This time, the man's gaze at her was a bit wordless: "Little girl, are you really not afraid? None of the foreign monks who broke into my Jiu Li tribe have made it out alive in a hundred, and when my sister wakes up, you will become her sacrifice, are you seriously not afraid of death?"

Mu Yan twisted her sore, tied wrists and smiled languidly, "Afraid, but I've always been lucky. I don't think I'll die, and those nine old beasts in the Nine Li Divine Hall that are neither human nor ghost also thought they could kill me, but I ended up escaping."

As she said this, Mu Yan purposely observed the man in front of her.

Seeing her scolding the Nine Li Messenger like this, this man didn't have any change in his appearance.

In her heart, she immediately trusted her judgment a little more.

The Nine Li tribe wasn't a piece of iron.

Obviously, although the names of the Holy Temple and the Temple were similar, and both belonged to the highest level of the Nine Li Tribe, the relationship was not very good.

The man didn't seem to be in a hurry and was curious at the news, "How did you enter the temple and how did you escape from the Nine Li envoy?"

Mu Yan looked at him quietly, not speaking.

The man snorted lightly before saying somewhat amused, "Your companion has a yin-yang bone, no matter who he was before, he is a member of my Nine Li tribe. His injuries are extremely serious and life-threatening, and after my sister saved you, she arranged for him to be treated. As for you..."

He paused, a cold and malicious expression on his face, "The Nine Li Tribe has a rule that any outsider cultivator who breaks into the tribe's boundary will be ignored if the [200 Million Soul Snatching Spell] has already imposed a punishment. If they are lucky enough to survive, they must be executed to ensure that the secrets of the Nine Li Tribe will never be revealed. Even if you don't provoke the Nine Li Messenger and aren't caught by my sister as a sacrifice, you won't survive either."

Mu Yan was relieved to hear that Li Wei Dye was fine.

When she heard these words behind her, she couldn't help but sneer, "This Nine Li tribe of yours, lascivious, hiding dirt, pedestrians are not cruel and unforgiving, even worse than animals, it's no wonder you have to hide your tracks to prevent others from discovering your whereabouts."

The man was startled, then couldn't help but pound the table and laugh out loud.

Mu Yan was momentarily stunned.

Just now, she had asked for help with her own kind words, and this man was still acting like a cold-hearted person.

How is it that now that you've scolded their Jiuli Tribe doggedly, the other party is laughing instead.

Could it be that this guy is sick in the head?

Only after laughing for a long time did the man restrain his appearance, picking up the tea marigold beside him and taking a casual sip, "You're an interesting girl, if my sister hadn't already used you as a sacrifice, I would have wanted to let you live."

Putting down the tea calabash, he had collected the look on his face, "Where's the Celestial Demon Harp? Time to show it, right?"

Mu Yan didn't want to fool this person on this matter, and in fact couldn't fool him.

Immediately upon hearing the words, her divine sense moved and the Celestial Demon Instrument floated in front of her.

As early as when she woke up, Mu Yan noticed that the aura and immortal energy here was much stronger than outside, and she could summon the Celestial Magic Instrument.

But there was still no response from Sevenhuang.

The Golden Crow Fire Spirit wobbled twice, rubbing up against Mu Yan's leg, and took a careful look at the man.

Seeing that he wasn't paying attention to him, he immediately whooshed and ducked back into the Celestial Magic Instrument space.

And the man really didn't have the time to care about the Golden Crow Fire Essence at this point.

His pair of eyes stared intently at the Heavenly Demon Instrument floating in the air, and he slowly stood up.

His deep eyes were filled with complex emotions.