Yun Zheng closed his eyes hard and threw away all the thoughts in his mind. He carefully analyzed the current situation. He asked the high priest to come over with paper and pen, and quickly drew the distribution map of the desert and snow-capped mountains near Dunhuang. Even the main roads could be accurately and casually picked up. He said clearly: "After receiving a letter from Mobei, we and our elder brother went to Dunhuang to investigate the devil's sect at the same time. My third brother and I came to Dunhuang to support, and our elder brother turned to the capital. At present, there was no abnormality on the surface of Chang'an. We only knew that the Saint Haggins was nearby. We didn't know who would be the one who would be with him."

While he spoke, the pen in his hand quickly drew a line to the capital, and then marked the marks on several surrounding cities. Finally, he fell back to Dunhuang and continued with a frown: "Compared with Chang'an City, the minions of Dunhuang's Demon Cult have begun to act. Weilia did not come alone. There are countless believers of the Demon Cult behind her. If I guess well, this group of people should have gathered in their sub-houses, just waiting for the demon girl to take Dunhuang into her pocket, open the necessary path to invade the Central Plains in the east, and repeat the infiltration of the gods a hundred years ago."

Yun Zheng snorted coldly, and a murderous intent burst out from his eyes: "Although the Yun family lived in seclusion in the northern desert for many years, his father has been pursuing the Demon Sect. They have forces in all countries in the Western Regions, such as Tubo, Uighurs, Wusun, and Loulan. They are really not picky about food, just like maggots with their chances. The methods used are the same. First, they arrange the so-called saints to pretend to be gods and ghosts to hold several festivals to deceive people. Then the saints secretly colluded with various countries and the forces of the dynasties and the central government were colluded. In the end, they worked together inside and outside to reap the benefits of the fisherman. Fifty years ago, the Demon Sect was attacked by the Central Plains martial arts. In addition, Pingxi and Dingnan's two kings collapsed, and the Demon Sect could not only give up the Central Plains dynasty and was forced to move westward. At that time, they ran in a hurry and even the branch was destroyed, and they hid back to the Persian General Altar without even having time to destroy it."

His hand landed at a certain place in the Qilian Mountains. After thinking about it for a long time, he said seriously: "The Central Plains has vast territory, and the customs of the east, west, south and north are different. This makes the Demon Cult unable to annex it in one bit in a short time, and also allows the Central Plains martial arts world to relieve the war. Therefore, the Demon Cult did not build a branch on the land of the Central Plains. The closest one is also in the Qilian Mountains outside Dunhuang. Although it is a blessing in disguise, this area is full of snow-capped mountains of more than 5,000 meters. The climate is harsh and difficult roads. The three of us brothers once wanted to go in and investigate the specific locations and return without success."

He gritted his teeth indignantly, his face full of unwillingness, but the towering mountains are unsurpassed natural barriers, and the holy snow-capped mountains protect the sinful people, making them return in a defeat again and again.

Yun Xiao thought for a moment and asked, "Birds fly away from thousands of mountains and people die in this kind of path. However, Kunlun Mountain has the same climate, which cannot stop us. But how did the believers of the Demon Cult hide into this mountain range across a height of 5,000 meters? The reason why the Demon Cult develops rapidly is that most of the time, it uses evil words to deceive the public, so that the ignorant people believe them, and thus develop longing and worship. Even their Holy Master, Saint Maiden and Saint Child Association magic, it is impossible for all believers to be so powerful, right?"

"What you are talking about is just ordinary believers. Just like Dunhuang City now, although it does not have the power to shock all directions, if someone tries to slander the Demon Cult, he will definitely be attacked and attacked by the group and become the target of public criticism. The Demon Cult actually has its own place to train professional killers, called Holy Slaves. They are basically children who have been kidnapped from various countries, instill teachings from childhood and feed drugs. When adults are adults, they mostly become fanatical extremists. These people are very skilled and usually follow the leader of the branch hall, and as far as our investigation knows..."

Yun Zheng suddenly paused, his serious face was covered with clouds, and he continued in an extremely worried tone: "A hundred years ago, the Demon Cult only fed the killers he cultivated. After all, this kind of thing needs to be taken for a long time. Once it is terminated, it will cause madness and cause unpredictable consequences. Therefore, the medicine is also a double-edged sword for them. However, this time they actually used the medicine against ordinary civilians in Dunhuang. This is indeed enough to allow their power to spread rapidly in the shortest time, but it is equivalent to giving up Dunhuang. As long as their minions pass this city, everything in the city can be abandoned like a piece of grass!"

Yun Xiao was shocked and remembered the things she saw in the fire that night that she saw in the festival that could make her confused and confused. She felt very uncomfortable. The blue veins burst out on Yun Zheng's forehead and said word by word: "Fifty years ago, when the Demon Cult was rushing westward from the Central Plains, it was blocked by the Dunhuang General at that time, and ordered the 100,000 Hussars to encircle and suppress it day and night. That battle greatly damaged the energy of the Demon Cult, which was already defeated, this time, in order to learn from the lessons of that year, it would simply destroy the fortress connecting the Central Plains and the Western Regions, so as not to be unable to withdraw to Persia after the failure of the East invasion."

Speaking of this, Xiao Qianye dragged his chin and thoughtfully thoughtfully - although Lei Gongmo was just a puppet of the Demon Sect, he still held a hundred thousand elite Hussars after all. Once there was a gap in Dunhuang, not only would the Demon Sect take the opportunity to create momentum without any worries, but the Western Regions would also take advantage of the situation to rob.

