Mu Yan was startled, and then his brows frowned tightly.

Wen Zhiyan is so brave.

In the territory of the Holy Heaven Alliance, he dared to make such a plan.

She sneered, and suddenly her wrist flipped and the demon zither appeared in the palm of her palm.

Qihuang was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Mu Yan plucked the strings of the piano: "Of course, it was to wake Xiang Yunzhou up and let him refine the natal sword for me! Haven't you always disliked my natal sword not being cool enough and not as handsome as the young master? Do you think if I helped Xiang Yunzhou absorb the golden crow fire, what kind of natal sword could he refine for me?"

Qihuang looked at the energetic girl outside the space and wanted to say that the Golden Crow Fire Essence was powerful, so it was not so easy to conquer.

I want to say that Xiang Yunzhou had been eroded by fire poison for every inch of meridians and was beyond help.

But in the end, all the doubts disappeared without a trace when they saw the pair of bright and shining peach blossom eyes.

Lord Qi Ling brushed his red clothes, wrapped his hands around his chest, and said with a look of contempt, "Okay, isn't it just a golden crow fire spirit? If it dares to act a monster, I will beat it to doubt life!"

"Guguji!" Doubt about life.

The little yellow chicken that was rolling to Qihuang on the side immediately raised its small wings and shouted.

Mu Yan closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, his fingers were already plucking quickly on the strings.

The melodious sound of the piano flows in the quiet basement.

The person who had originally focused all his attention on the bell and tripod couldn't help but forget to come over.

"Doctor Jun, why are you playing music now?"

"Doctor Wen is still treating the leader, can you be quiet?"

Mu Yan turned a deaf ear to everyone's questioning, but the movement of playing the piano in his hand became faster and faster.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, like a crackling rain hitting the stone wall.

Papapapapapa... It gradually becomes unreliable, like noise.

Just when Manager Wu and his friends could not bear it, the bell and tripod floating in the air actually shook.

Then the yellow light became empty for a while.

Wen Zhiyan's face changed drastically: "What's going on?!"

The spiritual connection between him and the bell and tripod was actually cut off by something.

Zheng--!!

A loud sound that made people's eardrums suddenly sounded, causing everyone present to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, the bell and tripod in the air flew towards Mu Yan quickly.

Finally it floated above her head.

Wen Zhiyan's face turned gray and suddenly turned around and looked at the girl playing the piano, gritted her teeth and said, "Bitch, what did you do?"

The connection between him and Zhong Ding's spiritual consciousness was completely broken!

That was the treasure given to him by the national teacher.

If it is lost, if the matter is done this time, his fate will definitely be even more miserable than death.

Mu Yan slowly raised his head. Under the dim light in the basement, you could vaguely see the girl's delicate skin as white porcelain, her bright red and pink lips, her dense eyelashes, and her long eyelashes, her clear and colorful peach blossom eyes that were as clear as water but also shining.

"Sorry, I'm very interested in this magic weapon, I want to borrow it to watch it."

She was right in guessing.

This bell and tripod is not something you can hear.

So Mu Yan easily cut off the connection between him and the bell and tripod.

Wen Zhiyan's face was ferocious and distorted, and there was a crazy murderous intent in his eyes. He could no longer help but roar, and his spiritual power was gathered in his body and slapped Mu Yan hard.

Wen Zhiyan is a master of [Kaishan Realm]. How could this palm be blocked by a girl like Mu Yan?

Beitang Feilu's face changed drastically and she growled: "Be careful with Mu Yan!"
Chapter completed!