This time, the man looked at her with indescribable words: "Little girl, are you really not afraid? None of the 100 foreign monks who broke into my Jiuli tribe can get out alive. When my sister wakes up... Come, you will become her sacrifice, are you really not afraid of death?"
Muyan twisted her tied and sore wrist, and said with a lazy smile: "I'm afraid, but I've always been lucky. I don't think I'll die. Those nine old bastards in Jiuli Temple who are neither human nor ghost I also thought that I could kill me, but it turned out that I escaped."
When saying these words, Muyan deliberately observed the man in front of her.
Seeing her scolding Jiuli envoy like this, the man's expression didn't change much.
Immediately, I believed in my own judgment a little more.
The Jiuli tribe is not monolithic either.
Obviously, although the names of the temple and the temple are similar, and both belong to the highest level of the Jiuli tribe, the relationship is not good.
The man didn't seem to be in a hurry, he asked curiously, "How did you enter the temple, and how did you escape from the envoy of Jiuli?"
Muyan looked at him quietly, without speaking.
The man snorted lightly, and then said with some amusement: "Your companion has a yin and yang bone, no matter who he was before, he is a member of my Jiuli tribe. His injuries are extremely serious and life-threatening. My sister rescued him." After you, arrange for him to be treated. As for you... "
He paused, with a cold and malicious expression on his face, "The Jiuli Tribe has a rule that if a foreign monk breaks into the tribal barrier, if the [Two Hundred Million Soul Imperishment Curse] has already imposed a punishment, he will ignore it." If you are lucky enough to survive, you must be executed to ensure that the secrets of the Jiuli tribe will never be revealed. Even if you don’t provoke the Jiuli envoy, or be caught by my sister as a sacrifice, you will not survive.”
Muyan heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that Li Weiran was fine.
After hearing the following words, I couldn't help but sneered: "You Jiuli tribe are licentious and immoral, hide filth, and passers-by don't do cruel things that are worse than animals. No wonder you want to hide your tracks. Let other people discover your whereabouts."
The man was startled, and then couldn't help pounding the table and laughing loudly.
Muyan was stunned for a moment.
Just now when I asked him nicely, this man still looked cold.
How come I scolded their Jiuli tribe bloodyly now, but the other party laughed instead.
Could this guy be out of his mind
After laughing for a long time, the man restrained his expression, picked up the teacup next to him, took a sip casually and said, "You are very interesting, if it wasn't for my sister who has already treated you as a sacrifice, I would have let you die .”
Putting down the teacup, he had already restrained the expression on his face, "Where's the Tianmoqin? It's time to take it out and have a look?"
Muyan didn't want to fool this person on this matter, in fact she couldn't fool him either.
Hearing this, his consciousness immediately moved, and Tian Moqin floated in front of his eyes.
As early as when she woke up, Muyan found that the aura and fairy energy here were much stronger than outside, and she was able to summon the Tianmoqin.
But Qihuang still didn't respond.
The Golden Crow Fire Essence wobbled twice, and rubbed against Muyan's legs, then glanced at the man cautiously.
Seeing that he didn't pay attention to him, he immediately hid back in the Tianmoqin space.
And the man really didn't have time to care about the Golden Crow Fire Essence at this time.
His eyes were fixed on Tian Moqin floating in the air, and he stood up slowly.
Complicated emotions filled the deep eyes.