Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 233 - 136: Securing Victory with a Proclamation

Chapter 233: Chapter 136: Securing Victory with a Proclamation
Hui Yan’s expression of shock briefly appeared and then vanished. He respectfully bowed, saying, "Monk Hui Yan pays respects to the Grand General!"
Zuo Xiaoluo did not catch up with Zhao Yi, and in a bad mood, naturally didn’t have a pleasant expression.
She waved her hand at Hui Yan, considering that as a greeting.
Zuo Xiaoluo was only demure in the presence of Zhao Yi; in front of others, she was always the cold and ruthless "Unparalleled Killing God."
Hui Yan did not take offense at Zuo Xiaoluo’s cold attitude.
Zuo Xiaoluo was the Grand General of the North of the Great Xia Dynasty, her power and status far exceeding Hui Yan’s.
Her simple wave to Hui Yan already made him feel overwhelmingly honored.
"What’s Crown Prince’s decree?"
Zuo Xiaoluo now stood at the foot of Sumeru Mountain, looking at the numerous temples up the mountain, unable to spot Zhao Yi, her mood becoming more irritable.
Hui Yan, unsure of Zuo Xiaoluo’s temperament, cautiously said, "ing to the Grand General, Crown Prince has commanded that the offering to the Evil God by Little Leiyin Temple defies natural order and is intolerably sinful! Anyone daring to obstruct or harbor them shall be dealt with as having the same crime!"
Zuo Xiaoluo nodded after listening, "Understood!"
After speaking, she announced loudly, "Pass down the order, all monks, kill without mercy!"
Hmm?
Hearing this, Hui Yan was suddenly taken aback.
He looked at Zuo Xiaoluo, cautiously saying, "Grand General, the Crown Prince said..."
Zuo Xiaoluo waved her hand, interrupting him, "I heard when Little Leiyin Temple rang the death knell, all those temples followed?"
Hui Yan’s expression changed, hesitantly saying, "These temples indeed followed, but..."
"Following is enough!" Zuo Xiaoluo interrupted him again.
"All generals, hear my command!" Zuo Xiaoluo’s expression was stern, raising a kitchen knife in her hand.
The humble kitchen knife looked exceedingly shabby surrounded by countless treasures.
Yet, not one person laughed.
All the Imperial Guard stared intensely at the ordinary knife, which no one would even pick up off the ground, their faces full of fervor.
"Monks of the Buddhist Sect dared to disrespect the Crown Prince!"
"Utterly heinous, deserving a thousand deaths!"
"Kill!"
As soon as Zuo Xiaoluo spoke, all of the Imperial Guard echoed resoundingly.
"Kill!"
Beside them, Hui Yan watched the murderous Imperial Guard, his expression extremely helpless.
He originally wanted to select some promising individuals from the temples at the foot of the mountain to become the new backbone for his future governance of Little Leiyin Temple.
Now it seemed that not to mention a new backbone, the existing one on the mountain might not even be preserved.
Bang!
The first attack of the Imperial Guard broke through a nunnery at the foot of the mountain called "Jing’an Temple."
"Amitabha Buddha."
Inside Jing’an Temple were over a dozen nuns, ranging in age from eighteen to eighty.
At the front stood an older nun, just over fifty.
The old nun was exceptionally composed, not showing any nervousness as the surging Imperial Guard approached, rather, she seemed eager to have a go.
Her demeanor and state were very similar to that of Elder Hui Yuan, who previously tried to persuade Zhao Yi.
The old nun, sharp-eyed, immediately recognized Zuo Xiaoluo among the crowd as the leader of the Imperial Guard, recited a Buddha’s name, and stepped forward to walk towards Zuo Xiaoluo.
As for Hui Yan nearby, the old nun also saw him.
It was just unclear whether it’s disdain for Hui Yan’s betrayal of the Buddha for glory or disdain for speaking with a monk, she directly ignored him.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
The old nun arrived at the front of the Imperial Guard, just about to enlighten Zuo Xiaoluo with boundless Buddhist Dharma, when her large head directly flew up.
The Imperial Guard who cut off the old nun’s head held the bloody blade, his face full of surprise and delight.
There’s actually a head merit delivered right to the doorstep?!
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