Ye Hao had already predicted that Long Jiahao would lose his mind after knowing the news, so the moment he hung up the phone, the evil dragon in Ye Hao's left hand had already been thrown to the ground by him, and instead he took out a silver needle from his pocket.

Taking advantage of Long Jiahao's stunned moment, Ye Hao shook his arm with his left hand towards the observation deck on the fourth floor, and the silver needle in his hand was wrapped in the flames, and shot straight towards Mo Ziyun's head on the fourth floor.

Ye Hao didn't want to kill Mo Ziyun, but just now he had reminded Mo Ziyun with his eyes, when he raised his arm and threw out the silver needle, Mo Ziyun also saw it, as long as the silver needle was close and Mo Ziyun turned his head slightly, the silver needle would shoot directly into Long Jiahao's head.

But after all, the silver needle is relatively far away, and Ye Hao is not 100% sure that he can shoot Long Jiahao's head and make it a pen name.

Because Long Jiahao's stomach was too weak, he was much slower to even grab the dagger and stab Mo Ziyun's throat, and he couldn't grasp the dagger because of the detachment of his wrist, and when the dagger with cold light touched Mo Ziyun's skin, Mo Ziyun was already staring at the silver in front of him.

She couldn't care about the dagger at her throat anymore, she gritted her teeth and slammed her head to the right, and the silver needle that shot rapidly with a breaking sound instantly sank into Long Jiahao's left eye.

It was at this time that a young disciple with a hideous face and a cyan robe appeared behind Long Jiahao, and the long sword in his hand did not hesitate at all, and directly stretched it under Long Jiahao's neck.

When the long sword in the young man's hand was placed under Long Jiahao's neck, the young man grabbed Long Jiahao's shoulder, leaned into his ear and roared: "You killed the head and elder of my Xuanqing faction, you deserve death." After speaking, with a twitch of his right hand, the long sword cut along Long Jiahao's neck.

Poof, blood sprayed on Mo Ziyun's body in an instant, and he didn't scream at the sharp pain of the silver needle piercing into Long Jiahao's eyes, and the next second he heard a cold voice in his ears, and then he only felt a cold neck, and he felt his life passing quickly.

"Click......" Long Jiahao's throat made such a strange sound, even if it was a moment ago, he still did not let go of the Mo Ziyun in his hand, but at the moment before he fell, he used all his strength to slam Mo Ziyun forward.

The guardrail of the observation deck was already very low, and Mo Ziyun, who didn't react, stumbled out and rushed out, his knees on the guardrail, and his body fell directly to the eaves that extended downward.

"Ah......" Mo Ziyun looked at the height below, and the whole person screamed in fright, if you fall like this, you will become crippled if you don't die.

Mo Ziyun rolled a few times on the eaves outside the observation deck, and his body rolled up some broken glazed tiles and fell directly to the ground from the fourth floor.

Seeing this scene, Ye Hao instantly frowned, snorted, and quickly rushed towards the eaves.

When dealing with Qiu Qianjue, there was already very little flame in his body, and with the flying needle just now, there was no more flame in Ye Hao's dantian. But when he saw Mo Ziyun falling, he immediately bent his knees, and his right and left arms were stretched out and raised at the same time, making a movement to catch people.

A person falling from the height of the fourth floor, a height of more than ten meters, can reach at least hundreds of catties of impact under the action of gravity. But Ye Hao only had one thought at this time, you could make Mo Ziyun smash to the ground.

She is an ordinary person, and if she is smashed down like this, the luckiest person may also be disabled.

The moment Mo Ziyun's body took off, she had already covered her eyes, and she didn't see Ye Hao rushing over, because she couldn't control her body in the air, and there was only one thought in her mind, and she was doomed.

Boom!

In the next second, Mo Ziyun felt that her body had landed on two very strong things, one under her thighs and one behind her waist, and the huge recoil force stabbed her in pain. But soon, Ye Hao's muffled snort of pain came from her ears.

Not dead?

Mo Ziyun opened her eyes, and she immediately widened her tearful eyes, and looked at Ye Hao with a painful face in shock. Because Ye Hao's right arm had already been hit hard, and at this time, he had also withstood the impact of Mo Ziyun's fall from a high altitude, and Ye Hao instantly felt the sharp pain of his right arm and hand bones rupturing.

"Ye Hao!" Mo Ziyun didn't care about the pain in his body. Immediately turned over, she only saw Ye Hao kneeling on one knee on the ground, his hands slightly bent to make a pick-up motion.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ziyun couldn't believe that Ye Hao actually caught him with his bare hands. And Tang Sumei and the others in the back also ran over to this side with a shocked face.

"Ye Hao, how are you?" Mo Ziyun raised his hand to touch Ye Hao's flesh-and-blood right arm.

Ye Hao immediately exclaimed bitterly: "Don't, don't touch." ”

As he spoke, he slowly stood up, and then his right arm landed very slowly and vertically beside him. No need to look, the elbow bone is already shattered.

Seeing Mo Ziyun land safely, Tang Sumei let out a sigh of relief: "Okay, it's finally okay now." ”

"Ye Hao, what now?" Tang Sumei looked around and the many Xuanqing Sect disciples in the main hall who were looking at this side, these people also have to be dealt with, they can't all be killed, right?

Tang Sumei didn't know that if something happened to Mo Ziyun, Ye Hao would really do such a thing. The last mission before leaving the Dragon Soul was because of Lao Kun's death, Ye Hao killed hundreds of mercenaries in a fit of rage.

"I need some medicinal herbs, and the rest of the things, you can take whatever you need? Those disciples, just disperse and go down the mountain. Ye Hao said in a deep voice.

Hearing Ye Hao's words, Tang Sumei's eyes widened: "Take their things?" Isn't that a robber? ”

"The Xuanqing faction must have accumulated some wealth over the years, even if it is a robber, don't you?" Ye Hao glanced at Tang Sumei coldly.

Tang Sumei glanced back at Ye Hao with complicated eyes, a little coquettish, she waved her hand and shouted at the people behind her: "Gather the disciples of the Xuanqing Sect, and then disperse them down the mountain." ”

With that, she led the way inside.

At this moment, an angry shout came from behind: "Grass, let that old guy run." Qin Zhongtian, who was wearing a black windbreaker, walked towards this side with the Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers, and slammed it fiercely.

His speed is definitely faster than Chen Jiuxuan, but the difference is that he can't get to the terrain of the southeast mountain, so after Chen Jiuxuan got into the deep mountains and old forests, Qin Zhongtian followed for a while, and found that he couldn't find anyone.

Because he was worried that Ye Hao was still in danger here, Qin Zhongtian had to give up the chase and turn back. When Qin Zhongtian saw Mo Ziyun beside Ye Hao, he grinned: "Brother and sister are okay?" As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted it on Ye Hao's right shoulder.