Behind the mountain gate hall, in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the blood flows like a river.

The man in the python robe walked leisurely among the blood-soaked temple, staring with interest at the huge seated Buddha statue of Sakyamuni in the hall, with a subtle smile in his eyes.

His upper body is delicate and neat, and it can be described as spotless, but the things he carries in his hands make people shudder. In his right hand is a scarlet token, and in his left hand he holds the head of Cixiao.

The head was not yet blind.

In the Daxiong Treasure Palace, An Qing hid in her father's arms, trembling and miserable.

A stick of incense, under the threat of his smiling face, all the monks of Jiuda Temple were awakened from their sleep by An Guangmao, gathered in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and lined up in a neat queue. Of course, this also includes Jizheng, who has just been succeeded as the new abbot of Kuda Temple.

Drove the father and daughter of the An family and a few small catchers into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the man in the python robe waved his hand to signal a few people behind him to guard the various exits of this courtyard, and then showed the token in his hand.

"Huaixi Road held the festival to order the adults to accept the holy decree, and the Yang of Jiuda Temple violated the Yin, privately made weapons, hid grain and stones, and plotted against him. The little one came to investigate the case thoroughly. ”

His voice was a male duck voice that was neither male nor female, and it was chilling to listen to.

The man in the python robe smiled slightly.

"The little one is used to serving the emperor, and now he really can't raise the slightest interest in these monks and aunts. He shook the scarlet token in his hand, "The killing order is here, up and down the Jiuda Temple, no one is left." ”

There was a dead silence in the courtyard, and everyone's eyes widened in horror.

The man grinned again: "Well, though, I decided to open the net." You decide for yourselves, kill the last person, take the token and head in my hand, and go to the Lord of the Festival Order to ask for credit. I'm Dugu Qingping, it's not my credit, and I will never take it from myself. ”

In the language, everything is full of fangs. The monks looked at each other, and when they didn't know why, the beautiful woman behind Dugu Qingping suddenly made a move, and with a flick of the green clothes, a trace of blood appeared between the necks of two monks, and they fell to the ground with a bang.

Dugu Qingping said with a smile: "Hurry up, the Luan bird I raised, the patience is not good." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was silence in the courtyard for an instant, and a feeling of suffocation arose, and even the crows in the distant mountains could be heard clearly.

It was the silence before the shot.

In just an instant, the monks standing in the courtyard suddenly showed their murder weapons and fought each other. Some of the unarmed monks immediately cried for their lives, their robes stained red with blood.

And the monks who were armed with sharp weapons came and went, and fought together. The scene was extremely chaotic, and from time to time someone was hit in the vital point, and fell to the ground and died, so that he could not die again.

An Qing in the main hall let out a terrified scream, and An Guangmao covered her mouth tightly.

Dugu Qingping, who was dressed in a red python robe, looked at the chaotic scene of everyone fighting in front of him and smiled with satisfaction.

The rivers and lakes, the temples, the forces of all parties, whether it is Miao Jiang or the Black Cloud Society, which one has not planted one or two chess pieces in this Jiuda Temple?

Since the disappearance of King Valan fifteen years ago, the temple has been targeted, and there have been more and more spies disguised as monks. Now, although it still has the prestige of the Buddha temple that shocks the world, it has been ruined in it, and for the empire, the food is tasteless, and it is not hesitant to abandon it.

Dugu Qingping was personally instructed by the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty to come to Jiuda Temple to remove this group of restless monks for the empire.

Dugu Qingping came, with six subordinates and one confiner.

Although he is a eunuch, he has achieved the ultimate in this profession, with a high position and power, and he has won the trust of the emperor. But the companion is like a tiger, over the years, I don't know how many forces have secretly stationed in Jiuda Temple, this time it is very likely that he will not return, the emperor sent himself to Jiuda Temple, it is difficult to guarantee that he does not want to kill two birds with one stone, and he will represent this group of eunuch forces, and strangle it fiercely.

Although Dugu Qingping knew that this trip was dangerous, he still came. After all, the emperor's order cannot be violated. Besides, Dugu Qingping is also sure that he will clean Jiuda Temple without blood.

The most powerful source of human strength is anger, followed by fear. The chess pieces of these forces have been worried for many years, and even though they have the heart of death, they will inevitably slack off after eating fasting and reciting Buddha for many years.

And at this juncture, giving them breathless fear can easily make them kill each other.

Most of the monks in the courtyard have died, and the corpses are stacked like mountains. There were only a few or so "monks" with superb martial arts left, armed with blood-drinking blades, divided into two or three groups, attacking each other. In the previous battles, it was precisely because these people helped each other that they were able to survive until now.

It seems that these three forces will be left in the end. Although he was very curious about who the masterminds behind them were, Dugu Qingping was well aware of the truth that the more he knew, the faster he would die, and he was curious, but he would never hesitate to start.

Almost, if you push it any further, these caged birds will realize that pecking each other is a dead end, so they will break out of the cage together.

Dugu Qingping will not give them this opportunity.

He raised his hand leisurely, like a newlywed girl throwing a hydrangea, and threw Cixiao's head into the air.

This action seemed to have a strange magic, and the people who were fighting all slowed down their movements and looked at the shadow under the moon suspiciously.

Lonely Qingping whispered, "Poof." ”

Poof!

Cixiao's head exploded in mid-air like a fireflower, and blood and brains were sprinkled on the people who were fighting in the courtyard.

A crazy smile appeared in Dugu Qingping's eyes.

An Guangmao covered An Qing's eyes, but he still let her see this scene.

