The man opened his mouth, and after a 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, it will."
The man took a deep breath, and said in a more gentle tone: "Wan'er, go to sleep first, and my brother will wake you up after dealing with the intruder, okay?"
The woman nodded obediently, her thick black hair gently brushing.
She bounced to the bed, lay down, and covered herself with the quilt.
Muttering an out-of-tune ballad in her mouth: "... elder brother, come quickly, younger sister is waiting for you to take me away... take me to that distant horizon, and never leave again... elder brother, please hurry up Come on, my sister has been waiting so hard..."
Even if the ballad sung by the girlish voice is not very in tune, it is still indescribably 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 the two sides of the house.
Only then did he walk towards Muyan slowly, looked down at her coldly and said: "You burned down the Jiuli Temple?"
Muyan looked this man up and down, and couldn't help being secretly startled.
Although those Jiuli envoys who were like mummy were much stronger than her, at least she could tell the depth of their cultivation at a glance.
But the man in front of her, she couldn't see his cultivation at all.
This shows that the person in front of him is either far stronger than those Jiuli envoys, or has special means to hide his cultivation.
Although the storm in his heart was turbulent, but Muyan's face did not fluctuate at all, he only asked calmly: "Where is my companion?"
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, "I'm the one asking you now."
Muyan nodded, "I burned it."
"What was used to burn it? Every brick and tile in the Jiuli Temple has been forged in a special way, which is equivalent to a high-level magic weapon. Even the alchemy fire of the immortal may not be able to burn it. How do you, a little Xuanxian, do it?" Arrived?"
Muyan asked without answering, "I've already answered your question, now it's your turn to answer, where is my companion?"
The man obviously didn't expect that the little girl would be so arrogant in such a situation.
After a moment of astonishment, he couldn't help but sneered, "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.
A moment later, wisps of black air emerged from his fingertips, wrapping around Muyan's body.
This is... a spell!
Muyan's expression is suddenly solemn, her nerves are completely tense.
Immediately afterwards, she felt a huge pulling force coming from her sea of consciousness.
A cry came into her mind.
Muyan's expression changed, and she saw a ball of golden-red fire had fallen beside her, her opened one eye was full of fear.
"Golden Crow Fire Essence?"
The man showed a surprised expression, and then he understood, "It turns out that it is the most powerful and powerful Golden Crow Fire in the world, no wonder it can burn the Jiuli Temple."
"Oh, it's interesting." The corner of the man's mouth curled up into a smile of interest, "A little Xuanxian, whose root bone age is less than a hundred years old, can possess such a high-grade Golden Crow Fire Essence, and can also be sent from Jiuli Get out of your hands. Now I am more and more curious about your identity."
While speaking, his hands and fingers crossed again, and he was about to form a mudra.
Muyan was taken aback by his [curse].