Seeing that Wen Xingsoul finally relented, Mu Wa showed a satisfied smile, although he said that he still had to figure out the situation, but she knew that as long as the matter of the living sacrifice was true, he would definitely not stand idly by.

"Are you the Nine Heavens Divine Venerable?"

The old man should have heard Mu Wa say that Wen Xing Soul was the Nine Heavens Divine Venerable, so he let out an exclamation, and the three of Wen Xing Soul also looked at the old man in surprise, but they didn't expect him to know his name.

"Exactly, hasn't the old man been doing business in Persia all this time, how can he know my name?"

The old man was confirmed by Wen Xing's soul, but there was a light in his eyes.

"Oh, it's saved, it's saved, since you are the Nine Heavens Divine Venerable, then you must know Ouyang Jinyun!"

Unexpectedly, this old man still knew the name of the old god, and Wen Xingsoul was even more interested now.

"Old God Ouyang is the uncle of the younger generation. ”

The old man was even more overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly knelt in front of Wen Xingsoul.

"God really has eyes, since you are the descendant of Ouyang Old God Venerable, then your martial arts must be not bad, and you are really saved now. ”

Wen Xingsoul hurriedly helped the old man up, asked him to sit down and slowly explained what the situation was, Mo Bing'er and Mu Wa were also full of surprise.

"To tell you the truth, I have a fellow villager who actually serves as a messenger of purity and goodness in the Ming Sect, and the girl who will be sacrificed alive this time is the daughter born to him and his Persian wife. ”

Wen Xingsoul's brows furrowed slightly, but it was Mo Bing'er who asked the doubts in his heart.

"According to what you said, since he is in the Ming Sect, how could he watch his daughter being burned alive?"

"Hey, he is also forced to do so, the so-called pure good messenger, in fact, is to let him spy on the Central Plains people living here, and now the Mongols often come to plunder, the appearance of the Mongols is very similar to our Central Plains people, so the locals treat us as bad Mongolians, in recent years, most of the girls who have been sacrificed alive are the descendants of the Central Plains, he has tried his best to protect his daughter, but it is also the last daughter of the Central Plains, so he has no way not to let his daughter go to the live sacrifice. ”

"How can this be reasonable, as a man, he can't even protect his own daughter, so what kind of bullshit messenger is he doing to them? ”

When the county lord of Muwa heard this, he immediately slapped the table again, and the anger in his eyes was about to erupt.

"This can't be blamed on him, it was the people of Mingjiao who forced him to do this, if he didn't monitor all the Central Plains people, then Mingjiao would kill all the Central Plains people here. ”

Wen Xingsoul's face immediately became gloomy, it seems that this so-called Ming Sect really doesn't look like a righteous organization, but really looks like a cult.

"Hmph, kill all the Central Plains people, that's a bit too much!"

This time, it was not the county lord of Muwa, but Wen Xing's soul who took the case, his face was full of anger, and there were even more green tendons on his neck.

"God is angry, God is angry, listen to the old man, I said slowly, speaking of which, in fact, this Mingjiao itself is not bad, or the previous Mingjiao is actually not bad, their goal is just like their name, they want to lead the suffering people of the world to the light, and there was no tradition of this living sacrifice before, but after the death of the previous leader, the current leader has the following things. ”

So that's the case, Wen Xingsoul forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and sat down again, and continued to listen to the old man's slow narration.

"Then what is this current sect leader?"

Wen Xingsoul's words were unceremoniously, what is it, it obviously has the meaning of scolding, and the old man is no longer verbose, and answers the question directly.

He was originally a prince, but when Genghis Khan's army conquered it, their country was annexed, and the prince remained in exile until he returned to Persia eight years ago, when the previous patriarch died. ”

In this way, Wen Xingsoul and Mo Bing'er understood everything, the original prince, that should have had considerable power, presumably the power of this kingdom had been infiltrated in the Mingjiao before, so the previous sect leader died, and he inherited the position of the sect leader, just like the change of the Central Plains Dynasty, he just wanted to take advantage of the power of the Ming Sect to restore the country.

Originally, it was understandable to want to restore the country, but he actually completely vented his hatred for the Mongols on the people of the Central Plains, Wen Xingsoul would never tolerate such a thing, so he said to the old man.

"When will the living sacrifice begin?"

"It started early in the morning, but the fire didn't start until noon. ”

Mo Bing'er looked out the window and stood up with some urgency.

"Noon is coming. ”

It was also Mo Bing'er's reminder, and the old man also became nervous.

"This, it seems that there is still no way, I thought that the child should be saved when the god came to Daisis, but now it ......"

"It's okay, save people first. ”

As soon as Wen Xingsoul's words fell, he exchanged glances with Mo Bing'er, and then turned to the Lord of Muwa and said.

"You and this old man are waiting here, don't go out, Bing'er and I will go back as soon as we go. ”

What else did the county lord of Muwa want to say, but the figures of Wen Xingsoul and Mo Bing'er had disappeared, and even the two of them who disappeared did not see it clearly, the county lord of Muwa had seen Wen Xing's light skills, but he only secretly scolded him in his heart for not bringing himself, but when the old man saw Wen Xingsoul and Mo Bing'er who disappeared in a blink of an eye, the whole person almost didn't sit on the ground.

