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Chapter 038 Like Father, Like Son (1)(2/2)

The evil light of the scimitar flashed past. Every time it passed by, it brought up a piece of blood.

The smooth walls were soon spattered with blood, everywhere.

In the main hall, an Islamic master was being besieged by several white figures. The sound of swords clashing was continuous.

"You devils!"

The sword flashed across his shoulder. His clothes were torn immediately, and blood dripped. He returned the sword and fought back the attacker. The middle-aged man with a big beard looked at the faces of the man and woman who had vaguely surrounded him in front of him with pain and hatred on his face.

Ferociously, he cursed: "You will definitely be thrown into hell by Allah..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw one of them's robe flying, and a string of iron chains came out, directly wrapping the middle-aged man's arm. Not only that, the other person standing behind also took action at the same time, and the iron chains flew away.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man was in the chain formation.

"This is!"

He raised his head and looked at the iron chains. The astonished man looked back again and saw several flashes of knife light flashing before his eyes. Suddenly, as the iron columns were pulled, there was a sound like tearing rags, and blood was splashed everywhere. His whole body was like that.

It was torn apart, and the body parts fell to the ground.

"Mission accomplished!"

He slowly put on his hood and wiped the blood on a scimitar with the white handkerchief in his hand. The leading man nodded and said with satisfaction: "The irrelevant people here have been dealt with. As my instructor,

It should be enough to be the vanguard back to the Central Plains!"

"twice!"

"We were all kicked out of the Central Plains!"

"Now, with the wind dragging Mongolia, it is time for our religion to return to the Central Plains!"

"Get ready and wait for the leader to arrive!"

Having said this, the man's eyes hidden under his hood fell on the bright sunshine outside. He tilted his head, said "Alice", and then walked out of the door with the others.

And on the side.

It was a girl wearing a white robe, also covered by a hood, holding a torch, raising her head, smiling softly, throwing the blazing torch directly on the expensive blanket, and with the already prepared

In an instant, the fire spread.

After a while, the mosque was enveloped in raging fire and burned to the ground.

While hunting in white clothes, the fire behind him seemed to be shining like a holy fire.
Chapter completed!
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