Chapter 1879
"I'll ask you, what's the origin of Qiangruo Temple? Why do they exchange money for the heads of Han people?" Although he disguised himself on his face, his pupils did not have, and he exuded a terrifying murderous intent at this moment!
Monks in the Western Regions actually dared to hunt Han people!
Yelie fell down with a cold sweat and his hand was nailed to death. He didn't dare to move, so he could only say in pain: "The backer of Qiangruo Temple is Mount Mani. As for him, why did they offer a reward for the Han people? I don't know."
"It seems to be related to the incident in the Nile River some time ago. Some Han people were making trouble, and many holy monks died."
Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked. Isn’t this the Blue Sky Guard?
"To be clear, what is the matter with the Nile River?" Zhou Jian roared angrily. When he mentioned this, his murderous aura suddenly increased, and he was about to avenge the dead Qingtian Guards.
Yelie was so painful that he was about to cry and said anxiously: "I don't know, I don't know. I am just a scimitar, under the jurisdiction of Qiangruo Temple, I have never been to the Nile River, I really don't know!"
His wailing voice did not seem to be telling a lie.
Zhou Jian's eyes sank, his five fingers clenched his fists, and made a cracking sound, word by word: "Qiang, Ruo, Temple!"
"Your Majesty, I looked at the map. Qiangruo Temple is on the way to the Nile River. I see that this place may find more clues, and even traces of the missing women." Yang Wei suddenly said solemnly, took out the map, and poked a temple fifty miles away.
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded and discussed, no matter what it was, it was necessary to go there.
"Ah, you, are you the emperor?" Yelie was shocked, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his eyes were about to fall to the ground.
"Yes, but you know a little more." Zhou Jian's eyes were cold, he pulled out the dagger and waved it forward.
puff!
A small red line appeared on Yelie's neck, and it began to gush like a spring water. He covered his neck in pain, his eyes were unwilling, his face turned red, he wanted to say anything but couldn't say a word, and fell straight to the ground.
At this moment, the inn shopkeeper was completely frightened. Even Yelie was dead. He kept shaking, and a smelly liquid penetrated from his pants, and he kept repeating: "No, don't..."
"I beg you, don't kill me!"
Zhou Jian was condescending with a cold look: "When you make an idea of making a cargo, inform me, and let someone come to kill me, you should be prepared."
"A person like you, go to Huangquan to repent." He finished speaking lightly.
"No!" the inn shopkeeper screamed, but the angry Qingtian Guard was executed directly, and blood splattered three feet away.
Zhou Jian turned around and looked at Loulan. Loulan's scalp was numb and her pretty face was uneasy: "What are you going to do?"
Zhou Jian walked up to her, pressed it to her ear, and said lightly: "You didn't tell the truth just now, just want to lead me to Qiangruo Temple so that you can take revenge?"
"But I tell you that I have settled the Qiangruo Temple. I will let you see with your own eyes how ridiculous and hypocritical it is!" After saying that, he left coldly without any fear. He knew that there was a tiger in the mountain, but he went to Tiger Mountain.
Loulan trembled, and her long eyelashes kept stirring, which could be said to be terrified!
But she didn't know where the courage came from, and gritted her teeth and said, "Is that true?"
"You don't accept it, make a bet?" Zhou Jian turned around and smiled sarcastically. Those evil monk tricks could fool others, but they couldn't fool him.
"Go and bet!" Loulan was also angry. Her beliefs could not be slandered. At least she still believes so now, thinking that it was the Buddhist sect that saved the entire Western Regions.
"very good."
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After about half an incense stick, the fight ended, and more than 400 scimitars were killed in full swing, and their bodies were flooded by yellow sand in just a short while.
Chapter completed!