Ye Lin waved his hands, and the two palm winds directly shook all the blue-clothed nursing homes of the Qian Mansion to the ground, rushed in, grabbed a nursing home casually, and asked urgently, "Where are the people from the Eight Great Sects?"

The blue-clothed nurse looked panicked, and he glanced around, and the surrounding nurses were stunned to the ground, and they were completely powerless to resist. "Say it quickly!" Ye Lin pushed him to the ground, his eyes showed a hint of anger, and the frightened nurse hurriedly knelt on the ground, pointing in the direction of Beiyuan with his right hand.

Ye Lin walked along the bluestone courtyard path at his feet towards the courtyard at the west gate, knocking down the Qianfu Courtyard that was blocking the road to the ground, he only came to get rid of the miasma from the hands of Tianxianglou, and he was extremely light on those ordinary courtyards, so that they couldn't move.

"Who!" Under the stone arch of Beiyuan, four disciples of the Huashan Sect held long swords and blocked his way.

"Get out of the way, I'm the one who came to Tianxianglou, and I have nothing to do with anyone else. Ye Lin snorted coldly, and knocked the four Huashan disciples to the floor in the courtyard with one palm, and he walked in quickly.

Hearing the movement of a fight outside the building, Lu Taiji and Wang Zhiqiu rushed out of the hall and saw the young man in white standing next to the four Huashan disciples who had fallen to the ground, his eyes searching for something.

"Do you have no one in the Eight Great Sects of the Sword Villa?" Wang Zhiqiu rushed forward, throwing the long sword in his hand out from between his sleeves and stabbing at the opponent's chest.

Ye Lin stood in place, his right foot moved away slightly, and a strong wind shook the four Huashan disciples on the ground away, his hands rotated quickly in front of his chest, and a powerful torrent formed between his palms, controlling the blade of the long sword between his palms.

"You, you," Wang Zhiqiu looked at the young man in front of him, and easily broke his sword blade, his eyebrows were furrowed, and the blue tendons on his face suddenly rose, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy anymore.

Ye Lin suddenly let go of his hands, and the torrent disappeared into invisibility in an instant, and the blade of the sword was shocked to the ground by him. "I'm not here to trouble you Tianxianglou, I'm here to find you Miss Murong. ”

"Looking for our eldest lady?" Wang Zhiqiu took a sip of the wind, clenched the long sword that fell to the ground in his hand, his sword eyebrows were raised, and he was wary of what strange tricks this young man had made, staring at each other with his eyes.

In Luoyang Tianxiang Building, Lu Taiji noticed that there were a group of strangers in the building, and he was anxious to deal with Cao Haotian's affairs, so he didn't ask much. I never thought that this person's martial arts were extremely high, and he could easily let Wang Zhiqiu be defeated. He coughed dryly and said loudly, "Little brother, isn't it the reason to find our eldest lady?"

"Ask for something. Ye Lin looked at a middle-aged man under the wooden corridor of the small building, about fifty years old, with white temples and a white beard.

Lu Taiji stroked his white beard and chuckled, "Ask us to borrow something from Tianxianglou?"

Ye Lin stepped forward quickly, came to the small building, arched his hand, and said respectfully, "Ye Lin, the junior of the Swordless Villa, has come to borrow something from Tianxianglou that can remove the miasma of southern Xinjiang. At this moment, there was a request for Tianxianglou, Ye Lin put down his body, looked at Lu Taiji with a respectful face, and smiled.

"Don't think!" Wang Zhiqiu, who was standing behind him, snorted coldly, although everyone did not find Cao Haotian, but the owner of Murong Mansion may have been taken captive by him to southern Xinjiang. If they are really in southern Xinjiang, they also need a medicine to get rid of miasma-Nuan Yudan.

