Yan Lin's reaction was also very fast, and he had drawn out the long sword in an instant. The sword flashed with a chilling white light, and with a single swing, it forced back the black-clothed men who surrounded him. He swung his sword backwards, and the ropes on the woman's body were cut off. He stretched out his left hand to the woman: "Senior sister...... Let's go!"

The light of the dagger flashed, and Yan Lin felt a sharp pain in his hand: "Senior sister?"

Only then did he turn around and find that it was not Jiang Duhui who was tied up at all, but the back was similar!

The woman kicked the ground with both feet and stabbed Yan Lin with a dagger. Yan Lin was a little stunned, he almost didn't dodge, and the dagger was only a fraction away from him. At this time, Yan Lin had already realized that he had been tricked, turned around and kicked the man in black who rushed over again, and flew out of the window with this force.

Climbed on top of the mountain again, and then looked down to see a row of men in black standing below.

If you can't go down, you can only climb up the mountain. Yan Lin Yungong is very vigorous and accelerates climbing. However, at this time, a rain of arrows struck, densely packed, leaving him not the slightest gap. Yan Lin was shocked, so he had to let go of one hand and wave his sword to resist.

He turned his long sword into a sword flower, which looked like a blooming lotus flower from a distance. I thought that I could avoid it in this way, but the soil that ate all the strength of Yan Lin's other hand began to loosen. He wanted to change places immediately, but found that another rain of arrows had hit, and he was overwhelmed and fell straight down the mountain.

He slammed his spine to the ground, feeling dizzy, and by the time he recovered, dozens of swords were already pressed against him.

The red-eyed man walked out with an umbrella, the same one he had seen in the woods that night. He looked very proud: "I didn't expect you to really fall into my game, it seems that you are just a person with developed limbs and a simple mind." ”

The rain hit Yan Lin's face, but it couldn't hide the hatred in his eyes: "What are you talking about?

The man with Danfeng's eyes looked a little surprised: "Senior sister, are you talking about those little nuns?" He realized something: "Ah...... What's your name...... What is Yanlin called? You are also a famous person, Wanyin Temple is full of little nuns, and you are also a lone seedling. ”

Yan Lin ignored his ridicule, and his voice seemed to come from the bottom of his throat: "What about my senior sisters?"

The man with phoenix eyes smiled lightly, glanced at the person behind him, and took the things in the cloth bag. He shook the cloth bag as if there were balls rolling inside: "These are your senior sisters. You kid looks pretty smart, I didn't expect to be so stupid?"

"This is ......" Yan Lin felt tears roll in his eyes, "Senior sisters' Nedan?"

The man with Danfeng's eyes laughed and said to the people around him: "Look at it, look at it, this kid is really pitiful when he cries, no wonder he can't be loved by a bunch of nuns." ”

Yan Lin was furious, picked up the sword that fell beside him and was about to go back to the Danfeng-eyed man.

However, at this moment, the blue light flashed, and his hand holding the sword was whipped, and the sword fell to the ground again with a "clang", and his arm hurt and hurt.

Everyone looked up and found a woman with a cold face standing on the second floor of the Thousand Bird Pavilion. The woman was very beautiful, with a slender figure, standing peerless, and exuding an atmosphere of idlers not approaching her. She has a goose-egg face, a fair complexion, and a slightly pointed chin. The eyebrows are slender, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and the lips are red without dotting. Looking at Yan Lin from the second floor, he held the whip that had just whipped him in his hand, faintly emitting blue light.

The man with Danfeng's eyes glanced upstairs a little impatiently: "Miss Jiao, don't do it." Didn't you see my dozen swords against him, and what could he do?"

Jiao Shuyu's tone was flat, and he couldn't hear the joy, anger and sorrow: "Han Yao, did you try your best to arrest him, did you just want to provoke him so that he would die on the spot?"

Yan Lin felt that Jiao Shuyu's voice was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

Han Yao rolled his eyes, obviously not dealing with Jiao Shuyu: "This kid followed me all the way from Wanyin Temple, and he couldn't shake off like a fly, so I naturally caught him to vent his anger, and it was okay to die on the spot." ”

"What followed you all the way?" Yan Lin said angrily, but he didn't expect to be whipped by the deserted woman again.

Jiao Shuyu looked at Yan Lin coldly and said, "There is no place for you to talk here." ”

Yan Lin wanted to refute, but saw her whip stop her mouth.

