"With Brother Ling's ability, there is no place on the earth that he can't go, drill into the sky and the earth, escape to the sea and explore the forest, as long as the female city is built on the earth, he will definitely have a way to find it." Ding Jun said.

Fang Qianqi is known as the "King of the Asian Mountain", proficient in martial arts, light skills, swordsmanship, and marksmanship, and in the circle of global explorers, he can at least rank in the top ten in terms of strength.

However, he traveled all over the Tibetan border mountains, from Nepal in the south to Xinjiang in the north, and all the way west out of the border, through the mountains, to the hinterland of West Asia...... Nothing came of it. The immortal among the immortals, after a glimpse, never appeared in front of him again. Pity my sister-in-law, as a princess of the clan, she can't get her husband's care, and she can't go back to the clan, and she washes her face with tears every day. I want to help, but I don't know where to start. This time, I chose to practice tantric Buddhism in Torin Temple, and I also had selfish intentions to see if there was a way to go west and help my brother find the female city......"

Ding Jun lowered his head and smiled bitterly, Fang Qianqi was the king of the exploration world, and he couldn't find the female city, it was in vain, with Fang Qing's strength, there was even more hope.

"Are you laughing at me, Mr. Ding?" Fang Qing asked.

Ding Jun hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, no, I just think that even Brother Ling is helpless, maybe only Mr. Luo Kai, the 'Asian Eagle', can help him, and the others are just afraid that they are not enough."

Fang Qing thought for a while, and suddenly frowned and said to herself: "Immortals among immortals, is there really such a woman in the world?"

Ding Jun smiled: "There is Xi Shi in the eyes of the lover, I guess Brother Ling is because he loves that woman too much, so he has amazing words."

Fang Qing sighed: "Mr. Ding, thank you for listening to me talk about these boring things. Although there are many people in the Toring Monastery, Master Trisang Gyatso is a senior of Buddhism, and I can't talk about it in front of him. Someone else's words, and—"

She stopped abruptly and stood up all at once: "That person—that person I've never seen before, no, no, there has never been such a person in Torin Temple!"

Ding Jun didn't know why, so he stood up.

Fang Qing shouted: "Follow me, follow me to the Scripture Pavilion, the monk we have seen is fake!"

The two of them rushed out of the small courtyard, and Fang Qing continued: "I know everyone in the Torin Temple, from the master who returned to the hermit to the handyman who cooks on the fire, but I don't know that person. And he was wearing the clothes of the intermediate monks in the temple, and there were nineteen middle-level monks in the temple, and I knew them all. ”

Halfway through their run, a green flagflower rocket suddenly flew in the dark night sky, located one kilometer north of the red brick pagoda in the northwest corner of the Torin Temple. After the rocket rose to an altitude of 20 meters, it exploded silently and scattered into brilliant green fireworks.

"There's a situation, I'll go around to the north, be careful yourself!" Ding Jun immediately made a judgment. In battle, you must seize the opportunity and disrupt the enemy's plan in order to win by surprise.

He thought of a series of unrelated key points such as the fake monk, Zhu Ye, and the Ten Heavenly Eagles from the flag flower rocket, and instantly found the direction and turned north without hesitation.

"Hey, be careful!" Fang Qing shouted behind him.

Within a few minutes, Ding Jun walked out of the Torin Temple, walked around the soil forest, and reached within twenty steps to the right of the place where the rocket flew. When he saw a flying figure in white on the high slope directly in front of him, he ducked down, revealing only half of his face, and stared over there.

The night sky was dark and overcast, and the man's clothes fluttered in the wind.

Then, there were continuous high-fives from night walkers on all sides, some three times in a row, some five times in a row, and four gray-clothed men appeared, standing at the foot of the high slope.

"Ouch-" A man in gray bent over, and the man he was carrying on his shoulders fell to the ground with a scream.

"It's Zhu Ye." Ding Jun heard it.

"Snow Maiden, the situation in the temple has changed, the person surnamed Shi was injured and missing, and the two old monks fell into a coma, and they were transferred to another meditation room with the pregnant woman to recuperate. I think it must have been someone else who preempted the move and disrupted our plans. A man in gray said.

The man in white did not make a sound, maintaining a posture of looking up at the sky.

Ding Jun tiptoed and sneaked forward, and took ten steps forward to ensure that he could kill in an instant and save Zhu Ye.

"Snow Maiden, the enemy situation has changed, should we also change it, start in advance, capture the pregnant woman, and take her out of the Torin Temple? This time, the surnamed Shi invited a few very powerful helpers - "Listening to this voice, it turned out to be Lao Jin, who had fought with Ding Jun."

The man in white slowly raised his right hand, and the man in gray was collectively silent, waiting for orders. However, the man in white did not speak, but silently looked to the sky, breathing deeply.

Ding Jun turned to the side and saw clearly that the other party was a slender woman, although she couldn't see her face clearly, but from her demeanor, she could feel her grace and luxury, elegant and arrogant, like a deep valley Zhilan, fragrant and far-reaching.

"See through the illusion, and don't give up on the basics. Our goal is only three people, and other than that, even if there are thousands of troops, what do we have to do? Is it meaningful for you to focus too much on illusions and change your plans because of illusions?" The man in white spoke slowly, his voice crisp and cold and arrogant, reminding Ding Jun of the ice ridge hanging under the eaves on a winter morning.

Lao Jin bowed his head and agreed: "Yes, follow the instructions of the Snow Maiden."

"What about this guy?" The other person asked.

