Hu Ba also said coldly: "That's right, I think there is a traitor in this matter!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere became even stiffer.

"If you want to falsely accuse me, then take the evidence!" The female monk Wuyang responded coldly, her expression did not change at all, but she became more and more vigilant in her heart.

It seemed too obvious, and she had to find a way to kill Zhou Jian as soon as possible. She thought so coldly in her heart.

"Hmph, of course, you can provide evidence. When you catch these spies and intercept Fan Shu and others, everything will be clear!" Hu Ba snorted coldly, and the contradiction became increasingly sharp.

Then he shouted: "I'm the one who ordered all the tribes of the Nile River to launch an army to pursue the female slaves at all costs. There were 10,000 people, and they couldn't run far!"

"In addition, I would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one go for a carpet-style search downstream!"

"I want to destroy these troublemakers and exorcise them ashes!"

The voice was so hated that it made people shudder and they all knelt down: "Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, the orders of the Holy Book were issued, and the entire search became increasingly louder and louder.

The female monk from Wuyang returned to her territory. After a glance at Danfeng's eyes, she found that someone was following her and monitoring her. This made her more uneasy and more determined to kill people to silence her. After all, only dead people would not speak.

“…”

The lower stream of the Nile River, there are more Hu people in the Western Regions on both sides of the river than in the middle and upper reaches, and the terrain is quite complicated, either in the canyon, the village, or the vagrants in the desert.

Zhou Jian and his men escaped here, found a hidden temple, and temporarily hid, and the trumpets inside had been tied up in all kinds of colors.

Squeaking... The squeaking of sandworms in the night was accompanied by very shallow whimpers.

"Ah..." More than a dozen Qingtianwei suffered heavy injuries when breaking through. His voice was very low at this moment, but he could clearly hear the pain.

Just because there are countless torches outside, a large number of believers are searching, and they have not even let go of mountains and deserts. Once heard, they will be trapped in numerous encirclements.

The other Qingtianwei were quickly bandaging the wounds. Fortunately, the golden sore medicine they carried was improved by Sun Youyu. The medicine was very effective and stopped bleeding and pain as soon as it was applied.

Seeing them gasping and getting out of danger, Zhou Jian breathed a sigh of relief. The black robe was covered in blood. He sucked a sip of cold water, but a stinging sensation came from his chest.

"Hiss!" He took a breath of air conditioning, his eyebrows frowned.

"Your Majesty, are you injured?" Master Ku's face changed.

"It's okay." Zhou Jian waved his hand and whispered: "Don't say anything, but when he fought with the head of the monk today, he suffered a little skin injury, which is not a problem."

"This...well." Master Ku frowned.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Jian opened a corner of the window and looked outside. He saw torches and monks searching inside and outside. A large number of innocent Westerners would be massacred by believers without any explanation.

He secretly worried that where are the two teams of Guanyinbi and Yang Wei? The time during the day was too messy and the three groups of people could not meet.

Just worried, suddenly!

His ears moved and he heard seven or eight footsteps, which were very rapid.
Chapter completed!