It was so shocking, it was like a ghost, and after just a flash, the figure was gone, but then the old man seemed to be in good spirits, because with such two people making a move, he believed that Daichy would definitely be saved.

Wen Xingsoul and Mo Bing'er walked out of the inn, they had already noticed that more and more people were gathering in one place on the street outside, presumably that was the place where the sacrifice was, and easily passed through the crowded crowd, and the two came to the outside of the altar full of people.

They didn't just stay in the back and watch like the other people who came later, but squeezed directly to the front, and when the two of them appeared there, the people around them instantly felt a little strange, and these two people appeared quietly, and they didn't even know how they appeared.

A rude-looking strong man next to him suddenly found that there was such a Central Plains woman as Mo Bing'er beside him, and she was so beautiful and moving, and immediately his eyes moved from the altar to Mo Bing'er, and the corners of his mouth were still drooling.

His eyes kept rolling on Mo Bing'er's bulging chest, Mo Bing'er was stared at very uncomfortable, but he couldn't do anything about him, but he didn't want this small move to be seen by Wen Xingsoul, Wen Xingsoul laughed secretly in his heart, you dare to see the woman in her own deity, ghostly came behind the strong man, and slapped him on the back with a palm, but he didn't use internal force, and saw the man staggering forward for a long distance, before finally stabilizing his figure.

A group of Mingjiao's subordinates who maintained order immediately surrounded the man, and the man did point to Wen Xing's soul as if he was explaining to the guards, but the guards listened to him, and several people couldn't help but escort the strong man away, and at the same time warned the other crowd watching.

From the tone, I could hear that it was a warning, but Wen Xingsoul and Mo Bing'er didn't understand what he was talking about at all, Wen Xingsoul just looked at the strong man who was escorted down playfully, and the strong man glared at him viciously and scolded the swear words that he didn't understand, but he didn't dare to resist and was suppressed.

At that moment a Persian of about fifty years of age came up to the altar, and as soon as he stepped up to the altar, the crowd boiled over, as if shouting long live, but it was not long before he waved his hand to silence the people below, and then said something, and someone handed him a torch.

At this moment, Wen Xingsoul and Mo Bing'er had clearly seen a little girl tied to a stake on the altar, the little girl's face was trembling with fear, but her mouth was gagged with a cloth, although she was extremely frightened, she couldn't make any sound.

The two sat down briefly and divided the labor, originally Mo Bing'er planned to save people and leave, but Wen Xingsoul temporarily changed his mind, he planned to teach these guys who don't know the height of the sky and the earth a lesson, so in the end it was decided that Mo Bing'er would protect the girl, and Wen Xingsoul would deal with those guards and other people who might appear.

The man walked towards the little girl step by step with a torch, Wen Xing's soul flew up in the air with a force under his feet, instantly condensed the internal force and hit a flick of his fingers, a warm yellow light flashed, and the torch in the man's hand was knocked under the altar, Mo Bing'er sent out several jumps of colorful silk with both hands, and several guards on the altar were sent away.

Before the man could react, Wen Xing's soul had already come to Daisis's side, he used his fingers again, and the rope was immediately broken, Mo Bing'er hurriedly caught her and helped her remove the rags in her mouth.

"Abominable Central Plains people, looking for death!"

The man finally reacted, his eyes showed fierceness, and he waved his hand to the other guards on the stage, and seven or eight big men rushed towards Wen Xingsoul and the three of them, and the guards under the altar saw that something was happening on the altar, and they also hurriedly ran up to prepare for support, and those spectators in the audience exploded all of a sudden, where have they seen such a scene, you must know that Wen Xingsoul and Mo Bing'er went up to the altar of flying knives out of thin air, when did these ordinary people see people who can fly, and they immediately widened their eyes and thought that it was the gods who came down to earth.

Wen Xingsoul grinned, and had no fear in the face of those seven or eight big men, let alone seven or eight, such a big man who only had brute strength and no martial arts, and giving him seventy or eighty would be able to settle it with just a cup of tea, but he felt that it was too troublesome to fight one by one, so he simply stomped his feet and wanted to solve it all at once.

With that kick, a large pit suddenly appeared on the ground of the solid altar, and all the bricks and stones were shaken up by his kick, and with a wave of his hand, all those bricks and stones were smashed towards a few strong men who ran over.

Those guards who were supposed to come to the stage to help catch these two Central Plains people, after seeing this scene, they all stopped abruptly, because they saw that this guy in front of them was not a person at all, and if they ran up, wouldn't there be only a dead end.

Turn around and run, this is what the man didn't expect at all, but he was not completely frightened by Wen Xing's soul, for the martial arts of the Central Plains, he also has some understanding as the leader of the Ming Sect, he knows that the reason why this Central Plains man can smash the solid ground with one foot and smash all the bricks and stones to his subordinates is because he has a very deep internal force, however, although he does not know the martial arts of the Central Plains and has no internal strength, but there is something more powerful than martial arts in his hands, that is the fire gun, compared to martial arts, this thing can be easily used by anyone, and the effect is many, many times greater than the martial arts that the Central Plains people have worked hard to practice, ridiculous Central Plains people, there is such a good thing that you don't need but you have to practice martial arts, it's not stupid.

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