When Chu Wei Dye's hand was raised, eight corpses were lined up in front of Lin Huai's eyes.

Together with the half-dead Li Yan in Li Wei Dye's hands, Lin Huai couldn't help but gulp, "Mu Yan, was this Jiuli Messenger ...... killed by you? How do you do that?"

Mu Yan hooked her lips and said, "This is our Divine Music Master's unique secret method, even you can't tell Uncle Lin!"

Lin Huai nodded his head in a trance.

Then he was somewhat confused. With most of the Nine Li angels dead, it's reasonable to say that the [Two Spirit Seizing Barrier] will start to collapse, and most of the Nine Li tribe will also be dead or injured. But now ......"

Not to mention that the monks of the [Upper Goodness District] were fine.

Even the civilians of the [Lower Multitude District] were safe and sound, even looking more energetic than before.

And they all seemed to completely follow Mu Yan's lead.

Mu Yan smiled and said, "Uncle Lin, were you deceived by those nine old undead before? What's connected to the fate of the [Two Soul Seizing Barriers], maybe it's just a trick they've set up for you in order to keep you tied up against them?"

"It's ...... is it?"

Mo Yan nodded, "Yes. Otherwise, how do you explain the situation today?"

Lin Huai revealed a thoughtful look.

His gaze turned to Chu Mianli, "Who is this?"

Chu Mianli lifted his eyes to look at Lin Huai and gave a shallow smile, "I'm Chu Mianli, I'm Mu Yan's third senior brother. Nice to meet you."

When Lin Huai heard the three words "Chu Miaoli", he didn't show any shocked expression on his face.

He was only surprised, "You haven't gotten a spell on you either, could it be that you also have a yin-yang bone?"

"Uncle Lin!" Mu Yan interrupted Lin Huai's words, "Now that the Nine Li Messenger has been ambushed and executed, the entire Nine Li tribe is considered to be transformed and under your control. Can I ask you to do me a favor?"

Lin Huai was startled, then a look of excitement slowly appeared on his face as well, "You mean, the [Yellow Spring Mantra on the Other Side] on Little Nine's body?"

Mu Yan nodded his head.

Lin Huai took a deep breath, and only after a long time did he say, "You guys follow me."

......

Mu Yan followed Lin Huai back to the [Sacred Temple] dungeon.

The dungeon was the most sacred and core place in the entire Jiuli Tribe.

Lin Huai allowed Mu Yan to enter, which was already extraordinarily accommodating.

The two outsiders, Li Wei Dye and Chu Miaoli, naturally couldn't enter and had to wait on the previous floor.

When Mu Yan came down to the dungeon twice before, she felt that this place was very strange.

The dungeon was extremely large.

But the surrounding area was empty, only the middle part was decorated as a women's compartment.

Mu Yan and Lin Huai stood side by side outside, looking at the women in the compartment who were caressing the wedding dress and singing a song.

The song was melodious, clear and pleasant to the ear.

But just as before, there was no happiness in my heart when I heard this song, but instead a surge of inexplicable heartache.

Lin Huai's eyes looked momentarily at the slender figure gently circling inside and slowly said, "Do you still want to continue listening to that story from before?"

Mu Yan's ears dazzled with the sound of singing and nodded lightly.

Lin Huai opened his mouth for a long while before letting his throat make a low, hoarse sound, "Wan'er was thrown out of the temple by them. When they threw it out, there was no longer a good piece of meat on it."

"I had just rescued Little Nine then, and I saw my only sister ......"

The veins on Lin Huai's forehead popped out, jumping up and down.

The fear and resentment in his eyes burned like a blazing fire, almost burning away all of his sanity.