Agad stared blankly at Allah in front of him. Although he understood that Allah was motivated by pain, the thought of the Muslims who were about to be wounded or killed in the brutal ground battles made Agad's heart ache.

Can the good men of Arabia only wither in the battle against the infidels?

"This is an ordeal that must be experienced to refine the national blood and extract the national character!" Han Feng glanced at him and said lightly:

"I don't want my followers to dare to hide in a corner and shiver when robbers break into their homes and plunder, and they don't even have the courage to peek!"

"Arabia, there needs to be a fight!"

Agade swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and slowly bowed down again, tears streaming down his eyes:

"May Allah bless the brave Muslims! Let their heroic souls be protected by the gods! ”

Han Feng didn't answer, only nodded slightly, and then turned his head to look at Taj:

"Isn't your Holy Maiden Legation already cultivated? Call them out now and meet Agad! ”

Taj hurriedly bowed: "Yes, master!" ”

As soon as the crisp words fell, a small and delicate blood river flower appeared in Taj's hand. At the beginning of the fragrance, a large number of figures appeared in the vast void, white robes fluttering, standing silently, with a murderous aura, straight into the sky!

"This is the sharpest weapon in your hands." Han Feng looked at Agade, who was a little surprised, and laughed softly:

"They were the most devout Muslims in their lifetimes, and they died under American missile strikes. Now, it's time to lead them to revenge! ”

When Agad saw the ghost of the dead clan, he couldn't help but feel a little excited, and he couldn't help but step into the ranks of the envoys, looking over one by one, until he was in front of a small baby.

"When the kingdom of God is founded, she will be the next Islamic saint." Taj explains:

"And the Holy Maiden's Mission will also be preserved and become the eternal guardian force of Islam!"

Hearing the news, Agad, who was still immersed in the grief of the Arabs who were about to die in battle, finally felt better, and bowed to Han Feng again, and led 519 pro-envoys to recite the Quran, facing Han Feng, and started the most ordinary worship.

Tang Yue'er has always been very quiet. Not only because of her character, but also because in her hands, there is also a powerful force that can never see the light - Kazekage. So Sister Yue'er understood Agade's mood and didn't feel anything.

But Zhao Feifei took a fancy to the little baby at a glance, and his heart was overflowing with motherhood, so he quickly stepped forward and hugged him to Han Feng's side.

"Husband, such a young child was actually ......"

"This is the cruelty of war!" The crazy brother pretended to sigh deeply:

"If you want to regain peace from the invaders, you must pay the price! Feifei, everyone has their own life, and you can't do it reluctantly! ”

Zhao Feifei's beautiful big eyes were filled with tears in an instant, he looked down at the cute and pale little face in his arms, and suddenly sobbed:

"If I were the mother of this child, I don't know how sad I would be! Husband, you ......"

"Their whole family is ...... Over here! The crazy brother finally didn't say the word "dead", but tried to persuade him as tactfully as possible:

"Good and evil are rewarded, why are you so persistent? This child will be the most noble and holy saint in Islam in the future, and he has been created excellently, so what is there to regret? ”

Looking at Zhao Feifei, who was full of tears and wanted to beg him to save the baby, the crazy brother felt a little sore - if you have the ability, don't hold other people's children, and work hard to give birth to one yourself!

It's just that the occasion is wrong, the atmosphere is not good, and such offensive words are better to go back to bed and talk about it......

"She's still young, but she's going to grow in power over time." Han Feng took the girl from Zhao Feifei's arms, looked at her clear eyes with a smile, and said softly:

"The future saint of Islam is almost the goddaughter of Allah, so why don't you give your godfather a smile when she encounters such an opportunity?"

Although the little girl was ignorant, she was nourished by the blood river flower yin spirit, and she was taken care of by Han Feng, and she was already wise, and she immediately giggled, as if being able to be held by Han Feng was the happiest thing in the world.

With the crisp laughter, Zhao Feifei suddenly lost her tears, and hurriedly hugged forward, teasing the child with a smile, unaware that there were still two lines of tears on her face......

Agade had already led the Holy Maiden's delegation to complete the worship, but the little Holy Maiden's grandparents, biological parents and elder brother still stepped forward and solemnly bowed down to Han Feng in gratitude.

A family of six was shocked to death by the shock wave of American missiles at the same time, and even Han Feng, who was indifferent to the life and death of others, couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this human tragedy.

But it's here, and that's fate. Even though Han Feng has the ability to bring him back to life, he doesn't want to waste his divine power in vain, so he always feels that it is better to go with the flow.

The power of the Holy Maiden's Legation has since belonged to the Islamic saints, and it is also the most powerful and mysterious apologetic legion in Arab legends. Like the Knights of the Round Table in the West, it has become a sacred totem in different religions.

And Han Feng saw that because of the existence of these yin spirits, it greatly affected the mood of the two wives, so he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, and he didn't think about it, so he turned his head and asked Agade:

"Now that the big thing is over, and the moon is clear, in the mosque of Baghdad, there is ...... Barbecue? ”

Agade was dumbfounded.

…………

God said there would be war, and there was bloodshed and death.

God said that there should be a barbecue, so a grill was set up in the temple.

Anyway, it's Allah's mosque, it's Allah's own temple anyway, since Allah himself wants to barbecue on his own territory, do there still believers dare to jump out and oppose it?

The others did not know, but Agad certainly did not dare, so the Islamic prophet took on the role of a cook, intently tumbling the fragrant barbecue on the shelf, not even daring to think "why does God eat meat?"

Taj knelt down and poured the wine. Zhao Feifei and Tang Yue'er were on the left and right, laughing and laughing, but they couldn't stop talking about their longing for Nazi treasures. And above the fire, between the wisps of oil smoke, a jeweled golden knife was flying up and down, quickly and accurately cutting the barbecue into equally thin slices, and picking it up exactly into the plate of Han Feng's three.

It's also sad to say, since following Han Feng and the Great Khan Golden Knife and changing its name to "Heavenly God Treasure Knife", in addition to absorbing purple light vitality in the crazy brother Zhihai, it is to cut vegetables and make fruit plates for Han Feng's family. Now it has fallen to the point of being a little two, and I have to endure the reproach of the "guest officer"!

"Crayon knife!" Zhao Feifei cleared, and the knife trembled.

"You don't have eyes, do you? Even the raw meat that hasn't been cooked yet is cut over...... You want to die! ”