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Chapter 239 The Peacock King

Urumqi, known as the Pearl of Western Xinjiang, is a very tourist city, not to mention people from abroad, in the summer alone, more than [-] million people come here every year, and they usually come here with their families. There are crowds, so tourists can be seen everywhere in Urumqi. Even in the morning, there are many early risers. Some want to taste the breakfast delicacies in Xijiang, and some want to gather to go to Tianshan Mountain or Flame Mountain. Scenic area, so after entering the main street of the city, tourist buses and tourists gather everywhere.

When Zhao Qian walked through the noisy crowd and appeared in front of Ma Jin, Ma Jin was making arrangements for the opening of his electrical appliance store. Put merchandise.

Regarding Zhao Qian's arrival, after being pleasantly surprised, Ma Jin immediately left his unattended son Xiao Ma to him, pretending to be a tour guide for Zhao Qian.

Seeing the couple busy in the store, Zhao Qian and the innocent-looking brother Ma looked at each other, and could only give a wry smile, put brother Ma on his shoulders, and walked outside again.

"Boss, your friend came all the way here, why are you treating him like this? It's too picky!" A female shop assistant in the store, Atiguli, a Uyghur girl in her twenties, couldn't bear to see her, and immediately turned to the horse. into a strong complaint.

Ma Jin smiled and said nothing, his wife Hong Hong explained with a smile, "This is his good friend, better than his brother, so don't be so polite, just have a good drink with him in the evening."

"No wonder, Xiao Ma would cry when someone touches him, but he just carried him away without even barking, so he knew each other," Atiguli nodded, but then he felt a little dazed again , "Isn't the better the relationship, the more enthusiastic you should be, why are you more casual?"

"Little girl, you don't understand." Ma Jin struggled to move a refrigerator to the door before turning back and said, "If it's just ordinary friends, then of course they should be warmly received. Business can be put on hold and we can talk with good friends first, because If the hospitality is not good, others will be angry. But if you take it a step further, a true heart-to-heart friend will become casual, because no matter how you treat him, he will not be angry, and vice versa, I will not be the same Get angry with him, if one day he has a bad life, my store will give him half, understand."

"I understand, who said I don't understand," Atiguli curled her lips and spread her hands, "Just like our Uyghur warriors, with true friends, they can share everything except their wives."

"That's right." Ma Jin laughed, and then waved his hand, "Don't think about being lazy, work quickly."

"Ah, I was seen through," Atiguli stuck out her tongue, and happily ran over to help Honghong move things, and the shop became quiet again.

Zhao Qian didn't know that there was a little girl who was arguing for him. If she knew, she would point at Ma Jin's nose and taunt her. Even her shop assistants would turn their elbows outward. How harsh would it be to them? !

Zhao Qian, who had lost a chance to ridicule, was sitting in a restaurant with Xiao Ma at this time, and the two were enjoying the food on the table.

"Hey, Brother Ma," Zhao Qian licked off a skewer of roast mutton, and watched Brother Ma eating a plate of naren with soup stains on his hands and face. Do you want breakfast?"

"Eat," Brother Xiao Ma muttered without raising his head.

"You can still eat so much after eating," Zhao Qian smacked his lips, "I remember that Lao Ma and Hong Hong couldn't eat so much, could it be a mutation?"

After coming out of the breakfast shop, Zhao Qian started wandering around the streets with the help of Ma, who had turned into a foodie.

"Brother Ma, is there any place you want to go to play?" Zhao Qian patted the little boy on the shoulder and said.

As a result, Zhao Qian was ignored, and Xiao Ma, who was less than three years old, completely ignored Zhao Qian's questioning, but struggled with a sheep bone.

"Okay," Zhao Qian sighed, "He also said that he was going to be a tour guide for me, obviously he was asking me to take care of the children, well, I will have a baby later, and I will have a few more. When he arrives at my side, I will Let him take it too, and see if he won't die if he's too busy, haha."

After drawing up a revenge plan, Zhao Qian suddenly felt much better.

Walking on the streets of Urumqi, the most eye-catching thing is not the colorful shops on both sides, but the clean mosques. This may be the largest number of buildings in Urumqi, and it is also the most respected place. On the street that Zhao Qian walked through, there are more than a dozen monasteries on both sides. The architectural features of these monasteries are all the same, and they are all used for worship by believers. Non-believers are generally not allowed to enter.

Originally, Zhao Qian didn't want to go in to join in the fun, but when he passed a small mosque on the corner of the street, Zhao Qian's heart moved slightly, and he walked through the gate of the temple with Brother Ma on his shoulders. The tourists who tried to go in explained patiently, but neither he nor the group of tourists turned a blind eye to Zhao Qian.

This mosque is really small. The entrance is a courtyard of more than 20 square meters, and the main hall of worship is more than 100 square meters facing the gate. At this time, a group of people are praying, and Zhao Qian does not stop. Walk through and into the backyard.

In the backyard of the main hall, there is a one-story building with two horizontal lines and three rows. The main building is where the imam of the temple lives. The temple is very small, so there is only one imam here, and the two sides are wing rooms and kitchen utility rooms.

Zhao Qian did not go to the main room where the imam lived, but turned around and walked to the door of a side room, and knocked lightly on the door.

