Just as they were fighting, a waiter came up to them and whispered, "young lady, ye Ya wants to see you."

The leaf imperial concubine is slightly a Zheng, Su Mo Han smile on one side also is astringent a few minutes, coagulate eyebrow way: "what kind of tricks does this woman want to play again?"

Ye Fei hesitated and said, "where is she?"

"5033 on D building." The waiter spoke again.

Ye Fei looked up at the D block behind the building, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'll go there now."

Su Mo Han on one side held her discontentedly and said, "I will accompany you."

Ye Fei hesitated for a moment and said: "still can't, always return here to be heavily guarded, also won't appear what fault, if ye ya really has a word to say with me, you go, she may not be willing to say again."

Su Mo Han wrung his eyebrows and was about to retort. He looked up and saw Ye Xiaodong holding Ye Xiaotian in the crowd. He could not help but feel uneasy, so he did not insist.

Su Mo Han glances at the waiter and confirms that this man is his own, which makes him feel a little relieved.

Ye Fei turns to leave, and Su Mo Han this is straight to the direction of Ye Xiaodong.

At the moment, in Ye Ya's room, ye Ya is sitting at the table with a piece of paper and pen. She is about to write something. Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed through the window, making it impossible for people to see where people came in.

Ye Ya is scared of a shiver, the result sees the figure that appears suddenly is not others, it is Ye Ting that oneself did not see several times.

Ye Ting is dressed in a tight black leather dress and her hair is pulled meticulously. She looks quite fierce.

Ye Ting glanced at the paper and pen on Ye Ya's desk and couldn't help but smile: "it seems that my sister's life here is very comfortable."

"What's easy? I'm imprisoned here. I don't know what to do in the future." Ye ya got up with some precautions and staggered back a few steps.

The more she retreats, the more Ye Ting goes forward, with a little coldness in her eyes.

"I don't know if my sister has a door and doesn't leave. How can she come in through the window?" Ye Ya sees Ye Ting's coldness in her eyes, and her heart becomes more and more uneasy. The whole person's nerves are tense, always on guard against the girl in front of her.

"That's a good question to ask, but my sister should go to hell and ask Yan Wang Ye!" Ye Ting didn't stand in deadlock with her any more, and opened her mouth in a gloomy and sharp way.

At the same time, Ye Ting one hand on the waist, with a black glove finger pulled out a sharp dagger.

"Save --"

When the cold light flashed, ye Ya immediately wanted to cry for help. But before her voice called out, Ye Ting stepped forward, covering Ye Ya's mouth tightly with one hand and lifting a knife with the other hand. The dagger in her hand stabbed Ye Ya's neck in an instant.

Ye Ya's eyes flash a touch of fear, but how can she struggle is a fundamental struggle, but smaller than her Ye Ting.

As Ye Ting raises her hand to pull out the dagger, it splashes out a piece of crimson. It may be that Ye Ting is so experienced that no blood splashes on her at such a close distance.

"For For What... " Ye Ya's pupil shrinks suddenly, and the voice in her throat is cooing.

Ye Ting's eyes flashed a touch of cold, raised his hand to her body again and stabbed in: "because you know too much! And people who know too much usually have no good end! "

After a few knives, Ye Ting inserted the dagger into her neck again until the blood spread over Ye Ya's clothes and dyed it into large pieces of red. This time, Ye Ting did not pull out the dagger, but allowed her to fall to the ground a little bit. Her pupils were full of fear and regret.