At the same time, the sound of footsteps rushed out, and a large number of female monks from the Hinayana Buddhist sect surrounded Zhou Jian with a bad expression.

Zhou Jian took a look and felt a little shocked. Women were like commodities in the Western Regions, but Wuyang has reached this point as a woman, and there are basically female monks under his hands.

"Do you want to talk to me? What are you?" Wuyang's phoenix eyes showed a hint of contempt. He stood under the golden Buddha statue and looked down on Zhou Jian with a bad temper.

Zhou Jian twitched the corner of his mouth and secretly cursed the old witch, "You dare to talk to me like this!"

"It is a death sentence for you to stop me! Take it down!" The female monk Wuyang looked at Zhou Jian and shouted, not taking it seriously at all. Because she was in a bad mood at the Zen Yin Conference, she had no good face at all, so she had no good face at all because of the Zen Yin Conference.

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"Yes!" A large number of female monks rushed forward.

Zhou Jian said first: "If you want to be annexed by Mount Mani and Tibetan Buddha, and want to be ridden on your head, then you can do it."

As he said that, he opened his hands and signaled that he could do whatever he wanted.

This sentence undoubtedly penetrated the heart of the Wuyang female monk, who was distressed by this matter!

"Wait!" She spoke, looking at Zhou Jian again with her eyes.

Suddenly, all the female monks' movements stopped and they took three steps back.

Seeing this, Zhou Jian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of vigor in his heart, and his clenched fists were sweating slightly. Now he was dancing on the tip of the knife, but there was no way, he had to bet!

"Come in!" The female monk Wuyang waved. After being in a high position for a long time, the tone of commanding others seemed a little lazy.

But then, her words made the murderous intent emerge: "You'd better give me a satisfactory following, otherwise, I'll let you know what life is, no, like, death!"

She was ruthless and ruthless!

Zhou Jian was so angry that he was a female monk in Wuyang who was arrogant and wanted to kill someone if he had a disagreement.

He stepped in without hesitation.

The female monk Wuyang scrutinized the phoenix eyes and a hint of surprise flashed through the eyes. This man was not afraid of himself, and even so calm. Who was he?

Not only did she have this question, but the entire Hinayana Holy School has a whole question.

After Zhou Jian entered, he immediately gave Tu Li a warning look, telling him not to talk nonsense, and then looked at the female monk in Wuyang from a close distance. He was indeed charming and majestic, and he was very familiar. Unfortunately, he was a female monk.

"Today's Zen Yin Conference, Huba and Lu Zhen joined forces to make you a move. As far as I know, you have been plotted by them for a long time."

"They coerced and tempted, and a large number of tribes have surrendered. The Hinayana Holy Sect is now in an embarrassing situation. The incense is weak. After the Nile ceremony, you will become the biggest loser. The division of interests and the formation of the army are probably not the turn.

You, over time, you will be completely abandoned.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Wuyang female monk's face changed drastically, his eyes were sharp, and he shouted: "Who are you?!"

"How do you know about forming an army!"

She quickly pinched Zhou Jian's throat with one hand. Zhou Jian could have dodged, but he didn't. Instead, he said calmly: "You don't have to worry about who I am, but I am the only person who can help you."

"You help me? You're so confident." Wuyang sneered, and then asked fiercely: "Are you saying it or not!"
Chapter completed!