A moment later, the door squeaked and opened from the inside, and a Uighur man appeared at the door, looking at Zhao Qian in surprise, his eyes full of puzzlement.

Zhao Qian smiled slightly, put one arm around Brother Ma, put it down from his shoulders, hugged him in his arms, and walked directly through the low door.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" Zhao Qian forced the man back again and again, with a panicked expression on his face, "This is a mosque, outsiders are not allowed to enter, you go out quickly."

"Really? I can't go in, what about you?" Zhao Qian didn't take it seriously, looked around the room, then sat down next to the chair, put Brother Ma on his lap, and looked at it with playful eyes. That man, "It's really strange that a woman from India who became a blood slave has cultivated Buddhist supernatural powers and yet hides in a mosque."

The man turned pale with shock when he heard the words, turned around and stomped his feet without hesitation, and disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Qian smiled coldly, covered brother Ma's eyes with his left hand, grabbed his right hand forward, and then retracted, the man reappeared and fell to the ground, and his appearance changed drastically, even though he was still wearing the Uyghur suit Clothes, but has changed from a Uyghur man to a beautiful Tianzhu girl with thick eyebrows and sunken eyes.

The blindfolded brother Ma grabbed Zhao Qian's hand restlessly and finally saw the scene inside the house again. When he saw that the man had suddenly changed from a man to a woman, he couldn't help but stare blankly, and had some reactions not come.

"This sister is playing magic tricks, isn't it fun?" Zhao Qian said to Brother Ma with a smile.

Brother Xiaoma looked at Zhao Qian, then at the young girl from Tianzhu, immediately smiled, and nodded sharply, "It's fun, it's fun."

"Then let my sister perform another magic trick?" Zhao Qian turned his head to look at the girl from Tianzhu, but there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

Brother Xiaoma naturally nodded repeatedly, and under the horrified eyes of the girl from Tianzhu, Zhao Qian flicked his fingers, and the Uighur dress on her body was instantly shattered into pieces, revealing a colorful saree on her body.

"So it was inherited from the Great Peacock Ming King," Zhao Qian said with a sneer, looking at the ashamed and angry Tianzhu girl, "Back then there were eight heavenly kings under the Gorefiend, so you must be the Peacock King."

Upon hearing this, the young girl from Tianzhu immediately turned pale, bowed her head and remained silent.

Seeing her expression, Zhao Qian knew that he had guessed right, and couldn't help but look at her curiously, "I didn't expect that the Peacock King, the number one king of the Eight Heavenly Kings, was a woman, but then again, the Blood Demon didn't take him under his command. Have you devoured all the blood slaves, how did you escape?"

The Peacock King raised his head and glanced at Zhao Qian, then continued to remain silent.

"Hey," Zhao Qian raised his head, "You're still playing with your temper, do you think I won't touch you?"

The Peacock King finally raised his head, and gave Zhao Qian a cold look, "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

"But I really won't kill you," Zhao Qian couldn't help laughing seeing the stunned expression on Peacock King's face.

"Let me guess," Zhao Qian said with a smile as he looked at the colorful sari, the traditional Indian dress on her body, "You are only at the level of Qi training, but you can escape from the hands of the blood demon at the peak of the transformation god. It can also cover up the fluctuations of the Gorefiend's branding, relying on this peacock feather, the peacock feather can overcome the five elements, break the space, and is good at changing, it is also a good treasure."

"If you want it, you can get it by killing me." The Peacock King said coldly.

Zhao Qian shook his head, "Although this thing is good, it's not worth my hands to snatch it. You'd better keep it for yourself."

"Who the hell are you?" The Peacock King was confused by Zhao Qian. This person suddenly appeared inexplicably and exposed her identity as a blood slave. At first she thought it was someone sent by the blood demon, but he said he would not kill her. Now she can see the origin of this treasure on her body, but she doesn't want it, which makes her at a loss.

"It doesn't matter who I am," Zhao Qian said, looking at the Peacock King. "What matters is you. Have you been hiding like this?"

"What can I do if I don't hide?" Speaking of this, the Tianzhu girl suddenly looked miserable, "The blood magic power is boundless and powerful, and I don't want to die, so naturally I can only hide XZ."

"Magnificent powers can be considered, but boundless mana is too exaggerated," Zhao Qian said with a smile, "and even if the Gorefiend doesn't come to you, you still have the brand of Gorefiend on you. Although it is suppressed by peacock feathers, it is always a hidden danger , as long as the blood demon is not eliminated for a day, you may suck blood again, and even be eaten back by the blood demon in the end, and your cultivation will become the merits of the blood demon, have you thought about what to do?"

Looking at Zhao Qian who was sitting on the chair and smiling, the pale Peacock King was suddenly blessed, and quickly knelt down and fell to the ground, "Please help, sir?"

As a result, Zhao Qian laughed loudly, "Didn't you just ask me who I am, then I will tell you now, not long ago, I subdued the blood demon, and now I am the master of the blood demon, so why should I save you? "

"Ah?" The Peacock King was stunned. She thought of many possibilities, but she didn't expect this to be the case. The blood demon with great powers would be defeated and subdued, which is simply unimaginable.

Looking at the dull Peacock King, Zhao Qian put away his smile, looked at her and said, "Give me a reason to save you."

(End of this chapter)