After planting the contract, Ye Fan let Emperor Yan leave directly, the purpose was to take off the head of Wang Qingshan, the head of the Wang family.

Today's Wang family can't pose much of a threat, because of this battle, the current masters of the Wang family have been wiped out, and with the realm of Emperor Yan's heaven level, taking Wang Qingshan's head is like taking something.

"Your name is Emperor Bai?" Ye Fan looked at the scrawny old man beside him and asked with a somewhat strange expression.

When Emperor Bai heard this, he replied with a little embarrassment: "Master, my real name is Bai Qinghang, and the reason why I have the name Emperor Bai is entirely because of the Wang family. ”

He is not a member of the Wang family, and he is not a native of Hangzhou, and the reason why he became one of the two emperors of the Wang family is because of the patron saint of the Wang family.

In the past, he was a subordinate of the patron saint of the royal family.

"The name White Emperor is not suitable for you, call back your real name!" Ye Fan said after a moment of silence.

In the heavenly court in the starry sky, one of the five emperors is called the White Emperor! Compared to the White Emperor, one of the Five Emperors, Bai Qinghang is too insignificant.

After all, one is one of the five emperors of the starry sky, and he has cultivated as a ghost god, where is it comparable to a small prefecture-level martial artist?

The word emperor is something that no one dares to use indiscriminately in the starry sky! Most of those who dare to be called emperors have corresponding strength, otherwise they don't know how to die.

That is, on the earth, these people don't know how to be in awe, so they dare to call themselves emperors indiscriminately!

"Yes, master!" Bai Qinghang nodded hurriedly.

"It's time to let the Qiao family come over!" Ye Fan took out the phone and called Qiao Zhenyun to ask him to bring someone over and clean up the corpses of the Tang family.

Qiao Zhenyun may have been waiting for a long time, and not long after receiving Ye Fan's call, he brought someone over.

"Lord, you, are you okay?" Looking at the piles of corpses around him, Rao is Qiao Zhenyun couldn't help but feel a trace of nausea in his heart.

Shaking his head, Ye Fan pointed to the surrounding corpses and said, "Tell your Qiao family to clean up here, do whatever you want!"

After a pause, Ye Fan frowned: "By the way, don't call the lord, just like before, call Mr. Ye!"

Ye Fan doesn't like it very much when someone calls him Lord!

"Yes! Mr. Ye. Qiao Zhenyun nodded, and hurriedly arranged to send the bodies of the Tang family to the crematorium one by one.

After ordering everything, he looked at Bai Qinghang beside Ye Fan, and asked with some curiosity, "Mr. Ye, who is this?"

"I am the master's servant!" Bai Qinghang lowered his head and stood respectfully behind Ye Fan!

Qiao Zhenyun remembered very clearly that Ye Fan had no slaves, why did a servant suddenly appear?

Just when he was puzzled, he heard an exclamation from the side: "My God, this ...... This is the Wind King among the Three Kings, and the Snake King......"

It was Qiao Zhenyun's eldest son Qiao Tiannan who exclaimed, he was beckoning to clean up the corpses on the ground, but when he saw some big people he had usually seen, he couldn't help but be horrified, so he cried out.

In this regard, Ye Fan and Bai Qinghang looked indifferent, but Qiao Zhenyun was not calm for a moment, and hurriedly walked over, and after confirming that those people were behind, they couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, this ...... What's going on?

Although he had expected that Mr. Ye would not be peaceful when he came here, he never expected that a killing game would be set up here.

If it was the Three Kings, it was not worth his shock, after all, he knew that Mr. Ye was a ground-level martial artist, and the Three Kings were nothing in front of Mr. Ye.

But when he saw Wang Ming's corpse, he was shocked beyond words: "That ground-level martial artist of the Wang family, Wang Lao, did he die here?"

He had the honor to see Wang Ming, so he recognized it, but this is a ground-level martial artist, an existence that can shock one side, and he is actually dying here at this moment.

Thinking of this, Qiao Zhenyun couldn't help but look at Ye Fan, his eyes were full of awe and fear, how powerful this Mr. Ye was! Although he knew that he could fight at the ground level, it was not the same thing at all to kill the ground level!

"Mr. Ye, you, how strong are you?" Swallowing his saliva, Qiao Zhenyun looked curious and admired.

In this regard, Ye Fan just smiled, pointed to Bai Qinghang beside him and said lightly: "You want to know, ask him!"

Qiao Zhenyun was stunned for a moment, his eyes subconsciously looked at Bai Qinghang, and Bai Qinghang glanced at Qiao Zhenyun without being salty, and said coldly: "My name is Bai Qinghang, and now I am the slave of the master, and in addition, so is Emperor Yan!"

When he heard Bai Qinghang, Qiao Zhenyun was stunned, feeling that this name was a little familiar, and when he heard Emperor Yan, his whole person suddenly froze in place: "Emperor Yan, one of the two emperors of the Wang family, and you are the White Emperor!"

This time, Qiao Zhenyun was completely shocked, he could be sure that not long ago, the second emperor of the Wang family was still Ye Fan's enemy, but now, he has become Ye Fan's servant.

How strong does Mr. Ye have to be to make these two surrender? Could it be that Mr. Ye has already reached the heavenly level?

"Huh?"

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly sighed softly, and his gaze paused at the edge of the garden not far away.

Just now, he suddenly sensed a faint heartbeat, in this Tang family's mansion, either the living or the dead, the heartbeat of the living is normal and powerful, how can it be so weak?

Curious, Ye Fan walked to the edge of the garden in a few steps, and Qiao Zhenyun and Bai Qinghang saw this, although they were puzzled, they still hurriedly followed.

At the edge of the garden, there were a lot of corpses, both adults and children, and Ye Fan's eyes fell on a man and a woman, these two were obviously wives, the two were holding each other's hands, and the woman was holding a little girl in her arms.

"Alas, this is ...... Old Tang's third son's family. Qiao Zhenyun recognized the identity of this family of three, and couldn't help but sigh.

The Tang family was wiped out, and from now on, the Tang family in Hangzhou was completely cut off from incense.

Ye Fan didn't speak, just stared at the little girl in the woman's arms, this little girl had only one wound on her body, in the neck, she was slashed by someone, this is a fatal injury, and it is impossible to survive.

But the faint heartbeat that Ye Fan felt just now came from this little girl!

Leaning down and exerting some effort, he pulled the little girl out of the woman's arms, and then, Ye Fan took out a True Yuan Pill that had been refined not long ago.

"Lian!"

With a light drink, a flame dissolved the True Yuan Pill into the purest energy, and although it turned into energy, the medicinal effect still existed.

Ye Fan directly injected the dissolved energy of the True Yuan Pill into the little girl's body, if he didn't sense it wrong just now, this True Yuan Pill should be able to save the little girl.

"Mr. Ye, who are you?" Qiao Zhenyun was extremely puzzled, that elixir he had only taken not long ago, and it had healed his internal injuries for decades, this was definitely a rare panacea.

But now Mr. Ye is using such a elixir that is hard to find to save a dead person? This made Qiao Zhenyun puzzled and a little incomprehensible.

Ye Fan didn't answer, just stared at the little girl tightly, he was preoccupied at the moment, but if the little girl still had a trace of life, he would be able to probe.

"Boom-"

About a few minutes passed, and just when Ye Fan was about to be disappointed, a powerful heartbeat suddenly sounded.