An Qing, who was tightly huddled in An Guangmao's arms, trembled. The young catchers around her were no better, hiding behind the merit box, and they didn't dare to come out.

An Qing let out a muffled whining sound, nervousness and fear hit her together, almost squeezing her into a pulp.

Why did the monks suddenly start fighting each other? Why did the man in the python robe have such a terrifying bad taste? What about Zhao Wu'an, where did Zhao Wu'an, who always stood in her way whenever she encountered danger, go? Did he leave with that Princess Valan, no longer caring about her life and death?

She had never looked forward to Zhao Wu'an's appearance so much. This thought was like a demonic panic, hovering repeatedly in her heart, lingering.

Outside the hospital, the waning moon is cold and the cold wind is terrifying.

It wasn't until they were drenched in the blood and brains of Ci Xiao that the spies who had been disguised as monks for many years realized what they had done.

Holding a knife that has never left his body for more than ten years, he stabbed himself into the chest of the senior brother who got along day and night.

Why is this happening?

They began to tremble and began to cover their faces. But there was also blood on their hands, and the strong smell of fish rushed into their nostrils, reminding them of what they had done.

Selling one's life for the master, naturally there is no room for regret once you embark on this road. Using all kinds of methods, passing on information that may not be of any use at all, wasting his youth, shaving his hair, lurking in this temple, living in fear.

It's just to live.

The monks covered their faces, but they couldn't hold back the tears of fear and remorse.

But this is exactly what Dugu Qingping likes to see.

He walked leisurely among the monks, and with a slight wave of his hand, the dagger in their hand burst out of his hand and plunged into the chest of the other monk, splashing a string of terrifying blood.

He placed one hand on his slightly bulging lower abdomen, and walked through the courtyard with great grace, and with his steps, the light of the knife in each person's hand also rose and fell, and he roared into the chest of the other.

When he walked to the door of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, no one stood behind Dugu Qingping except for the beautiful woman.

Dugu Qingping smiled and said: "It's really strange, hiding and not wanting to see people, is this the way we Han people are hospitable? I met a group of Varan men before, but they are more enthusiastic than you." ”

He stuck out his tongue and licked his blood-red hand. "Their blood tastes hotter. ”

Although he received the holy decree, Dugu Qingping did not intend to kill civilians indiscriminately. In the final analysis, every innocent person who dies has to kneel down to the emperor and ask for face. In the long run, Mingjun's patience will definitely be exhausted, and Dugu Qingping can get to this position, not just by relying on a second-grade cultivation.

As for the Valans who stood in the way of the mountain gate, he looked down on them. Valan has been in turmoil in the country, and has long broken off contact with the Great Song Dynasty, and now the Varan people who appear in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty must have secretly crossed the border, no matter how many they kill, it is considered to be for the country, and Dugu Qingping is not soft at all.

But after he finished saying this, someone tricked him out.

"Dead eunuch, take your life!"

"Princess!"

Dugu Qingping looked back leisurely and saw a man and a woman rushing out of the Jizo courtyard on the west side. The man is strong and average-looking, but the girl is like a hibiscus out of the water, which is quite cute.

The corners of Dugu Qingping's mouth hooked up a smile, and he simply ordered: "Let them in." ”

The two black-clothed officials who were blocking the gate of the courtyard immediately flashed to the side, making way for Duan Taoli and Yang Hujiao.

Duan Taoli rushed into the main courtyard, and wanted to go straight to Dugu Qingping in one go, but when he saw the hill-like corpse on the ground, he gasped coldly.

Dugu Qing, who was standing in the sea of corpses and blood, did not change his color, and his eyes even looked at her with undisguised obscenity and madness. He looked at the clothes on Duan Taoli's body, and said with a smile: "It's actually still a princess, and the old man has made a lot of money this time." ”

Duan Taoli was so angry that he trembled.

Zhao Wu'an and Dailou Duyun are still rivals after all, they can't sit down and talk well, and after chatting for two sentences, they fight again, and Dailou Duyun, who has the upper hand, fights and retreats, but Zhao Wu'an chases after him. Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Duan Taoli had no choice but to return to the temple first, and then think about the long term.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he was halfway through, he was dragged and hid by Yang Hujiao. At first, she didn't understand what was going on, and Yang Hujiao didn't know what was going on, but she just looked at the crowd outside, and all the monks who were supposed to rest gathered in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and she had some bad premonitions in her heart.

When the screams rang out, Duan Taoli knew that this time it was Yang Hujiao who saved his life. I didn't know the situation outside, and she didn't dare to go out rashly. Princess Valan traveled four thousand miles from south to north, and she would never risk her life for no reason when it was time to save her life.

But she heard Dugu Qingping's words.

She heard him say that the blood of the Valanites was hotter.

Duan Taoli immediately drew his dagger and rushed out of the hiding place. It would be nice if there were a few more people by his side, but Yang Hu was alone, and he really couldn't pull this princess who was as strong as an iron bull.

"I will not let my people die in vain. Duan Taoli said word by word, his eyes were full of determination, "You give me my life to pay for it." ”

Dugu Qingping was not afraid, and smiled madly: "The grasshopper shakes the tree." Do you know who I am?"

But this sentence did not scare Duan Taoli. Just like the nearly 100 volts of corpses under his feet, even though the blood was full of blood, even though the corpse mountain and sea of blood were extremely tragic, it did not scare Duan Taoli.

Duan Taoli tightly grasped the dagger with the chain and said resolutely: "I don't care who you are. You may be powerful, but I may not be able to beat you. But you killed my people. ”

"Then give me ......"

"Take your life as a pay!"