"Emperor Yan is dead!"

In the Qiao family's villa, Ye Fan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, suddenly frowned, and said coldly.

He planted a slave mark for Emperor Yan, if Emperor Yan did not die, the slave mark would not disappear, and at this moment, the slave mark planted on Emperor Yan disappeared!

"What? Could it be that he really came?" On the side, when Bai Qinghang and Qiao Zhenyun heard this, their faces suddenly changed greatly, and there was a thick horror in their eyes.

Emperor Yan died, and the only one who could make this heaven-level martial artist fall by mistake was the patron saint of the Wang family.

"It's better if it's really here, just solve it together, and save trouble. Ye Fan looked indifferent, and he didn't take the patron saint of the Wang family to heart.

After a pause, he added, "Wait! If he comes, I'm sure he'll come to the door." ”

If it was the patron saint of the Wang family who killed Emperor Yan, presumably, he must have been on his way to kill him at this moment!

These words were said casually, but they made Qiao Zhenyun and Bai Qinghang's hearts beat wildly, and the faces of the two of them suddenly became ugly.

They wanted to say more, but Ye Fan waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about the Wang family, the scared look of the two of you makes me a little annoyed." ”

Seeing this, the two looked at each other, and immediately fell silent, not daring to say any more.

In the villa, it became silent in an instant, no one spoke, it was very quiet, but in the quiet, there was still a little anxiety.

For the patron saint of the Wang family, Qiao Zhenyun and Bai Qinghang were really afraid, after all, they were grandmaster figures, so they couldn't help but be in awe.

Qiao Zhenyun was worried about what would happen if the patron saint of the Wang family really came to kill? Resist? In its opinion, all the people here combined were not enough for someone to press with a finger.

And Bai Qinghang was comparing Ye Fan with the patron saint of the Wang family, but he always felt that the patron saint of the Wang family had a greater chance of winning, because the other party was a veteran grandmaster.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, but secretly anxious in their hearts, Ye Fan couldn't help but be a little funny, just one grandmaster scared them like this?

If those enemies in his starry sky came, I am afraid that they would have to be scared to death directly.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Minutes and seconds passed, five or six hours passed in the blink of an eye, and it was already dark, but there was still not the slightest movement outside.

What about the patron saint of the royal family? Why hasn't he come yet?

Suddenly, while the two old men breathed a sigh of relief, they were also a little puzzled.

"Perhaps, it is not the patron saint of the Wang family who came to Hangzhou this time, but his disciple, Hu Anping, who is known as the first person below the grandmaster!"

Bai Qinghang thought for a moment and said slowly.

"Hu Anping?" Qiao Zhenyun was taken aback, he was originally relieved, but his face suddenly turned ugly.

Hu Anping's name is well-known in Jiangnan, and in the absence of the grandmaster, this is an invincible existence! It is rumored that Hu Anping fought with the grandmaster, and although he was defeated, he was able to catch the grandmaster's three moves.

Don't look at it as just a small three moves, you must know that the grandmaster will not be able to catch even a single move below the grandmaster!

Otherwise, there will be a famous saying that the grandmaster is all ants.

"Okay, you settle his mind, I'll go up and see if that little girl is better. Ye Fan didn't bother to comfort Qiao Zhenyun's frightened heart, turned around and walked upstairs.

The little girl who was rescued by him woke up not long after returning to Qiao's house, but she was in a bad state!

Watching Ye Fan go upstairs, Qiao Zhenyun looked worried: "How can Mr. Ye act like a nobody?

The first person below the Grandmaster, who will compete with the Grandmaster? Qiao Zhenyun didn't think that Ye Fan could beat Hu Anping.

"Do you know why Emperor Yan and I surrender to our master?" Bai Qinghang ignored Qiao Zhenyun's anxious and worried look and asked rhetorically.

Qiao Zhenyun frowned, this question did make him quite confused, but if Mr. Ye didn't say it, he wouldn't be able to ask!

"Strength!"

Bai Qinghang said two solemnly, and then said no more, got up and left.

"Strength, is it ......" Qiao Zhenyun was stunned for a moment, there was a deep shock in his eyes, with his strength to make a heaven-level and an earth-level surrender, then Mr. Ye's strength, isn't it the lowest to reach the peak of the heaven-level?

Or even a half-step grandmaster?

And when Qiao Zhenyun was shocked, Ye Fan had already come to the little girl Tang Qingya's room.

On the luxurious big bed, Ye Fan didn't see Tang Qingya, at this time, she was sitting in the corner with her hands and knees, her thin body trembling, and her eyes were filled with hatred, fear and sadness.

When Ye Fan came in, Tang Qingya didn't make a move, and she didn't even look at Ye Fan.

"The deceased is gone, the living should be like this!" Ye Fan comforted casually, but these words did not even set off a trace of Tang Qingya's waves.

Seeing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but smile and said, "Do you want revenge?"

This sentence finally made Tang Qingya's eyes move, and moved from the floor to Ye Fan.

"Yes!"

The immature but hateful voice sounded in the empty room, without the innocence of a child, only the coldness of the bones, as if from the Nine Hells.

If I hadn't saved you, you would have been reincarnated by now. Ye Fan's face was indifferent and said lightly.

"Do you know who destroyed the Tang family? Hangcheng Wang Family! Just like you look like a weak chicken, you still want to take revenge, don't say it's you, even if your Tang family is resurrected ten times stronger, you can't do it!"

"I must take revenge, even if it is the sky, I will poke it into a hole!"

The little girl clenched her fists, and her eyes, which should have been beautiful, were full of monstrous hatred.

Anyone who sees their family destroyed and their parents die in front of their eyes will have such hatred, right?

"Do you know who I am?"

Tang Qingya didn't answer, but her eyes were fixed on Ye Fan, staring at the man who pulled her back from the ghost gate.

"My name is Ye Fan!"

"Ye Fan!" Hearing this name, the little girl's face suddenly changed, and the body that was originally sitting on the ground stood up with a "sigh", and a pair of beautiful eyes were full of anger.

"It's because of you that our Tang family will be destroyed, and my parents will die!

The little girl yelled frantically and rushed towards Ye Fan, regardless of whether she could reach it or not, she clenched her fists and hit Ye Fan.

Ye Fan did not evade. didn't stop it, let the little girl vent the anger and grievances in her heart.

About ten minutes passed, perhaps because the little girl was tired, she finally stopped her fists and knelt on the ground weakly, with a pair of red eyes, tears falling like rain, dripping on the smooth floor.

She hated Ye Fan and hated this scourge! If it weren't for him, the Tang family would not have perished, and her parents would not have died! Thinking of the bloodstained night last night, her heart trembled.

Watching the people you are familiar with on weekdays fall one by one, up to your parents, to yourself!

I don't know what the reason is, she has not lost her breath, and she still has a vague consciousness, that is, this vague consciousness, which makes her young heart tormented.

She could smell the blood in the air, and even the rancid smell from blood to corpses, she knew it clearly, she was lying in the middle of the corpse!

The entrails were all over the floor, the limbs were everywhere, and at the end, she even felt a bug crawling on her body, it was maggots.