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There are many injustices in the rivers and lakes, and there is no shortage of fierce fights where there are people.The Five Poisons Sect standing outside the culture seems to be exceptionally peaceful. Gu and poison are nothing more than mysterious and treacherous.

The sky was crystal clear.

When Hong Yao counted to the 730th day with her fingers, it had been two full years since Xia Xueyi left, and she had also stayed in this Wanmiao Villa for two full years.

The rivers and lakes are about to become turbulent again.

Sighing and murmuring, Hong Yao's eyebrows are wild and charming, this is not a woman who is worried about the world, she is clearly looking forward to disputes and troubles.

"Ah, do you think there will be people in this world who will give up their revenge for love?" Hong Yao focused on the orchid leaf grass in front of her, and the person she was talking to was also her favorite chatterer on weekdays.There were few people in the villa, except for the congregation sent to watch over Dulong Cave, there was no one who could really talk.

"Yes." Ah Mo said with a lot of air, which caused the silver jewelry on her head to dangle back and forth, sparkling, so dazzling.Hong Yao squinted her eyes and heard her say: "Only the dead in this world will give up their revenge for love."

The natural meanness made Hong Yao couldn't help giggling, and with this smile, the whole lifeless room brightened up a lot.

What Ah Mo said is reasonable, but there are living people in the world who still commit such stupid things.The great hatred placed in front of him can make a gentle woman lose her laugh.

Fortunately, there are not many such living people, especially this one whose foot has already stepped into the coffin.

"Ah, then do you think there will be people in this world who regard a man who does all kinds of crimes as his lover?" Hong Yao put down the orchid leaf grass in her hand, and rubbed it one by one, as if the grass was a pair of flesh and blood hands.

"Unless that woman is naive and ignorant of world affairs." Ah Mo looked at Hong Yao, and the sky is full, isn't the girl at the age of marriage?After a while, it's time for the leader to let go of the matter at hand. It's time for the holy daughter of the Miao family to choose a good husband.

"That's really good." The woman in red said softly, her eyes almost took Ah Mo's soul away.

Until he walked outside, Ah Mo still touched his chest with one hand and took a deep breath, while holding his well-maintained hand with the other.This girl is not easy to marry. I don’t know which Miao family who is brave, resourceful, infatuated and righteous will have such a blessing, but by then the troubles will not be in the rivers and lakes that are still in the sky, but inside the holy church. . .

Regarding the affairs of the rivers and lakes, the holy religion still can't touch the edge.

Not to mention Hong Yao's worries, her brother He Qingyi, the current leader of the Holy Church, is a mess.Even Ah Mo, who was used to serving the saint, was so bluffed by this place that she fainted when she first entered the back room.

In the past, the leader either stayed behind the desk to organize the teaching affairs, or sat on the red sandalwood desk and drank tea.This time, there are various copywritings on the desk, but the inkstone, which is always majestic, is stained with ink, and the dark color of the ink dyes those [-]-mile express papers in various forms.

If Ah Mo went forward to read those bulletins, I'm afraid she would confess the inkstone as her ancestor.

Ah didn't dare, she stood with her head bowed like the other guardians who lowered their heads.

In the room, only the sound of He Qingyu pacing back and forth was left.The voice was softer than that of ordinary people, and slightly louder than that of Luoxue, but the person who was lowering his head trembled slightly.

The leader seemed to be stepping on their hearts and crushing them back and forth.

For a moment, He Qingyu's slightly feminine voice pierced through everyone's ears like a straight line, and he didn't want to waste any effort.

"Who knows what the people will harvest during the dry season this year?"

No one answered.

The sun outside the window sprinkled a piece of gold, which was warm, but it couldn't shine into the room.

"Who knows how to sacrifice to the gods in the land of Miaojiang tonight?"

The room became more and more silent, He Qingyi's words were reminding them and also warning them.The young leader seems to need no means at all, his sharp words are the sharpest sword, and his dark eyes are the most vicious.

No one dared to refute him, but there are always many wonderful people in this world.

A long and extremely beautiful woman quietly opened her eyelids, the amorous look on the corners of her eyes made people itch, but unfortunately, no one in this room knew how to appreciate it.

The woman also had a moving look when she smiled: "Hongying is thinking about the saint's peerless demeanor six years ago, how about letting the saint dance to the god this time to show her sincerity?"

Ah Mo's complexion changed immediately, before the superior leader could speak, the group of guardians next to the woman who claimed to be Hongying all nodded their heads with fascination.

"If Hongying yearns for the gods, this deity will allow you to perform dances on the rooftop. As for Hongyao's holy maiden, what's the matter with you?" The bewildered guardian broke out in a cold sweat, squinting at Hongying with anger and viciousness.

Hongying is not an idiot, as one of the eight guardians of the holy religion, she naturally knows the truth about sacrifices.If ordinary people offer sacrifices, pigs, cows, chickens and ducks are offered; if it is a saintess offering sacrifices to dances, it is only a few times in a lifetime.

For the first time, he can hold the power of the holy religion.

The second time, the dance with sincerity can win the hearts of the people and win the hearts of the people.

The third time was to completely sacrifice herself to the gods. Since then, there will be no more saints in the world.

If Hong Yao agrees, then death is not far away.

Hongying is the protector of the holy religion, but she is unwilling to obey the saint.

Hongyao, Hongying, why is only she, Hongyao, qualified to be the proud girl of the day?Why did she take away her sincerity even from the man she put on top of her heart?

There are so many injustices in the world.

She doesn't want to.

However, no matter how unwilling you are, you have to let go.

Hongying shuddered and stepped back.

The chill in this room does not allow her to be presumptuous.

He Qingyu said with a sullen face: "Who among you knows that the sect has escaped rebellion?"

Those words that were too gentle actually caused a sense of shock for no reason, as if they had been buried under the iceberg and snow at this time, and the anger of the gods was nothing more than that.

Ah Ma's old body seemed to be unable to support her anymore, so He Qingyi gave her a little support.

"Ah, if you feel unwell, let Mrs. Da Da show you."

Ah Mo's body trembled even more, and she nodded her head again and again.When the leader looked away, the breathless momentum disappeared.

She thought, should the girl know about this...