The man opened his mouth and after a while, he said hoarsely: "Yes, Wan'er can get married."

"Then will that person in my mind come to marry me?"

"Of course, it will."

The man took a deep breath and said in a more gentle tone: "Wan'er, be good, go to sleep first. After my brother dealt with this intruder, he would wake you up, okay?"

The woman nodded obediently, and her long dark hair gently blew.

She jumped to the bed, lay down, and covered herself with a quilt.

He murmured and sang an untuned song: "...Brother, you have to come quickly, sister is waiting for you to take me away... Take me to the distant horizon, and never separate again... Brother, please come quickly, sister is already waiting..."

Even if the songs sung by the girl's voice are not very good, they cannot be said to be beautiful.

And for some reason, listening to it always makes people feel inexplicably sad.

When the woman's singing disappeared, the man waved his hand.

A barrier separates both sides of the house.

Then he walked slowly towards Mu Yan, looked at her coldly from a high place and said, "Did you burn the Jiuli Temple?"

Mu Yan looked at the man up and down, and couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

Although those Jiuli envoys who were like mummies were much stronger than her, she could at least see the depth of their cultivation at a glance.

But she couldn't see the man in front of her at all.

This shows that the people in front of them are either far stronger than those Jiuli envoys, or have special means to hide their cultivation.

Although the heart was stormy, there was no fluctuation on Mu Yan's face. He just asked calmly: "Where is my companion?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, "Now I'm asking you."

Mu Yan nodded, "I burned it."

"What are you burning? Every brick and tile in the Jiuli Temple has been forged in a special way. It is equivalent to a high-level magic weapon. Even the Immortal Lord's elixir may not be burned. How did you, a little Xuanxian, do it?"

Mu Yan asked replies without answering, "I have answered your question. Now it's your turn to answer. Where is my companion?"

The man obviously didn't expect that this little girl would be so arrogant when she fell into this situation.

After he was stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but sneer, "Do you think I can't find out your identity if you don't tell me?"

Before he finished speaking, his hands began to form complex seals.

After a moment, wisps of black air emerged from his fingertips and wrapped around Mu Yan.

This is... a spell!

Mu Yan's expression suddenly became solemn and his nerves were completely tense.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a huge pulling force coming from her sea of ​​consciousness.

A scream came into her mind.

Mu Yan's expression changed, and a golden red fireball had fallen beside her, and her eyes were filled with fear.

"Golden Crow Fire Essence?"

The man showed a surprised expression and then realized, "It turned out to be the most fierce and fierce golden crow fire in this world. No wonder it can burn the Jiuli Temple."

"Ha, it's interesting." The man's mouth curled up a smile of interest, "A little Xuanxian, who is less than a hundred years old, can actually have such a high-grade Golden Crow Fire Spirit, and can escape from Jiuli's hand. I am becoming more and more curious about what your identity is."

While he was talking, his hands and fingers intertwined again and he was about to make seals.
Chapter completed!