Chapter 16 Kunlun trip

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Along the Tianshan Mountains, from Aksu to the west for more than 200 kilometers, to Sanchakou and then to the south for more than 10 kilometers, a grotesque mountain will emerge, surrounded by a vast expanse of Ma Pingchuan at the foot of the mountain. These mountains are like a big bird’s mouth and throw a seed into the ground, and then they grow into mountains, guarding their feet independently. This is the intersection of the end of Tianshan Mountain and the head of West Kunlun Mountain.
Tumushuke, the youngest city in the Tianlong Federation, which passes by about six mountains, stands in front of us like a piece of jade embedded in this mountain community. "Tumushuke" means "protruding a corner" in Uighur Chinese.
About 3,400 years ago, the Serbs established a tribe here-the Silk Road town of Shengtang, where the Western Han Dynasty became the seat of the Weitou State in 36 countries. It created economic, cultural and religious glories. The former prosperity of the Qing Dynasty was no longer replaced by the desolation of the Gobi and the vast forest of wasteland. Xu Kan passed by southern Xinjiang and "rested for three days in a strong wind"-looking at the vast wilderness, he wrote poems "but it was embroidered into thousands of hectares". Today, Li Wei, an old man who is dedicated to the historical research of Tumushuke, blurted out the poem "Tumushuke started from the new city to recall Lin Gongfeng’s car dealership;" The wind and sand are long, and the dreams of embroidered ridges come true. "
Tumxuk’s administrative area of 1,900 square kilometers is surrounded by first-class and second-class border trading ports of countries such as Turgat and Hongqilafu, and five are strategic passages for Tianlong Federation to lead to the Middle East and Central Asia.
After flying directly from Jinlong City to Urumqi, Zong Ming, Lena and Fiya came to the latest Xingcheng city of Tianlong Federation by three turns.
Zong Ming is not in a hurry to find happiness and misfortune. He wants to take this opportunity to get to know the cities in the Uygur Autonomous Region. At present, the East Turkistan activities in the Uygur Autonomous Region are very rampant. Zong Ming has always wanted to find an opportunity to crack down on a group of people who are trying to split the Tianlong Federation. Tumushuk is an East Turkistan organization that attaches great importance to a city. Because Tumushuk was founded not long ago, the federal management mechanism is not perfect in many aspects, which gives these East Turkistan groups the opportunity to strengthen and develop their power and base areas.
Zong Ming agrees with the view that "if you are not my race, your heart will be different", but he doesn’t mind at all if you have the opportunity to kill hundreds of East Turkistan practitioners and cultivate your own magic spirit before meeting Xiaoyao Zongren.
Walking in the center street of Tumushuke, Zong Ming said to Fiya, "Tumushuke has a good geographical position. Why have I never heard too much information about this city before? It has a very important strategic position to enter the Middle East, but the Middle East is the biggest ammunition-consuming area in the world. How can we ignore this important passage? I must let Heiri invest here to grasp the world of Tumushuke."
Fiya nodded her head and agreed, saying, "Before the skyscraper, we paid little attention to the development of the Uygur Autonomous Region. Our eyes were fixed on the international market and the lack of attention to the development of the western region in the eastern and southern parts of Tianlong continent. Now it seems that the East Turkistan organization has really neglected this market. It seems that the environment here is really suitable for the development forces."
Lena mused, "the development of an organization is inseparable from talents. The East Turkistan organization can grow so strong that it is not universal among them. This is the site of Xiaoyao Sect. Do you think it is possible for a younger brother of Xiaoyao Sect to covet worldly wealth and secretly support the East Turkistan organization? Isn’t there a Yin clan helping the Haitian delegation in the dark? "
Zong meditated and thought, "It’s not impossible that things are unpredictable. If so, I really found an excuse to get rid of the roots of Xiaoyao Zonglian."
Fiya then asked, "We have never been to the West Kunlun and we don’t know where the Xiaoyao Zongshanmen is. The West Kunlun Mountain is so big that we can’t look for it one mountain at a time, can we?" Wrong novel network many words "
Zong Ming said with confidence, "I don’t have the luxury to look for it over the mountains. It’s so close to the West Kunlun Mountain, and there must be a lot of East Turkistan here. If I am here to kill the East Turkistan organization, if there are any free and unfettered disciples behind it, I can draw them out. If I don’t believe it, the free and unfettered sects can also follow us according to the strong dark atmosphere we exude. Because those so-called decent sects are arrogant, they won’t tolerate the demon sects running around their mountain gates."
