The white light is coming, and it is too late for the female warrior to come to the rescue.

The old man did not change his expression, and he raised the furnace in his hand, but as if he was making a meteor hammer, he slammed down on the white ray!

With a bang, the white light had been deflected by Old Man Iben's furnace-version of the meteor hammer, and went straight into the wall, leaving a hole several inches deep, which looked extremely sinister.

This change came too quickly, or the fire demon was more flexible, and muttered to himself: "This is a demon qi arrow based on Gengjin essence, why, there are monsters who follow that official without opening their eyes?"

The old man Ibn held the furnace and ignored the fire demon, only looked at the female warrior and said, "Miss Su, I know that you have a lot of magical ointments on you, and they can be used on the wounded more quickly than prayers. This patient, please bother more. ”

"Huh?" In response, the female warrior looked like she didn't understand, grabbed Ren Chonghao's head with one hand and turned around: "Old man, do you mean this guy? Just now, his vocal cords have been made out of shape, even if you pour him a healing potion, he will be cured of a mute who can't speak, do you really want to save it?"

"Naturally, it must be saved," said the old man in a cold voice, turning around with his hand on the furnace, "As for letting the mutes speak, in the days of kings, the prophets showed miracles to the people through the one and only Lord of the Prophets. Miss Su, don't you believe that the Supreme True Lord can turn miracles into ordinary things?"

"Whatever, whatever. With a nonchalant wave of her hand, the warrior pulled out a pale green potion from the skin at her waist. Under the candlelight, the potion in the crystal bottle was gently frothy, looking like boiled bitter bile.

Seeing that the female warrior took out the potion, the old man Ibn didn't intend to stay here and waste his time, nodded and turned to leave. The fire demon still turned into a green flame and shrank into the furnace that the old man held in his hand.

The combination of the priest and the demon was about to leave, and the female warrior added after being caught off guard: "The fire ball, the cost of this potion, remember to report it in the bill, and find your lord to settle it together." ”

This little trick couldn't make the old man Iben, who was accustomed to seeing the storms of the world, react, only the fire demon who was shrinking in the furnace couldn't help but become indignant: "This woman is simply a dead person who wants money! If it weren't for the fact that her martial arts are very peculiar, and the Lord gave her the status of a guest secretary, in front of me, how can she have no room for big or small!"

The old man Ibn didn't pay any attention to the fire demon's complaints, and he walked all the way out of Ren's mansion towards the Great Worship Temple. In the darkness of the night, the Great Imar slowly walked into the Great Chapel like an ominous ghost.

Standing in front of the fire altar, the fire demon immediately jumped into the red willow charcoal fire that burned all year round on the altar and rolled in satisfaction.

The old man Ibn did not look at the fire demon, but focused his gaze on the vault of the mosque, as if to see through it to the heavens: "Move faster." ”

The fire demon squinted at the old man Ibn and said in his heart what kind of nonsense was this half-cut old man talking about? But as a demon sent by a certain big man, cooperating with this old man was the first part of the task, so he listened patiently.

"I'm a Hu, but my mother family is a Qiang. The emperor of the Han Dynasty originally conscripted Qiang Hu to join the army, so he first rebelled against Qiang and burned Dangqiang, and killed into the Han land. It's a pity that they were too loose when they were Qiang, the Han people bought the leaders and intimidated the small tribes, and the army soon became a small group of horse thieves, and they were not opponents in front of the Han army. Among the officials of the Han people, although there are idiots like Ren Chonghao, there are also more smart people. They knew that in this place in the Western Regions, money and cattle and sheep could not buy peace and respect, and swords and rhubarb crossbows were the confidence to speak. ”

Great Imar pondered for a moment and continued: "At that time, the captain of the Qiang Protector was called Ma Xian. The Ma family in Liangzhou always has many characters that make the Hu and Qiang people hate, fear and respect. It's a pity that although he defeated many Qianghu tribes, he also died at the hands of Burning Dangqiang. However, it seems that among the Han officials, there are also many guys like Ma Xian who are not afraid of death, and they also understand the truth that Ma Xian understood at the beginning. ”

Great Imar lowered his head, looked at the fire altar, and said, "The Qianghu tribes, even if they can fight well, are always inferior to the Han army. But then it was different, and the saints came here from the west. The Qiang people and the Hu people must speak the same words, recite the same scriptures, and worship the same master, then they will no longer be a tribe that will be bought and intimidated by the Han people, but an army organized by our Imar!"

"Soon, there will be no more Han people in Liangzhou and the Western Regions, and there will be no more people who believe in shamans, worship eagles, regard swans and wolves as ancestors, and shave their heads to worship the Buddha. There is only one language, one faith, one new great tribe, one nation - the Holy One tells us that it is the Holy Land promised by the Prophet, the earthly kingdom ruled by the Holy Mahdi!"

Listening to the words of the Great Imar, who gradually became frenzied, the fire demon's facial features wrinkled, and interrupted him loudly: "Don't talk about anything else, humanitarian changes are not the focus of our attention. There is only one point, the lord of my family, but what kind of archangel is your saint who has personally sealed it, after you establish the country, you must also establish the lord with the status of Dongyue. It's just that before the Lord has probed the Taiyi Purple House and returned, you should not act rashly. ”

Old man Ibn glanced at the fire demon and smiled contemptuously: "Such a big thing, of course, has to wait for your lord to succeed. However, before that, this newcomer Wei Zhi must be judged and sanctioned. You and your brothers should be very skilled at this kind of thing. ”

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Just after the old man Ibn left, Ren Chonghao was still lying miserably on the door panel. Ren Dapengshi, who had already been beaten to a deep coma, could only let a rough female warrior and a necromancer who was afraid of touching corpses more than the living.

"This guy doesn't have any traces of fire magic or anything, it's just physical damage, and it seems that this troll guardian potion can be used on him. ”

casually inserted the potion bottle into Ren Chonghao's mouth, and the female warrior hugged her arms and pulled a trace of sideburns hanging from her ear regretfully: "Working for this group of cultists is becoming more and more boring, and the danger is getting higher and higher." Xiao Gu, you say, shouldn't we find an opportunity to change jobs?"