Pretend to be a pig, eat the tiger, and take your enemy home.

The high priest mysteriously performed a magic trick on the box, but never opened it, and then placed it respectfully on the high platform.

The weird music sounded again.

When Shi Nianchu raised her eyes, her expression was momentarily astonished, and she saw that familiar figure.

Yanli also came.

There was also a group of people dormant behind him.

At this time, a burst of exclamation suddenly came from the distance, "The saint is coming! The saint is coming!"

An extremely luxurious Luan sedan came slowly, surrounded by dozens of servants. The jet-black tents fluttered gracefully in the wind, and blood-red butterflies lingered around the sedan, making it unparalleled.

Everyone turned around, consciously made a way, put their hands on their chests reverently, "Welcome the Saint!"

The sedan stopped, the tent was raised, and a beautiful woman stepped out, her face covered with plain gauze, her eyebrows cold and sharp, blood butterflies surrounding her, giving her a hazy beauty under the moonlight.

This is the holy girl of the Wuqiang tribe, Mi Yao.

As soon as she got off the sedan, she stared at Shi Nianchu who was tied to the high platform. Her red lips under the veil were raised proudly and proudly.

Mi Yao walked to the high priest and saw him nodding to her, so she raised her voice: "Light the fire."

Then two messengers holding torches came to the stage and prepared to light the fire.

Shi Nianchu remained expressionless, just looking at everything below coldly.

Mi Yao couldn't help but ask her: "Don't you have anything to say?" She was so calm even when death was imminent.

"Yes." Shi Nianchu's voice was shallow and slightly hoarse, "I want to see that thing."

Mi Yao followed her eyes and sneered, "You despicable foreigners are worthy of coveting the most precious treasure of my clan?"

"Isn't your most precious treasure Wuqiang King Gu?"

I heard the other party reply in a completely disdainful tone: "That thing left by our ancestors is now outdated."

Of course Shi Nianchu wouldn't believe her. How could they send someone to grab the key after it was expired?

Mi Yao personally took the torch from the messenger's hand, threw it at Shi Nianchu's feet, and then took a few steps back.

The fire burned ragingly, forming a circle of fire, surrounding Shi Nianchu.

When the fire filled the air, an explosion resounded through the sky, the building was blown up, broken pieces flew everywhere, and then there were continuous gunshots, making the scene chaotic.

The high priest calmly summoned his people, "You first evacuate the people."

Facing this sudden change, Mi Yao remained extremely calm and ignored everything below.

Yanli led the people and gradually killed them on the altar.

The high priest clenched the staff in his hand, with a false smile on his lips, "Young Master Yan is indeed here."

"As you wish." Yan Li stood tall and slender under the stage, his deep eyes glowing with blood, like the flames filling the sky, swallowing the abyss.

"Aren't you afraid that we will kill her?"

Now that Shi Nianchu is tied up, a single shot can send her home.

"You don't have the courage, nor the ability." Yanli's eyes shifted to Shi Nianchu, and a trace of warmth appeared in his ice-like brows.

He won't let anything happen to her.

The high priest waved his hand, and thousands of elite soldiers surrounded the royal court.

Compared with the Wuqiang army, Yanli and the few people he brought were simply throwing eggs at stones and overestimating their own capabilities.

Seeing that the fire was about to burn Shi Nianchu, Yanli rushed forward with a wave of his gun and killed the nearest few people. He was about to board the altar, but was stopped by Yan Xiao.

"If you want to save people, you have to get through me first."

The high priest also held the staff and attacked Yanli.

After more than a dozen moves, Yanli was still entangled and unable to escape. Although the people he brought could be worth ten, after all, there was a huge disparity between the numbers of the enemy and ourselves, and they would not be able to hold out for long.

Mi Yao picked up the gun on the ground, walked step by step to Shi Nianchu's side in front of Yanli, raised her hand and pointed the gun at her, "I'll kill her if you don't stop!"

Everyone stopped.

But at this moment, a blade appeared in Shi Nianchu's hand and quickly cut the rope.

He pulled out a soft sword from his waist, split the rope under his feet, and put the sword on Mi Yao's neck.

Mi Yao had just focused all her attention on Yanli, and she didn't expect Shi Nianchu to fight back, "How is that possible? How come you have a weapon hidden on your body?"

She clearly had her body searched!