Chapter 1874: 1875 The Happy Winner in Life

However, judging from the twitching of the corners of Long Aoli's mouth from time to time, this method seemed to work, and the eyes of the surrounding Long clan members all showed joy.

"Pfft!" After the unremitting efforts of several doctors, Long Aoli finally opened his eyes, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"Master Patriarch! (Master Priest!)" The clansmen and temple priests surrounded him excitedly.

"How's the ceremony going?" Long Aoli asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's over." A priest replied.

"I lost in the end, right?" Long Aoli asked sadly.

Although he was in a state of confusion and fell into madness, he still had a vague impression of the scene where the barrier was broken at the end. It was precisely because of that impression that he didn't dare to face the reality, and subconsciously refused to wake up, wishing he could just die like this, but in the end, he was helplessly woken up by everyone, and he didn't want to face it. I have to face it.

"Yes." The priest replied in a low voice.

"As expected, the rare treasure should have fallen into Mu Hanyan's hands that day, right?" Long Aoli said with a miserable smile.

Although he fainted on the spot and had no memory of what happened next, as long as he guessed, he was defeated. How could other people have the qualifications to fight against Mu Hanyan? I guess they didn't even have the courage to fight her Alright.

Thinking of the previous competition, Long Aoli felt ashamed and indignant. As the saying goes, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. As long as he wins over Mu Hanyan, no one dares to make irresponsible remarks even if he backed down on his own words before, but he just lost. Still lost, and the fame of the first life was in vain. Even if no one dared to say anything in front of her, she would definitely be cast aside behind her back.

What annoyed him the most was that Mu Hanyan clearly had such a powerful strength, so why bother to hide it, as long as he revealed a little bit of his real strength when fighting Long Wucuo, he would deal with it cautiously, maybe there would be nothing later up. But she kept concealing it until the end, and gave herself the most fatal blow.

Could it be that she is planning so hard just to drive herself into a place of eternal doom?

How did Long Aoli know that Mu Hanyan was able to break through the bottleneck and be promoted to the priest of Shenxin thanks to the help of his wind and thunder domain, so he was not as deliberate as he thought.

In short, he absolutely hated Mu Hanyan to death.

"Well, that rare treasure of heaven and earth fell into the hands of Mu Hanyan." The priest hesitated for a moment, but replied honestly.

Guessing is guessing. If you really want to be sure, it's another mood. Hearing his affirmative answer, Long Ao's heart felt even more miserable. After spending so much effort and paying the price of ruining his reputation, he still let Mu Hanyan succeed in the end, so why bother.

The more Long Aoli thought about it, the angrier he became, and he spat out another mouthful of black blood.

A group of Long clan members and priests of the temple immediately surrounded them again, feeding pills to those who fed pills, and rubbing their hearts to others. After a long while, Long Aoli's face finally recovered a little blood.

"Master the priest must take care of your health. If you have any troubles, what will happen to the Tianyang Temple and the Long family? And Mu Hanyan is here to plot against you and the Long family, don't you want to take revenge? Stay in the green hills I am not afraid that there will be no firewood, with the strength and status of the chief priest, sooner or later there will be a chance for revenge." The priest asked earnestly.

The Long family has controlled the Tianyang Temple for many years, and of course diehards are indispensable, and this person is one of them.

Hearing his words, Long Aoli's spirit lifted slightly. That's right, he is also a priest of God's heart and the master of a temple. As long as he works hard, there is always a chance for revenge. If he really died like this, it would be a one-and-done death, but since he didn't die, he couldn't continue to give up on himself like this.

To be able to become the master of a temple, of course his character is not bad, it's just that he has been in a high position these years and has never suffered any setbacks, so he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"By the way, where is Wu Cuo?" Long Aoli asked.

"Father, I'm here." Long Wucuo looked at Long Aoli timidly, his eyes flickering.

"What's the matter with that Chaos Sword?" Long Aoli asked with a serious expression.

"I got that chaotic sword from the black market in Qingning City by chance. I didn't dare to tell my father about it because I wasn't sure if it was true or not." Said anxiously.

It stands to reason that if he got such a divine sword, even if he didn't dedicate it to Long Aoli as a show of filial piety, he should have informed him, but he was afraid that he would lose the chaotic sword if he said it, so he kept it a secret. When Long Aoli asked at this time, he could only find a reason to prevaricate.

"Really?" Long Aoli remained calm, but there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

It is said that knowing the son is more like the father, he is very clear about Long Wucuo's temperament, if he is really not sure whether the Chaos Sword is true or not, how could he use it when fighting Mu Hanyan? And with his identity and strength, is it difficult to test the authenticity of the Chaos Sword? What he said was clearly an excuse.

"Actually, in fact, I originally wanted to wait until after the god sacrifice ceremony, and then give it to Father as a congratulatory gift, but..." At this point, he suddenly paused, realizing that he had said something wrong.

Congratulations, what congratulations? Of course, it was Long Aoli who beat all the heroes in the ceremony to win the first prize, but he was clearly defeated. So, isn't he slapping his father in the face? Long Wucuo almost slapped himself on the face.

"I see, you don't need to say anything, I just know you have this kind of filial piety." Anyway, the Chaos Sword has been destroyed in Mu Hanyan's hands, and Long Aoli doesn't want to pursue it any further.

Although he didn't say anything serious, and he didn't scold Long Wucuo in public, everyone could see that he was actually a little disappointed with Long Wucuo.

No wonder, if Long Wucuo had no selfishness and dedicated the Chaos Sword to Long Aoli, the final outcome might not be like this. After all, Long Aoli has reached the realm of the priest of the heart of God, and the Chaos God Sword can exert even more powerful power in his hands.

Long Aoli must be holding back his sulking and there is nowhere to vent it now, it would be strange not to be disappointed in him.

Long Wudang was standing behind the crowd, and seeing this scene, his heart was filled with joy. Unexpectedly, a chaotic sword would arouse Long Aoli's suspicion and dissatisfaction with Long Wucuo. This is an unexpected harvest. Judging by his posture, he has a great hope of ascending to the position of the young master of the Long family.

Long Wudang suddenly felt that cooperation with Mu Hanyan was indeed very promising, and he didn't even care much about the previous Wan Ant Biting Heart Pill.

"Okay, I'm fine, let's all go back to rest." Long Aoli waved his hand and said.

Originally, he planned to make Lilong Wucuo the young master of the Long family after this ritual, but now he was secretly disappointed in him, and he was not in the mood anymore.

The only happy person in the Long family is Long Wudang. He is the real winner in life this time, and his future is boundless.