The ghost is dead, never to come back.

Ye Han didn't expect that there would be such a day.

Before he came to England, he had a plan in mind, and he thought nothing could go wrong.

Encountering the Sword God was something he hadn't expected in advance.

But he still has the strength to defeat the Sword God.

However, the ghost they met the reformer, Ye Han really didn't expect it.

I didn't expect the ghost to die in battle.

The Ghost is only one person fighting, and it's obvious that the Ghost is holding back the Transhuman, letting the other members of the Death Temple leave first.

This reduced the damage, but it also cost the ghost his life.

Ye Han wiped the tears from his face, picked up the ghost, and flew into the sky.

He's going to bring the ghost's corpse back to Huaxia.

The ghost had said that if he died, he would be cremated, and his ashes would be buried in the Death Temple headquarters, so that he would be his home.

The ghost was telling a joke, but no one could have imagined that it would happen one day.

Ye Han is very sad.

It was the third time he had been so miserable.

The first time was the death of his mother, the second time was the death of his master Xu Long, and this was the third time.

"Osvid.Transform Man."

Ye Han flew in the air, his eyes bursting with hatred and rage.

It was they who killed the ghost, which made the hatred between Ye Han and them even deeper.

"Ghost, I'll fulfill your last wish, bring you back to the Death Temple headquarters."

Ye Han's tears flowed out again.

He was really sad.

The best brother died in front of him, and the ghost was not only his brother, his men, his comrades.

Or his big brother.

The ghost is twelve years older than Ye Han, the ghost has no family, and is not married, let alone has any children.

He just walked away alone.

The heavy rain was still continuing, Ye Han was holding the ghost, flying in the air, and flying towards the predetermined location.

Distant Huaxia.Death Temple Headquarters.

"Bang dang."

"I'm going to rely on my coffee."

Xiaoqiang accidentally knocked the cup on the table to the ground, and the coffee spilled on the ground.

"Strange. I don't feel right tonight." Xiao Qiang ignored the coffee on the ground and patted his head.

"Hey, who's that, contact the boss, and see how they're doing." Xiao Qiang shouted to a member of the Temple of Death not far away.

"Yes." This member of the Temple of Death quickly pressed a few times on the computer keyboard, and then called Ye Han and the others.

A minute later, the Death Temple member shook his head at Xiao Qiang. I can't get in touch."

"It's weird." Xiao Qiang slapped the table.

"Xiaoqiang, come over and have a look."

Suddenly, a member of the Temple of Death patted Xiaoqiang on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow.

"What's wrong?"

Xiaoqiang seemed to sense that something was wrong and stood up.

"The hotel where the boss is staying has been attacked by mercenaries, there is a big explosion on the top floor, and now the British military has put the whole country under martial law." The Death Temple member pulls Qiang over to the monitor, where the news is playing.

"It's a pity that Lao Tzu can't go to England, otherwise he will be able to kill." Xiaoqiang slapped the table with regret on his face.

"Boss, how are they?" Xiaoqiang asked.

"According to the surveillance, they left the hotel unharmed, but several brothers were injured, but nothing serious."

"Can you reach them now?" Xiaoqiang asked.

"No, the signal on their side seems to be blocked."

"Damn, I feel like my heart is beating fast, like something is going to happen." Xiao Qiang scratched his hair and said with a depressed face: "If there is any news, contact me immediately, and send someone to clean up the coffee on the ground for me.

"Yes."

Xiaoqiang patted his face and walked to the lounge.

His heart was beating fast, and he seemed to sense that something was happening.

But what he didn't know was that something was really going on, and it was a big thing.

Nine members of the Temple of Death waited anxiously at the docks at their intended location.

Ye Han and the ghost were left to deal with the enemy, and they came to the retreat site unharmed, but no one felt relaxed.

Their hearts were beating fast, and they seemed to sense that something was going on.

None of them dared to think badly.The members of the Temple of Death had a good relationship.Each of them was a brother.They couldn't accept the news that anyone had died in battle.

"Why, boss, they haven't come back yet, I'm in a hurry." A member of the Temple of Death said anxiously.

"Don't talk about it, I'm anxious."

"Look, it looks like the boss is back."

"It seems to be true."

All the members of the Temple of Death stood up and looked at a figure not far away.

Ye Han hugged the ghost's body and walked towards the boat by the river step by step.

"Huh."

Everyone sensed that something was wrong, and the uninjured people jumped out of the boat one after another and walked in the direction of Ye Han.

When they saw the ghost in Ye Han's arms, everyone's hearts chuckled.

Because they seem to be aware of the ghost in Ye Han's arms, and they are not breathing.

"Boss, Big Ghost, what's wrong with him." A member of the Temple of Death said cautiously.

