As the left priestess of the Flower Rain Temple, before a new chief priest was elected, all the priests naturally took her as their leader. Seeing that the other party was wearing the robes of a ninth-order divine priest, she was unwilling to turn hostile easily and had been tolerant until the other party pressed on step by step and even attacked and hurt people in the end.
"So what if I bully you? If you don't agree to the demands of our Tianyang Temple, I will come here every now and then to bully you and see how long you can hold on. Oh, by the way, even the temple is in such a state. Even if I don't come, I guess you won't be able to hold on for much longer, hahahaha." The young priest laughed wildly again.
After hearing this, everyone realized that the other party's claim of wanting to go into the library to take a look was just an excuse, and the real intention was to cause trouble.
"Who are you?" An Xiaxin took a breath and asked coldly.
"This lord is the only beloved son of Long Aoli, who is known as the greatest genius of the Tianyang Temple in a thousand years, the chief priest of the Tianyang Temple, and the head of the first priest family in Tianyang City. He is also known as Young Master Longyang!" Without waiting for the young priest to speak, the short follower jumped out and spoke in a rhythmic manner.
"Puff!" Mu Hanyan almost burst out laughing. When she heard about the Tianyang Temple's first genius in a thousand years, the Tianyang Temple's chief priest, and the head of the Tianyang City's first priest family, Mu Hanyan was secretly surprised. As the chief priest, he was only a ninth-level divine priest. This temple was quite weak. After all the fuss, it turned out that it was not him, but his father.
What made Mu Hanyan laugh even more was that Young Master Longyang, did this guy really have some weird quirk, or did he simply not know what it meant? Looking at the way he was shaking his head and tail and fanning himself with his folding fan, the latter was more likely.
Mu Hanyan barely managed to suppress the urge to laugh out loud, but no one else laughed, and their expressions became unusually solemn.
Obviously, no matter how funny it is, this guy is from a very important background.
"It turns out to be you. I didn't expect you to be so despicable!" An Xiaxin said gritting her teeth.
"Hmph, this young master likes you and sent someone to propose marriage because I think highly of you. How dare you hurt my servant? If I don't show you some of my strength today, do you really think I, Long Wudang, am easy to bully?" Long Wudang snorted coldly, took a big step, and led his men inside.
Several guards were quite courageous. Although they were afraid of Long Wudang's strength, they still stood in front of him. However, Long Wudang slapped them with his hand and sent the two of them flying backwards.
"Stop!" An Xiaxin couldn't bear it any longer and finally took action.
With a wave of his hand, a green light enveloped Long Wudang, like thousands of flying flowers and falling leaves, but with a sharp whistling sound.
Long Wudang just smiled contemptuously, and the khaki light burst out from his body again. He slapped his palm suddenly, and the emerald green light like flying flowers and falling leaves was shaken away by his palm. Then, he held An Xiaxin's hand tightly.
"It smells so good." Long Wudang grabbed An Xiaxin's hand, leaned forward and took a deep breath, then said with an intoxicated look on his face.
That frivolous look was exactly the same as the dandy young men Mu Hanyan had met before.
"Let me go, you bastard!" An Xiaxin was embarrassed and angry, her face turned red and white, and tears kept rolling in her eyes.
"I can't bear to let you go." Long Wudang said with a frivolous smile, "As long as you agree to marry me as a concubine, I won't make things difficult for you today. Oh, by the way, I don't have a wife either. As long as you serve me well, maybe I'll let you be my wife when the mood strikes. Your Huayu Temple doesn't have a chief priest yet. With my support, the position of chief priest will be easy to obtain."
"You...you are dreaming!" An Xiaxin was, after all, the left priest of the Huayu Temple. She had never seen such a scene before and almost fainted from shame and anger.
"Stop, let go of the lord!" Sikong Qinglan and others were even more furious. As priests of the Huayu Temple, humiliating An Xiaxin was the same as humiliating them.
With a loud roar, everyone rushed forward at the same time.
Long Wudang waved his hand casually, and Sikong Qinglan, who was the first to be hit, was shocked and staggered back.
The priests around him also attacked at the same time, and strange lights were seen flying. In just a moment, Shen Yuhe and others were forced back. Some of them were seriously injured and vomited blood.
"What Huayu Temple? It turns out to be so vulnerable! An Xiaxin, I will give you another chance. As long as you obey me, I will let you go. Otherwise, I will not let you live in peace." Long Wudang said with contempt.
"How dare you hurt my temple priest? I will definitely report to..." An Xiaxin was full of anger, but she stopped talking halfway.
"What? Do you still want to appeal to the Lord God? The Lord God has long stopped caring about your life and death. Even if the five major temples give you some face, so what? We just came here to exchange ideas, but we didn't expect the Huayu Temple to be so shameless. The worst that can happen is that we can just pay a gift and apologize. Who will take you seriously?" Long Wudang said with a rogue look on his face.
"You scoundrel." An Xiaxin cursed with gritted teeth.
"You just realized that I am a scoundrel. Everyone in Tianyang City knows that I, Long Wudang, am a scoundrel. Who can do anything to me?" Long Wudang laughed.
"You will be mine sooner or later anyway, so why don't we get closer first." Long Wudang smiled obscenely and moved closer.
An Xiaxin felt a wave of despair in her heart. The Lord God had abandoned the Huayu Temple long ago, and now she encountered such a scoundrel. Who could save her?
"If you don't want to die, you'd better let her go as soon as possible!" At this moment, a cold voice sounded.
Mu Hanyan held the hilt of the sword and walked forward slowly.
At this moment, Mu Hanyan's heart was also filled with anger.
Although she had only been in the Flower Rain Temple for one day, An Xiaxin did not welcome her and even had hostility towards her, but no matter what, she had passed the assessment of the Flower Rain Temple and put on the priestly robes of the Flower Rain Temple. How could she bear to see her own people being bullied by outsiders like this?
If she could tolerate this, she would not have become the number one playboy in Black Stone City, or even the number one playboy in Anyun.
Besides, as a woman, what she hated most was a shameless and despicable scoundrel like Long Wudang. Even if An Xiaxin disliked her, she could not bear to watch her being molested.
"What did you say!" This was the first time that Long Wudang had been threatened since he was a child, and he was stunned.
"I say, if you don't want to die, you'd better let her go as soon as possible." Mu Hanyan said word by word.
"Hahahaha, did you hear what she said?" Long Wudang finally came back to his senses. Seeing Mu Hanyan's sacrificial robe, he suddenly burst into laughter.
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