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A month later, Ye Shuihan bid farewell to the good wind, and returned to the Huashan Sect. White Crane Pavilion and the other two Elders led a group of disciples from the Hua Mountain Sect to welcome them at the entrance of the Central Mountain. White Crane Pavilion and the other two Elders led a group of disciples from the Hua Mountain Sect to welcome them at the entrance of the Central Peak.

"Elder Bai, what are you doing?" Ye Mo Han looked towards the crowd, but didn't see Dong Fang Rui and Mo Xi Yan.

"Reporting to Sect Leader." "Before White Crane Pavilion's reply came, Wen Hongyi had already spoken." Half a month ago, someone of unknown origin repeatedly invaded the Lu Family. Young Master Lu sent me to ask for help several times, but because you weren't here, Sect Leader, the three of us didn't dare to make decisions without permission. However, Young Master Lu sent someone last night, saying that his sister was kidnapped. Therefore, we were prepared to send someone to help Young Master Lu Ziyu today.

To Lu Zibai, the leaf cold can be said to be extremely repulsive. However, Ye Mo Han was still grateful towards Lu Zihan. He had escaped from the bottom of the mountain and almost starved to death in the wilderness. If it weren't for Lu Zihan taking him in, Ye Mo would have thought the most reasonable outcome. However, even though the Lu Family didn't have much manpower, because of the Lu Family's Bank, even if the other large powers hated Lu Zibai, they wouldn't openly make things difficult for the Lu Family. Who would be the one to make things difficult for the Lu Family? Was his target Lu Zibai or Lu Zihan? Or was this Zhang Qingwu's plot with the Jade Pavilion to use Lu Zibai as a springboard to point at him? The more Ye Qingwu thought about it, the more suspicious he felt. He even felt that all of this was something that Zhang Qingwu and Lu Zibai had discussed beforehand. Currently, Zhang Qingwu had already become a shadow, constantly spreading through Ye Mo Han's heart, as if he could control Ye Mo Han's thoughts and judgments.

In a trance, Ye Wen Han felt that there was Zhang Qingwu everywhere. She was smiling coldly at Ye Wen. That smile was eerie and cold, making people's hair stand on end. Ye Mo Han's feet felt like they were filled with lead as he ignored the three of them and strolled inside. Seeing the strange expression on his face, White Crane Xuan did not know what was on his mind. However, he stopped Wen Hongyi who was about to continue. He was afraid that Ye Mo Han would not allow them to help Lu Zibai. Although White Crane Xuan was a thousand times dissatisfied with Ye Mo Han, he knew that his martial arts were not as good as Ye Mo Han's, and the identity of the Jade Pavilion Master was still a mystery. If Ye Mo Han was really the founder, then it would be as easy as flipping his palm to take the lives of three people. Ever since Ye Mo Han had sat on the Sect Leader's throne, although he had not done anything practical, his words and actions had had quite an impact on the hearts of the three. The three elders, who originally wanted to take him as their Puppet Master, were gradually filled with fear.

The hall was heavy, and Ye Wen Han was shuttling aimlessly back and forth. Those who saw him could only feel that he was in a daze, and even if someone called out to him, they would not reply. And in Ye Mo's eyes, all the people he saw were Zhang Qingwu. Their expressions began to differ, some were fiendishly smiling, some were scornful, some were sinister, and some were crafty ? The only similarity was the look in Ye Mo Han's eyes, like a soaring eagle looking at a lamb. Ye Chanhan felt his body turn ice-cold under the gazes of everyone present. This sort of coldness was mixed with a sense of powerlessness and emptiness. He felt his internal organs being dug out piece by piece. The reason why he still felt this was because that person had yet to make a move against his head.

Ye Mo Han really wanted Dong Fang Rui or Mo Xi Yan to appear at this moment. The two of them seemed to have become the last straw in his hand. However, the more he wished for the two to appear, the more anxious he became. However, the two of them seemed to have disappeared, not appearing in Ye Mo Han's sight for a long time. Sometimes, the more you wanted to see someone, the less you would see them. The opposite of what you wish for is often the truth of life. People can be very strange at times, take Liu Yiyi for example. At the beginning, Ye Wen had deliberately delayed his meeting with Liu Yiyi because he had the eastern stamen. However, after he found out that Liu Yiyi had disappeared, he began to want to find her urgently. Ye Mo Han's heart felt like it was being hammered after he learned that Liu Yi Yi was going to die soon. Ye Mo deeply regretted his state of mind of the day before yesterday. If one were to say that Ye Wen's cold behavior was influenced by Zhang Qingwu, then it was better to assume that Ye Wen was punishing himself in his heart after Liu Yiyi left. However, everyone had always been selfish, and would subconsciously minimize their own responsibilities when punishing themselves.

Ye Mo Han staggered into the meeting hall. There were a few disciples who were cleaning the hall, and when they saw Ye Mo Han walk in with an abnormal expression on his face, they all left in a hurry. Ye Han casually sat on the chair, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He closed his eyes, but even more people came to mind. They were no longer Zhang Qingwu, but the people who had died in the hands of Ye Mo Han. Ye Mo Han recognized some of these people, and some people didn't even know their names. They didn't appear to take Ye Mo Han's life, but rather lingered in Ye Mo Han's mind, and then revealed the same cold expressions. The dark and gloomy expression on their faces began to distort and distort, turning into countless clouds of smoke. The smoke then began to converge, slowly taking the form of a person. When Ye Mo Han could clearly see that face, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He wanted to reach out and touch this reluctant face, because she was Liu Yiyi. Ye Mo Han trembled as he stretched out his hand, then abruptly pulled it back. The moment Ye Qingshuang's cold hands touched Liu Yiyi's face, she naturally became someone else's ? with a trace of ridicule and disdain. The rest of her expression was filled with killing intent, and this person was obviously Zhang Qingwu.

"Cool." His name kept going back and forth in his ears like echoes or waves crashing against each other. He did not know when he had lain down on the bed, but when he had thought back, everything had become muddled. He only remembered a man who had bared his fangs and brandished his claws at him, Zhang Qingwu. Seeing that Dong Fang Rui and Mo Xi's faces were filled with joy, they knew that the two of them were worrying about their safety and felt rather sorry for them. Without waiting for them to speak, they comforted them first, "I may have worked a bit during this period, but I'll be fine after a short rest."

"You don't have to blame yourself for Sister Liu's matter." Mo Xi hesitated for a long time before finally saying those words. Mo Xi had a complicated expression on her face, and her eyes were slightly red. It could be seen that she was still reluctant to let Liu Yiyi pass away. When Ye Mo Han saw this, he could not help but feel a pang in his heart. However, he was afraid that the illusion from before would appear again, so he tried his best to calm his emotions.

"The three Elders of the White Family returned empty-handed last night, saying that the people who had infiltrated the Lu Family wanted you to come." Dongfang Rui was the head of the Thousand Poison Sect, and she was very skilled at handling sect matters. Therefore, Ye Chanhan would usually report things to White Crane Pavilion and the others, and he would discuss them with Dongfang Rui.

Dongfang Rui loathed Lu Ziyi because of the serf, but Ye Mo Han didn't notice anything strange on her face. Perhaps in her eyes, private matters were private matters, and business was business, so they shouldn't be confused.

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