the organization, comparable to the realm of the early Kaiyuan of the Chinese martial arts, and the pure power transformation warrior.

"Young Master, why don't you kill him! This kind of cheap life, saying a word to you is a blasphemy. ”

The Burning Mountain Urn said angrily.

He didn't understand how he dared to use such a tone when he saw the young master in the organization base, who hated the young master and couldn't kneel down to speak.

"No, we have something important today, why waste your strength on a rookie dog, if you want to kill him, just change the day, today is not suitable. ”

When the words fell, the young people also walked towards the community.

Lieshan shook his head, although he was very puzzled, he still kept up with the young master's footsteps.

Ye Xiu came to the front of Murong Yan's villa, and when he walked in, the room was full of people, and Xiongba was also there, and when Aunt Murong saw Ye Xiu, she hurriedly rushed over.

"Xiao Xiu, hurry up and save Beibei, Auntie begs you, as long as you can save her, Auntie will repay your kindness even if she is a cow or a horse. ”

Murong Yan's aura in the past is long gone, her eyes are flustered, and her face is very haggard, showing a mother's worry, love, and maternal love for her daughter to the fullest.

"Auntie, don't worry, everything is with me. ”

A simple sentence makes people feel safe than a thousand words.

It seems that Ye Xiu himself has a magical power, which makes people feel at ease in an instant.

Murong Yan watched Ye Xiu walk upstairs, came to the bedside, and looked at Murong Beibei, whose breath was already extremely weak, and even his breathing began to be weak.

Now she is very quiet, without the irritability of the past, quiet like a plush doll.

Ye Xiu grabbed her wrist and pressed it slightly, feeling that there was an extremely disordered violent factor in her body, which was extremely unstable and was destroying her body.

The signs of life are constantly declining, and they could die at any moment.

This kind of irritable power made Ye Xiudu feel a palpitation.

Not to mention Murong Beibei, it's hard to imagine how she has survived this inhuman torture for so many years.

This condition is too tricky, however, Ye Xiuqiao is the nemesis of this condition.

When he was in the Xuanyuan Realm, he met a tribe of people, all of whom were suffering from this special stubborn disease.

There is a certain power buried or sealed in the body, and once a person grows to a sufficient age, it is like a flash in the pan, and then it withers instantly.

He had been exposed to at least a thousand of them.

The measure he took at that time was to channel that power into his body and refine it.

This not only solves the threat on the other side, but also strengthens oneself.

The source of that power is actually the purest, and as long as you can conquer that tyranny, you can turn it into your own.

It's just that at that time, he was a martial god body, and his mana reached the sky, and although it was difficult to deal with this situation, it would not be too dangerous.

Right now, although he can also use the Holy Emperor Sutra to channel the power in the other party's body into his body, the risk he has to take is too great.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Murong Beibei, who was originally very stable, suddenly screamed, and a ball of plasma burst out of his chest!

That force seemed to be about to explode completely......