Qianqian was caught in a dilemma. She originally wanted to rush to Hongdie's side, but was stopped by two fierce Taoist priests. In her current state of mind, it was difficult for Qianqian to have a good impression of the Taoist priests.
Thinking of Hongdie in the Mood for Love falling into the endless abyss because of the Taoist priests, but a few months ago, she had gone through all kinds of hardships with sincerity just to get this martial arts book into the hands of the Taoist priests from Wudang Mountain.
Even though I knew I couldn't judge the entire sect by a few scum, I couldn't help but feel as disgusted as if I'd swallowed a fly alive.
Qian Qian looked at these two people angrily, thinking only, if you stop me later, I won't be polite!
At this time, a man who looked like an old monk in the center of the crowd slowly approached Hongdie, lowered his head and squinted his eyes to look at Hongdie. Hongdie still smiled seductively, but there was something very pale and feeble in this smile.
The old monk nodded and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, Red Butterfly Female Donor, you have done many evil things in the past, would you have thought that you would end up like this today?"
Hongdie was about to reply when suddenly a sharp pain hit her waist. She pressed the wound on her waist with her hand and endured the severe pain. The muscles on her face also twitched. After she calmed down, she was still smiling.
The old monk smiled:
"Master, why can't this little girl understand what you are saying? Master, please tell me what sins this little girl has committed!"
Qian Qian saw that the old monk didn't dare to look directly at a woman as beautiful as Hongdie smiling affectionately at her, so he turned around slightly, closed his eyes and shouted "Amitabha..." and couldn't help but feel funny.
Could it be that this venerable and respected monk is also afraid of being attracted to an earthly woman like Hongdie?
The old monk arched his white eyebrows and said: "It's so good, so good, I am merciful. The former female benefactor brutally killed six Taoist priests of Wudang, the Yiyuan Junior Brother of the Bronze Sect, and dozens of heroes of the Luyuan Gang because of temporary love.
And my two eminent monks Kong Yuan and He Zhen from Shaolin..." The old monk took a breath and said with a very unbearable expression, "Isn't the female donor a very sinful person?"
Hongdie suddenly laughed, then laughed twice and then couldn't help but cough. Qianqian wanted to come forward to take care of Hongdie, but was stopped by two Taoist priests. She couldn't help but cursed in a low voice: "Stinky Taoist priests!"
Unexpectedly, the two of them seemed to be deaf and didn't take her seriously. Qian Qian had no choice but to look at Hongdie nervously again.
After saying this, the heroes became angry and shouted around: "Kill that witch!" "Avenge the master uncle!" "Avenge the junior sister Yuqing!"
Qian Qian couldn't help but feel fear on her face. These people were so angry that they started shouting so loudly that even the charcoal basin used for lighting in the middle of the lobby shook several buckets.
Maybe in a few moments, the red butterfly will never be seen again.
Hongdie didn't care at all about the anger of the heroes. She looked around calmly, and there were actually several people who lowered their heads in shame and did not dare to look directly after meeting her gaze.
Hongdie said with a smile: "Junior Sister Yuxiang of the Bronze Sect, please come and be safe!"