The man opened his mouth, and after a long while he said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, Wan'er is ready to get married."

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

"Of course, I will."

The man took a deep breath and said in a gentler tone: "Wan'er, good boy, you go and get some sleep first. I'll wake you up after my brother has finished dealing with this intruder, okay?"

The woman nodded obediently, her long black hair gently stirring.

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

He murmured a tuneless song in his mouth: "...Brother, please come quickly, my sister is waiting for you to take me away...Take me to that distant horizon, and we will never be apart again...Brother, please

Come quickly, my sister is already waiting so hard..."

Even if the songs sung by the girl's voice are not in tune, they are still indescribably beautiful.

And I don’t know why, 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.

He then slowly walked towards Muyan, looked down at her coldly and said, "Did you burn down the Jiuli Temple?"

Muyan looked this man up and down, and couldn't help but feel secretly frightened.

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

But she couldn't tell the man's cultivation level at all in front of her.

This shows that the person in front of me is either far stronger than those Jiuli envoys, or has special means to hide his cultivation.

Although her heart was in turmoil, Muyan's face did not waver at all. She only asked calmly: "Where is my companion?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I'm asking you now."

Muyan nodded, "I burned it."

"What are they used to burn? 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 elixir fire of the Immortal Lord may not be able to burn it. How can you, a little Xuanxian, do that?

Arrived?"

Muyan did not answer but asked, "I have already answered your question, now it is your turn to answer, where is my companion?"

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

After being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but sneer, "Do you think I won't be able to find out your identity if you don't tell me?"

Before he finished speaking, his hands had already begun to form complicated seals.

After a moment, wisps of black air emerged from his fingertips and wrapped around Muyan's body.

This is... a spell!

Muyan's expression suddenly became solemn, and her nerves were completely tense.

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

A scream came into her mind.

Muyan's expression changed, and she saw a golden-red fireball falling beside her, and her single eye was full of fear.

"Golden Crow Fire Spirit?"

The man showed a surprised look, and then he understood, "It turns out that it is the strongest and most powerful Golden Crow Fire in the world. No wonder it can burn down the Jiuli Temple."

"Ha, that's interesting." The corner of the man's mouth raised an interesting smile, "A small Xuanxian who is less than a hundred years old can actually possess such a high-grade Golden Crow Fire Essence, and can use it from Jiuli.

I retreated completely in my hands. Now I am becoming more and more curious about your identity."

As he spoke, he intertwined the fingers of his hands again, about to form a seal.
Chapter completed!