The beautiful foreign woman on the white lion had her fingers hooked on the silver bow, but she stopped there.
Her blue eyes stared at Gao Shuye without blinking, as if she wanted to see his true face behind the white jade mask.
After a long while, he finally hesitated and asked,"Who are you? You seemed to have expected me to come? You even know that my Christian name is Sha Manhua?”
"I am the City Lord of Dunhuang. Gao Shuye!"
Gao Shuye sheathed his sword and stared at the woman.
"You don't need to think to know that the Pope will send you.
All the grandmasters in the world were waiting for Emperor Taizu to die and wanted to go to Chang 'an to cause trouble.
" The Ming Cult, or rather, the Manichaeism, and the Sect of Fire are no exception. They want to set up a trap in Chang 'an.
And you can't go through Dunhuang to the Central Plains to provide support. Even Wu Mingzi has returned in defeat. The headquarters must have sent out the three saintesses, right?
What other methods does your Headmaster have?
His Majesty the Great Ancestor was still here. Could it be that he dared to come out personally now?”
After a pause, Shu Ye continued to sneer.
"Among the three Holy Maidens, Sun, Moon, and Star, Holy Maiden Susashan is the Grand Princess of Persia. When she joined the Ming Cult, she swore to protect the Ming Cult's headquarters forever.
Moon Saint Meiniya was still the godmother of the Orthodoxy in Huihe.
The one who came this time could only be the youngest Star Saintess, Sha Manhua.
Besides, you're the only one with the highest attainments in martial arts among the three saintesses.”
The woman on the white lion was obviously stunned. Unexpectedly, this person knew the cult like the back of his hand." How do you know?"”
"I know more than you can imagine.”
Young Master Shu Ye smiled and replied coldly," I know everything that happened in the beginning, middle, and end. The past, the present, and the future.”
"Nonsense, only Revered Ming has such power.”
Sha Manhua retorted. Suddenly, she was slightly surprised." The beginning, middle, and end? Eh, you also know about the two sects and the three borders, and you also understand the teachings of our Ming Cult? Who exactly are you?"
"I am Young Master Shu Ye." The white-robed young master on the city wall replied again," Shu Ye, the young master of the Dunhuang City Lord.”
"Young Master Shu Ye…Young Master Shu Ye…I've never heard of this name before.”
The woman on the white lion pondered for a moment. Suddenly, she felt her forehead throb, and her head began to ache.
Ten years ago, all her memories of Gao Shuye were sealed by the Sect Leader of Fire Worship Sect with golden needles.
The current Gao Shuye was a stranger to her.
" No," Sha Manhua finally shook her head." My kind father sent me to the east to save the people of the Central Plains who are still in trouble. Why do you have to be enemies with my Ming Cult?”
"If I don't make enemies of your Demonic Sect, will I let you go east to the Central Plains? You want to turn more innocent children into assassins in the Shuraba, and turn more ignorant people into citizens?”
Shu Ye laughed loudly, his eyes filled with anger. He raised his sword and pointed at the charred corpse on the stake.
"How many more people does the Demonic Sect want to harm? I can't wait to roast all the Demon Cult disciples on the fire! Including your 'loving father'!"
"Villain!"
Hearing Gao Shuye's words, Fang La, the leader of the Ming Cult from the Central Plains, suddenly said.
"Saintess, there's no need to say anything more to this villain. Kill him, and the disciples can naturally go east.”
As soon as he said this, the people of the Ming Cult immediately rubbed their fists.
They were all people who had been recruited into the Ming Cult recently. They just happened to take down Dunhuang City and contribute to Revered Ming.
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"Great Tang's Anxi Protector-General, Prince Zhou Li Hao has arrived.”
Shen Lang's loud voice spread throughout the city square of Dunhuang City.
Everyone was shocked when they heard the voice.
"What, Zhou Wang Li Hao?"
"Although Anxi Protector-General is a distant prince, aren't they all empty posts?”
"Wait, Zhou Wang Li Hao, is he the legendary peerless poet?”
"That's right, it's the current immortal of poetry, the master of Ci, Prince Zhou Li Hao.”
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All of a sudden, there were discussions in Dunhuang City.
Gao Shuye, who was on the city wall, and the Ming Cult members below the city wall naturally knew of Li Hao.
He had married twelve of the Great Tang's most famous beauties, and in the Great Ming Palace, his poetry had shocked the world.
Such a reputation was unparalleled in the world.
Even the current Tang Emperor, Li Shimin, might not be as good as him.
"Greetings, Protector-General Gao Shuye.”
When Gao Shuye saw Li Hao and the others, especially Mo Xiang, he was overjoyed.
It had been nearly ten years since they last met.
Li Hao nodded at Gao Shuye and suddenly smiled.""City Lord of Dunhuang City, how about we come over today to help you snatch the bride?”
Gao Shuye was stunned. He looked outside the city and smiled."Thank you, Your Highness."
In Dunhuang City, he was the only one who could be called a grandmaster.
Li Hao and the others had a total of eight people, which was only nine people.
However, the people from the Ming Cult on the opposite side included Star Saintess Sha Manhua, Elder Miaoshui of the Five Mingzi, the Central Plains 'Ming Cult's Cult Master Fang La, the Vice Cult Master Yang Dingtian, the Xiaoyao Immortals, and the Four Great Law Protectors.
In total, there were only ten of them.
But Gao Shuye didn't expect that the Ming Cult, which was struggling on its last breath, could actually pull out so many grandmasters.
If Li Hao and the others did not come, he, the city lord of Dunhuang, might have to close the city and ask for help.
"Alright, surround the area. All unrelated people, leave."
Gao Shuye waved his hand and gave the order. Five hundred soldiers moved out and surrounded the surroundings.
As for those who came to watch the show, regardless of their background, they all went into the house.
They did not care if it was their house or not.
At this moment, if he was accidentally injured, he would really not know how to cry.
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"Prince Zhou of the Great Tang, do you want to be enemies with my sect?”
Fang La, the leader of the Ming Cult of the Central Plains, snorted coldly.
"I'm Zhou Wang. Do you know what Zhou means?" Li Hao smiled.”
"What do you mean?"
Fang La asked in confusion.
"Mo Xiang, tell him what Zhou means.”
Mo Xiang stood out leisurely, a sword as black as ink hanging at her waist.
Elder Miao Shui from the Fire Worship Sect gritted her teeth when she saw him.
It was this traitor who lured the people from the Central Plains into the Great Light Palace, causing the Fire Worship Sect to suffer a great loss.
Even their Sect Leader had been severely injured by Emperor Li of the Great Tang.
If it weren't for the help of the old man in the mountains, Huo Shan, and the Arabian Prophet, the Pope might have fallen in that battle.
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