In an instant, he gathered the murderous aura that was enough to cause illusions and circulated the true energy of life in his body. Ye Yuan, who seemed to be a peerless killer god, seemed to be just an illusion, leaving only a slight sense of vitality, and his temperament was even more like a doctor than most real doctors.

Ye Yuan suddenly felt that although the characteristic of the integration of life true qi, the nature of the integration of one's own vitality, is constipated, it may not be useless except for curing diseases and saving people. This kind of life true qi is very different from other powers. It seems that it is the life body itself, and it does not have the external feeling of cultivating other powers. There will never be any situation of disobedience to rebel. After all, for any living life body, the stronger the vitality, the better.

To a certain extent, the original power of some living organisms is closer to the original power than the witch power.

"Perhaps, only by practicing pure souls can you touch the true meaning of the soul witch."

This time, the subconscious operation of the true energy of life in the body allowed Ye Yuan to capture the deep meaning that was basically impossible to understand at this stage.

With a calm smile, the deep murderous aura just now also deeply hidden. The true energy of life in the body slowly moved, and Ye Yuan also had a faint breath of life. This was a temperament that made people trust and subconsciously would produce sensibility. Most of the doctors in the cultivation world had this temperament.

Looking at the broken door of Rende Medical Center and some fragments appeared at the door, Ye Yuan never felt any emotion about it. After all, these broken things are completely impossible to compare with deep-level insights. If he could have such a slight sense every day, even if Rende Medical Center was smashed every day, Ye Yuan would not have any evil thoughts.

He carried his back with one hand and his face was calm, but Ye Yuan's somewhat tender face could not conceal his deeply settled temperament.

Ignoring the crowd that pointed at the clinic not far away, Ye Yuan stepped into the clinic.

"The yamen constable is quick to handle the case, and the idle people are waiting to retreat!"

As soon as he stepped into the clinic, he felt several cold lights waving through his eyes. Ye Yuan looked at the long swords with cold light flashing in his heart and sneered disdainfully: "Are there any swords that have any blood, resentment, resentment, and harshness? You must have never seen blood before. How dare you take out such a person to scare people?"

Ignoring the blades, Ye Yuan's eyes crossed the four detectives surrounding him and looked into the clinic. Fu Chao, who had a knife with one hand, walked over and scolded the detectives: "What are you doing? This is the owner of this clinic, and he will not retreat!"

Then he said to Ye Yuan: "Master Ye, I'm really sorry. A bloody villain appeared in Diyuan City, killing people at will without any rules. Everyone killed died in a very miserable way. I just received a report that a suspicious person appeared nearby. I chased him all the way and saw the villain rushing into Rende Medical Center. It was related to hundreds of thousands of people in Diyuan City. I could only fight to the death. Unfortunately, I was still run away by the evil man. I am really ashamed."

Unfortunately, as long as anyone with a discerning eye, he could see the smile and pride on Fu Chao's face. Ye Yuan looked at the things in the lobby of the clinic with an expressionless face. Even a teacup was smashed into pieces, and all the tables and chairs were smashed into dozens. Even the straw paper on the clinic table was torn apart, and the brushes and inkstones were smashed, and the medicinal materials in the medicine cabinet were scattered everywhere, and they were trampled on by people walking back and forth.

Without thinking, Ye Yuan could guess that the things in the backyard were probably smashed and everything was smashed.

Fu Chao was mocking with a hint of mocking, and his mouth was slightly raised. He held his hand on the hilt of the knife around his waist. He raised his head and raised his chest, looked at Ye Yuan from a downward angle, waiting for Ye Yuan to go crazy, waiting for Ye Yuan to curse him and fight him, and even Fu Chao was ready. If Ye Yuan took action, he would never dodge or resist in the first attempt. Then he would be able to take Ye Yuan back to the prison with justification. When he arrived at the prison, he would have nothing to say.

Ye Yuan looked around, looked at the expressions of each constable very seriously, and looked at the eyes of each other. Including Fu Chao, there were six people in total, and only one person saw Ye Yuan's eyes that seemed to penetrate the hearts of the heart. He turned his head aside in embarrassment, and a hint of guilt and pity, and a sigh flashed in his eyes.

Ye Yuan let out a light breath and said to Chao indifferently: "Captain Fu is not required to apologize, it's okay."

The expression on Fu Chao's face suddenly became stiff. Looking at Ye Yuan's calm expression, there was no trace of anger or pain. It seemed that all this had nothing to do with Ye Yuan. All the plans prepared by Fu Chao were hit by this sentence and died in the womb.

He smiled stiffly, and said in a slight smile that he squeezed out of his teeth without a smile: "Yeguanzhu Gaoyi, I will report the losses of your museum truthfully, and then report to the Lord Yudufu. I will definitely give the Lord Yeguanzhu an explanation. Now that the evil man has escaped, I will say goodbye!"

"Walk!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Chao left with five constables.

Looking at Fu Chao's back, Ye Yuan had no expression on his face. He ignored the chaotic lobby and wandered around the lobby for a while before walking towards the backyard.

When I entered the backyard, it was beyond Ye Yuan's expectations. The rooms in the backyard were basically intact, and only the yard was a little messy. I think it was because I didn't have time to go to the backyard to smash it.

Back in his room, Ye Yuan raised his hand, looked at the dozens of hairs he had just found in the lobby, and took out a few hairs from his sleeves. After careful sensing for a while, he took out six of them and rubbed them into a ball. Then he suddenly paused and split out another hair.

When the sky was dim and the scorching sun was setting, and the moon was in the sky, Ye Yuan looked at the six paper men in front of him, bit his fingers gently, and clicked on each paper men's head, leaving a blood-red mark, and then he wrapped his six hairs around the six paper men.

Suddenly, Ye Yuan stretched out his finger and nipped it on the last paper man. The paper man appeared a little damaged. He nodded. Ye Yuan looked up and seemed to see through the roof. The moon in the sky was slowly covered by dark clouds.

"I seem to be too kind... If I hadn't sensed that there seemed to be masters in Diyuan City today, it would be difficult for these people to die on the spot. The real soul witch never holds grudges because they have no self or the concept of hatred. Similarly, if they have grudges, they will avenge them on the spot."

"Today, let the world know how sad it is to put the key of the flesh into the hands of the great witch!"

The ancient and desolate spell sounded in Ye Yuan's house, Ye Yuan's lips seemed to be moving, and there seemed to be an unknown existence in the air muttering to himself.

As the spell rang, the six paper men slowly stood up, and one of them stood a little reluctantly.

After a cup of tea, Ye Yuan's eyes slightly lowered, and then he suddenly opened his mouth and muttered a sentence, like an order: "Spell: Nightmare!"
Chapter completed!