Chapter 2137 2238 Nosebleeds Can't Be Stopped

"Master Kong, I haven't violated the laws of the temple. Why do you kill me? You won't say that I hurt you again, everyone has heard it. I just reminded you that this blood shield of the god of the underworld is stronger than Cangxuan. Yunsha is still powerful, but you don't believe it, can you blame me?" Mu Hanyan looked at Kong Renhe in surprise.

Kong Renhe was furious and wanted to take action directly, but when he heard Mu Hanyan's words, his heart trembled. The laws of the temple cannot be offended, and as a prayer priest, he must not know the law and break the law, at least, he must not do it in front of him. Many people know the law and break the law. Otherwise, he, the praying priest, will be done. Kong Renhe could only suppress his anger, his old face was so aggrieved that it was almost deformed.

Seeing Kong Renhe's constipated expression, everyone around couldn't help but want to laugh. Obviously, Kong Renhe was cheated by Mu Hanyan again. The little girl's film has been cheated twice in a row, but she still has nowhere to go. Don't see this kind of thing, I haven't even heard of it. But feeling Kong Renhe's murderous gaze, no one dared to laugh out loud.

There was silence all around, and everyone's expressions were extremely wonderful.

"Puff!" Two discordant voices suddenly sounded, breaking the silence.

"Who, who is farting?" Kong Renhe was furious. Did he want to slap him in the face by farting at this time?

"My lord." A confidant priest pointed to his nose.

"What's wrong with your nose?" Kong Renhe glared at him.

After staring at him, he suddenly realized something was wrong. It seemed that the sound like farting just now came from his own face. When he reached out and touched it, he found that the cloth strip that was stuffing his nostrils was sprayed out. The blood gushed out like a fountain, and it couldn't be stopped.

The people around couldn't bear it any longer, and laughed out loud one after another.

Kong Renhe felt ashamed and angry, so he had to dig a hole on the spot and let it go.

"Come on, if you continue like this, you might die." Mu Shouyan gave Kong Renhe a sympathetic look, took a handkerchief and tore it in half and handed it over.

"Take it away!" Kong Renhe pushed it away, tore his clothes and blocked his nostrils.

"Master Kong, can I go now?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"Hand it over, you still have a magic weapon for storage, hand it over." Kong Renhe said.

The current him is completely stuck, even if he tries his best, he must find those five-colored soul beads, otherwise his life's wisdom will be ruined.

"It's really gone." Mu Hanyan spread her hands.

"You still have to force me to do it myself, right?" Kong Renhe said, then he fought again and began to chant softly.

This magical technique used to detect magical artifacts was already extremely debilitating, and he was injured one after another, and he was a little bit unable to hold on, but things have come to this point, he has no way out at all, and he can only bite the bullet. Hold on.

"Forget it, I do still have a magic weapon, but it's not a storage magic weapon. If you really want to see it, I'll just take it out." Mu Hanyan said.

Kong Renhe finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know if he could hold on to the magic spell this time, so it would be best if Mu Hanyan was willing to take it out by himself.

Kong Renhe was about to stop, but he heard Mu Hanyan mutter again: "I'm sorry for you, I'll hand over that magic weapon right away, so you should stop quickly, don't make any troubles, I'm not fine Tell your family."

Her voice was not loud, but everyone was watching the excitement attentively, and naturally heard every word, and looked at Kong Renhe with sympathy: this is one of the three strongest masters in the Temple of Life. One, it is quite pitiful to fall into such a field.

Kong Renhe's face darkened all of a sudden: I want you to be pitiful, I pray to the priest dignifiedly, want you to be pitiful, a little girl?

A tree has a skin, a person has a face, and he doesn't want to lose the last face.

Anyway, Mu Hanyan said that she would hand it over herself, and Kong Renhe was not in a hurry to stop, otherwise it would seem that he really couldn't hold on anymore, as if he stopped because of her pity. With a buzzing hum, Kong Renhe continued to clap his hands and chanted in a low voice.

While singing, Kong Renhe waited for Mu Hanyan to hand over the magic weapon. As long as she handed over the magic weapon and stopped herself, she wouldn't be so embarrassing.

But waiting and waiting, Mu Hanyan did not hand over the magic weapon for a long time.

"Hey, where did you put it? I remember I carried it on me, where did I put it?" Mu Hanyan rummaged around, sweating profusely.

But Kong Renhe was in a cold sweat: Can you be fast? Do you know that Lao Tzu is about to lose his hold.

Kong Renhe only felt that there were golden stars in front of his eyes, his head was dizzy, and there were even bursts of tingling pain in the depths of his mind.

Hold on, you must hold on, and you must not let people see a joke. Kong Renhe kept reminding himself to run his spiritual power desperately. But even so, his consciousness became more and more blurred.

"Take it out, why don't you take it out?" Kong Renhe looked at Mu Hanyan, almost crying.

"Where did you go, where did you go?" Mu Hanyan was still looking around, her face full of confusion.

Knowing that he would not be able to hold on any longer, Kong Renhe bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a bloody flame burned in his divine sense.

The Art of Soul Sacrifice!

This is a magical technique that has the same goal as the Blood Sacrifice technique of the Holy Court Avenue. Temporarily improving one's cultivation by burning spiritual thoughts and souls will not only damage one's lifespan, but also have a considerable impact on one's strength.

Originally, his strength had already reached the late stage of the tenth-level god-heart priest. If there were no accidents, he would reach the peak soon, and the next step would be to hit the bottleneck of the god-soul priest. The mid-level god-heart priest, or even lower.

Kong Renhe knew the consequences, but in order to save face, he didn't care too much.

Relying on this soul sacrifice technique, his mind became clear again, and he finally found out where Mu Hanyan's magic weapon was hidden.

"Ah, I remembered. It turned out to be there. It was really looking for a donkey on a donkey. After searching for a long time, it turned out to be right in front of my eyes." Just when Kong Renhe was about to find this magic weapon, Mu Hanyan held onto his chest. He pulled off the necklace and put it in front of Kong Renhe.

Kong Renhe was stunned, I even used the technique of soul sacrifice, and I will find it immediately. What do you mean by taking it out at this time? It means that you handed it over on your own initiative, and it has nothing to do with me. I have to accept your love?

"Master Kong, please stop. You see, I have handed it over on my own initiative. Why do you embarrass yourself again? It seems that I, Mu Hanyan, do not believe what I said. After all, I am also a member of the Temple of Life. , How can I see my senior making things difficult for me?" Mu Hanyan said sincerely as if hearing Kong Renhe's heartfelt voice.