"This guy is a one-legged thief in the Tianshan Mountains, and he is very interested in the treasures in the depths of the snow-capped mountains, and he rushed to the Torin Temple like a fly biting blood. However, he has no big background behind him, compared with Ding Jun, Fang Qing, and Ruan Feng, he is just an inconsequential little shrimp. Lao Jin explained beside him.

"Lao Jin, these little things, you can do them at your discretion." The Snow Maiden said.

Lao Jin and the others bent down to agree, dragging Zhu Ye to retreat.

Ding Jun knew that the thief would capture the king first, and as long as he took down the Snow Maiden, the disaster of the Shi family would be lifted. At this distance, as long as the other party has a slight slackness, he can make a lightning shot.

He observed the shape shì and made a detour to the right again, reaching a forty-five degree angle behind the left of the Snow Maiden. This is the most scientific angle to launch a surprise attack, and it has been verified thousands of times by US military combat experts.

He had just fallen down for less than three minutes, when someone came from behind with a cat's waist, holding a spear in his right hand, which turned out to be the fire god of the He family of the Five Poisons Sect.

The god of fire got closer, but did not find Ding Jun, and after lying down on the spot, he set up his spear and aimed at the snow girl.

Seeing the Vulcan's series of actions, Ding Jun couldn't help but sigh that this young man was too light of the enemy. Obviously, the spear is most powerful within fifty to two hundred paces, and there is no need to invade the enemy's fifty paces range. In that case, it will not improve accuracy, but will easily alarm the enemy and invite death.

Suddenly, the Snow Maiden leaped up and floated away in the direction of Torin Temple.

Ding Jun dodged continuously, rushed to the side of the god of fire, and warned in a low voice: "The enemy is too strong, withdraw quickly, don't make trouble, give your life."

He didn't have a good impression of the Five Poisons Sect, and if it was He Wuqiu and He Xiangjun in front of him, he wouldn't even bother to remind him out loud. The god of fire is still young, and he has not learned much to deceive me, and his children can be taught.

"Hey, Mr. Ding, I put a Gu in the bullet, as long as I shoot her, I can take her down and get all the secrets." Vulcan said.

"If you shoot her, the Gu worm will be able to kill you before it has time to move. Listen to me, go back quickly, and be with your companions. After Ding Jun finished speaking, he followed the snow girl with a shadow.

The Snow Maiden did not enter the temple, but reached a high slope to the southwest of the Torin Temple, and looked down on the temple.

Ding Jun followed, hidden in the shadows of the forest, and continued to observe.

Soon after, someone came out of the wall of the temple, came to the Snow Maiden, and knelt down on one knee to report: "The Snow Maiden is like a god, and all the problems are expected by you." Now, Siqin is guarded by many people, outsiders can't enter at all, and no one knows the baby's condition. ”

This person was the fake monk Ding Jun first saw outside the Scripture Pavilion, and it turned out to be Snow Maiden's subordinate.

"It's very simple, Li Dai Tao stiffened and stole the sky to change the day, these things, can you deceive the monks who practice every day, can they still deceive me?" Snow Maiden said.

"Snow Maiden, I have found some strange characters in the Scripture Pavilion, which are worth studying. In addition, Shi Miaoshou chose Torin Temple as a place of refuge, which seems to have a deep meaning. Shall we look into it again?" The fake monk asked.

The Snow Maiden waved her hand: "You continue to investigate, I'll go to Zada County." Remember, the surface of the Torin Temple is quiet, and I don't know how many masters of the Eight Directions are hiding behind the scenes. You must keep a low profile, don't be greedy for success, and especially don't touch the young man surnamed Ding, who is a very powerful enemy. ”

The fake monk nodded: "Yes, the subordinates remember."

The Snow Maiden jumped up again, descending the high slope and heading east.

Ding Jun did not continue to chase, but walked forward in a roundabout way, stopping in the shadow of the fake monk on the way back.

A few minutes later, when the fake monk passed by, Ding Jun suddenly appeared and blocked the way.

"Is that you?" The fake monk smiled, and the fat monk's robes danced in the wind.

"You must know everything that is going on in the Scripture Pavilion, and we may be able to sit down and talk in a friendly manner without having to face each other. You should understand that I have many ways to kill you without knowing it. Ding Jun said. He was sure that he could capture his opponent head-on, so he didn't launch a surprise attack.

"Life is not valuable, what is valuable is the secret in a person's head. I know you, the king of individual combat in the Delta Force, 'King of Hunters' Ding Jun. Actually, you shouldn't come to Torin Monastery to wade through this troubled water, because you don't know what's going on, and you don't know what everyone is chasing - let's go, get out of here, go back to Hong Kong, and be a good young man with a great reputation. You're still too tender for the Tibetan side. The fake monk shook his head and laughed.

"It's not interesting to say that." Ding Jun's face sank.

"So what's interesting, you say? Is Fang Qing's life interesting? If you dare to hurt a single hair of my hair, Fang Qing will die without a place to be buried. The false monk replied coldly.

Ding Jun was silent, weighing the other party's words in his heart. If Fang Qing was captured, it would indeed be a troublesome matter.

"Where is she?" He asked in a suffrage.

"You go, I promise she's okay." The false monk replied.

"If you give her back to me, I can guarantee you're okay." Ding Jun said.

The fake monk laughed dryly: "You are so funny, dare to threaten me like this?"

Ding Jun sighed, and his attitude took a 180-degree turn: "I have known Fang Qing for just two days, she is dead, what you offended is Torin Temple and the 'Asian Mountain King' Fang Qianqi, it has nothing to do with me." Forget it, we don't have to make a deal, you still tell me honestly, what is hidden in the Scripture Pavilion?"

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