After finishing speaking, Hongdie coughed rapidly, apparently because she was too anxious about what she just said.
At this time, there seemed to be something going on outside. Qian Qian hurriedly walked over and took a look. There was no unusual movement. Then she turned back and said, "It's late at night now. They must be discussing how to deal with us. We are already sleepy. What else can we do?"
Rest for a while, sister, think about it carefully!"
Qianqian was afraid that Hongdie would die immediately if she transmitted her inner power to herself, and she was also worried that she would die of being tortured by those people while she was still alive. She was also full of fierce struggles in her heart.
Suddenly, an idea occurred to me, and I remembered that I had a martial arts manual on my body. Since everyone in the martial arts world wanted to have it, it proved that this mental method must be extraordinary, and it might even be able to help Hongdie.
She originally planned to hand over her spiritual skills to the Taoist priest of the Wudang Sect. After seeing Hongdie's lonely life at the hands of that Taoist priest, even though she understands that there will always be scum in any sect, it is now difficult for her to stick to her original intention.
.
Qian Qian handed the mental method to Hongdie and said, "Sister, take a look at this mental method, maybe it can cure your injury."
Hongdie took it over and flipped through a few pages. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she said to Qianqian: "Where did my sister get it? This has been lost for fifty years. Many people are obsessed with this mental method.
And lost his life."
Qian Qian shook his head and said: "It's a long story. I got it by chance, and it brought a lot of trouble. If it can help my sister get out of trouble, then it will be well used."
After Hongdie looked at it, she shook her head and said, "It's a pity that my sister is powerless... What a pity..."
If he could have handed it over to Hongdie earlier, he might have been able to defeat Jie Xue yesterday and avenge himself. Qian Qian blamed herself even more.
Hongdie saw Qian Qian's guilt and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter sister, maybe it's my fate. We don't have much time. Sit down quickly. I will teach you my skills. I just ask you to go out."
After that, you must avenge me!"
Qian Qian could only nod her head with tears in her eyes.
Hongdie then braced herself, used her internal strength, and slowly injected it into Qian Qian's body. Qian Qian felt her body getting hot, and the sweat beads on her head were as big as soybeans, and they flowed down her neck.
The discomfort was so tight that she gritted her teeth and endured it. Slowly, Hongdie felt that her whole body was exhausted and weak. She knew in her heart that she was done, so she fell on the stone wall behind her and passed out.
Qian Qian regained her strength and hurriedly turned around to look for Hongdie. When she saw her pale face, she looked more haggard than ever. He quickly supported her and said, "Sister, how are you?"
He vaguely felt that his whole body seemed to be full of strength, and with just a gentle pull, he helped her onto his shoulders.
Hongdie smiled palely, rested her face on Qian Qian's shoulder, and said: "You have fifty years of skill now... you are my master... and my savior, you taught it to me...
…Now……"
Qian Qian burst into tears, feeling that Hongdie seemed to have lost most of her vitality...