"I've already given you a chance. Han Ye raised his head, didn't even look at Fu Xiangming, who was kneeling, and said lightly, "When I took An An away, I gave you a chance. You abused An An in every way, and used her to earn ill-gotten gains, and even blackmailed her to me.

I should have given you harsher punishments, but in the end I let you go.

But you did not repent, and even thought of stealing behind my back and taking revenge on me.

Do you really think that I won't show up? Do you really think that immortal cultivators are so incompetent?"

Fu Xiangming's sweat was like rain, and his body trembled: "Big ...... Daxian eyes are like torches, discerning, I know that I am wrong, I really know that I am wrong, and I hope that Daxian can give me one last chance, I will definitely change my past mistakes, and be a good person from now on, and burn incense and worship Buddha every day, and atone for my sins. ”

Han Ye smiled sarcastically, not believing it at all.

"It doesn't matter if you frame me, I can understand it, it's not that I can't spare you. But you shouldn't involve An An as well, her background is already very pitiful, it's not enough for you to use her for so long?

In the end, his voice was as cold as ice.

Although Fu Xiangming is a fake monk who is swaggering and deceiving, he is still very good at observing words and feelings.

As soon as he heard Han Ye's tone turn cold, he knew that something was wrong, and the strategy of pleading had lost its effectiveness.

So he didn't say a word, stretched out his hand to wipe his snot and tears, got up from the ground, turned around and ran desperately in the direction of home.

At the same time, he opened his mouth to cry out for help.

It was the dead of night, and if he shouted for help, it would definitely attract the patrolling community security guards, and even wake up the residents in the community and attract everyone's attention.

In this way, even an immortal cultivator might have scruples and dare not get rid of him in front of everyone.

As long as he can escape tonight, he will move immediately and leave the capital to hide for a while.

It's just that although Fu Xiangming thought well, it was actually very different from his imagination.

He was about to shout for help when Han Ye suddenly raised his hand, and a divine power **** came out, submerging from the back of his neck and penetrating into his throat.

Fu Xiangming immediately appeared, and when his words reached his mouth, his voice couldn't come out!

He was so frightened and screamed as hard as he could, and even his fat face turned red because he tried too hard, but he still didn't make a sound, it was as if he had suddenly become mute!

Fu Xiangming was inexplicably shocked in his heart, and glanced back at Han Ye, knowing that Han Ye must have done something from it.

He had no choice but to give up his plan to call for help, and ran for his life on his own legs, hoping to get rid of Han Ye's pursuit.

Han Ye watched Fu Xiangming run with all his might in front of him, but he was not in a hurry at all, he just followed Fu Xiangming unhurriedly, like a mouse playing a cat, letting the other party run wildly.

Because he knew that it was impossible for Fu Xiangming to escape from the palm of his hand.

In that case, let the other party run away and taste the taste of fear.

Only in this way will Fu Xiangming always remember tonight's lesson, and in the future, he will not think about taking advantage of his unpreparedness and stabbing him in the back.

Fu Xiangming ran forward with all his might, cold sweat and hot sweat came out of his body, soaking the autumn pants, and even his jeans were wet, it was estimated that it would not be long before even the jeans could be wrung out.

His mouth was dry, and his heart was beating so hard that it seemed to pop out of his throat.

Fu Xiangming has never been like today, and he feels that the journey home is so long, as if there is no end.

He could already see the security door beckoning to him from the downstairs of the residence, but he just couldn't get there.

Fu Xiangming gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

The calves and stomachs of both of his legs had begun to tremble due to the rush of running, but he had to persevere.

Because there was an evil ghost behind him, and the rustling footsteps were his talisman.

If he gives up now, his life may end here.

Of course, what to do next after escaping back, whether the iron gate can stop the footsteps of the demon behind him, Fu Xiangming has no bottom in his heart.

But now he can't protect himself, and he can't think about the future.

Seeing that the iron gate was getting closer and closer to him, the flame of hope in Fu Xiangming's heart was burning more and more.

Finally, Fu Xiangming rushed to the door, took out the key with a nervous and excited hand, and opened the door.

He glanced back, only to see the immortal cultivator behind him stop, as if he knew that he couldn't catch up.

Fu Xiangming slammed the security door of the residential building shut, and then held on to the fence on the door and gasped, sweat falling from his head like a waterfall.

He hadn't done such a fierce exercise for many years, and he was about to fall into vain with his desperate run just now.

However, despite his great luck, he managed to escape and reach safety.

He was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, but at this moment, through the gap in the fence, he saw a sneering smile on Han Ye's lips.

Immediately after, he saw Han Ye slowly open his five fingers and aim them at him.

(End of chapter)