"I'm sorry. ”

Ye Haotian's tears rained down.

"If I hadn't asked you to bid in the first place, I wouldn't have offended the Han family, and they wouldn't have regarded you as a target for vendetta, it's all my fault. ”

"I know that the person who is the main envoy is Han Zhongtian, but my strength is too weak to kill him now, if it weren't for the Quicksand Eastern Emperor, I might also die in the Han Mansion. ”

"But I won't let him go, I will definitely kill him to avenge you, I just hope you get better soon, I want to take you to the temple, I want to tell the whole world that you are my woman, my Ye Haotian's wife, let you give me a baby, give birth to a lot of babies, Hera, I beg you, you must wake up, you must ......"

A low cry rang out in the room, and the listeners were so sad and heartbroken.

Ye Haotian gently lay beside Hera, pouring out the pain and sorrow in her heart, repenting of her neglect and alienation in the past, Hera lay motionless on the edge of the bed, letting the tears of the man next to her drip on her body and flow into her heart, she still closed her eyes tightly and did not move.

I don't know how long it took.

Ye Haotian stopped crying, pushed the door and walked out of the house.

As the night faded, and the morning dawn dawned in the east, he first returned to his bedroom, changed into a set of clean clothes, and then walked towards the gate of the rich manor.

A master of the Long family who was hiding in the shadows to protect the manor suddenly appeared.

"Ye Gongzi, where are you going?"

"Get me a carriage, I'm going back to the temple. ”

The Dragon family master was stunned and hesitated, "At this hour?"

"Don't alarm anyone, I'll go back and sample things and I'll be back soon. ”

Ye Haotian said in an unquestioning tone.

"Yes!"

This Dragon Family master quickly disappeared.

Soon, an inconspicuous carriage stopped in front of Ye Haotian, and after he got into the car, the coachman didn't ask out loud, and left directly.

It was about five o'clock in the morning, and the inhabitants of the city were immersed in a sweet dream, and there was not a single figure in sight on the wide avenue, and the carriage was running fast, and an hour later it came to the temple gate.

Ye Haotian jumped out of the carriage, and after entering the hall, he bypassed the heavy hall towers, passed through the square of the Chengtian Great Festival, and stopped next to a large hall with a faint smell of medicinal herbs.

At this hour, the clergy and disciples of the temple were also cultivating in their respective rooms, and the entire hall was empty, completely devoid of the noise and noise of the day.

After the divine sense was released, and the enforcer who was sure not to be hidden in the shadows noticed him, Ye Haotian spit out a few obscure characters in a low voice, crashed into the stone wall in front of him, and disappeared.

After a stick of incense, Ye Haotian appeared in a room on the second floor of this hall.

The room was not big, there was only a bed and a table in it, and there was nothing on the table, and there was a person lying on the bed.

The man lying on the bed was still very young, he looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, his slightly sunken eyes were closed as if he were asleep, his bare chest and arms were covered with white bandages, and he leaned against a long knife against the wall at the head of the bed.

It was a blood-red broadsword, twice as long as a normal sword.

Seeing this big knife and the sleeping boy on the bed, Ye Haotian breathed a sigh of relief, he walked to the side of the bed, and his shoes stepped on the bottom plate paved with a precious spar without making any sound, but when he was less than two meters away from the bed, the young man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and after seeing Ye Haotian's appearance clearly, his face changed miserably, and he was about to jump up, when the wound was in severe pain, he screamed in pain, and rolled directly off the bed.

At this time, Ye Haotian's voice sounded.

"The wounds on your body are all left by me, I know the weight better than anyone else, even if you are healed by divine magic, it will take a day and a night to get out of bed, as for the hands...... You're not my opponent in a winning state, let alone now?"

"How did you get in! What are you going to do?"

The young man who rolled to the ground asked sharply as he endured the pain on his body. He is Han Zhongtian's son Han Baichuan.

Ye Haotian sat down next to the bed board expressionlessly.

"After the ranking match, I didn't wait for Zhuang Yusheng to announce the name of the first place and left Vientiane Valley, do you know why?"

"What does it matter to me where you go!"

Han Baichuan quickly calmed down, he sat on the ground with one hand supporting his body, and his tone naturally flowed with the arrogance of a talented young man.

"yes, it really doesn't matter to you where I go. It's like I have nothing to do with your Han family, but you want to kill me, why is that?"

Without waiting for Han Baichuan to speak, Ye Haotian said again: "Because I bought the Earth Scorpion Tiger at a higher price at the auction, your father held a grudge and sent a hornet to get rid of me, and after he missed, he wanted you to take the opportunity of the ranking match to kill me, right?"

Han Baichuan clenched his teeth and stared at Ye Haotian coldly.

"It was the first time I participated in the auction in Anyang City, and it was only later that I learned that the increase in the price of a gold coin is a provocation and humiliation to the opponent, but if your Han family is really rich, you can humiliate me in the same way, but your father is good, and he will come to Yin if he can't compete with me, this is the style and means of your wealthy families?"

"You are also a cultivator, there is a saying in the cultivation world that you should have heard, that is, a fair duel, whether you win or lose, it will not harm your family, but you have violated this rule, not only attacked me, but also secretly sent people to deal with my woman. ”

Ye Haotian took a deep breath, and then said: "Her name is Hera, I don't know if your father has mentioned it to you, outsiders think she is my guard, but in fact, this is not the case, her real identity is my wife, his father died for me half a year ago, and the name of my knife was given by his old man." ”

Hearing this, the muscles on Han Baichuan's face twitched involuntarily.

"Hera was attacked this afternoon. ”

Ye Haotian lowered the hand that was touching the nameless long knife on his back.

"There are seventeen people in total, all of them are killers sent by your father, I killed thirteen people in one night, and four people have not been found, but it will not be long before I will kill them with my own hands. ”

"How do you know the killer was sent by my father!"

Han Baichuan suddenly screamed, he was already very smart, if he couldn't guess what Ye Haotian meant, then he wouldn't be the most talented young genius in Anyang.

"Your dad admitted it himself. ”。

Ye Haotian's voice became calmer and calmer, but Han Baichuan's face was pale and bloodless.

"I went to your house after killing those thirteen people, and your father confessed to my face that he was the mastermind behind the scenes, and I was surprised at the time, I didn't think he would dare to admit it, and then I realized that he did it because he didn't want me to get out alive, so we did it. ”