Chapter 352: The Enemy Meets

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A few days later, Amritsar Sikh holy land, Moyan Yatta and others finally arrived after five days, if it weren't for the fact that Sindel had to shout all the way along the way for sightseeing, I am afraid that with modern means of transportation, it would be a matter of several hours to reach Amritsar from Andaman to Amritsar, after all, as long as it is not a pure sense of walking, the earth is almost negligible in terms of the expansion of the human universe. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.infoβ•”β•—

According to the rules, several people are ready to go to the special sign-in place to identify themselves, and then someone in the teaching will naturally come forward to arrange for a group of contestants to settle in the attic specially prepared for them, in order to arrange and manage the convenience of the contestants. β•”β•—But just when a few people swaggered across the mortal city of Amritsar and rushed towards the direction of the Sikh holy city ban, in a dark room in an inn, a dark figure suddenly opened a pair of unusually gloomy eyes as if sensing something, and the excited emotions couldn't be calmed for a long time, "Little thing, finally let me wait for you." "It turned out that this person was the Houthi who was cultivated in the middle of the infant by the father of the Islamic monk Hasayam, who was killed by Mo Yan and Yata together.

In the past six months, several avatars of the Houthis have been hiding and lurking in this Amritsar city, although they know the vast sea of people, looking for Yata's whereabouts is like looking for a needle in a haystack, but after all, his son's blood feud, the old guy's obsession is really deep, and he stayed for half a year, tirelessly squatting day and night, and finally the blind cat still ran into a dead mouse. β•”β•— On the morning of this day, as soon as Yata and the others entered Amritsar City, they really let the Houthis arrest him.

Anxious and vengeful, Housthis immediately rushed out like the wind and ran in the direction of several people after learning the news of Yata and others. The calculation is to capture the thief Yatta in one fell swoop, and go back to slowly refine his soul. β•”β•— "The early stage of infant training?" Hussey looked at Dihar in a hesitant hesitation. After all, once a blow misses, let the other party have a defense, and then I am afraid that it will be really troublesome, and undoubtedly in Housthis's view, this Dihar is the biggest variable, although his mana is far superior to him, but after all, they are all infant monks, once the other party is ruthless to protect a person in a short period of time, I am afraid that he really has no way to win by surprise, after all, this is the headquarters of Sikhism, and it is better to be careful and cautious as an Islamist. One wrong step in the province, one wrong step, don't take revenge, don't take revenge, and lose your life in vain.

"Who?" Mo Yan and Dihar scolded almost in unison, after all, even if the aura of Houthi's monstrous hatred was well hidden, but after all, the distance between the two sides was really too close, and they were stared at by a cold snake-like spiritual sense, Mo Yan and Dihar couldn't help but sense a smell of danger even if they deceived themselves again. β•”β•— When Mo Yan also leaned towards a certain position in the back, Dihar's surprise in his heart at this time was even worse than when he first saw Mo Yan, "I still underestimated this son"

After hearing the abrupt warning of Mo Yan and the others, Yatu and the others who were walking in front also looked around vigilantly. β•”β•— "What's wrong with Uncle Dihar, is it the breath released by the elders in the city to probe everyone passing by?" "After all, it is a holy city, and the security measures must be much stricter, and it is not an exaggeration for Xin Daier to think so, "No, miss, this person is very bad, I feel a sense of murderous intent, Mo Daoyou, I don't know what you feel?" "Back to the seniors, the juniors feel the same as you, this person is mostly for us" "Ao? "Well, Fellow Atta, I'm afraid you and I will be in trouble!" Mo Yan said solemnly to Yata with a solemn expression.

"You mean?" Mo Yan didn't say, but the meaning of the words was completely understood by Yata as soon as she heard it, who else could let the two of them share the trouble except for the father of Hasayam who they killed, Hous. "Well, I just felt an aura exactly like that incarnation, and the killing intent coming out of it is very strong, so we should be careful. After speaking, Mo Yan turned his gaze to Xin Dai'er, who looked puzzled. "Could it really be the elder of the Islamic monk you killed who came to seek revenge?" Brother Mo, are you sure you are not wrong?" asked Xin Dai'er, still incredulous. "Well, let's not hide it, Mo was chased and killed by that incarnation for a long time that day, so this breath can't be forgotten. "Brother Mo, don't worry, I'll go back and tell my father, let's go, let's go" After speaking, Xin Dai'er pulled Yatta like a puppy whose tail had been trampled on, and she was anxious for a while, and hurriedly rushed in the direction of the Holy City's prohibition.

"Well, has it been discovered? Careless! I really can't imagine that a mere monk can find out about the existence of the old man, wait, it's him! I said how did I see it there, it turned out to be this Chinese boy, I can't say that my son was the one who helped to kill him, boy, you wait, the old man will never let you go even if he kills you by mistake this time. Hussey, who was spotted by Mo Yan and the others, disappeared within the sensing range of the two of them in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was already in a corner of a dark street a kilometer away.

At first, HusΓ© was really surprised by Mo Yan's excellent performance that was almost equal to Dihar's, but after thinking about it, when he searched for the soul of the servant of the Treasure Pavilion, Mo Yan's figure also flashed in his mind, and when he thought about it, the truth of the matter was also guessed by him** It's not far from ten, the day of his son's accident is such a coincidence, this Chinese monk also happened to be present in the Treasure Building, and his own cultivation is probably not weaker than the early Pei Infant monk who rushed together, I am afraid that his incarnation was really killed by this Chinese boy. After figuring it out, Houthi was not in a hurry, after all, the goal had been determined, and everything was just a matter of carefully arranging a ruthless attack after the secret meeting in the evening.

"Brother Mo, didn't you kill the avatar of him that day? It stands to reason that everything should have disappeared, why did he still find it today?" "Fellow Ota Daoist, there are not a few people in the Treasure Building who saw you having an argument with this Hasayam that day, don't forget, this Houthi is a monk in the middle of the infant training stage, if you want to catch some little monks unknowingly, it is not a matter of being able to catch your hands on it. "What should I do now?" "She" Mo Yan said, pointing to Xin Dai'er with an anxious face in front of her.