Li Weiran couldn't help but smile, "Mu Yan, if you want to kill the Jiuli envoy and break the curse of the Jiuli tribe, you shouldn't have come to ask me... There is only one person in this world who can break this situation."

He stared into Mu Yan's eyes tightly and said word by word: "You know who this person is."

Third senior brother, Chu Moli!

Mu Yan's heart beat suddenly.

At this moment, the third senior brother, the most mysterious in the entire Xiaoyao Sect, finally touched the tip of the iceberg of his identity.

Of course, Mu Yan did not have the desire to explore his senior brother's privacy.

She just felt her heart was waving for no reason, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow.

Lin Huai looked at Mu Yan in confusion, "Who is he talking about?"

Mu Yan said lightly: "This person likes to pretend to behave the most, and looks very powerful and unique. Nine out of ten sentences make no sense, it is purely for the sake of showing off. Uncle Lin, you don't have to pay attention to him."

Lin Huai originally thought Mu Yan and Li Weiyan had a good relationship, so he asked him about his safety as soon as he woke up.

Now I can't understand it.

Mu Yan's disgust towards Li Weiran was simply overflowing naked.

Li Weiran's eyes are deep, and he seems to be smiling but not smiling, making people unable to see what he thinks.

Lin Huai couldn't help but say, "What's the relationship between you two?"

Li Weiran said first: "My relationship with Mu Yan is a bit long-lasting..."

However, before he finished speaking, Mu Yan interrupted mercilessly, "He is my brother-in-law, a naughty child, and very annoying. But I was entrusted by my husband to teach his younger brother, so I didn't care about him."

This time, Li Weiran was really spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Jun Muyan, you are cruel!

This woman clearly knows what words can sting his heart, so she will choose what she can say.

Lin Huai looked at Mu Yan in surprise, "You have married? Who is your husband?"

But Mu Yan didn't want to say much, so he casually made excuses, and walked up to grab Li Weiran's wrist.

"You have great fortune and luck, and finally got through it."

Li Weiran said proudly: "That's natural, you also said that the disaster has been gone for thousands of years!"

Mu Yan: "..." Do you think these words are praising you?

Suddenly, Li Weiran's face suddenly changed.

Grab Mu Yan's hand and turn it backwards.

From the corner of Mu Yan's eyes, a few cold lights flashed by, and a deep chill passed by her face.

Just one inch away, she could cut her neck.

Lin Huai's angry voice came from his ears: "Who is it?!"

In the room, the space produces violent energy fluctuations, forming vortexes.

Several figures slowly walked out from inside.

"Lin Huai, you are really lying to us!"

A rough and hoarse voice echoed in the ears of several people.

A dry figure like a zombie slowly appeared in front of Mu Yan.

Jiuli envoy!

"Fortunately, I have already noticed your wolf ambitions and kept my eyes fixed on your every move. Now we have finally caught the handle?"

"Do you know what sin should you be to shelter foreign monks and keep people in the temple?"

Lin Huai's face turned pale and he reached out to stroke his shoulder.

The two silver hook claws that attacked him and Mu Yan just now were covered with poison.

Mu Yan was pulled by Li Weiran to avoid it.

However, Lin Huai's reaction was a step late because he was worried about Mu Yan's safety, so his shoulder was cut by his hook claws.

At this time the wound there was rotting and turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Yan's cold eyes swept across the several people and finally fell on Lin Huai.
Chapter completed!