Lena said cautiously, "Do you know anything about Xiaoyao Sect?" Wrong novel network does not skip words.
Zong Ming shook his head and said, "I heard from Yin Hai that there is such a sect of repairing the truth that there are free and unfettered cases. I don’t know the facts, and I don’t need to know them because it doesn’t matter. Didn’t we compete with that guy called Qing Xu? You almost criticized him for wanting to be free and unfettered. Otherwise, we don’t need to look for help everywhere."
Fiya smiled and said, "Monty patriarch’s personal expedition is not invincible, and it is no problem for me and Rena to come."
Zong Ming smiled proudly. "Of course, we had doubts about our own strength."
In this way, the three of them were talking and laughing all the way in Tumushuk Street, and almost all the pedestrians were Uighurs. They seemed to have never seen a Han Chinese along the way.
At the beginning of the night, when the lights were on fire, they came to a hotel named West Kunlun Hotel.
This is a star-rated hotel with a considerable scale, with more than 20 floors built according to modern architectural style. There are not many pedestrians in the square in front of the hotel. There are groups of Uighurs dressed up in groups of three, pointing at Zongming three people in their respective fields.
Zong Ming, they don’t understand those guys’ words because they have a problem with Uighur dialect in Uygur Autonomous Region.
Just as Zong Ming and his three men were about to walk to the hotel gate, three Uighurs who looked a little rascally came over and stopped Zong Ming and his party.
These three Uighur hooligans all have long daggers in their belts. A Uighur guy said to Zong Ming in blunt Chinese while picking his teeth with a toothpick. "Are you Han Chinese?"
Zong Ming replied faintly, "I am a Han Chinese. Is there a problem?" Wrong novel network does not skip words.
The Uighur guy said contemptuously, "Han Chinese are not welcome here. If you leave two beautiful women around you to make our brothers happy, I will consider letting you leave the city alive."
Zong Ming deliberately pretended to be taken aback and asked, "Do I have to keep my date to leave this city alive?"
The Uighur guy spat with a strange smile and said, "Because we hate Han people in East Turkestan, you Han people have occupied our land, and we will drive you all away and kill them all."
Zong Ming did Sarah laugh and didn’t waste kung fu or play dumb. "Isn’t this a Tianlong federal territory? Where is East Turkestan? Is that a thing? "
The East Turkestan was furious. "Mom, you damn Han Chinese dare to say that our sacred East Turkestan is a big uncle. I want your life!"
With that, his body rushed forward, his fists were divided into two points, and he hit a combination punch. At the same time, his right leg kicked and suddenly tripped, and Zong Ming’s feet moved quite sharply.
Zong Ming’s face "color" sank with a sneer. A tall body didn’t move at all. The slender right arm longed for the bullet and threw it at the other side of the East Turkistan, but it was faster than before the East Turkistan offensive.
The East Turkistan was surprised and exclaimed. Suddenly, it turned to the left hand and buckled Zongming’s right wrist pulse. Zongming snorted coldly. The elbow sank suddenly, but it was strange to buckle the left shoulder blade of the East Turkistan in an instant.
As Zongming waved his right hand, there was a crisp bone fracture sound at the left scapula of the East Turkistan, and the whole person was thrown out by Zongming nearly three meters away and slammed to the ground.
After the East Turkistan fell to the ground, he was in tears, but Uighur words shouted in his mouth.
When the Uighurs around the square heard the name of the East Turkistan, they all set aside daggers and broadswords, and Zongming surrounded them from all directions.
There is a thin figure in the crowd, like a ghost, and it seems to be "shooting", but the day everyone would fly has not yet reached the line, and the cold light has suddenly cut into Zongming’s throat. Anyone can see that this is a very vicious throat-sealing knife. It seems that the Uighur people are strong and martial arts.
Zong Ming’s figure, Li Zhuo, didn’t move as if he hadn’t seen it. He waited until the tip of the dagger was separated by luxury. His throat was still three centimeters away. His left fist suddenly hit the opponent’s dagger. The thin figure suddenly retreated, but Zong Ming hit the dagger with his left fist, but in the same movement, it almost hit the right chest of the Uighur with good skills in no particular order
The thin Uighur population gave out a kind of screaming sound like a teenager. The bright red blood "liquid" kept flowing out of his mouth, and he could see clearly that it was a Uighur teenager who was at most sixteen years old when he fell to the ground.
