Li Wei Dye couldn't help but laugh lowly, "Mu Yan, if you want to kill the Nine Li Messenger and break the curse of the Nine Li Tribe, you shouldn't have come to ask me ...... There is only one person in the world who can break this game."

He gazed closely into Mu Yan's eyes and said word by word, "You know who this person is."

Third Senior Brother, Chu End Li!

Mu Yan's heart pounded violently.

The most mysterious third senior brother in the entire Free Sect, at this moment, finally touched the tip of the iceberg of his identity history.

Of course Mu Yan had no desire to probe into her senior brother's privacy.

She just inexplicably felt her heart fluttering, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

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

Mu Yan faintly said, "This person loves to pretend to be particularly powerful and different. Nine out of ten sentences don't mean anything, purely for the sake of pretending. Uncle Lin, you don't need to pay attention to him."

Lin Huai originally thought that Mu Yan and Li Wei Dye were very close and asked him about his safety as soon as he woke up.

Nowadays, however, he was somewhat unreadable.

The dislike for Li Wei Dye in Mu Yan's eyes was simply redolent of spilling out.

But Li Wei Dye's eyes were dark and seemingly smiling, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

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

Li Wei Dye snapped, "My relationship with Mu Yan is a bit long to say the least ......"

However, before he could finish his sentence, he heard Mu Yan interrupt mercilessly, "He's my brother-in-law, he has a bear temper and is annoying. But I was taught his brother by my husband's trust, so it's not good to ignore him."

This time, Li Wei Dye was really going to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Jun Muyan, count you cruel!

This woman clearly knows what words can pierce his heart, so she picks what to say.

Lin Huai was surprised and looked at Mu Yan, "You're already married? Who is your husband?"

Mu Yan, however, was reluctant to say more and casually stalled for a couple of sentences before stepping forward to grab Li Wei Dye's wrist.

"It's fortunate that you've survived at last."

Li Wei Dye said proudly, "That's natural, you also said that the scourge will last a thousand years!"

Muyan: "...... "Do you take that as a compliment?

Suddenly, Li Wei Dye's face changed abruptly.

The figure that grabbed Mu Yan's hand flipped backwards.

Out of the corner of Mu Yan's eyes, she only saw a few streaks of coldness graze across her face.

Only an inch short of slicing through her neck.

The exasperated voice of Lin Huai could be heard in her ears, "Who is it?!"

In the room, the space created violent energy fluctuations and a vortex.

Several silhouettes slowly walked out from inside.

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

Coarse rasping and hoarse voices echoed in the ears of several people.

The dry, zombie-like figure slowly appeared before Mu Yan's eyes.

Nine Li Messenger!

"Fortunately, we have long been aware of your wolfish ambitions and have been keeping our eyes on your every move, but now we've finally gotten a hold of you, haven't we?"

"Do you know what is the crime of harboring foreign monks and keeping people in the temple?"

Lin Huai's face was livid, and he stretched out his hand to touch his shoulder.

What had just attacked him and Muyan were two silver hooked claws, the hooks and claws were coated with poison.

Mu Yan was pulled by Li Wei Dye to avoid them.

However, Lin Huai was worried about Mu Yan's safety and reacted a step too late, resulting in his shoulder being slashed by the hooked claws.

The wound there was now rotting and turning black at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Li Yan's cold gaze swept over several people and finally landed on Lin Huai.