Looking at Long Wudang's slightly pale face, Mu Hanyan was about to break out in a cold sweat.
Jiang Qiling and others also noticed the change in Mu Hanyan's expression. They quickly glanced at the old priest out of the corner of their eyes, and then looked at Long Wudang, their hearts in their throats.
They also realized that most people suspected Mu Hanyan, but Mu Hanyan herself was confident and there shouldn't be any trouble. The person most likely to get into trouble was Long Wudang.
"I'm so hungry. My stomach is almost empty. How long will this investigation last? I'm looking forward to having a good meal when I return to Tianyang City. My mouth is almost dry from eating dry food every day." Long Wudang touched his stomach with the hand of his other wrist and muttered resentfully.
The teachings of the Great Master Chuihuo during this period were not in vain. Although there was no fundamental change in his courage, Long Wudang's reaction was more than ten times faster than before, and he also had some quick wit. When he saw Mu Hanyan's strange expression, he immediately realized that something was wrong and made an appropriate response.
"That's right, why bother investigating? What could we possibly steal in the Blackwood Prison? Even if we did, it's ours. What's the point of investigating?" Several priests nearby heard Long Wudang's words and subconsciously swallowed their saliva, speaking with resentment. They were used to a life of luxury, and now that they were in the Blackwood Prison, they were starving for food every day. They felt the same way Long Wudang said.
Jiang Qiling and Gao Weihu breathed a sigh of relief, and the dark aura on Taotie's face finally receded a little. Luckily, this guy hadn't completely disgraced himself. Next time, they wouldn't have to torture him so harshly; a casual beating for two hours would be enough.
If Young Master Longyang heard Taotie's relieved voice, I wonder if he would be so moved that he would cry to death on the spot.
It must be said that Long Wudang's performance this time was excellent. Both his movements and expression were perfect. The elderly priest didn't notice anything unusual and quickly looked away. Mu Hanyan and the others finally felt a little relieved.
The priests who had been questioned left the valley one by one, and the team moved slowly forward. The priest's eyes were always fixed on Mu Hanyan and the others, intentionally or unintentionally, and his spiritual thoughts were fixed on them tightly. No small movement could escape his eyes.
Mu Hanyan's heart was unable to settle down because of this. She had only just escaped danger thanks to Long Wudang's quick wit, but as long as he still had the thousand or so Five-Colored Soul Orbs on him, someone would eventually find out and implicate her, and possibly even discover the secret of her origins.
"Who is that guy?" Mu Hanyan glanced at the old priest and asked Gao Weihu through telepathy.
"Kong Renhe, the prayer priest of the Temple of Life, has been friends with Zhao Xinghong for many years." Gao Weihu knew who she was asking about and answered briefly.
"No wonder." Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the old guy kept staring at her. It turned out that he had this kind of relationship with Zhao Xinghong.
"What should we do now?" Gao Weihu asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, I'll think of a solution." Mu Hanyan said calmly.
In fact, under Kong Renhe's close surveillance, she couldn't think of any way out at all, but she must not lose her composure at this time, or panic and look uneasy, otherwise she would be admitting guilt.
At this time, Mu Hanyan was calmer than usual.
Kong Renhe's gaze still swept over Mu Hanyan and the others from time to time. Suddenly, his gaze stopped on Long Wudang.
"Not good!" Mu Hanyan and the others felt their hearts sink at the same time.
Although Long Wudang's performance today had far exceeded their expectations, and his quick wit had even amazed them, he was still guilty, and his gaze was inevitably still wandering. Others might find it difficult to notice the strangeness in his eyes, but it couldn't be hidden from Kong Renhe, a century-old old monster.
Kong Renhe had an idea and walked towards Long Wudang.
Seeing this, Mu Hanyan and others felt even more devastated.
"You are so bold that you even dare to chase me to the territory of my Life Temple. Do you really think that there is no one in my Life Temple?" At this moment, Long Wudang suddenly roared angrily, and rushed towards the teleportation formation with a murderous expression on his face.
On the teleportation formation, hundreds of priests had just left the Black Wood Prison and returned to Qianlong Valley. They had not yet adapted to the power of the laws that were completely different from those in Qianlong Valley. They were chatting and laughing with their brothers when they saw Long Wudang rushing towards them like crazy. They were all slightly stunned.
Immediately afterwards, Long Wudang raised his hand and slapped one of the priests in the face.
"Bang!" Long Wudang used all his strength to strike the man, swinging his arm in a full circle. The man hadn't yet adapted to the laws of Qianlong Valley, and hadn't expected anyone to dare attack him. He didn't even react, and was sent flying by Long Wudang's slap.
It was not until this time that Mu Hanyan and others saw clearly that the group of priests who had just returned did not come from the same temple, but came from the Temple of Death and the Temple of Frozen respectively. The leaders of the two sides were Liu Qianyuan and Zuo Qiuhan.
The person who was just slapped away by Long Wudang was Liu Qianyuan.
Mu Hanyan and the others were all shocked. If they were a little surprised when Long Wudang first rushed out, then after seeing him slap them with all his strength, even if they were slow-witted, they should have understood what this guy was trying to do.
Obviously, Long Wudang also realized that his uneasiness had attracted Kong Renhe's attention. Once again, he was possessed by the spirit and came up with a quick wit, using the feud with Zuo Qiuhan to divert Kong Renhe's attention. However, even if you wanted to fight, you could just go to Zuo Qiuhan directly. Why did you hit Liu Qianyuan?
Could it be that he felt that Zuo Qiuhan's identity as the son of the first high priest of punishment in the Frozen Temple was not enough, and only the identity of the son of the chief priest of the Death Temple could calm the situation.
Who said that Young Master Longyang was not courageous enough? He dared to slap Liu Qianyuan in front of so many people without telling the reason. Even Mu Hanyan would feel ashamed of his courage.
Liu Qianyuan was completely stunned. He fell to the ground and rolled several times before he stood up staggeringly. There was a trace of bright red blood at the corner of his mouth. Then, he looked at Long Wudang with a confused look in his eyes.
"Young Master, Young Master!" Several attendant priests rushed over, terrified, and supported Liu Qianyuan. Long Wudang's slap had come so suddenly that they had no time to react before they saw their young master being slapped away.
"A bunch of trash!" Liu Qianyuan kicked several people to the ground.
"Who are you? How dare you attack me!" Liu Qianyuan took a few steps forward, staring at Long Wudang with flaming eyes.
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