If it weren't for the presiding master of the temple to take her in, she would have been found and killed by Chongmenzheng.
Unexpectedly, Chongmen was so frustrated, and even the people who helped her had to be killed one by one, which is indeed a true portrayal of his rigorous and vicious temperament.
Chongmen Jue looked at the Cining Temple where the flames rose to the sky, even though he had seen countless hells on earth, but it was the first time he had seen it in the temple.
This is a monk with a pure heart and few desires, and this should not be the end.
"Master, they're coming!"
Chang Ling's voice was very cold in the wails one after another, and the screams of those monks who were scorched by the fire and miserable, this night was thrilling.
In an instant, dozens of black-clothed people jumped out of the billowing white smoke and flames, surrounding them.
Those people were dressed in black and wore white bull-headed and horse-faced masks, and in this night of slaughter, they looked particularly terrifying and strange, like messengers from hell.
The crowd is crowded, their division of labor is very clear, one person holds a silver hook with iron rope in his hand, throws it, several people pull in different directions, can split the person.
Part of the hands held sharp scimitars, the blades of which protruded.
It was a sharp blade that could quickly cut off a person's head.
There are also people holding halberds, which are weapons that admire the iron lock and silver hook, as long as the person is hooked by the silver hook, this halberd can lock on to the target and quickly stab out, and put people to death at a long distance.
In this way, you can kill your opponent quickly and accurately.
This is a unified and orderly mode of warfare that can only be achieved by a well-trained army, and such an army has very powerful combat skills and terrifying means of killing.
The black-clothed man in a strange mask seemed to have suddenly emerged from the ground, bending over as if he were dancing a dance of death, circling the three of them.
There were no less than ten layers of people inside and out, and they surrounded them.
It's hard to escape.
Shen Rou had never seen such a formation, she only knew that the main official of the heavy gate worshiped General Sima, but she never knew the means and style of this man to train the army.
At least never saw it.
When I saw it now, I was shocked.
It's no wonder that a shameless villain like Chongmen Zheng has done so many bad things, and he can still stand tall in the court, he does have his own ability.
At least, the army under his command was the top army of Southern Qin.
The name of General Sima was not taken for nothing.
"The heavy gate is just the right means, and the army was actually called, these are all elite soldiers!"
Chang Ling glanced at it, even though those people were wearing masks and wrapping themselves tightly.
But judging from their position and formation, these people are from the army.
One by one, they are all top martial arts.
Shen Rou's face was not bloodless at all, and she looked up at Chongmen.
The man was dressed in black and heavy clothes, surrounded by the man in black, and the firelight flew through the small fragments of firelight, rolling down from the black and silent sky, he was arrogant and cold in the fire of heaven and earth.
The Frost King, who was so high on the throne, was now alone, and he was afraid that in a situation like tonight, it would be difficult for him to get out of the situation.
Her heart was in pain.
Holding the hand of the heavy door, the words were like crying blood: "Little Fourteen, you must get out alive, remember my words, no matter what, you must protect the four children!"
” This is the last word!