It is related to the life and death of Lingxi, and Ye Xinghe will never give in!

"joke!"

Young Master Yan sneered, "Who are you? I, a disciple of the old Holy Pill, need you to give me a face?"

"Uncle, get out of here!"

"Otherwise, I will not only want spiritual herbs, but also your life!"

His body shook, and his aura rose up!

Deacon He changed his face and shouted, "Stop!"

"Yan Ruoming, you can't move this person!"

Yan Ruoming snorted coldly: "What is he? I will kill you if I want to!"

Deacon He looked angry: "He is the chief of the Heavenly Yan Divine Palace, the Xiayan Palace Chuanwu Academy, Ye Xinghe!"

"Not only that, he is also a favorite of Mr. Wu!"

"That eighth-grade spiritual herb was also ordered by Mr. Wu to leave it to Mr. Ye!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruoming's face stopped, and his aura retreated in an instant, and he took two steps back.

"He turned out to be Ye Xinghe?"

He looked shocked, and when he looked at Ye Xinghe again, a look of panic flashed in his eyes.

Ye Xinghe showed confusion and frowned: "Do you know me?"

Yan Ruoming quickly bowed and smiled flatteringly: "Young Master Ye is well-known, of course I have heard of it!"

"It is precisely because of the guidance of Wu Taishang that the family master can break through to the seventh-grade alchemist."

"If I had known that Mr. Ye was the one from Mr. Wu, how could I dare to be presumptuous in front of you?"

He changed his arrogant attitude just now, with a humble face and a charming smile.

Ye Xinghe understood and nodded and said, "So that's it."

"I think that your master and Mr. Wu have an old age, so I won't pursue this matter."

"Thank you Mr. Ye!"

Yan Ruoming wiped his forehead and quickly bowed to the ceremony: "Since that's the case, I won't disturb Mr. Ye anymore."

"If Mr. Ye is free, can he go to Master’s Mansion to taste tea and discuss elixirs?"

Ye Xinghe nodded slightly, Yan Ruoming was even more happy and bowed to leave.

Director He breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly bowed and smiled: "Young Master Ye, I'll make you laugh."

"I will arrange a place for you."

Ye Xinghe nodded and followed Deacon He.

At this moment, the thin man showed a sinister smile on his face and muttered to himself: "So, this kid is Ye Xinghe."

"It is rumored that he has a grudge against Dugu Young Master. If I can take away his spiritual herb and sell it to Dugu Young Master, I will definitely make a big profit!"

"Hehe, it's my turn to Xue Jinggui to get rich again today!"

The thin man smiled sly and quietly left Diling Pavilion.

At the same time, Deacon He arranged a room for Ye Xinghe and stayed for one night.

The next morning, the sun rose.

Ye Xinghe was practicing in the room, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Ye, I am He Ye, the Pavilion Master is back!"

Ye Xinghe suddenly opened his eyes, got up and opened the door, and smiled and said, "Okay! I'll go there quickly."

He Ye nodded and responded, and then the two rushed all the way to Diling Pavilion.

As soon as he entered the hall, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a white robe and full of elegance.

He Ye introduced: "Young Master Ye, this is the Lord of the Diling Pavilion, Zhou Yurong."

While speaking, Zhou Yurong strode forward and smiled and said, "Young Master Ye, I have ordered people to collect the spiritual herbs in the Treasure Pavilion, please follow me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the backyard, and Ye Xinghe followed closely behind.

The two walked through the Sliding Water Bridge and came to a loft in the backyard.

Zhou Yurong took out a jade talisman, opened the restriction on the door, and stepped into it.

After a moment, he took out an exquisite wooden box and handed it to Ye Xinghe.

"Young Master Ye, what you are doing here is the eighth-grade spiritual herb, Lu Lingguiyuan grass."

Ye Xinghe showed joy on his face and opened the wooden box.

However, there was no spiritual herb in the wooden box, only a note.

The book above: The first thief in the Great Yan Dynasty, Xue Jinggui was left behind.

"Stolen?!"

Ye Xinghe was slightly stunned, and suddenly became angry and asked, "People Master Zhou, who is Xue Jinggui?"

Zhou Yurong frowned and murmured: "This Xue Jinggui has stole countless treasures!"

"I even stole the treasures of the palace and came without a trace!"

"But, how could he be eyeing these eighth-grade spiritual herbs?"

When Zhou Yurong was puzzled, Ye Xinghe suddenly felt murderous intent!

Xue Jinggui stole not treasure, but his sister's life!

Ye Xinghe suppressed his anger and asked coldly: "Master Zhou, do you have any treasures for exploring and tracing here?"

Zhou Yurong suddenly realized and took out a jade plate from the space ring.

The jade plate is only the size of a palm, and is made of purple jade. There is a golden needle on it, which rotates rapidly.

Zhou Yurong activated the divine aura and injected it into the jade plate.

Suddenly, a golden light enveloped the paper strip, and after a moment, the golden needle flew around again!

The golden needle rotated several times, then suddenly stopped, and was fixed in a certain direction.

Zhou Yurong handed the jade plate to Ye Xinghe and explained: "This jade plate is called the Wanxiang Tracing Plate, which can search for traces of thieves."

"I have locked down Xue Jinggui's traces, and Mr. Ye can follow the instructions to find them."

"But it is rumored that Xue Jinggui is like a ghost, and he is extremely fast, so I'm afraid..."

Ye Xinghe had a firm look in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "No matter how fast he is, he can't escape!"

"No one can take away the spiritual herbs I used to save my sister!"

After saying that, he took the jade plate, flashed, and rushed out of the Earthling Pavilion.

I saw a blue light and shadow rising into the sky!

Ye Xinghe transformed into a dragon with his body and headed outside the Great Yan Emperor Capital.

After a stick of incense, the golden light on the jade plate suddenly burst out, pointing to a hundred meters in front of him.

Ye Xinghe suddenly looked up and looked forward.

Not far away, a thin young man stood with his arms around his arms, looking frivolous, as if he was waiting for someone.

When Ye Xinghe appeared, a vicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said loudly: "Ye Xinghe, you are finally here!"

Ye Xinghe frowned and asked, "You are Xue Jinggui?"

Xue Jinggui said proudly: "Not bad! It's your grandfather and me!"

As he spoke, a cunning look flashed in his eyes and he smiled in his heart: "I thought Zhou Yurong would come with him."

"But unexpectedly, he was chasing him alone."

"It's just right! I'll take the head of this little beast too! I'll exchange it for the spirit stones together!"

Xue Jinggui smiled and said, "You said, how many spirit stones can I get if I give your head to Dugu Changfeng?"

"Do you want to kill me?"

Ye Xinghe snorted coldly: "You are worthy too!"

"Little beast, stop talking nonsense!"

Xue Jinggui shouted loudly: "I will kill you now. Go back and hand in the office!"

Xue Jinggui's body shook, and his majestic momentum surged!

It was like a mountain, and it suddenly crushed down!

However, under this momentum, Ye Xinghe remained motionless and raised his eyebrows and said, "The Seventh Level Building of Linghu Realm?"

"What? Are you scared?"

Xue Jinggui smiled playfully: "Tell you, it's too late!"

"Even if you kowtow and beg for mercy today, I will kill you!"

He shouted loudly, and the light blue divine aura surged out!

A stream of extreme cold air spread out!

There is also a sharp wind blade hidden in it!

He actually possesses two divine auras of strong wind and cold ice!
Chapter completed!