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The anger value from Qiu Honglei +233!

Obviously, she respects her master very much, and Zaun used such words to describe her master before, which made her very unhappy.

"Ah! Woman?" Zaun suddenly became interested.

I'm not sleepy anymore if you talk about this.

"Then how old is your master? Does he look good? Did he ever get married?" Zaun asked a lot of questions in a series.

Qiu Honglei: ""

She couldn't help being ashamed and angry: "You bastard, you even hit my master's idea?"

The anger value from Qiu Honglei +100!

"What do you mean hitting your master's idea?" Zaun certainly wouldn't admit it, "Didn't you invite me to join your religion? If you don't tell me the most basic information, you have no sincerity at all."

Qiu Honglei was dazzled by him, thinking about it, he will know the news sooner or later when he arrives in the church, so he might as well tell him to show his sincerity, so he said: "I don't know the exact age of my master. She looks very young like my sister, but it should be more than that."

"Master's appearance is naturally extremely beautiful, but few people can see her real face. Whether you have this opportunity will depend on your luck."

"As for marriage, as far as I know, my master is not married and has always been single, but she seems to be missing someone all the time."

Hearing her explanation, Zaan couldn't help sighing: "I want to see your master so much after being told by you, but in this way, your master is still a lustful person."

Qiu Honglei frowned: "Why do you still say that?"

The anger value from Qiu Honglei +135!

Zu'an laughed: "It doesn't have to be just a man's lust, otherwise why would she accept such a handsome, unrestrained and suave guy as her apprentice?"

Qiu Honglei: ""

The Bing Sanren on the roof sneered again and again, come on, I still worry too much, with this kid's temperament to die, he will die without a place to die if he returns to the church without doing it himself.

Qiu Honglei hurriedly said: "By the way, I must remind you of something. You must not be so open-mouthed in front of my master. The master is very strict. If someone violates the teaching rules, many of them will be punished." She is sentenced to death. If you talk nonsense in front of her and make her old man angry, I can't save you."

Zaan laughed, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, that's her treatment of others, and it's definitely not the case with me."

Qiu Honglei: ""

She didn't know how to respond. Why does this guy look so unbeatable now?

"By the way, what does that Lu Sanyuan have to do with you? I thought he was your leader at first?" Zaun asked curiously.

Qiu Hong replied with tears: "He is the teacher's brother and my uncle."

The Bing Sanren on the roof shook his head. The saint told him everything, and he didn't know what ecstasy soup this guy poured into her.

Hmph, after all, women are unreliable. They are so cold and glamorous and unattainable on weekdays. When they meet the right man, it's not because of all kinds of enthusiasm.

After returning to Islam, you must report this matter to the leader. This woman is a loser, and her elbows turned out when she was raised.

At the same time, tell the other brothers not to lick anymore, because there is someone else in your heart, and you won't be hot enough to lick.

The two people in the room didn't know about his mental activities and continued to chat.

Zu'an sighed: "What is the name of your sect? Why do people in the world call you the Demon Cult? Could it be related to the Demon Race?"

He couldn't help but think of Yun Yuqing, and thought that if it was related, maybe everyone could really be their own.

Qiu Honglei shook her head: "We have nothing to do with the Demon Race. We call ourselves the Holy Cult, but people in the world don't understand our philosophy and often use the Demon Cult to slander us."

Zaun snorted: "What is your philosophy?"

Qiu Honglei explained: "The mainstream concept of the courts in the past dynasties is that cultivation is qualified for a small number of talented and talented people, but once they become practitioners, they can completely change their own destiny and enjoy the glory and wealth of the world. Marriage of the rich and powerful, the probability of their children having cultivation qualifications is higher, and if this continues for a long time, the number of common people who can obtain cultivation qualifications will become less and less."

"The leader believes that everyone is equal, and that practice should not be the monopoly of a small number of people, but that everyone should be qualified to practice. She has been promoting this point of view, and is also studying how to let ordinary people practice. But these are all It is not tolerated by the mainstream of the practice world, and they are all regarded as demons and heretics." She became emotional as she spoke, obviously filled with righteous indignation.

Zu'an couldn't help but click his tongue: "I didn't expect your master to have such lofty ideas."

Qiu Hong was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect him to agree with this concept, she couldn't help but grabbed his hand in surprise: "Do you really think so, don't you say this on purpose because it makes me happy?"

Zaan said strangely: "This is indeed a lofty ideal, why should I lie to you?"

"My master will definitely like you!" Qiu Honglei jumped up happily, as happy as a child.

Zaan was taken aback, he had never seen Qiu Honglei like this before, you must know that she has always been the kind of aura that reverses all beings, as if all men are under her control.

But only at this time did people realize that she was just a teenage girl.

"What are you looking at?" Qiu Honglei suddenly noticed his gaze, couldn't help but blushed slightly, and said somewhat unnaturally.

"You've never been this happy before." Zaun couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Of course, it's rare to meet someone like you who can understand our ideas. In the past, when those people heard my words, they all avoided them like snakes and scorpions. Even if they occasionally had good things to say, they were mostly aimed at my beauty and deliberately followed me. Just tell me." Qiu Hong's teary eyes shone beautifully like stars in the night sky.

"Don't be too happy." Zu'an said coldly, "Although this is a lofty ideal, it is destined to go against the trend and there will be no good results."

Are you kidding, what are those practitioners working so hard to practice?Of course it is for the sake of glory and wealth, for all kinds of privileges, how can it be possible to allow everyone in the world to cultivate successfully?

Don't say that those aristocratic families, even ordinary practitioners, would not agree. They finally turned themselves over through practice and were about to become nobles. Then you told him that everyone in the world can practice cultivation. Isn't that killing them?

Qiu Honglei put away her smile: "We also know that the road ahead is difficult, but we know that we can't do it. That's our belief."

Seeing her radiant eyes, Zaun couldn't help but feel admiration.

At this time, the Bing Sanren on the roof was sneering again and again. Who was not so full of ideals when he joined the Holy Cult, but is it useful to have ideals? For the rest, it is up to the leader to worry about it.

The saint looks very clever, how can she take it seriously.

Is it true that women with big breasts have no

At this moment, a snow-white dust whisk wrapped around his neck. He was startled, and subconsciously wanted to resist, but the silk thread of the whisk was inserted into his neck in an instant as if alive, and the blood all over his body immediately passed through the dust whisk. All the silk threads on the body were sucked out.

The snow-white silk thread turned bright red, Bing Sanren desperately wanted to struggle, but at this moment he had no strength in his body, not to mention struggling, he couldn't even warn.

He was horrified to see that the flesh and blood on his arm gradually melted away, leaving only a piece of skin in the end.

His whole body was filled with ghosts, but unfortunately, his consciousness soon fell into darkness.

Soon a strange Taoist nun appeared on the roof and put away the whisk, the blood on the whisk rose slowly and entered her body through the handle.

"The taste of fresh blood is really wonderful." The Taoist nun showed intoxication on her face, and then stared at the room below with a dangerous light in her eyes, "It seems that I caught a big fish this time."