"It's just a matter of saying this kind of thing in private, don't mention it in front of outsiders, as the so-called wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind, and it can't be too jealous. Guan Qingyun was slapped by this sycophant, and the whole person seemed to become light, but he pretended to be indifferent and said with a light and honorable appearance.

"In this way, Mu Hanyan is actually fearless, and he is not as fearless as the young master said, so we still have to keep up?"

"Go, why don't you go? Anyway, her appearance is still good, and it is also pleasing to the eyes when she accepts it to be a partial house. Guan Qingyun squinted and said.

Although that speculation was a little different from his previous judgment, he was somewhat disappointed with Mu Hanyan, but thinking of Mu Hanyan's moving face and graceful figure, he still couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, but he refused to give up easily.

"Yes, yes, that woman's appearance is really good, even if she is not worthy of the young master, it is still okay to be a warm bed in a partial room. The little guy nodded again and again, and said thoughtfully.

After that, Guan Qingyun took the little guy to follow Mu Hanyan, but since he had the idea of closing the partial house, he didn't pay so much attention to Mu Hanyan, and naturally he didn't follow it so closely, and he didn't hurry to play in the mountains and rivers all the way.

If Jiang Qiya, Gao Weihu and the others knew about Guan Qingyun's speculation and decision, they would only give him two words: Sabi! It's just an embroidered pillow, and all kinds of self-righteous obscenity, who gave him the courage? Oh, it's not right, people are not exactly embroidered pillows, they may also embroider some grass and trees on them, because they are much stronger than ordinary embroidered pillows.

At the same time, in the lifeless canyon, Guan Xiujin and several old men in cyan sacrificial robes all had solemn faces, each condensed their divine thoughts, and probed around.

"It seems that the right priest is probably buried here. After a long time, an old priest withdrew his thoughts, sighed, and said.

"Alas. Several other old men also retracted their thoughts, opened their eyes and sighed.

Although Zhao Xinghong has been dead for a long time, after all, his cultivation is there, and the scattered spiritual power has not completely disappeared, and with the powerful divine thoughts of several of them, he can still sense it.

"I didn't expect these strange beasts to be so ferocious, hundreds of priests in my temple of life, all the army was wiped out, and I will wipe them all out one day, and avenge the blood and hatred of the right priest. An old man said indignantly.

His name is Kong Renhe, and he is the prayer priest of the Temple of Life, and he has always been good friends with Zhao Xinghong.

Guan Xiujin and the others glanced at him, but they didn't say much. The overall strength of the alien beasts in the Blackwood Prison is very strong, and it is only because the dragons have no leader and a mass of scattered sand that they have a chance to take advantage of it, but even so, when they hunt, they only dare to find the lone alien beast to attack, and they dare not clash head-on with the large group of alien beasts.

Whatever is caught in one net is just talk, even if the Lord God is there in person, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do.

"Forget it, let's talk about revenge later, let's find Lord Zhao's storage bracelet first. Guan Xiujin said a little anxiously.

Among the priests who participated in the hunt this time, Zhao Xinghong had the highest strength, so when the hunt was about to end, all the high-level priests hunted the colorful soul beads were handed over to him, which was also Zhao Xinghong's strong request. That multicolored soul bead is not a small amount!