"He's dead." Ye Han replied lightly.

Ye Han didn't hide it, because this is also something that can't be hidden, everyone will know about it sooner or later, and they should know it.

"What."

Everyone was stunned, their mouths wide open, and they couldn't accept this fact.

"He's dead, he's dead at the hands of a reformer."

Ye Han walked to the side of the boat step by step and jumped directly on it.

"How is it possible, big brother ghost."

One of the Death Temple members opened his mouth wide open, his face full of shock, but tears were already swirling in his eyes.

"No. I can't believe it."

A member of the Temple of Death falls to his knees in the water, slapping against the water.

The ghost is their big brother, take them on missions, train with them, eat with them, drink with them, and fight with them.

They never dared to think that he would die in battle one day, because they were subconsciously afraid that it would happen.

But the ghosts who had been drinking with them an hour ago are now separated by yin and yang.

"Ahh

The roar spread throughout the sky, and the rain rained even harder.

It's as if God is crying.

Everyone was in tears, including Ye Han.

Every member of the Temple of Death is like a brother, and they can't accept that their brother was killed in battle.

Ye Han gently placed the ghost's corpse on the board of the boat and put his coat over his body.

"Boss, big brother, he, is he really dead?"

The injured fire dragon clutched his chest and crawled to Ye Han's side.

Ye Han glanced at him, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth, and his face was also very pale, but tears were still pouring out.

The dragon knew it was true, but he couldn't believe it.

Ye Han bit his lip and nodded.

Until now, Ye Han can't believe this fact, but he just happened, and no one can change it.

"No, I don't believe Big Ghost is dead, he must be asleep, I woke him up."

The fire dragon hugged the ghost's body, kept shaking, choked and said, "Brother ghost, get up, you said you want to help me find a daughter-in-law, and be my future son's godfather, you can't just die, I still owe you a meal, you get up, I invite you to eat now, you get up, big brother ghost, don't die, you don't die."

The cry of the fire dragon was heard throughout the night sky.

Eight other members of the Temple of Death also ran up to the ghost, crying and screaming.

But the ghost is destined to never be heard again, and it is impossible to wake up again.

Ye Han silently stepped aside, letting these members of the Death Temple cry and shout.

The relationship between the members of the Temple of Death Ye Han is very clear.The relationship is like siblings.Whoever is injured will be distressed together.No member of the Temple of Death has died in battle over the years.And this time.This is the first time.

As they cried, Ye Han wiped the tears from his face, and then walked to the wheelhouse to start the ship.

"I'm going to fight them."

Suddenly, a member of the Temple of Death wiped tears from his face and jumped up from the ground, ready to jump off the boat.

"You come back to me." Ye Han stretched out his right hand and used his telekinesis to pull this Death Temple member back.

Ye Han's figure flashed, and he came to Class A, looking at these members of the Death Temple who were still crying, gritting his teeth and saying: "You guys listen to me.The reformers who killed the ghosts have been blasted into powder by me.There is not even a scum left.I know that many of you want to find trouble with Osveld.But you all remember for me.If you want to find it, I will find it.You go only to die.Do you have anyone here who is the opponent of the reformers?No."

"Even the ghosts that are more powerful than you have died at the hands of the reformers, and I am the only one in the world who can kill them, so you all treat me obediently, and no one should run around.

"Don't worry, I'll go to trouble Auswald, I'll get rid of any of the reformers."

After speaking, Ye Han wiped the tears from his face, pointed to a member of the Temple of Death, and said, "You, go and sail the boat, and I have already entered the coordinates."

"You guys, move the ghost back to the boat, don't let him get rained."

Ye Han took a deep breath and choked up and said, "Treat his wounds, change him into a clean set of clothes, be careful, he just fell asleep, if I hurt him anything, I peeled your skin."

"Yes."

The members of the Temple of Death choked up and nodded.

Ye Han didn't walk back to the cabin, but walked to the guardrail, letting the rain wash over his body.

He had been in the rain for a long time, but he had no intention of going in to take shelter.

Ye Han is thinking, self-blame, and sadness.

"Jingle bells."

The mobile phone in Ye Han's pocket rang.

Ye Han's mobile phone is very awesome, waterproof, and has been rained for so long.

"Whew......" Ye Han exhaled and took out his mobile phone.

Ye Han looked at it and found that it was Lin Xiyao's phone.

"Xi Yao." Ye Han wiped the tears from his face and said with a little choked up.

"What's wrong with you, brother?" Lin Xiyao seemed to sense that Ye Han was wrong, and hurriedly asked.

"It's okay, it's nothing, it's raining here, it's raining just now, I'm catching a cold."

Ye Han hurriedly covered it up, he didn't want Lin Xiyao to know his current sadness.