"It's okay to say this kind of thing in private, but never mention it in front of outsiders. As the saying goes, a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. You can't attract too much jealousy." Guan Qingyun felt relieved by the flattery. He seemed to become light-hearted, but he pretended to be calm and unperturbed and said.
"In this case, Mu Hanyan is actually fearless and not as fearless as the young master said. Should we still follow her?" asked the servant.
"Go, why not? No matter what, she is still pretty. Taking her as a concubine would be pleasing to the eyes and enjoyable." Guan Qingyun said with narrowed eyes.
Although that speculation was somewhat different from his previous judgment, he was somewhat disappointed with Mu Hanyan. However, when he thought of Mu Hanyan's charming face and graceful figure, he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and he was unwilling to give up easily.
"Yes, yes, that woman is indeed pretty. Even if she is not worthy of the young master, she can still be a concubine to warm his bed." The servant nodded repeatedly and said with deep agreement.
After saying that, Guan Qingyun took his servant and followed Mu Hanyan. However, since he had already thought of taking a concubine, he didn't pay so much attention to Mu Hanyan, so he naturally didn't follow her so closely. He leisurely traveled along the way to enjoy the mountains and rivers.
If Jiang Qiling, Gao Weihu, and the others knew Guan Qingyun's speculation and decision, they would only call him "Bullshit!" He's just an embroidered pillow, yet he indulges in all sorts of self-righteous fantasies. Who gives him the courage? Oh, that's not right. He's not just an embroidered pillow. Maybe there's even some grass and trees embroidered on it. He's much more powerful than the average embroidered pillow.
At the same time, in the lifeless canyon, Guan Xiujin and several old men in green sacrificial robes all had solemn expressions on their faces. They each concentrated their spiritual thoughts and explored the surroundings.
"It seems that the right priest is most likely buried here." After a long time, an old priest withdrew his mind, sighed and said.
"Alas." The other old men also withdrew their thoughts, opened their eyes and sighed.
Although Zhao Xinghong had been dead for a long time, his cultivation was still there, and the dissipated spiritual power had not completely disappeared. With their powerful spiritual thoughts, they could still sense it.
"I didn't expect these strange beasts to be so ferocious. Hundreds of priests from my Temple of Life were wiped out. One day I will catch them all and avenge the death of the Right Priest." An old man said in grief and anger.
His name is Kong Renhe, a prayer priest of the Temple of Life, and he has always been on good terms with Zhao Xinghong.
Guan Xiujin and the others glanced at him, but said nothing more. The collective strength of the Blackwood Prison's beasts was immense, and it was only because they were leaderless and scattered that they had the opportunity to exploit their prey. Even so, when they hunted, they only dared to target isolated beasts, rather than engaging in direct confrontation with large groups.
The idea of catching them all in one swoop is just talk. Even if the Lord God himself were to come, it would probably be difficult to do so.
"Forget it, let's talk about revenge later. Let's find Lord Zhao's storage bracelet first." Guan Xiu Jin said a little anxiously.
Zhao Xinghong was the strongest of the priests participating in this hunt, so at the end of the hunt, all the five-colored soul beads captured by the high-ranking priests were handed over to him. This was also Zhao Xinghong's strong request. That amount of five-colored soul beads was no small amount!
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