Looking at Long Wudang, whose face was slightly pale, Mu Hanyan was about to break out in a cold sweat.

Jiang Qiya and the others also noticed the change in Mu Hanyan's expression, and quickly glanced at the elderly priest from the corner of their eyes, and then looked at Long Wudang, and their hearts also rose to their throats.

They also realized that most of the people suspected Mu Hanyan's body, but Mu Hanyan himself was confident, and there should be no trouble, and the most likely bad thing was Long Wudang.

"I'm so hungry, I'm almost hungry, I have to check when I can, Lao Tzu is still waiting to go back to Tianyang City to have a good meal, and the birds are about to fade out of my mouth when I eat dry food every day." Long Wudang stretched out his other wrist and touched his stomach, muttering resentfully.

The teachings of the Great Venerable during this period of time were not in vain, although there was still no essential change in his courage, but Long Wudang's reaction was more than ten times faster than before, and he was a little anxious, and when he saw Mu Hanyan's expression was different, he immediately realized that something was wrong, and made an appropriate response.

"That's it, check it, check it, we can still steal something from Blackwood Prison, even if we steal it, it's ours, what's there to check. Several priests not far away heard Long Wudang's words, subconsciously swallowed their saliva, and said with resentment. They are usually used to being pampered, and when they come to Blackwood Prison to gnaw dry food every day, they are really hungry and panicked, and they deeply sympathize with Long Wudang's words.

Jiang Qiyan and Gao Weihu let out a long sigh of relief, and the black aura on their gluttonous faces finally subsided a little. Fortunately, this guy didn't lose his face, and he didn't have to be so ruthless when he tortured him next time, just beat him casually for two hours.

If the prince of Longyang heard the gluttonous and relieved heart, I don't know if he would be moved to cry to death on the spot.

I have to say that this time Long Wudang's performance was very good, both his movements and his expression were perfect, and the old priest didn't see anything unusual, and quickly looked away. Mu Hanyan and the others' mood was finally a little lighter.

A priest who had been interrogated left the valley, and the team slowly moved forward, but the priest's gaze was always staring at Mu Hanyan and a few people intentionally or unintentionally, and his divine thoughts were even more locked on them, and it was difficult for any small movement to hide from his eyes.

Mu Hanyan's heart has never been able to be implemented because of this. Just now, he relied on Long Wudang's quick wit to save the day, but as long as the more than 1,000 colorful soul beads on his body are still there, he will still be caught by others after all, and then he will be implicated in himself, and he is even likely to discover the secret of his origin.

"Who the hell is that guy?" Mu Hanyan glanced at the old priest and asked Gao Weihu.

"Kong Renhe, the priest of the Temple of Life, has been friends with Zhao Xinghong for many years. Gao Weihu knew who she was asking, and replied briefly.

"No wonder. Mu Hanyan suddenly realized, no wonder the old guy would stare at him, it turned out that there was still this relationship between him and Zhao Xinghong.

"What now?" asked Gao Weihu anxiously.

"Don't worry, I'll think about it again. Mu Hanyan said calmly.

In fact, under Kong Renhe's strict watch, she couldn't think of any way at all, but at this time, she must not mess with herself, or panic and look panicked, it is not that she does not admit herself.

At this time, Mu Hanyan was calmer than usual.

Kong Renhe's gaze still swept towards Mu Hanyan and the others from time to time, and suddenly, his gaze stayed on Long Wudang's body.

"Not good!" Mu Hanyan's hearts sank at the same time.

Although Long Wudang's performance today has far exceeded their expectations, and that eagerness even brought them a sense of amazement, but after all, he is a thief, and his eyes are inevitably uncertain. It may be difficult for others to find out what is strange in his eyes, but they can't hide it from Kong Ren and this old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.

Kong Renhe's heart moved, and he walked towards Long Wudang.

Seeing this, the hearts of Mu Hanyan and the others fell into the ice valley.

"You are so bold, you still dare to chase after the territory of my Life Temple, is it really that my Life Temple is empty?" At this moment, Long Wudang suddenly roared angrily, and with an expression of wanting to eat people, he rushed towards the teleportation formation.

In terms of the teleportation formation, hundreds of priests had just left the Blackwood Prison and returned to the Hidden Dragon Valley, and they had not yet adapted to the power of the laws that were completely different from the Hidden Dragon Valley.

Immediately after, Long Wudang raised his slap and slapped it in the face of one of the priests.

"Horn!" This slap, Long Wudang exerted enough strength and rounded his arm. That person hadn't adapted to the power of the laws of the Hidden Dragon Valley in the first place, and he didn't expect that someone would dare to make a move on him, so he didn't react at all, and was directly slapped by Long Wudang and flew out.

It was only at this time that Mu Hanyan and the others saw clearly that the group of priests who had just come back were not from the same temple, but from the Death Temple and the Frozen Temple respectively, and the two parties were led by Liu Qianyuan and Zuo Qiuhan.

And the one who was just slapped by Long Wudang was Liu Qianyuan.

Mu Hanyan and the others were all shocked, if they were a little strange when Long Wudang first rushed out, then seeing his slap with the power of milking, even if they were sluggish, they should understand what this guy wanted to do.

Obviously, Long Wudang also realized that his uneasiness had attracted Kong Renhe's attention, and once again the divine spirit possessed his body and gave birth to his quick wit, diverting Kong Renhe's attention through the grudge with Zuo Qiuhan. However, even if you want to do it, you can just ask Zuo Qiuhan to do it, what are you doing with Liu Qianyuan?

Could it be that he felt that the identity of the son of the first high priest of the Zuo Qiu Cold Frozen Temple was not enough, and only the identity of the son of the chief priest of the Death Temple could calm the scene.

Who said that Longyang Gongzi was not bold enough, daring to face so many people, not to mention the reason, a slap to slap Liu Qianyuan away, such a boldness, even Mu Hanyan was ashamed of himself.

Liu Qianyuan was completely blinded, fell to the ground and rolled a few times, then staggered to his feet, with a trace of bright red blood at the corner of his mouth, and then, looking at Long Wudang, his eyes were also dazed.

"Young master, young master!" Several attendant priests hurriedly rushed over and supported Liu Qianyuan with a panicked expression. Long Wudang's slap came too suddenly, and they didn't react at all, and they saw that their young master was fanned out.

"A bunch of rubbish!" Liu Qianyuan raised his foot and kicked several people to the ground.

"Who are you, you dare to attack me!" Liu Qianyuan took a few steps forward, staring at Long Wudang with fire-breathing eyes.