Chapter 2208: 2308 Major Crisis

Jiang Ruchu and the others were all shocked. What Mu Hanyan said was exactly what they were most worried about before. Even if they really teamed up to defeat Mu Hanyan, or even killed him on the spot, but if the batch of colorful soul beads If it wasn't on her body, how could they explain it.

Although they all believed in Ou Zhizhi's words, after all, it was a family statement, and others might not believe it. What's more, where is Mu Hanyan's strength? If she can't control her and make things big, it will be completely impossible to end.

The two sides were at war, but no one dared to take the lead. The atmosphere in the hall was heavy and strange.

"Master Priest, Zhao Xinghu and Zhao Zhiyuan's uncle and nephew are back." At this moment, a priest came in to report. After speaking, he realized that the situation in the hall was strange and he was stunned.

"They're back, hahahaha, God help me, let them come here quickly." Guan Xiujin was overjoyed when he heard that, and said with a wave of his hand, ignoring the priest's astonishment.

But Mu Hanyan and Gao Weihu's hearts sank slightly.

Soon, Zhao Xinghu, Zhao Zhiyuan and his nephew were brought to the officiant hall.

The luck of the two of them was better than that of Ou Zhiming. Although the magic weapon also fell into the depths of the wilderness after it broke, they did not encounter any strange beasts. However, the two of them lost one arm and the other leg in the Blackwood Prison, and supported each other along the way back to the Temple of Life. They were all in a mess, even worse than the refugees who wandered in the wilderness.

Seeing Mu Hanyan, the two of them were shocked first, and then subconsciously showed engraved hatred in their eyes. The scene of Zhao Xinghong's tragic death seemed to reappear before his eyes again.

"Mu Hanyan, now that Zhao Xinghu and Zhao Zhiyuan are back, I see what you have to say, hahahaha." Guan Xiujin laughed loudly, and then asked the two of them, "Master Zhao, nephew Zhiyuan, just now Ou Mingzhi said that Zhao Xinghong Your Excellency was killed by Mu Hanyan, and Mr. Zhao's storage bracelet containing more than 200,000 multicolored soul beads also fell into her hands, but Mu Hanyan refused to admit it with sophistry. Tell me, this what is going on?"

When saying this, Guan Xiujin sneered and gave Mu Hanyan a look, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

If Ou Zhizhi was the only one who testified, Mu Hanyan could still say that he was framed, but now that Zhao Xinghu's uncle and nephew have also returned, as the saying goes, three people make a tiger, and a mouth makes a fortune. Can she still say that everyone is in It is impossible to frame her.

The most important thing is that Ou Zhiming is only the son of an officiant priest in the lower temple, and his words are limited. Zhao Xinghu's uncle and nephew are Zhao Xinghong's close relatives, and Zhao Xinghu himself is one of the twelve punishment priests in the Temple of Life. Any troubles can be blamed on the two of them.

He had already made up his mind that even if Mu Hanyan handed over the colorful soul orb at this time, he would give him a lesson to vent his hatred.

Zhao Xinghu and Zhao Zhiyuan's eyes lit up at the same time, burning with hatred. Traveling around the wasteland these days, one of them had a broken leg and the other a broken hand. They suffered so much. Every time they thought of the scene of Zhao Xinghong's tragic death, it was even more painful. They wanted Mu Hanyan to die in their dreams.

At this time, after hearing Guan Xiujin's words, they realized that all the colorful soul orbs they had obtained from the hunting in the Blackwood Prison had fallen into Mu Hanyan's hands. The two had stayed in the Temple of Life since they were born, so they naturally knew how important these multicolored soul orbs were to the Temple of Life. In order to retrieve these multicolored soul orbs, it would not be surprising for Guan Xiujin to kill Mu Hanyan.

This is also a great opportunity for them to avenge their blood feud.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Jiang Ruchu and the others took another step closer.

Noticing the fire of hatred burning in the eyes of the two, and the stern look of Jiang Ruchu and others, Gao Weihu tightened his fingers holding the giant hammer again. As a former big shopkeeper of the black market, he was used to conspiracies and schemes, so how could he fail to guess what Guan Xiujin was planning. Once Zhao Xinghu's nephew and uncle also opened their mouths to identify Mu Hanyan, they would definitely attack together without hesitation, and press for the whereabouts of the batch of colorful soul beads after they were severely injured.

Even if they still got nothing in the end, they didn't have any scruples and just pushed everything to Zhao Xinghu's uncle and nephew.

It's a pity that they didn't immediately hunt down and kill these two guys, if there was such a big trouble. But this can't be blamed on them, Zhao Xinghu's uncle, nephew and others were sent out of the Blackwood Prison by that magic weapon at that time, the land of gods is so big, even if they tried their best to chase and kill them, there was nothing they could do.

Gao Weihu made up his mind that if the two dared to speak a word, they would be killed immediately on the spot. With his current strength, coupled with the life shield, even if Guan Xiujin and others take action, they may not be able to stop him. Of course, he didn't care so much about what would happen after killing these two people.

"Master Zhao, brother Zhiyuan, I didn't expect you to come back safely. It's really a blessing." At this moment, Mu Hanyan sighed with relief.

Uncle and nephew Zhao Xinghu, who was about to speak, was slightly taken aback. We returned to the Temple of Life alive. You should be the most disappointed person. Luckily, what a fart?

"When I heard that Mr. Zhao died tragically in the Blackwood Prison, I was sad for a long time. Fortunately, you have returned safely. If Mr. Zhao has a spirit in heaven, you can rest in peace." Mu Hanyan said while choking, wiping away tears , that sincere look, even Gao Weihu was secretly moved when he saw it.

If you didn't know, you would have thought that she and Zhao Xinghong had an inseparable friendship, what a great friendship.

Both Zhao Xinghu's uncle and nephew were a little confused. Although Zhao Xinghong blew himself up to death, he could still be regarded as dying at Mu Hanyan's hands. What kind of mercy did she show? Seeing Mu Hanyan's red eyes and tears flickering, for a moment, they even suspected that there was an illusion in their memory.

Both of them were puzzled and at a loss, the words that were already on their lips were stuck in their throats, and they did not speak out for a long time.

"Don't worry, although Master Zhao Xinghong accidentally lost the five-color soul orb obtained in this hunting, it was not his original intention, and he did not violate the laws of the temple. Moreover, Master Zhao devoted himself to his duties and died heroically for the temple. Speak righteously and justify your name. I believe that Master Guan and all the adults will also treat the Zhao family kindly, so as to comfort the spirit of Master Zhao. By the way, you should also mourn. I heard that Master Zhao gave up his life just to save you from the Blackwood Prison. If something happens to you again, how can you be worthy of Mr. Zhao's painstaking efforts." Just when the two of them were at a loss, they heard Mu Hanyan say loudly again.

As soon as the faces of the two of them changed, cold sweat dripped down.

This time, they finally understood what Mu Hanyan meant.