Although Nuan Yudan has no effect on treating internal injuries, it is indeed a kind of personal thing that is carefully developed by the founding ancestor of Tianxiangfang. A hundred years ago, the reason why Murong Junfeng and the elite disciples of the Eight Great Sects were able to enter the land of Southern Xinjiang was all because of this. Ye Lin broke in, and went straight to the point and asked for this thing, Wang Zhiqiu was furious and stepped forward to stop it.

Lu Taiji carefully looked at the white-clothed young man in front of him, he understood the name of the Swordless Villa, but he didn't know why the young man in front of him wanted to warm the jade pill. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he smiled dryly, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." I don't know what the little brother wants me to do with the warm jade pill of Tianxianglou?"

"This, you don't care. Just borrow it. Ye Lin glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said secretly in his heart, I am the one who came to find the Murong family in Tianxianglou, what to do with this guy, he walked straight into the small building from Lu Taiji.

Lu Taiji did not stop him, but grabbed Wang Zhiqiu, who rushed over from the courtyard, blinked his eyes, grabbed his arm and whispered, "If the landlord is in Southern Xinjiang, the place where this little brother goes is also Southern Xinjiang." Why don't we invite him along?"

"This... Is this appropriate?" Wang Zhiqiu pondered for a moment, looked at the white-clothed young man who walked in, and nodded thoughtfully.

"There are assassins!" More than a dozen disciples of Tianxiang Building in red robes rushed up from all sides in the building, surrounding Ye Lin.

"Heh!" Ye Lin ignored everyone, jumped up, and rushed to the wooden corridor on the second floor. Unexpectedly, Yun Zhongke broke out of the door of the wing, and a sword light pierced his eyebrows.

"Yo, your kung fu is good, much better than that person just now. Ye Lin was forced to retreat into the hall and was surrounded by all the disciples.

Yun Zhongke slashed at the crowd with two consecutive sword lights, forcing Ye Lin to dodge left and right. Hearing the sound of a fight downstairs, Fei Ming hurriedly rushed out of the room, and seeing that the two were fighting fiercely in the building, he hurriedly dissuaded, "Uncle Yun, Master Ye, stop quickly!"

Fei Ming leaped forward, floated between the two, hurriedly pushed them away with both hands, and said with a smile on his face, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." ”

Ye Lin saw that the person who came was the disciple of Tianxianglou that he had met in Ning Mansion a few days ago, so he snorted coldly and stopped. Although Yun Zhongke is Fei Ming's elder, because he is Miss Murong's personal guard, it is difficult for him to do it again.

Lu Taiji, who was standing at the door, heard Fei Ming call the white-clothed young man the owner, his face was stunned, his right hand hurriedly let go, and he quickly stepped forward to the building, cleared his throat, and said in a rough voice, "This Ye Zhuang owner is here for us to borrow the warm jade pill, let's see how to decide on this matter." ”

Fei Ming was stunned when he heard the three words Nuan Yu Dan, he looked at Ye Lin on the side, and said respectfully, "Master Ye Zhuang, this Nuan Yu Dan is a precious thing in Tianxiang Building, I don't know what you borrowed it for?"

"Go to Southern Xinjiang!" Ye Lin said coldly.

"Southern Xinjiang?" The four people in the building glanced at each other, and at the same time looked at the white-clothed young man in front of everyone, a look of surprise flashed on his face.

"Yes, it's Nanjiang!" Ye Lin saw everyone's expressions and said in a deep voice. Although he didn't know why the people in Tianxianglou were so surprised, he never liked to beat around the bush when he acted, and he asked for it when he came.

"I don't know, what happened to Gongzi going to Southern Xinjiang?" A woman's voice came from the wing room on the north side of the second floor, Yun Junxi and Xianger helped Murong Yuexi out of the room, and the three of them looked at the young man in white who was surrounded by everyone.

Ye Lin glanced at the three women upstairs, one young woman and one woman stood respectfully beside Murong Yuexi. The eldest lady of Tianxianglou, he had seen a few times in the crowd when he was in Luoyang, and he knew it.