Liu Qianyuan was not as arrogant and arrogant as they thought. In the final analysis, he was just bullying and fearing evil, and there was no essential difference from the dudes of other families.

Mu Hanyan only showed the strength of the seventh-order Divine Soul Priest, which scared him like this.

Fortunately, there is one more thing they don’t know—Mu Hanyan’s true combat power is far more than the realm of cultivation. Relying on the three newly understood principles, Mu Hanyan will have a battle against the gods and priests. The power is more than that simple as the seventh-order divine soul priest. Fortunately, Liu Qianyuan didn't really do anything with Mu Hanyan, otherwise he didn't know what to be scared of.

"Hahahaha, Liu Qianyuan, I thought you were so great, you are a virtue with me, ah, you are not as good as me." Seeing Liu Qianyuan's panic, Yuan Xiangzhi felt a sense of pride. Laughed loudly.

Only then did Liu Qianyuan realize that he was showing shyness in panic, exposing his nature, his face flushed with shame.

His actual combat experience is not bad. He was cleaned up by the Scarlet Thunder Golden Winged Beast and his face was well protected, but now he regrets it. He knew that it would be better to be disfigured by it, at least not. Let people see their embarrassment and embarrassment.

Liu Ruoshan and the others looked at Liu Qianyuan, who was flushed, and his eyes also showed contempt.

Mu Hanyan curled his lips. Originally thought that Liu Qianyuan was a human being. From this point of view, she looked at him highly. In addition to her deep scheming and insidious and vicious shots, it was nothing more than that. She was frightened. Exposed.

"Get out!" Mu Hanyan didn't bother to talk nonsense with this kind of person, and shouted coldly.

"Let's go." Liu Qianyuan's courage was almost shocked, and he got up and left wherever he dared to stay.

"Wait, just leave like this, don't you think it's too easy?" Mu Hanyan suddenly thought of something and stopped Liu Qianyuan again.

"Mu...Priest Mu, what do you want?" Liu Qianyuan said with a horror.

"Since ancient times, you have killed people and paid off debts, and you have injured my people in Huayu Temple. Do you want to leave without compensation? How can there be such a rule in the world?" Mu Hanyan pointed to Gao Weihu and said .

Anyway, this enmity is forged, so I will simply erroneously return it by the way. How could it be possible that Miss Mu had the temperament of a wild goose plucking her hair just like this?

Gao Weihu was stunned. Although his injury was extremely dangerous, as long as the injury was not critical, it was not difficult to heal. After taking Su Baoer's pill, he is now 80% healed, and he can't even feel the slightest pain. It's not that Mu Hanyan almost forgot to mention him.

After cooperating for so long, there is no need to say much about the tacit understanding between the two of them. Soon, Gao Weihu came back to his senses, and suddenly he covered his chest, showing a painful face, his face pale, his forehead veins exposed, cold sweat like a waterfall. Flying.

"Master priest, my injury is too serious and I am about to die. If I can't make it through this time, please tell my father for me, saying that the tiger is not filial and can't serve his elders, and ask him to take care of himself." The tiger clung up like a shrimp, confessing his "last words" out of breath, as if he might die at any time.

It's not that right, just now, and his complexion is getting better and better, why did Mu Hanyan become like this when he talked about the injury, and began to give his last words?

Although the pain on Gao Weihu's face makes people look so worried and worried, and the last words are even more heartfelt and moving, but even a blind man can see that this fat man is pretending.

Su Baoer was stunned for a while, and then also reacted, holding his arm, secretly pinching him a few times, both funny and angrily.