"Xiao Wu, Wan Ling, take Pillai as a hostage." Originally, Peng Zhan wanted to hold Pillai hostage, but with Chu Qingyao on his back, he would definitely not be able to kill the enemy with two people at the same time.
When Cheng Wanling heard Peng Zhan's words, she couldn't help but frown. The fat man like a hill immediately appeared in her mind, and she immediately moved her fingers towards Pillai who was desperately crawling into the corner without hesitation.
Pillai originally lay motionless on the ground and pretended to be dead, because without vision, moving was tantamount to courting death.
When he heard that Peng Zhan was going to take him as a hostage, he was shocked and quickly crawled towards the corner using his hands and feet.
Suddenly, he had an ominous premonition, and he immediately roared and jumped forward a distance. The force that was originally directed at the neck was directly slashed at his waist, and his body was cut into two pieces.
"Ah, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Cheng Wanling asked Peng Zhan pretending to be surprised after killing Pillai.
Peng Zhan was startled and suddenly had an ominous premonition. He quickly asked: "What do you mean by this?"
"I have already killed him!" Cheng Wanling said in a tone full of regret.
"He was the general of the Elephant Kingdom, and you actually killed him?" Peng Zhan said very speechlessly. Their purpose was to save Chu Qingyao, and there was no need to get into an incompatible situation with the Elephant Kingdom's military.
As long as Pillai can be controlled in his own hands, he will still have the capital to negotiate with the Elephant Country military. Now that Pillai has been killed, the Elephant Country military will definitely fight them to death.
"The bad guy must die!" Cheng Wanling said confidently.
In fact, she had no intention of killing Pillai. After all, it was much more interesting to kill those lively special forces personnel than that bulky guy.
But when she heard that Peng Zhan actually asked her to take that bulky guy as a hostage, she couldn't help but think, wouldn't carrying that guy along the way delay her from killing the bad guy?
But she was embarrassed to reject Peng Zhan's plan directly, so she had to kill Pillai once and for all, because Peng Zhan wouldn't use a dead man as a hostage, right?
Peng Zhan was certain that once the Elephant Kingdom military determined that Pillai had been killed, they would most likely launch missiles to directly destroy the palace due to their urine. Those bastards didn't care about protecting the relics of human civilization.
After Shangguan Piaoxue heard the news that Pillai had been killed, her heart became tight. She had to say loudly: "Rush out quickly, we can't let them trap us here."
But in fact, the military has already completed the siege of the Ladakh Palace, and even the Buddhist hall has been completely occupied by them.
They didn't care about the Buddhist temple's no-killing rules. Compared to the Blood Eagle group, they were more unscrupulous. They drove the monks out, ambush snipers everywhere in the temple, and waited for Peng Zhan and them to come.
The monks who were driven out did not go far. They stood on the city wall full of traces of time, and kept chanting scriptures. Several of them were directly blown away by military shells, but the rest remained unmoved. .
Directly under the Lion Gate, a monk wearing a tattered cassock sat cross-legged. His feet were bare, and his ridiculously long feet were covered with thick calluses. From the holes in the cassock, full of The scarred skin is a standard ascetic.
The cultivators of the Dragon Kingdom, the ninjas of the Island Kingdom, the knights of the West, and the ascetics of the Elephant Kingdom, these are relatively advanced and ultimate personal pursuits derived from different cultures.
They are often a symbol of culture or even civilization, but they are more of a way of practice and have no necessary connection with right and wrong.
Ascetics inflict all kinds of suffering and pain on their bodies to achieve a state of transcendence. In the Elephant Country, you can often see people setting up a tall wooden stake in the busy city, and the ascetic is on that wooden stake. I meditate at the top of my body for ten days and a half.
During this time, they do not eat or drink, experiencing extreme hunger in order to maximize their body's potential.
The more radical ones will beat their bodies with thorny thorns while meditating, causing scabs to form on their bodies repeatedly, and they will truly enter a state of complete inseparability.
