Qian Qian turned around and looked around. Under the cold moonlight, a group of gangsters came over with murderous intent.
Qianqian almost wanted to step back, because they all had knives in their hands, and looking at their expressions, they seemed to have sworn hatred for Hongdie.
But when he thought of the injured Hongdie behind him, heroism overflowed again, and he suddenly felt a heat in his chest. He stood in front of Hongdie with his head held high, helping her to block those who wanted to tear her to pieces.
Hongdie has a bohemian character and goes her own way, and has killed so many people. It is normal to have enemies in the world, but Qian Qian did not expect that Hongdie would have so many enemies.
After Hongdie saw the appearance of these people, there was no trace of panic on her face. Instead, she laughed loudly and said, "They came so neatly! You all got the news, right?"
One of the people, who looked like a Taoist priest, held a long sword in his hand and said angrily: "Witch! Today is the day you die! I want to avenge our three Taoist priests in Wudang!"
A person who looked like a Taoist nun standing next to him also followed up and said: "That's right! You, a witch, killed innocent people indiscriminately. I had known that this would happen. Today we are gathered together to punish evil and eliminate evil!"
A string of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of Hongdie's mouth, followed by a slight cough. She turned around and was shocked. She quickly sat next to Hongdie and wiped it with her sleeves.
None of these people had ever met Qian Qian, and they were all speculating about who she was and whether she had any martial arts skills.
Hongdie smiled lovingly at Qianqian and said, "I'm fine." Then he looked down at Dark Green in his arms, slowly placing her on the ground, and a string of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
There was regret, self-blame, relief... many emotions intertwined. When everyone saw such a scene, they all respected themselves and gave Hongdie a favor to say goodbye to the deceased.
Hongdie took out a piece of pure white silk from her arms and reflected it on her blood-red clothes. In Qianqian's eyes, it felt particularly dazzling. A feeling of sadness arose spontaneously. Qianqian couldn't help but raise her sleeves to wipe it.
tear.
Hongdie covered Mo Ju's face with silk, silently praying for her in her heart, and looked worriedly at the other dead and struggling sisters lying on the ground, and suddenly endured the pain in her waist.
Standing up in severe pain.
Qian Qian hurried over to help her. Hongdie looked at the hundreds of people in front of her who were staring at her with eager eyes. She smiled softly and said to Qian Qian: "Qian Qian, the scene today is similar to the scene seven years ago."
Qianqian knew that Hongdie was recalling her own heart-breaking past, so she smiled at Hongdie with tears in her eyes, "Sister risked her life to escape last time, and she will definitely be able to turn danger into good fortune this time."
Hongdie smiled and shook her head, Qian Qian felt sad again.
"Witch! Have you had enough? Don't pretend to be sympathetic. A witch like you who kills innocent people indiscriminately will be punished by everyone!"
Hongdie raised her head and smiled, her laughter seemed to penetrate into people's hearts, and everyone's face showed a strange expression.
"You all, decent people from well-known families, please stop pretending to me. I, Hongdie, will never...