Looking at the pale dragon Wudang, mu Hanyan is going to sweat.
Jiang Qiling and others also noticed the change of Mu Hanyan's look. They quickly glanced at the old priest with the remaining light from the corner of their eyes. Then they looked at long Wudang, and their heart was raised to their throat.
They also realize that most people suspect mu Hanyan, but mu Hanyan himself has a plan. He should not have any trouble. What is most likely to be a bad thing is long Wudang.
"I'm so hungry. I'm almost hungry. I have to find out when I'm going back to Tianyang city to have a good meal. I'm eating dry food every day, and I'm fading out of my mouth." Long Wudang originally stretched out another wrist hand to touch his stomach, grumbling.
This period of time, the teaching of the master of blowing goods was not in vain. Although there was no essential change in his courage, long Wudang's reaction was more than ten times faster than before, and he was a bit quick witted. As soon as he saw that mu Hanyan's face was different, he immediately realized that it was not right, and made an appropriate response.
"That's to say, check the fart, check what we can steal in Blackwood prison. Even if we steal it, it's ours. There's nothing to check." Not far away, several priests heard the words of long Wudang, subconsciously swallowed saliva, full of resentment said. They are used to being respectable. When they come to Blackwood prison, they eat dry food every day. They are so greedy that they feel the same about long Wudang's words.
Jiang Yiling and Gao Weihu let out a long sigh, and the black air on Taotie's face finally receded. Fortunately, this guy didn't lose his face. The next time he tortured him, he didn't have to be so cruel. Just hit him for two hours.
If you let Longyang childe hear Taotie's heart, I don't know if he will be moved to cry to death on the spot.
It has to be said that this time, dragon Wudang's performance was very good. Both his movement and his expression were perfect. The old priest didn't see anything unusual and soon looked away. Mu Hanyan and other people's mood is finally relaxed.
A priest who had been interrogated left the valley, and the procession moved forward slowly. However, the priest's eyes were always on mu Hanyan's people intentionally or unintentionally, and his mind was locked on them. It was hard to hide any small action from his eyes.
Mu Hanyan's heart, therefore, has always been unable to implement. Just now, long Wudang's quick wit saved him from danger. However, as long as his more than 1000 colorful soul pearls are still there, he will eventually be caught by others and implicate himself, or even discover the secret of his origin.
"Who the hell is that guy?" Mu Hanyan glanced at the old priest and asked Gao Weihu.
"Kong Renhe, the praying priest in the temple of life, has been friends with Zhao Xinghong for many years." Gao Weihu knew who she was asking and replied briefly.
"No wonder." Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that the old man would stare at himself. It turns out that there is still such a relationship between him and Zhao Xinghong.
"What should we do now?" Gao Weihu asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, I'll think of another way." Mu Hanyan said calmly.
In fact, under Kong Renhe's close watch, she can't think of any way, but at this time, she can't make a mess of herself, or panic with a look of panic. That's not to call on herself.
At this time, the cold smoke is calmer than usual.
Kong Renhe's eyes are still sweeping to Mu Hanyan from time to time. Suddenly, his eyes stay on long Wudang.
"No!" Mu Hanyan's heart sank at the same time.
Although long Wudang's performance today has far exceeded their expectations, and his quick wit even gives them a sense of surprise, he is guilty of being a thief after all, and his eyes are inevitably wandering. It may be difficult for others to find out what's different in his eyes, but they can't hide Kong Renhe, an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.
Kong Renhe moved in his heart and walked towards the Dragon Wudang.
Seeing this, mu Hanyan and other people's heart is falling into the ice valley.
"How dare you come to the site of my life temple? Do you really think there is no one in my life temple?" At this time, long Wudang suddenly roared, with a face to eat people's expression, rushed toward the transmission array.
In the teleportation array, hundreds of priests have just left the Blackwood prison and returned to Qianlong valley. They have not yet adapted to the different laws of Qianlong valley. They are calling brothers and chatting with each other. When they see that the Dragon rushes over like crazy, they are all slightly stunned.
Then he raised his hand and slapped one of the priests in the face.
"Boom!" This slap, long Wudang but make enough strength, swung round the arm. The man had not adapted to the law of Qianlong Valley, and he didn't think that anyone would dare to attack him. He didn't make any response at all, and was directly slapped by Longwu.
Only at this time did mu Hanyan and others see clearly that the group of priests who had just returned did not come from the same temple, but came from the death temple and the ice sealed Temple respectively. Liu Qianyuan and Zuo Qiuhan were the two leaders.
Liu Qianyuan is the one who has just been slapped by Longwu.Mu Hanyan and others were shocked. If they were a little strange when long Wudang rushed out at first, they should know what this guy wanted to do even if they were dull.
Obviously, long Wudang also realized that his uneasiness had attracted Kong Renhe's attention. Once again, he was possessed by a spirit and was quick witted. He used his grudge with Zuo Qiuhan to divert Kong Renhe's attention. However, even if you have to do it, you can just go to Zuo Qiuhan and do it. What do you want to do with Liu Qianyuan?
Is it because he thinks that the identity of the son of the first high priest of punishment in Zuo Qiuhan's frozen temple is not enough? Only the identity of the son of the chief priest of the death temple can hold the scene.
Who said that Longyang young master's courage was not enough? He dared to slap Liu Qianyuan in the face of so many people, not to mention the reason. With such courage, he even felt inferior to the cold smoke.
Liu Qianyuan completely fan Meng, fell to the ground repeatedly hit a few roll, this just staggered stand up, the corner of the mouth also with a trace of bright red blood, and then, looking at the Dragon when the eyes, is also at a loss.
"Little Lord, little Lord!" Several accompanying priests rushed in and held Liu Qianyuan in fear. Long Wudang's slap was too sudden. They didn't respond. They saw their young master was fanned out.
"A bunch of rubbish!" Liu Qianyuan kicked several people to the ground.
"Who are you that dare to attack me?" Liu Qianyuan steps forward and stares at the dragon.
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