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The lone moon hung high in the sky.

No one knew where Lu Zibai had gone. The courtyard, which had been bustling with noise and activity during the day, was now filled with corpses, and the stench of blood assaulted the nose.

Ye Wen looked around with a blank expression, not knowing where to go. Liu Yiyi's bones were already cold, and he and Dongfang Rui had a bad time because of Lu Zi's white complexion. Now that he had killed hundreds of people from the martial arts world, within two days, this matter would spread throughout the world. At that time, even if Ye Mo Han did not take the initiative to draw a clear line between him and the Hua Shan Sect, the Hua Shan Sect would still view him as a loser, and kick him out of the Sect Leader's position. At that time, Ye Mo Han will be isolated by the majority of people. Thinking of this, Ye Mo felt sad. Could it be because he was about to lose his position as the Sect Leader that he lost something? Originally, Ye Chanhan didn't care about this position at all, but after thinking about it for two days, he realized that he would lose the position of Sect Master. He actually felt a bit reluctant to part with it. This was the change that power brought to people. When a person was deep in the whirlpool of power, unknowingly, they would become infatuated with it. This is the magic of power. Ye Mo Han's reluctance to part with his authority was just a little. In fact, he was worried that if he were to step down from the position of Sect Leader, would the Hua Shan Sect fall into the hands of Zhang Qingwu once again? How would the Jade Pavilion wait for the right opportunity? As for Lu Zibai who had escaped, would he really cooperate with the Emerald Jade Pavilion, and would the Nangong Family fight with the Mo Family because of Nangong Xiang? Ye Mo Han sat on the ground, feeling helpless. He realized that nothing he had done could stop him. The pavilion master of the Emerald Jade Pavilion was meticulous and he was not Ye Mo's match.

Ye Jianhan missed Dongfang Rui very much at this moment, but where would Dongfang Rui be? He raised his head and saw a blood-red pit in the corridor not far from him. It reflected the moonlight, giving off an eerie and dismal feeling. The sound of footsteps came from the north side of the corridor, heading towards the south. The man's footsteps were light, but not deliberate. Ye Mo Han followed the voice and looked into Lu Zihan's eyes, feeling the difference. Ever since Ye Wen Han saved Lu Zihan, Lu Zibai had sent someone to escort her back to the Lu family. She didn't expect her to appear here, so she should have witnessed the massacre just now. Or perhaps, it was she who had given the order to stop Ye Mo Han.

"Most of these people have wives and children. I wonder how many orphans will come to avenge themselves on Sect Leader Ye in the future." Looking at the corpses strewn all over the ground, Lu Zihan did not panic at all. She was like a different person compared to the day when Ye Mo Han had saved her.

She warned him that in the future, there would be people who would come and take his life as if he were his enemy. "To be able to find the master of the Emerald Jade Pavilion, even if so many people die, it would still be worth it."

Lu Zihan snorted. With pity and contempt, she said, "You're looking for my brother, Lu Ziqing, not some Jade Pavilion Master. You're only looking for an excuse to kill to make up for the guilt in your heart."

Lu Zihan walked in front of Ye Mo Han. She reached out and pulled Ye Mo Han's hand, pulling him into the room closest to the two. However, Ye Mo Han's mind was still thinking back to Lu Zihan's words. Was he really using the Emerald Jade Pavilion and everything else as an excuse to kill so many people? Had he really become a devil that killed people without batting an eye?

The warm feeling from her fingertips was like an electric current that passed through Ye Mo Han's entire body. When Ye Mo Han finally reacted, Lu Zihan had already pounced on him naked, not allowing him to dodge in time. Lu Zihan held onto Ye Wen's cold hands tightly, not letting go as she placed them on her own body. Ye Mo Han only felt soft and smooth, as if he was caressing a fine piece of warm jade. Unknowingly, his breathing had already become heavy.

Lu Zihan whispered into Ye Chanhan's ear, wrapping her arms around Ye Chanhan's neck, "Sir Ye, who's more beautiful than Miss Dongfang? As long as you promise not to look for my brother again, I am yours. "

"Is this Lu Zibai's intention to use you to exchange for his safety?" Ye Mo calmed himself down.

"I originally had a good impression of you. Furthermore, you even saved my life, so why can't I repay you like this?" Lu Zihan's slender legs were also coiled around Ye Mo Han's waist, and her bare hands were extended towards Ye Mo Han's chest. Outside, countless corpses lay strewn across the ground, their faces bright red. Inside the house, a beauty was in the bosom of one's bosom. The radiance of spring was boundless. Only this charming spring color, the leaf sheet cold can not go to endure.

"Even if I don't save you, the Jade Pavilion won't hurt you because of your brother, so you don't need to thank me. As for finding your brother, there are some things that I need him to take care of. Can you tell me where he went? " Ye Wen slightly circulated the cold energy within the bed and gently flicked Lu Zihan away. He turned around and left the room, disappearing into the darkness in the blink of an eye, leaving Lu Zihan alone.

"Ye Mo Han!" Lu Zihan shouted at the top of her lungs, her body trembling with anger. "To leave in such a situation was a great insult to Lu Zihan." I must make you regret it. " Lu Zihan mumbled to herself, repeating this line repeatedly.

After the sheet cold, organize messy thoughts, Lu Zibai can go where? The Lu bank was spread throughout the world, but there was a large distance between each of them. At this moment, Lu Zibai could not possibly have reached another Lu bank. Where could he find a single person in this place? The news of Nangong Xiang's death had probably already reached Nangong Ping's ears. As the ruler of the Nangong family, even though he knew that there was something strange about Nangong Xiang's death, he still didn't dare to say anything. A war would be waged without sufficient evidence, because it was related to the dignity of a force. Just as Ye Wen was aimlessly walking forward, the Lu bank behind him was set on fire, lighting up half the sky. The fire dragons wreaked havoc as they continuously devoured the houses. The rising flames seemed like countless ghosts howling at Ye Mo Han, as if they were seeking their own lives.

Did Lu Zihan set the fire? Ye Zihan no longer wanted to verify what had happened. He now knew that even if it was his own sister, Lu Zihan was merely a chess piece in Lu Zibai's hands. In the eyes of their mothers, everyone in the Lu family should exist for the sake of the Lu bank. As long as their family foundation was preserved, what reason did the Lu family's descendants have not sacrificed themselves to protect them? It could be imagined that when Lu Zihan died in the sea of fire, her mother and brother would not show any reluctance or pain. They would feel that to a woman, this was an honor, a supreme honor.

Ye Jianhan quickened his pace. It was said that there was love in the world, but was it really worth giving your life for the sake of an empty cry so that others could benefit? He couldn't figure out. This world was filled with too many contradictions and entanglements, and there were even many that were opposing each other. Did they really have to make you be either black or white? Other than black and white, was there really no other way?