But unfortunately, even those senior masters of the Zhao family who were known as geniuses and prodigies were unable to refine that spiritual energy. How would he know what to do after refining it?
What was the purpose of the subtle changes in divine power, and how could one use them to find that treasure? Mu Hanyan pondered for a long time, but still could not find the answer.
"Master Priest Mu, can we leave now?" Seeing Mu Hanyan silent again, Zhao Xinghu and his nephew asked in a low voice with fear.
"You can leave now, but before you go, I may have to inconvenience you with something." Mu Hanyan raised her head and looked at Zhao Xinghu with a smile on her face.
"I don't feel wronged, I don't feel wronged. Just tell me if you have anything." When Zhao Xinghu heard that Mu Hanyan kept her promise, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly.
"Bang!" Just as he was nodding repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, Mu Hanyan's raised foot had already landed on his nose.
"Puff" a stream of blood spurted out from his nose like a fountain, and Zhao Xinghu flew out into the sky.
No one expected that Mu Hanyan clearly said to let them go, but suddenly took action, leaving everyone stunned.
"It's your turn, Mr. Zhao." Before they could come to their senses, Mu Hanyan swung her leg and her foot landed on Zhao Zhiyuan's face again.
Zhao Zhiyuan's nose twisted, blood spurted out, and he flew out.
"Mu Hanyan, you are not trustworthy and you don't keep your word." Zhao Zhiyuan pointed at Mu Hanyan with tears and blood from his nose and roared in grief.
"Who said I'm not trustworthy? I only said I would let you go, but I never said I couldn't vent my anger. Also, it's best not to fight back when you get beaten, otherwise you'll make me angry. What can you do to me if I don't keep my word? I've seen a lot of people who go back on their word, and I'm not the only one." Mu Hanyan said with a joking smile.
Originally, Miss Mu didn't like violence, and she didn't care about the life and death of Zhao Xinghu and others. She would not be as despicable and shameless as them and go back on their word. However, if she let them go like this, she was afraid that they would not learn their lesson. Therefore, Miss Mu decided to teach them a lesson that would last them a lifetime.
Hearing Mu Hanyan's almost rogue words, Gao Weihu grinned again, and Su Baoer looked as if it was a matter of course.
When Zhao Sining appeared earlier, they were furious when they heard the ungrateful words from Zhao Xinghu and his nephew. Then they felt very worried for Mu Hanyan. If they really let Zhao Xinghu and others leave like this, they would be unwilling to do so.
"Weihu, Baoer, do you want to stretch your muscles?" Mu Hanyan turned her head and asked.
"Since the chief priest has spoken, I will obey your orders." Gao Weihu clenched his fists until they made a crackling sound, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The next moment, his fist had already landed heavily on Zhao Zhiyuan.
"Ah..." A scream like a pig being slaughtered.
Immediately afterwards, the wilderness was filled with the muffled thud of fists hitting flesh, and the sound of screams one after another.
One had to admit that while Miss Mu disliked violence, that didn't mean she wouldn't resort to it. As the saying goes, "A red flower grows redder when it's near a red flower, and a black flower grows blacker when it's near a black flower." After spending so much time with the cold and ferocious Hua Yue and the despicable and shameless Zi Rong, even she could see through their experience. She acted quickly, accurately, steadily, and ruthlessly, without breaking her promise, but she was sure to inflict the greatest possible pain on Zhao Xinghu and the others.
Every bone in his body seemed to be torn apart, and every meridian seemed to be broken into several pieces. Zhao Xinghu was shaking with pain, and tears and snot gushed out like a flood.
He suddenly felt regretful. If he had known that Mu Hanyan would be so cruel, he would have let her stab him to death with a sword. It would be better than living a life worse than death like this.
He opened his mouth, wanting to ask for death, but he couldn't even utter the words. He only let out a helpless and miserable roar from his throat, and his eyes were filled with accusations of blood and tears.
Gao Weihu and Su Baoer were punching and kicking Zhao Zhiyuan, Ou Mingzhi and others. Occasionally, they glanced at Zhao Xinghu and saw the despair, helplessness and misery of wanting to die but unable to do so in his eyes. They shuddered secretly.
Don't be fooled by the harmless appearance of High Priest Mu, whose smile is even more refreshing, but when he really wants to torture people, he is so cruel and brutal. The most terrifying thing is that at the same time that High Priest Mu made his move, Gao Weihu and the others clearly saw the unique divine light of the Hymn of Life.
Could it be that Miss Mu was so kindhearted that she could beat someone up and then help him heal his wounds at the same time? No, that was impossible. Hearing Zhao Xinghu's increasingly deep roars and seeing his increasingly distorted face, Gao Weihu suddenly realized that High Priest Mu was not being merciful. Instead, she was using the hymn of life to help Zhao Xinghu maintain his consciousness, preventing him from becoming numb from the intense pain. At the same time, it was also multiplying his pain.
The corners of his mouth twitched heavily, and even Gao Weihu, who always thought he was ruthless enough, felt ashamed of himself.
"Everything was fine, why did you insist on picking on Mu Hanyan? Aren't you asking for trouble?" Hearing the screams, they couldn't help but feel sympathy for Zhao Xinghu and the others.
Dark clouds gathered and the sky gradually became gloomy. Even God closed his eyes, unable to bear to see such a tragic scene.
Finally, Mu Hanyan and the others stopped. There were many people lying on the ground, including Zhao Xinghu and his nephew. Everyone was lying on the ground weakly, with pale faces and bulging eyes, as if they had just experienced torture.
"Okay, this chief priest keeps his promise, you can leave." Mu Hanyan waved his hand and said.
After the brutal torture, Miss Mu felt refreshed and relaxed. It was no wonder Hua Yue and the others were so fond of violence and so cruel. It had to be said that this was indeed the best way to relieve stress and release depression.
Zhao Xinghu struggled to get up, but his entire body felt like it was falling apart, and he didn't even have the strength to move a finger. Fortunately, the law enforcement priests, whose injuries had gradually healed, helped them up.
Because they had been seriously injured before, these law enforcement priests had been practicing nearby and did not show any hostility towards Mu Hanyan, so they managed to escape the disaster. However, after seeing Mu Hanyan's strength and cruel methods, they were still frightened and did not dare to look at her for long.
With the help of several people, Zhao Xinghu and others stood up one by one and walked tremblingly towards the distance.
Mu Hanyan breathed a sigh of relief. She believed that Zhao Xinghu and the others would never forget such a profound lesson.
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