The warm light shone on his face from the house, and when he saw Ye Mengyao who hurriedly opened the door, Ye Qinghan's hanging heart calmed down.

Ye Mengyao just wanted to speak after seeing him, Ye Qinghan waved his hand, and without waiting for her to speak, he turned around and rushed into the elevator quickly.

The strange Westerner was gone, and although Ye Qinghan had expected it, he still searched around the community a few times and found no trace. After returning to the house, Ye Mengyao naturally had to ask, but Ye Qinghan didn't hide it much, and briefly told her about the situation.

Ye Qinghan, who was talking, suddenly felt that there was no movement beside him, and turned his head to see that Ye Mengyao was already asleep. She was terrified all day, and at this moment, seeing Ye Qinghan come back safely, her mind also relaxed.

Ye Qinghan hugged a quilt from the bedroom and covered it for Ye Mengyao, and when he saw Ye Mengyao's mobile phone on the coffee table, he smiled bitterly, and remembered to call Ma Wenyao.

It has only been a few days since he was reborn, and although outsiders can't see anything abnormal, only he knows that there are still many things that he hasn't adapted to. For example, he forgot to charge his phone at every turn. Habitually walking, not remembering to be able to take a taxi. For example, just now, in fact, Ye Mengyao's situation could be confirmed with a phone call, and he didn't remember that there was such a thing as a phone at all.

"Master Ye, we're ready, we can do it tomorrow! But you have to help me, Jiangnan District is now a mess of muddy waters. Many people have put their hands in, and Boss Jian has not spoken, and now the fight is very lively! We can take a small advantage, if we make a big move, it is likely to cause dissatisfaction among the entire underworld in Xiling City!" As soon as the phone rang twice, Ma Wenyao answered the phone, and before Ye Qinghan could speak, he kept talking.

"I can't control the rest, if there is a master who can't solve it, I will take action!" Ye Qinghan said lightly.

"Okay, I'm relieved to have your words! I, Ma Wenyao, have been mixed up for so many years, and I will never let you down!" Ma Wenyao said excitedly.

"Arrange a few people to come to Jiangshan Xinyuan, I have something for you to do!" Ye Qinghan waited for Ma Wenyao to finish speaking, and said casually.

"Okay, you wait, you will definitely be there within five minutes!" Ma Wenyao responded in one bite.

Ye Qinghan wanted to take advantage of the night to go to the ruins of the ancient battlefield to have a look, but the appearance of that Westerner made him a little alert. He asked Ma Wenyao to arrange someone to come over, just to arrange a few secret sentinels, worried that once he left, Ye Mengyao would have problems here.

What he didn't expect was that he arranged for Ma Wenyao to do things for the first time, and this guy also wanted to perform. He personally led the team, and there were thirty or forty people, and several Jinbei vans were full of people.

Ye Qinghan's face was black, but it was okay, he was worried that if a master really came, these people would not be able to stop him. Now the noise is loud enough, and it can also scare and scare people, so these people simply let these people blatantly patrol around the community.

Thirty or forty people, who walked around a community in the middle of the night, frightened several residents of the community who got up at night, and several of them called the police.

The group of people under Ma Wenyao are all old fritters, not to mention that they haven't done anything out of the ordinary today, even if they really do something, the police can't do anything about them. They quickly found folding tables and stools, and even dragged several barbecue grills over. Poker players play poker, beer drinkers drink beer, and turn a blind eye to the police cars that are eyeing the side. It took a few young policemen to work hard, yawning with a black face, sitting in the police car and accompanying Ma Wenyao and a group of people to get nervous in the middle of the night.

Ye Qinghan ran all the way, and his body almost turned into a cloud of green smoke. The distance from Jiangshan Xinyuan Community to the ancient battlefield is not close, more than 20 kilometers, and it only took him less than 20 minutes to arrive, with an average of one kilometer per minute.

Today's weather is not good, the area near the ancient battlefield is already a suburb, and there are no street lights on either side of the road. The river wind is howling, the shadows behind the city wall are shaking, and the scene of demons dancing in the darkness looks a little more eerie.

Ye Qinghan stood on the narrow mountain path, looking at the dark ruins of the ancient battlefield, his face was a little solemn.

At this moment, it was already midnight, and it was the time when the yin qi was at its strongest, and there were two mysterious symbols faintly flashing in his eyes, and the scene on the mountain became different in his eyes. What shook in front of his eyes were countless faces that screamed sadly.

"Why are there so many Yin Spirits staying here?" Ye Qinghan said in some surprise and walked towards the top of the mountain.

The faces of these ghosts were different, all of them had extremely painful expressions, they opened their mouths and roared, even Ye Qinghan could only faintly hear a trace of sound. At a glance, tens of thousands of figures like black smoke are hugging together, looking like a rolling pitch-black quagmire, a silent hellish scene.

Their bodies are fluttering, but at most they can only hang a few tens of centimeters in the air. Their hands clutched wildly in the air, like drowning people trying to grasp a life-saving straw, but they seemed to be suppressed by some mysterious force, and the space was always fixed in a small area.

These ghosts are naturally human ghosts, all of them are scorched black, and they can't see their true faces at all. Ye Qinghan stepped forward, most of those yin spirits retreated in fear, and only a few of them showed ruthlessness and rushed towards him frantically.

When they touched Ye Qinghan's body, pitch-black smoke came out of their bodies one by one, and there was a faint snorting sound. They let out a silent scream again, retreated at a faster speed, and made a vicious expression towards Ye Qinghan.

Ye Qinghan ignored these yin spirits, walked all the way to the top of the mountain, raised his eyes, and the scene in front of him made him gasp. He saw that these ghosts stretched all the way south from the ruins of the ancient battlefield, and there was no end in sight, and he didn't know how many there were.

"No wonder the development of industrial zones, real estate development, and tourism development here can be done!" Ye Qinghan shook his head and sighed.

"Dust to dust, I'll give you relief!" Ye Qinghan's fingertips swiped in the air, and the portal that had been opened when he was treating Fang Yao that day appeared in the air again. Countless yin spirits frantically rushed towards the portal opened by Ye Qinghan, and Ye Qinghan felt the excitement on their bodies.

But at this time, Ye Qinghan saw that those crazy impacting ghosts seemed to be blocked by some kind of invisible diaphragm, and they were only one step away, but they were never able to take a step. One by one, they roared silently in anger, their faces contorted, but they were bounced out without resistance.

There was a warm feeling in the pocket of his pants, Ye Qinghan reached out and took out the hot object from his pocket, and found that it was the seal given to him by the brothers and sisters of the Ba family, known as the seal of Xiang Wangyin, which was emitting a faint light at the moment.

The entire earth seemed to tremble slightly, and the scene in front of Ye Qinghan, who was holding the Wang Seal, changed again. After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, even if he was determined, he couldn't help but sink his face and snort coldly: "What a ruthless method! Suppressing tens of thousands of Yin Souls here, and never being able to transcend life, how much hatred is this?"