Suddenly, Wen Ting's voice came in coldly and asked bluntly: "Does Brother Yun also want to protect the ignorant people in Dunhuang?"

"Tingting!" Yun Zhengxun looked at her. She changed into clean clothes, but her destroyed face was hideous and terrifying. The eyes that had been dug with their eyes were deep, but there seemed to be a ray of invisible gaze falling sharply on everyone's shoulders. She strode in and continued to ask, "The Yun family was also loyal and loyal to the imperial city for eight years. She was brave and good at fighting to retreat a hundred times. But in the end, the foolish monarch was bewitched by Master Cui's words. The whole family was loyal and fierce, and ended up killing wine. When the royal palace was surrounded by the imperial guards, did the people in the city stand up and say a fair word for the Yun family?"

Yun Zheng did not answer, but just looked at Wen Ting silently, listening to her sneering and sarcastic sarcasm: "The Yun family has been hiding his identity in Mobei for fifty years, and even left a single line and a half of them in the history books of the Central Plains. If we say that so many years of pursuing the devil's actions is to avenge and helping parents resist foreign enemies is to repay kindness, then why care about the foolish people now? Hum, why waste time in one go? At the ceremony last night, I had already sprinkled blood-induced insect eggs. I lie dormant for seven days and mature ten days. Without the devil's actions, I can't escape from Dunhuang."

"Tingting? You, are you saying true?" Yun Zheng was shocked and couldn't believe that these words were spoken from this enthusiastic and lively girl since childhood. Wen Ting curled her lips and replied disdainfully, "Of course it's true, Brother Yun, my goal is to kill Lei Gongmo to avenge her parents. Shouldn't your purpose be to settle old accounts with the Demon Cult and seek justice for your grandfather? Since that's the case, what does the life and death of others have to do with you and me?"

Yun Zheng's face suddenly dimmed, as if he was a little unbearable. His hands subconsciously clenched their fists and murmured: "Tingting, I don't care who is the person sitting on the throne, nor who is the prime minister, the Grand Tutor, and the general, but the people are innocent. People cannot be blinded by hatred and kindness. It is unwise to take everyone to hell together. We must make the Demon Sect and Lei Gongmo deserve the sin, and we must also let the innocent people wake up. This is the 'man', not the 'demon'."

Wen Ting's face was sarcastic again, and it seemed that she would not be surprised that the other party would have such a powerful reply. She shook her head and sighed for a long time, and threw a wooden box from her sleeve and gave it to him: "Brother Yun is so kind. If you have a second hesitation, I will not give you this thing. Haha, this is the antidote to blood-tempering insects. Just sprinkle it into the city with the wind from the city wall, but the people of Dunhuang have been affected by the magic medicines of the Demon Cult, and I can't help it."

Yun Zheng held the wooden box in his hand blankly and smiled bitterly: "Are you a kind person? Although you ran away from home over the years, no one of the gangsters and horse thieves outside Dunhuang would be scared to death when they heard your name? You have been protecting Dunhuang in your own way and are General Wen's most proud daughter."

Wen Ting choked up and suddenly knelt heavily, her forehead against the cold brick surface, gritted her teeth: "Stop praising me, I have been worried about my parents since I was a child. When my parents and brothers were falsely accused and killed, I hid in the desert and had no idea and willfulness. This not only implicated Yuezhi, who was not in conflict with the world, but also caused Kunlun Mountain to be rescued by villains. He also wanted to take the people of the whole city to bury them. Brother Yun, the high priest, thank you for being willing to help me, but Lei Gongmo, I must kill them with my own hands to comfort my parents and brothers in the sky."

Yun Zheng jumped up and held Wen Ting. Such serious injuries were afraid that they would never heal in this life. Even if she was full of revenge, how could she kill Lei Gongmo with the Demon Cult as her backer?

Wen Ting grabbed his wrist and said seriously: "Brother Yun, when I fell into Lei Gongmo's hands, I accidentally heard a name from the Holy Slave of the Demon Sect, saying that the Persian General Hall attached great importance to this plan. The King of the Cult sent Master Cui to assist Weilia and was about to arrive at the branch soon. This person's surname is Cui, which is not like the name used by Persia and the Western Regions. I suspect that it was the descendant of Cui Taishi who moved westward fifty years ago with the defeat of the Demon Sect. Their family was all crazy believers of the Demon Sect. Since their ancestors were from Central Plains, they naturally had a better understanding of the customs and customs of the Central Plains. It is reasonable for the King of the Teachings to send him here."

"Teacher Cui..." Yun Zheng gritted his teeth. Isn't this the person who deceived the foolish monarch and designed a Hongmen Banquet to poison his grandfather and uncles?! Such a lackey dared to come back, and even dreamed of taking Zhongyuan into his pocket?

"The branch is in the Qilian Mountains, right? The range is half of the Qixue Plateau. If you only rely on manpower to find a needle in a haystack, you can't find it in a few years." Xiao Qianye suddenly spoke, looking at the palm of his palm and pinched his five fingers slightly, as if he was silently controlling something invisible, and said lightly, "But if someone gathers in that kind of place, I will soon notice it. Before that, you should recuperate and don't act rashly. I'll go around Dunhuang City to see if there are any new clues."

The high priest looked at him in surprise and could feel a special divine power that resonated with the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Yun Xiao also circled around him in disbelief and asked curiously: "Douqiu's Technique? When did you learn it?"

Xiao Qianye smiled and pulled her down, saying, "Whether the Central Plains or the Western Regions, it is not Liudao that is not under the jurisdiction of the upper heaven, so I can only try to find a location with Feng Ling first, and I cannot leave any art of the sky."
Chapter completed!