Ye Zhifang frowned bitterly, but he was bitter in his heart, but his heart was horizontal, half begging Ye Haitian and half selling obediently.

"Dad, my daughter has never meant anything to others, is it okay to believe in my daughter once? Set off in two hours, and I'll be sure to give you a satisfactory answer. ”

"No, my plan has already been planned, I definitely can't wait two hours before going up the mountain, besides, Ye Erfan and Ye Haifeng haven't seen our people, and when they come back, I don't know how Lu Dao will deal with your father?"

Ye Haitian patted his chest angrily and excitedly.

"They also want to come back alive." Ye Zhifang muttered to himself in a low voice, and his voice was as small as a mosquito.

"What are you muttering, why don't you tie him up and drag him away for me." Ye Haitian pointed to Mo Junxie standing in front of him and shouted.

At this time, Mo Junxie looked back at Ye Haitian and Ye Zhimad.

His eyes fell on Ye Zhimad again, and the two made eye contact, but they did not explain to Ye Haitian and the others.

Ye Zhimad let out an "oh", but there was a trace of cunning light in his eyes.

Raised his head, walked forward, stood beside Mo Junxie, put his hands behind his back, raised his head and chest, and said in a loud voice: "A few of you have brought a rope to tie him up." ”

Speaking of "him", Ye Zhimad's eyes rolled.

The few disciples standing in front of them trembled, you look at me, I look at you, you push me, I push you, no one dares to take a rope.

Ye Zhimad frowned: "Why can't you understand my words?" Bring the rope and go. ”

I don't know which brave young man behind him walked out and walked towards the ancestral hall.

When the young man came out again, everyone saw him holding a thick rope in his hand and came to Ye Zhimad.

Ye Zhimad glanced at him, then turned back and looked at Bai Chenxiao.

Bai Chenxiao frowned in embarrassment, he knew who this Ye Zhimad was going to tie up?

Unexpectedly, he was pushed out of the corner at the critical moment.

But he still walked towards her, reached out and took the rope, and turned around and called: "Uncle, come and help." ”

Ye Haitian's face improved slightly and walked towards the three of them.

When he saw the rope, he didn't think that he would be tied up by himself.

No, as soon as he walked towards them, Bai Chenxiao tied up behind him, stretched out his hand to cover Ye Haitian's mouth, and then clasped his hands behind his back.

Full of apologies, he said: "Uncle, I'm sorry, you can't complain about me, if you want to complain, you can complain about the person who tied you." ”

Mo Junxie's cold gaze flicked towards Bai Chenxiao fiercely, but the action of tying up Ye Haitian was even harder.

Ye Zhimad, who was standing on the side, kept his back to Ye Haitian, and didn't dare to look back at Ye Haitian's murderous gaze.

She felt a chill down her spine, as if countless cold hailstones were coming at her, making her shiver uncontrollably.

In the end, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at Ye Haitian.

Ye Haitian had been tied to death by the two big men with a thick rope at this time.

Even his mouth was stuffed with a ball of cloth that Shippo had conjured up with illusions.

Qibao also planned to change another strip of black cloth to blindfold Ye Haitian's eyes, but he was severely beaten by Mo Junxie.

The reason is: "You think that if you don't have your father, you can mess around casually and offend him, who will I marry." ”

Qibao covered the big bag on his head, and said without tears: "Ma Mi, you have offended him a long time ago, okay?" ”