It was just the most tender emerald green leaf on the branch, and when Ye Qinghan gently pinched it on his fingertips, Chen Shuosheng felt a huge fear. Just when his face showed a look of madness, ready to take a desperate gamble. Ye Qinghan flicked his index finger, and an emerald green light flashed, and the leaf was like a bullet, instantly penetrating Chen Shuosheng's forehead.

"Flying flowers and picking leaves?" Chen Shuo was blind to life and death, and his unbelievable emotions still remained in his eyes that were struggling to open.

The feng shui of the ancient battlefield site is actually quite good, Ye Qinghan's position looked down, and the eyes were boiling river. On the other side of the ruins is the road leading to the industrial area, and on the other side of the road is a slightly higher hill with dozens of half-built villas.

Ye Qinghan's gaze seemed to be unintentional, and he swept towards the top floor of the tallest unfinished building. On the top floor of the unfinished building, a flat-headed young man with glasses in his hand and a piece of grass in his mouth saw his sweeping gaze, and he only felt a heartbeat, and hid behind the wall of the top floor with his hands and feet, gasping for breath.

"Team leader, I can see it very clearly, none of the eight four-grade masters can make a move in his hands. When you kill that student at the end, you can even kill it from a distance with a leaf. I'll send you the specific video later, but it's too far away and a little blurry!" said the flat-headed young man after a moment of calm, and then said into the microphone of the mobile phone that had been on the phone.

"Got it! You can find a way to suppress this matter first, and wait for my notice!" a deep voice responded faintly and hung up the phone.

Ye Mengyao actually didn't listen to Ye Qinghan's arrangement, and not long after Ye Qinghan left, she followed up with the ruins of the ancient battlefield. It's just that at the beginning, she didn't dare to make any sound, for fear of affecting Ye Qinghan.

Seeing that Ye Qinghan easily solved the opponent, she no longer hid and rushed out of the thorn vines. hurriedly helped untie the rope that bound Fang Yao, and hugged Fang Yao and cried, of course Fang Yao was also frightened, and also cried.

"Let's go, this is not a place to stay for a long time!" Ye Qinghan coughed and reminded softly.

"Let's go, get out of here!" Ye Mengyao suddenly came to her senses, and walked down the mountain with Fang Yao, who was soft in her hands and feet.

The few people who were killed by Ye Qinghan, some fell on the side of the road, and some even hung on the trees, one by one dripping with blood, their eyes wide, a terrifying scene.

Ye Qinghan's face was still pale, but Ye Mengyao and Fang Yao had never seen such a scene. The two of them just felt like they were walking in hell on earth, screaming and vomiting incessantly. I finally walked to the orange Volkswagen, and both of them were about to collapse.

Ye Mengyao was originally going to send Fang Yao back to her own home, but Fang Yao, who was overly frightened, developed a high fever not long after getting into the car, and she was holding Ye Qinghan's hand all the way and was unwilling to let go. After asking for her consent, Ye Mengyao had no choice but to take her back to her home in the Xinyuan Community in Jiangshan.

Not long after entering the door, Fang Yao, who was originally conscious, began to talk nonsense, giggling and laughing, as if he was stunned. Ye Mengyao, who was still calling her aunt to report her safety, fell to the ground in fright.

After Ye Qinghan heard the movement, his gaze swept over Fang Yao's face, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Qinghan, what are you doing in a daze? Come and take her to the hospital quickly!" Ye Mengyao saw Ye Qinghan's appearance and shouted anxiously.

Ye Qinghan didn't answer, and in her puzzled gaze, she walked in front of Fang Yao. Fang Yao was beating wildly at the moment, dancing with a strange smile, Ye Qinghan suddenly stretched out two fingers and clicked on the center of her eyebrows at an extremely fast speed.

Fang Yao fell down softly, his face regained his calm, and his breathing calmed down, looking as if he was asleep. And Ye Qinghan's brows were still tightly furrowed.

"Fang Yao's situation, it's useless to send him to the hospital!" Ye Qinghan looked at Ye Mengyao and said seriously.

"She should just be overly frightened and a little confused, right? What big deal can it be? Don't scare me!" Ye Mengyao said with a look on her face and some disbelieving.

"There is an ancient battlefield, when Emperor Zhaolie was burned to the camp for 700 miles, the number of dead people is countless, and it is the place where the yin qi is the heaviest in the entire Xiling City. And Fang Yao, as a girl, has relatively heavy yin qi, and today is too frightened, she is even weaker, she is possessed by yin qi!" Ye Qinghan shook his head with a serious face and said.

"Qinghan, don't scare me with a god, the hospital can't help it, do you have a way?" Ye Mengyao was also frightened when she heard what Ye Qinghan said seriously.

"I can't do anything for the time being, but his current condition is quite stable, but he can't wake up for the time being. I'll go out tomorrow to find some herbs and I'll be able to wake him up when I get back." Ye Qinghan stretched out his hand to probe Fang Yao's snort, checked her pulse again, and looked up and said to Ye Mengyao.

"You're not lying to me, are you?, where are you trying to sneak away?" Ye Mengyao glanced at him strangely, a little suspicious.

"What are you lying to, I'm not going to do anything unseemly. I'm going to Zhongli Mountain, I'm going to get something there!" Ye Qinghan smiled and shook his head.

Ye Qinghan didn't lie to Ye Mengyao, Fang Yao's situation was indeed the same as he said, and now he really didn't have the ability to solve this situation.

The aura of the earth is too thin, and his current cultivation method is a cultivation method that has been forcibly opened up by using the Ye family's [Canglong Huanyu Sutra] combined with some of the earth's martial arts cultivation methods learned in the previous life.

There are many drawbacks to this method, if you want to systematically cultivate the [Canglong Huanyu Sutra], you must have the support of aura, without enough aura, Ye Qinghan is like a bird with broken wings, and he can't fly at all.

Including when he saw Luo Yun, he postponed the time to help him get rid of the Gu poison to ten days later, and it was also for this reason. Only when he obtained the Spirit Source Mulberry Seed on Zhongli Mountain would his cultivation path be on the right track.

Fang Yao was placed in the guest room by Ye Mengyao, and Ye Qinghan spent another night in cultivation.

At dawn the next day, he quietly went out.

Zhongli Mountain, located in Bayang County in the south of Xiling City, is a famous tourist attraction in Bayang County, and countless domestic and foreign tourists come to visit every day. After a two-hour drive, Ye Qinghan changed to a cruise ship in the scenic spot, and he had no intention of enjoying the picturesque scenery on both sides of the turquoise and clear river, he had been standing at the bow of the boat, looking at Zhongli Mountain which was getting closer and closer.

Lingyuan Mulberry was the name he heard in the Ye family when he was in his first life, and he always thought it was just a legend, until he really got a Lingyuan Mulberry seed in Zhongli Mountain. The only way to know about this artifact is that it is an ancient sacred tree, and it is said that the fruit of this tree can live forever after being eaten.

However, in the previous life, he was bent on revenge, and the biggest role of Lingyuan Sangmu was to provide him with a steady stream of spiritual support. And before he could carefully study the follow-up use of this artifact, he died in Ye Wufang's hands with hatred.

"In this life, I won't be impulsive anymore, if you follow me, I will never be buried again!" Ye Qinghan gently tapped on the railing of the cruise ship, and made a promise to the seed of the spiritual source mulberry.