Jiao Shuyu said to Han Yao: "He is the remnant of Wanyin Temple, he was kidnapped and tortured to extract a confession, maybe you can ask about the whereabouts of Ciyi Shi Tai Neidan." ”

Yan Lin stared at Jiao Shuyu with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect the girl to be so beautiful, but she is a femme fatale in her heart." Sure enough, women are ruthless, and there is nothing to do with men. ”

Han Yao also seemed to think that Jiao Shuyu was right, but he didn't want to show it, so he asked Yan Lin directly: "Little monk, you'd better tell the whereabouts of Ciyi Neidan now, so as not to suffer from flesh and skin." ”

Yan Lin felt that the place that had been pumped by Jiao Shuyu just now was like a fire under the rain, as if to remind him of what he would face if he didn't explain what he would face next. But he pretended to be indifferent, put his hands on the back of his head, and lay back: "My master's Neidan? ”

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Yan Lin was escorted to the fifth floor of the Thousand Bird Pavilion, where he found the torture instruments that had already been prepared for him. He was tied to a cross, Han Yao picked up the whip that was placed aside, and threatened: "Are you sure you don't say it? Although my whip is not as good as Miss Jiao's Divine Whip of Compassion, it hurts just as much on my body." ”

Yan Lin sneered contemptuously: "Compassion, compassion, I think it's vicious, and I'm embarrassed to name my whip Huai Mercy." ”

His body ached, and Han Yao had already whipped it: "Am I discussing the name of the whip with you?"

Yan Lin stopped talking, no matter how he tortured himself, he didn't speak.

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Under the torture, Yan Lin fainted several times, and each time he was woken up by Han Yao with ice water. Seeing that Yan Lin didn't speak, Han Yao was also so angry that he stomped his feet, and kept scolding in his mouth. Later, it may have been night again, and Han Yao was away for a long time, so Yan Lin was able to rest for a while. But when the sun rose the next day, the cold came again.

Han Yao didn't seem to have slept well, and his face was still tired. Yan Lin laughed at him: "I'm not tired, but Young Master Han is tired himself?"

Han Yao was so angry that he was about to hit him again, when the cold woman walked in.

Miao Jiang people are generally not too tall, and Han Yao can only be regarded as a medium height among the men in the Central Plains. However, this woman was very tall, almost as tall as Han Yao. She was dressed in black, with Miao Jiang's unique patterns on her cuffs and waist, and said to Yan Lin with compassion in her hand: "You are stubborn, you dare to provoke Han Yao even after becoming like this." ”

Yan Lin smiled: "It seems that Young Master Han is tired and is going to change Miss Jiao." ”

Jiao Shuyu ignored Yanlin and asked Han Yao: "What did you ask?"

Han Yao rubbed his hands: "I was about to ask something." ”

Jiao Shuyu glanced at the torture instruments in the house, which were all stained with Yan Lin's blood, and Yan Lin had already lost his skin.

Jiao Shuyu asked Han Yao: "I heard that he stayed in an inn for a few days before he came. Since he doesn't have Neidan on him, maybe he's hidden in the inn, have you checked it?"

Han Yao was dumbfounded. Yan Lin didn't have the slightest fear under Han Yao's torture, but when he heard Jiao Shuyu say this, his face changed slightly. The change in his expression was seen by Jiao Shuyu: "Look, he's nervous, I'm afraid that the inn is indeed weird, send someone to search it." ”

Han Yao beckoned his men to come over and ordered them to search the inn. Jiao Shuyu stopped those people again: "I heard that he brought a girl with him when he came, and now she is gone." Let's see if we can get it back, he can stand the torture, and the girl may not be able to. ”

Yan Lin gritted her teeth with hatred for Jiao Shuyu at the moment, she didn't expect her to investigate herself so clearly, and even Tong Xi was unwilling to let go.

Just about to scold, Han Yao took the lead, and his tone was very dissatisfied: "Why didn't you say it yesterday? It's been a whole day, and it's too late to catch up now?"

Jiao Shuyu glanced at Han Yao coldly: "I'm just passing through the Thousand Bird Pavilion, these are your things, you can't think of it yourself, now that I have helped you think about it, you come to blame me for delaying?"

Han Yao was so stunned by Jiao Shuyu that he couldn't speak, Jiao Shuyu said: "Why don't you arrange it soon?" Does Han Gongzi want to wait for that girl to run a little farther?"