In the aisle, Ye Haoran, who was in a coma, suddenly let out a loud shout, and then his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the confusion in his pupils quickly dissipated, and was replaced by sharpness in a blink of an eye.
The moment the right palm opened his eyes, he quickly penetrated into his arms to check whether the test tube containing the colorful blood was still there. However, after touching it, Ye Haoran couldn't help but change his face. The place where the colorful blood was originally contained.
It was so empty at this time.
"The colorful blood was stolen." Ye Haoran raised his sword eyebrows, and an irrepressible anger emanated from his body, and his whole body was like a sword unsheathed. He was proud and proud in his vision, except for his master in this life.
Leng Yan had never accepted anyone, but now he was pulled out of his teeth and snatched away the colorful blood he had already obtained. This was a great humiliation for him. However, he was not a reckless person after all, and his heart was angry but his head turned quickly.
, carefully recalling the incident and trying to find a trace of clues.
"Is it her?" Ye Haoran soon frowned. He thought about the situation when he came out of the laboratory before, and also thought about the strange feeling when he was with Mu Ziran before, and his heart had already made some progress.
but not sure.
Ye Haoran didn't have much time to think. He supported his palms on the ground. His figure, which was originally leaning against the wall, suddenly rose up and took a step and chased downstairs quickly.
"Mr. Ye, what happened?" Seeing Ye Haoran hurried downstairs, the two security guards asked strangely, but before he could finish a sentence, Ye Haoran's figure had already passed by the two of them.
Leave a back.
He quickly went downstairs and Ye Haoran consulted at the front desk. He knew that no woman had left the hospital during this period. He stopped asking more questions and chased out of the hospital building with big strides.
Swish!
A black sharp light flashed suddenly, and when Ye Haoran was about to open the car door, a sharp blade flashing with a faint light in the darkness was mounted on his neck.
"Take the colorful blood." A familiar and cold voice came. It was Zhong Huiyi. It turned out that she had been defeated by Geng Chong before. Although she left directly, she did not leave, but stayed below and ambushed. Sure enough,
When Ye Haoran was anxious and distracted by the distraction of Wucai's blood, he was cured at once.
"The colorful blood is not in my hand." Ye Haoran said. Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill in his neck and the butterfly blade had already cut through his flesh.
"The colorful blood is really not in my hands." Ye Haoran smiled bitterly. "You know my personality. Don't let me say it for the third time, hand over the colorful blood." Zhong Huiyi said coldly.
"The colorful blood was stolen." Ye Haoran raised his hands and stared at Zhong Huiyi's eyes and explained. Although he didn't believe that Zhong Huiyi would really do it, he was really not sure about her personality, so he said carefully. As expected, this
This time the sentence aroused Zhong Huiyi's impatientness. The blade penetrated a little deeper again, and the blood slowly gathered along the blade.
"Ye Haoran, use your words to deceive others. Although Geng Chong defeated you, you are a scheming person. I don't believe he can beat you, so... My patience is limited, don't force me to kill him.
You." Zhong Huiyi said.
"Yes, I admit that I snatched the blood of Wucai from Geng Chong, but now the blood of Wucai is no longer on me. When I was about to leave here, the blood of Wucai was snatched away. I hurriedly chased him down.