When Ye Han and Zhong Limin left the courtyard where Zheng Qiankun and his wife lived, Zheng Qiankun helped his wife Liu Xiaoyun and sent her to the gate.

Liu Xiaoyun has been in bed for two or three years and is extremely weak. She usually needs Zheng Qiankun’s support when she sits up. Ye Han’s treatment in just one hour allows her to get out of bed and walk. Although her feet are still floating when she walks, it is already a huge miracle for Liu Xiaoyun.

The moment Liu Xiaoyun got out of bed and stood up, the couple had no doubt about Ye Han's medical skills.

Although the man did not cry easily, Zheng Qiankun couldn't help but burst into tears when he saw his wife's condition improved greatly.

Of course, Zhong Limin was surprised and happy when he saw this.

Before leaving, Ye Han left his contact information for Zheng Qiankun, and agreed to treat Liu Xiaoyun tomorrow when Zheng Qiankun and his wife moved into their new home.

Ye Han and Zhong Limin walked side by side for several miles, and they separated at a crossroads in the city.

After looking at the time, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and there were very few pedestrians and vehicles on the street. Ye Han speeded up and prepared to return to the hotel room to regulate his breath overnight, so as to make up for the spiritual energy that had been used for treatment for Liu Xiaoyun.

After passing a remote and cold street, there was only Ye Han alone on the whole street. For some reason, when he walked to the middle of the street, the originally cool moonlight shone on his body, but suddenly made Ye Han feel a creepy and cold feeling.

Um?

A feeling of crisis caused Ye Han's pupils to shrink suddenly. He gradually slowed down his pace. His originally relaxed body became tense like a javelin. At the same time, the earthy aura that could enhance his body's defense was also spread throughout his body, and his mental power spread to the surrounding space, sensing the movements within a radius of 100 meters.

"call……"

A gust of wind sounded in the air behind him. Ye Han's ready-to-run body rushed forward for more than ten meters, and then suddenly turned around and saw a black shadow pounced towards him from the upstairs on the north side. The black shadow was wearing a dark red cloak, and the cloak was swollen, like a huge bat spreading its wings.

"It's you?!"

When the black shadow fell to the ground, Ye Han's eyes fell on the other party's beautiful cheek that fascinated the woman and the man was jealous.

This man was Aburundi, a man with purple eyes, whom he saw not long ago in the magnificent hall next to the underground boxing ring.

In fact, when Ye Han and Aburundi first met, both of them had the same feeling. Aburundi felt that Ye Han was very dangerous, and Ye Han also felt that Aburundi was not easy to deal with?

But Ye Han couldn't figure out that he and Aburundi had no grievances in the past and had no grudges recently. He suddenly came to him, what was his purpose?

Judging from the danger aura that permeated Aburundi, he obviously had the bad visitor.

Aburundi stood there quietly, with a look of arrogance and indifference in his expression. He looked at Ye Han as if a god was looking down at the common people.

"It's me." Aburundi spoke lightly, and at the same time, a gloomy and cold aura rushed towards Ye Han, covering Ye Han.

Ye Han felt the temperature around his body suddenly drop, and he felt like he was in the snow and ice. He was slightly shocked. As his thoughts moved, the fire spirit had flowed out of his dantian, and instantly formed a layer of fire red spirit energy shield that was almost impossible to see clearly on his naked eyes, to compete with the gloomy ice breath imposed on him by Aburundi.

Ye Han now has five spiritual energy in his body, namely gold, fire, water, fire and earth. Although each spiritual energy is only in the second level of spiritual energy, and in the world before he took over his body and rebirth, he can only be regarded as the most level warrior, but in this world at present, he is an absolute strong man.

If Ye Han had entered the innate realm at this moment, then the layer of fire spiritual energy shield condensed on his body would no longer be a faint fire red, but a layer of burning and extremely scorching fire.

Although Ye Han's fire spirit was very weak, it happened to be the nemesis of the cold air released by Aburundi. In the blink of an eye, the cold air that made people feel cold all over the body was dispelled far from the heat released by the fire spirit.

"Is there anything to ask me?" Ye Han's mood improved and asked with a relaxed look on his face,

Aburundi's face changed slightly. The ancestors of his race have strong bloodlines and are all gifted. For millions of years, although their strength was far less powerful than that of his ancestors when they reproduced to his generation, they were still confident that they were the peak powerhouses standing in this world.

This is true. Since Aburundi received the baptism of his family blood, his body power has awakened and possessed a strong strength. Over the years, he has traveled almost all over the world and has never encountered an opponent who can fight. However, facing Ye Han, a Chinese boy from the mysterious ancient country in the East, he knew that this time he had met a real opponent.

