Chapter 1743 (1/2)

Although mu Hanyan was wearing the same robe as an Xiaxin and others, he didn't embroider the white cloud pattern which symbolizes equal rank. Obviously, he had just passed the examination of the priest, and he didn't have an entry-level priest.

This kind of small role dares to threaten itself. It's just that the ignorant are fearless.

”Just a novice priest, dare to threaten our Longyang childe's head. I don't know how to live or die!” Long Wudang's followers are also contemptuous.

”Childe, I see this wench although lengtoulengnao, but it looks pretty good, or simply also accept to do the door side room.” That five short stature's attendant is at present a bright, evil smile to the dragon have no when say.

”Well, it's a good idea. Anyway, it's all one-way houses. One more room means one more room.” Long Wudang looked up and down at the cold smoke, and the amazing color appeared in his eyes, followed by a burst of evil light.

When it comes to looks, mu Hanyan can definitely be said to have a great reputation. However, when he was in the holy land, he was so famous that ordinary swordsmen and swordsmen only looked up to him. Who dares to be blasphemous? Most of the practitioners with higher strength are obsessed with her cultivation, so they just admire her, but they don't think too much of her.

But long Wudang didn't pay attention to Mu Hanyan's strength at all, and he was frivolous, so naturally he began to think askew.

”What are you doing out there? Go back!” Anxiaxin's face changed, and she drank to Mu Hanyan. At the same time, she gave her eyes quietly.

Although he is entangled and frivolous by long Wudang, an Xiaxin knows that he is the left priest of Huayu temple. Long Wudang doesn't dare to do too much. He just humiliates himself in front of everyone and forces him to submit step by step. But mu Hanyan is different. No matter her status or strength, she has no capital to compete with long Wudang. If long Wudang really forces her to go to Tianyang City, I'm afraid she can't even find a reasonable place.

Seeing anxiousness in Anxia Xin's eyes and her eyes, mu Hanyan moved slightly in his heart: This left priest is not bad.

”It's all here. What are you doing back?” Long Wu looked at mu Hanyan and said with a strange smile, ”it's not even through the door, so I'm jealous. I like it, hehe.”

”That's what it is, and it doesn't depend on the identity of the young master. She can be regarded by the young master as a blessing that has been cultivated for several generations. Of course, she is fighting to throw herself in her arms.” Five short stature's small fellow thief said with a smile.

There was also a burst of laughter around.

Mu Hanyan was teased like this for the first time in his life. The cold light in his eyes flashed, revealing a murderous opportunity.

”Don't worry, little lady. When I finish hurting you, it will be your turn.” Dragon Wudang is laughing unbridled, to be more frivolous how frivolous.

”Qiang...” Mu Hanyan slowly draws out the Hanxiao sword and feels her anger. The front of the sword gives out a hum of killing.

All around the laughter suddenly stopped, and everyone was surprised to see mu Hanyan.

At this time, the face of the cold smoke is like frost, and the beautiful face is even more fierce. Although an Xiaxin is also famous for her beauty and coldness, most of the time she is reserved, sometimes even artificial. Looking at the cold smoke, she makes people feel a chill from the bottom of her heart, and even makes people dare not look directly at her.