At this time, three Uighurs suddenly pounced on Zongming Zongminggen with knives, and there was no pity. His fists were waving quickly, while the three Uighurs screamed and flew out in three directions almost at the same time, and then they lay flat on the ground at the same time. From their falling sternum, it can be seen that these three guys are also run.
These four Uighurs were killed by Zongming’s fist in less than three seconds, which shocked other Uighurs. They could hardly believe that their eyes could not bear the fact that the lesson was so fast? So soon? When they haven’t even turned their minds around, they have a result, and they are divided into life and death. Moreover, four of them are best players who have practiced Sanda and Wushu.
Zong Ming had a childish smile on his face. He said gently, "Will there be another death? I promise it will be a punch and a happy death. Why? I’m afraid, but I’m not satisfied. Is this the strength of the East Turkistan? That’s too bad. If you want to call for help, I’ll definitely give it to you. I’ll wait here, but if you don’t hurry, you can come to this hotel to find me. I promise to spend the night here tonight. Of course, I hope that when you come again, there will be a few guys who have a table top. If even children are sent to die, you won’t come for nothing. Of course, I won’t mind killing more East Turkistan separatists. Although it won
Zong Ming was in Kan Kan, and said that he didn’t know whether all these people could understand it, but he believed that there would always be several Uighurs who could understand Chinese.
A Uighur man of about forty years old came out of the crowd. This guy’s Zhang Chou face has been twisted into a long one. He has a pair of strange eyes, and his lips are so fast that he is hoarse and dry that he seems to tuck a handful of sand into his voice and ask, "Are you … Are you from?"
Zong Ming smiled and said, "Now someone finally remembers to ask me if I’m human, but it’s not too late. Can you tell me your name, ugly guy?" Wrong novel network does not skip words.
Swallowed his mouth and spat at this ugly middle-aged Uighur man. He said in horror, "If you are not satisfied, we … will invite someone to pick you up. You are not satisfied for too long."
Zong Ming smiled and said, "If you hit a child, you are not afraid of adults not coming out. The ugly guy doesn’t need you. Please be honest, I will leave one for the person who has just had a knife, so that he can see the sun rising in the east. Lena Faya, you can leave this ugly guy when you start work. Forget it. Everyone else will be killed."
Lena and Fiya rushed into the flock like two fierce lionesses, waving several black and red flames around with their hands. When the eyes and pupils of those Uighurs holding sharp weapons were covered with the communication black and red brilliance, their bodies were surrounded by the hot black flame, and no one screamed. Nearly twenty Uighurs turned into black skeletons in less than two blinks.
The death breath permeates the square for a long time, which is a horror scene created by the "dark inflammation" of the intermediate magic in dark magic.
The only one alive is the ugly Uighurs’ face "color" and blue. "You demons, we East Turkestan warriors will never let you go, and our great god will let you go to hell …"
Hearing this Uighur’s words, Zong Ming’s eyes shone with two eyes and said coldly, "Where is your great god?"
The ugly Uighur’s eyes became dull and he could not help but say, "Our great god is the patron saint of West Kunlun Mountain and our patron saint of East Turkestan."
Zong Ming continued to ask, "Does your great god have a spokesman or an apostle in Tumushuk?"
"The elder of Tarim is our Tumushuk envoy."
"Where is he now?"
"Practice in the Kramer Temple in the west of the city"
"Your horse went to call him and said that there are demons here who are wantonly killing. Please ask God to make adults come and get rid of the demons."
Ugly Uighurs turned around and ran away
Looking at the Uighur man leaving quickly, Zongming’s face "dew" gave a smile. She said to Lena and Fiya, "It seems that we may win a lottery. There is really a free and unfettered disciple here. If I expect that Tarim must be a free and unfettered Uighur brother."
Lena smiled and said, "I wish he were like this. We will save a lot of things."
Fiya said thoughtfully, "When that Talimuk comes, we can’t kill him like we did with Qing Xu. We must leave him alive. We have to get information from him about Yu Xiaoyao Sect."
At this time, there was no one around, and there were a few bold people at the entrance of the lobby of the West Kunlun Hotel, where those soft-on-terror peeped into the square.
Zong Ming’s hands gave off a mass of black gas, and soon the black gas covered the bodies and bones in the square. When the black gas dissipated, the ground in the square became very clean, and there was no body left. Zong Ming’s monty gas decomposed the bodies and bones into ashes.