Just when Jiang Fan was hiding in the cave refining gloves, in the valley not far from him, there was a group of people looking at this side from afar.

There were about a dozen of them in this group, and most of them were soldiers. They were scattered around in a skirmish, occupying all possible vantage points, watching their surroundings vigilantly, occasionally aiming at the surroundings with the G36 automatic rifles in their hands. The soldiers were well-armed, with an oddly styled scimitar around their waists in addition to camouflage combat uniforms and tactical backpacks

But the most striking thing is that these soldiers do not wear steel helmets, but a round turban!

Wrapping a headscarf?

If anyone who has studied the military history of the world will instantly understand the identity of these soldiers after seeing this iconic turban and scimitar at the waist, they will instantly understand the identity of these soldiers - Gurkha soldiers!

In the country of India, the most powerful fighting force is undoubtedly the Gurkha warriors in the foothills of the Himalayas. Unlike other peoples in India, these people are known as some of the best mercenaries in the world because of their fierce and warlike personalities, strict discipline and loyalty to their employers.

Now these Gurkha warriors were on alert to the area, and there were several people in the clearing in the center of them.

Among these people, the most central is a dark-skinned old man, his head is bare, almost no hair, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed, his palms pressed on the ground and muttering to himself.

The palm of his hand pressed a thin red line, which stretched out in both directions, and finally closed more than a dozen meters away, turning into a huge red ring. And inside this circle, there are horizontal and vertical red lines, and in the middle of the lines are marked with dazzling runes.

"Master, is it done?"

Standing beside the old man was a young man who looked to be only in his twenties, his face was blue, his eyes were fierce, and he was full of murderous intent.

Behind the young man, there were nine kneeling men, both men and women, all with their heads bowed to the ground, their faces blank.

And at the end of this row of people is a little girl, if Jiang Fan was here, he would definitely recognize that this was actually the little maid who had a relationship with him in the cafeteria of Delhi University that day.

It's just that now the little maid is kneeling on the ground, looking lost and depressed, where is there still the agility and loveliness of the day?

Behind these men, there were four or five more Gurkha soldiers, all of whom had already drawn their scimitars, and the snow-bright blades reflected the westward sun, and the cold light was dazzling.

The old man's chanting suddenly stopped, and he opened his eyes slightly: "Okay." ”

The young man was overjoyed: "Then I can ......"

"Bring the sacred cow first. The old man said indifferently.

"You guys, hurry up!"

The young man immediately ordered.

The two Gurkha warriors immediately ran to the back, and in a short time they drove a black bull that was shiny and slowly wagging its tail.

The bull is extremely muscular, with a pair of sharp blade-like horns on its head that curve upwards and make people daunted at the first glance. If such a bull goes crazy, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

"Master, what are you doing next?" the young man asked again.

The old man didn't answer immediately, but asked rhetorically: "Young Master Salman, you have to think about it, once this ritual starts, you can't stop, and rashly summoning the Bull God Nether will be a sin." ”

"Master Arni, my Subedi family has been almost harmed by this demon now, more than a hundred people have died, and now I am the only one left in the direct blood family, if I don't avenge them, will there be anyone else in this world who will avenge them?" said the young master of the Subedi family, known as Sharman.

"Alas!"

Master Arni nodded, "Alright then, I think your Heavenly Family Elders will help you." ”

Then he waved his hand: "Come here." ”

The Gurkha warriors who had been wary of the surroundings immediately gathered in a few more people to listen to the master's teachings.

"According to the hint of the Divine Cow, that demon is in that cave, so your task is to seal that demon, and then I will summon the Divine Cow to surrender him!"

Master Arni's words were so well organized that he couldn't tell at all that this was an eighty or ninety-year-old man.

"Also, beware, the demon used his evil spell to hide the cave, and you can only see it if you smear the tears of the sacred cow on your forehead. But you don't need to get close, just attack from a distance of 50 meters, and the demons will be lured out by you. ”

As he spoke, Master Arni handed the mercenary leader a small glass bottle.

"That demon is very powerful, so don't fall in love with him, and after luring him out, run quickly, run this way. Sharman next to him also shouted in a low voice: "As long as he enters within 200 meters, you don't care about the rest, and the reward will arrive as soon as possible." If you have casualties, the gratuity is doubled. ”

The leader of the Gurkha mercenaries nodded: "Don't worry, Young Master Sharman, we are not rookie mercenaries, and we haven't done anything to lure the enemy once or twice, so you just wait." ”

Then the leader waved his hand: "Action!"

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Jiang Fan looked at the pair of glowing gloves floating in front of him, and his heart was quite satisfied.

Although he couldn't completely condense without the baking furnace, he still restored the gloves with the strength of the high-level qi introduction that he had just advanced.

After all, this pair of gloves has been with him for a while, and it is nonsense to say how deep the feelings are, but it is true that he is reluctant to throw them, even if he already has a dragon cone now.

With a thought, the two gloves flew to his hands, and Zhenyuan's gloves lit up slightly everywhere, merging with his skin.

"It's finally over, and it's time to go back home. ”

Jiang Fan let out a long sigh of relief, just wanting to stretch......

Burst!

Suddenly, something round flew in from the outside, and there was a wisp of white smoke behind it!

This is %

Jiang Fan's eyes froze, and the next moment his expression suddenly changed-

*！

He crossed his arms in front of him, and his left hand had already condensed a layer of ice shield, and at the same time, the true yuan burst out vigorously and turned into a talisman qi!

Rumble!

The violent explosion turned into a violent rush, filling the cave with smoke and dust, and countless fragments and shrapnel hit the ice shield and the protective qi, but finally did not break through this last defense.

"MD!" Jiang Fan stood up: "Dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu?"

Before he could finish speaking, two more * were thrown in, but he had already prepared for two punches, and the strong fist wind knocked these two * back.

Two explosions came from outside, and with the smoke from the explosion, Jiang Fan rushed out.