Abulundi could not sense Ye Han's strength, and the light red air mask condensed from Ye Han's body made him feel inexplicably panic.

Aburundi tried hard to calm down his mood, without showing any strange color on the surface. He did not directly answer Ye Han's words, but looked up at the bright full moon in the night sky, then licked the corner of his mouth, and murmured: "Every full moon night is the time when I long for fresh blood the most. And the blood of the strong will make me the strongest..."

"I'll leave if it's okay."

Seeing that Aburundi did not answer his question, he looked up at the night sky at a forty-five degrees, looking pretentious, Ye Han sneered with a "sneer", too lazy to say anything more to him, so he turned around and left.

Aburundi's handsome, close-to-demon face twitched for a moment, thinking that this Chinese boy was too arrogant and didn't take him seriously at all and left. Although he was very powerful, he was not a weak person. At least he had to show the respect he deserved to be strong, right?

"stop!"

Aburundi almost roared, and he has rarely been so angry since he was born.

Mom, if you ask me to stand, I will stop? Why do I listen to you? Get out of your eggs!

Ye Han sneered in his heart and continued to move forward, as he was about to walk out of this secluded street.

A sharp light flashed in Aburundi's eyes, his hips spread out, and his dark red cloak spread out. He flew up like a kite in the air, crossed over Ye Han's head, landed several feet away in front of him, blocking his way.

Ye Han stopped, frowned, and murderous aura emerged from his body, and said coldly: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Under his murderous aura, Aburundi's whole body was under doubled and he was even feeling uncomfortable in his breathing. He was secretly frightened and had to take a few steps back.

Although he was afraid of Ye Han's strength, relying on his extraordinary body, Aburundi was still unwilling to leave and was preparing to take a risk.

For Aburundi, the stronger the blood, the greater the help it will be to improve his strength.

"The full moon night is the best opportunity for me to practice..." Aburundi looked at Ye Han greedily and said in a singular manner: "And when I practice, I need a lot of fresh blood... Especially the blood of the strong, I like the most. As long as you are willing to lend me your fresh blood and let me take a few sips, I can spare you!"

"Drink blood?" Ye Han was stunned and then cursed: "Are you a fucking pervert? Ha, let me die? Do you think you have the strength to kill me?"

Aburundi has strangeness everywhere, which is very different from ordinary people in this world. Ye Han concludes that he must have a mysterious life experience, but these are irrelevant to him. He only knows that Aburundi wants to kill him now, but in the face of the threat of death, he never chooses to retreat. What he believes in is to use violence to fight violence and kill to stop killing!

Although the opponent is strong, it is still far from being strong enough to make Ye Han feel scared. Ye Han has great confidence to win.

"Dare you scold me?" Aburundi's face twitched when he heard Ye Han's swearing and said sternly: "You are seeking death!"

"What's wrong with me scolding you? Come and bite me!" Ye Han said with a smile.

"die!"

Aburundi was completely angry and let out a short and harsh roar towards Ye Han, then his figure rushed towards him like a dark red lightning. Because the speed of rushing forward was too fast, the dark red skin behind him was pulled into a straight line, making a loud noise in the air.

"What a fast speed!"

Ye Han felt amazement and wanted to try Aburundi's strength, but he didn't dodge. He stepped on the ground with his feet and rushed out with his body, as if he had a speed that was better than Aburundi.

Two figures were like sharp arrows that broke through the silent night and collided fiercely.

"Bang!"

After the dull sound, the two of them punched each and retreated at the same time.

Ye Han fisted in the left shoulder and steadily stopped his body after two steps. Aburundi fist in the chest, "dengdeng" retreated five or six steps away, and then he barely stopped.

Obviously, in this tentative confrontation, Ye Han has the upper hand in terms of attack power.

But Ye Han was not happy at all. His punch just now used seven points of force, and even if it hit a stone man, he could still make a pit. However, after Aburundi made a punch in his chest, he only took a few steps back, and there was no severe injury in his chest. Moreover, looking at his expression, he didn't seem to have suffered internal injuries.

This guy has a strong physical defense ability!

After shook his fist that was a little numb, Ye Han felt a sense of sternity in his heart.

Ye Han didn't know that Aburundi's heart was even more turbulent.

The punch Aburundi hit Ye Han's shoulder used eight points of force and contained the blood power of the family. If it were an ordinary person, his body might be penetrated directly under his punch, and Ye Han just stepped back two steps, and there was nothing else...

In Aburundi's eyes, Ye Han's physical strength has become a pervert!
Chapter completed!