White Lotus Purity World

Although the entourage was so painful that his face was distorted and deformed, after hearing Zhao Qian's words, he held back the pain and tried to control the muscles on his face, showing an indifferent smile. He immediately spat a mouthful of bloody saliva at Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian frowned, but did not dodge, allowing the saliva to fall on his body. He just stabbed the minion in his backhand. The painful minion immediately twisted his face again, and his body was thrusting uncontrollably.

"Did you say it now? This is just the beginning!" Zhao Qian slowly pulled out the blood shadow, allowing the minion to feel the pain of the serrated teeth pulling the muscles. The minion gritted his teeth, and blood came out of his gums. I don't know if it was biting his tongue. An incomplete sound was made in his throat.

When the blood shadow was pulled out, a stream of blood immediately surged out of the wound. Although the blood shadow was not a triangular thorn, it had blood grooves and serrated teeth. The blood groove was conducive to blood bleeding. The serrated teeth destroyed muscle tissue, making the muscle unable to contract, thereby reducing blood flow.

After a long time, the follower had adapted to the pain a little, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Zhao Qian with a grim smile. "Don't think about it!"

What else Zhao Qian wanted to say, the follower's eyes suddenly burst into a fanatical look and roared: "White lotus purifies the world, all people turn over!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his follower was already ready to die and hit the wall.

As I said before, this is a dead end. Generally, the dead end is very narrow, and the same is true here. Zhao Qian didn't even have time to pull, and the stubbies that had hit the sky spirit cover collapsed, and blood mixed with white brains splattered out.

I don’t know how determined this minion has made to be so decisive.

The voices were immediately boiling nearby. After all, the entourage roared before his death, and the sound was not missing. Zhao Qian couldn't help frowning, but he was afraid that he would be discovered, so Zhao Qian did not dare to delay. After cleaning up the scene a little, he saw if there was any leftovers. Zhao Qian stomped on the wall of the dead end, but the news was on the roof after a moment.

On the roof, Zhao Chen dealt with his face and quickly took off his clothes. Of course, it was not thrown away, but put them on. Zhao Chen was in some habits in his previous life. Both sides of the clothes were of different colors, and no matter what color it was on, the inside must be black. Because black can well cover up stains and beware of hiding in a dark place.

Especially now, when the entourage was fighting and committing suicide just now, Zhao Qian was so close that he was naturally stained with a lot of blood and brain. The brain was fine, but blood would penetrate the other side of the clothes. Zhao Qian changed his clothes and fell secretly from the roof. The black clothes covered up these flaws well. Zhao Qian left as if nothing had happened, and no one noticed them along the way.

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"What! Lao Qi was killed!" The man surnamed Fu, who was tracked by Zhao Qian, stood up suddenly, looking shocked.

"This is absolutely nothing wrong! I have seen the subordinate in person at that dead end. It is indeed Lao Qi! My brain burst and I obviously died of hitting the wall. I just don't know if Lao Qi committed suicide or was silenced! Master Xiang, what should we calculate?" Another follower who Zhao Qian had seen before looked at the man surnamed Fu with a nervous look on his face.

The man surnamed Fu took a deep breath, suppressed the shock and anger in his heart, and said gritting his teeth: "I didn't expect that the person who followed us was so powerful! But since Lao Qi died as you said, it means he couldn't ask anything! Otherwise, why should he hit the wall and silence him? Wouldn't it be easy to kill him directly? Since Lao Qi committed suicide, there was no need to worry too much, and at most they would find some insignificant clues."

After just saying this, the man surnamed Fu felt a little uneasy, hesitated for a while, and added: "With that being said, in case, we still need to be more low-key during this period!"

"Yes! Just Master Xiang, don't we avenge Lao Qi?" the entourage asked unwillingly.

The man surnamed Fu's eyes shot fiercely and sneered silently. "Yi! Why not do it? Lao Qi is the one of the master of the incense, so he cannot die so unexplained! But now the wind is tight, so you can take a few capable small-scale investigations. A month later, send people to investigate! In any case, you have to find him. The most important thing is that the master of the incense is afraid that the court will notice it!"

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"Little Prince! What's going on?" As soon as Zhao Qin returned to the mansion, Cao Feiliang rushed over.

Just happened to meet Zhao Jin changing his clothes. A pungent smell of blood and blood-stained clothes silently said something. Cao Feiliang's voice trembled.

"Okay! Nothing is wrong with you! Go down!" Zhao Qian glared at Cao Feiliang with dissatisfaction.

"Little Prince, why don't you have any trouble with me? Something happened to me. Can I still be safe by myself?" Cao Feiliang couldn't help but roar.

Zhao Qian hesitated for a moment, still shook his head, unwilling to say anything.

"Does the little prince trust me so much?" Cao Feiliang became even more resentful, and now he was like a wife abandoned by her husband.

Zhao Qian said helplessly: "I'll talk to you about this later. Now I'll wash it up first!"

Cao Feiliang then got a little resentment and withdrew.

After finishing the washing, Zhao Qian told Cao Feiliang all the things about today. Finally, he asked, "Do you have a clue when the entourage called before his death?"

Cao Feiliang sat on the other side with a gloomy face, touched the short beard on his chin, and said, "Although the little prince said it in detail, it is not very useful! However, before he died, he said that the white lotus is pure in the world and the people are turning over. From this we can see that it should be a cult, and white lotus is mostly related to Buddhism, and it is probably a branch of Buddhism. In this way..."

Zhao Qian was dissatisfied. "Cao Feiliang, you guy just said that I don't trust you, you are giggling! Now that I've told you about it, why are you hilarious again?"

Cao Feiliang did not refute, but said with a serious expression: "I have a guess, but this matter is too much, so I dare not make a conclusion!"

Zhao Qian said disrespectfully: "You don't have to make a conclusion, just say what you think!"

"I'm afraid it's Maitreya Sect!" Cao Feiliang said in a deep voice.

"Maitreya Cult? What is it?" Zhao Qin was not very familiar with history, but he felt that this sect seemed to be a little familiar. He had just heard or read it there, but Zhao Qin couldn't remember it clearly.

Cao Feiliang thought for a while before saying, "I don't remember the details clearly, and I'm afraid I will go back to the mansion to read books."
Chapter completed!