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Chapter 1878

Loulan's beautiful eyes flashed: "Where are you going?"

"Do you want me to repeat it for the second time?" Zhou Jian looked domineeringly.

Loulan's pretty face turned red and white, but she was afraid, so she could only answer: "That is the largest temple in a radius of hundreds of miles, which governs this area."

Zhou Jian narrowed his eyes: "What do they mean when they said they used their heads to exchange for money?"

Loulan immediately denied: "I don't know, but you can go to Qiangruo Temple to try it. Maybe where will those Han women stay after entering the Western Regions?"

She spoke very seriously, but Yu Guang kept staring at Zhou Jian.

He smiled coldly. As a believer in Mount Mani, Loulan would have such a good heart?

"You're not going to have any bad ideas, are you?"

Suddenly, Loulan's delicate body trembled, and her brown eyes flashed: "What's the wrong idea?"

Zhou Jian grinned and did not continue asking. He just glanced at Master Ku: "Go and capture the shopkeeper and Yelie, I want to ask them."

"Yes!" Master Ku broke into the fight without saying a word, almost becoming a afterimage. He was not as good as his appearance and had gray hair, but it was so terrifying to start a move!

The place where he passed was screaming, as if he had entered a no-man's land, and he rushed in and captured his head.

At this moment, Loulan became very uneasy. Could it be seen?

In less than half a stick of incense, Master Ku took action, defeated Ye Lie and the inn shopkeeper alive.

The Qingtian Prison is also launching a siege and killing the scimitar, and the blood stained the desert red, making it extremely conspicuous.

Bang!

The two were smashed heavily to the ground and fell to Zhou Jian.

They even dreamed that they didn't know how they were caught. Looking at Zhou Jian and Qingtianwei in front of them, they gradually became frightened, especially Ye Lie was about to get up and struggle immediately.

Bang!

Zhou Jian stepped on his shoulder with a kick and joked: "Big leader, what do you want to do?"

"Ah! Don't be arrogant!" Ye Lie was full of resentment and immediately pulled out a dagger from his waist, and was about to fight back.

But Zhou Jian's reaction and melee ability are even more mature than in his previous life. He snorted heavily, a hand that divided the muscles and bones, and then grabbed the blade with empty hands, which was extremely fast.

The dagger flashed with a cold light and was inserted into it with one hand.

"Ah!" Yelie let out a heart-wrenching scream, and his right palm was nailed to the ground by a dagger, and it penetrated all the blood, making his facial features feel so painful.

Seeing this, the inn shopkeeper next to him turned pale as if he was struck by lightning.

"No, no! I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Master, don't kill me, don't kill me!" He kowtowed wildly, not the same person as the treacherous and vicious look just now.

Zhou Jian glanced at him, too lazy to pay attention, so he squatted down and lifted Yelie's hair with one hand, twisted it hard, letting him look at the fight behind: "Your more than 400 people were killed by my people, can you still resist?"

Yerey shivered, looking at the corpse on the ground and his men who kept screaming, he realized that he might have kicked the iron plate.

"What do you want?" he said gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain.
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