It’s not just because of the deaths of Yinghuo and Lan Sheng.
She felt even more like a pawn in someone else's plan, a pawn in someone else's plan.
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Right now, only a part of the people are dispersing.
Although most people gave face to Dongfang Qing, the seventh prince of Xiyue Kingdom, they were still resentful towards Lan Sheng and Yinghuo on the ground, as well as the several Moon Worshiping Sect disciples who were subdued by Dongfang Qing.
The attitude was still very polite, "Your Highness Prince Xiyue, these people from the Demon Cult..." They didn't have to chop the dead demon and the woman on the ground into pieces, after all, no matter how hateful they were, they were already dead.
But there are still tens of thousands of people in the Demon Cult. If we don’t get rid of them completely, who knows how those people in the Demon Cult will retaliate!
Before Dongfang Qing could say anything, the Moon Worshiping Sect disciples who were restrained by his men immediately shouted fiercely, "The Sect Leader and Madam..."
"Your leader and his wife have been very good to you. Before his death, your leader should have told you to return to the Holy Church. And your wife did not hesitate to reveal her most painful past experiences in front of others, just to explain why you had no choice. I believe you have already made plans for the future, and will not let down your leader and his wife who care about you so much."
As soon as they opened their mouths, they were interrupted by Baili Feiyue's calm and cold words.
Although she was still too weak, so weak that she felt cold all over, she was not dead after all!
Her voice was not loud, and her emotions were not strong, but it gave those Moon Worshipping disciples an inexplicable shock.
The words in my heart, "The leader and his wife are mortal enemies", were stuck in my throat.
These people who can follow Yinghuo out are all deeply trusted by Yinghuo and have outstanding abilities.
They suddenly looked at Baili Feiyue. Although they did not recognize her identity, their gazes fell on her like knives.
Baili Feiyue looked calm, "Why, did I say something wrong? Isn't this what your leader and his wife planned and thought?"
Under those eyes that seemed calm but were actually so dark that they almost broke people's defenses, the Moon Worshiping Sect disciples who had inexplicably calmed down gritted their teeth and said, "No, young lady, you are right. We have made plans for the next step and will not let the leader and his wife down."
The people around were shocked when Baili Feiyue suddenly said that.
At the moment, "Although they had their own reasons, they have been in the Demonic Cult for so long, how can they return to the Holy Cult!"
Baili Feiyue said coldly, "Whether they can return to the Holy Church is a matter that can only be decided by the Holy Church and the Holy Lord. The Holy Church can tolerate all believers, even those who want to chop their bodies into pieces. Why can't it accept believers who made mistakes because they had no choice?"
I didn't expect this woman to speak so bluntly and bluntly, and those people were so choked that they didn't react immediately.
After realizing what was happening, he was instantly filled with anger.
If it weren't for the fact that she was brought up by Dongfang Qing, the seventh prince of Xiyue Kingdom, they would have been rude!
"Your Highness, the Seventh Prince of Xiyue, do you think so as well?"
Dongfang Qing seemed to be silent for a moment. "Since these disciples of the Moon Worship Sect had their own reasons and difficulties in leaving the Holy Church, and now they are willing to return to the Holy Church to explain the situation, we should give them a chance to go to the Holy Church to meet the Holy Lord. I believe that the Holy Lord of the Western Region Holy Church will make the final decision on how to deal with them."
Without waiting for those people to say anything in rebuttal, he said to those Saint Church disciples, "Do you want to return to the Saint Church to explain the situation and ask the Saint to deal with you?"
Even though those disciples' hearts were bleeding, they still said resolutely, "Of course!"
Dongfang Qing nodded, "If that's the case..." He turned to the guards beside him and instructed, "Let them go to the Western Region Holy Church on their own. It's inevitable that some of them will go to extremes and cause trouble on the way. For the safety of the people along the way, you should send more people, take these few people to the Moon Worship Sect first, and then send all the disciples and followers of the Moon Worship Sect to the Holy Church."
"Yes, Master."
The guards around him immediately gave a signal, and within half an incense stick of time, thousands of guards, seemingly wearing ordinary clothes but in fact all of them had extraordinary skills, came rushing over.
Dongfang Qing gave these instructions and then said, "Send the remains of the Moon Worship Sect leader and his wife back to the Moon Worship Sect. After cremation, find a random place to bury them."
"yes!"
Those people acted quickly, and in an instant, everyone could only watch as Dongfang Qing's people took away the bodies of the Moon Worshipping disciples and the Yinghuo couple.
They were unhappy in their hearts, but they had no choice but to endure it.
The Seventh Prince of Xiyue Kingdom is indeed too kind!
Even if there was a reason, these people were not innocent! How could they be let off so easily?
When they thought that His Majesty might really accept the people of the Moon Worship Sect again, and that a place as pure and holy as the Holy Sect might accommodate these disciples who once had stains on their bodies, they felt indescribable emotions in their hearts!
No matter where Dongfang Qing is, in what environment, what he says or what he does, he always gives people the feeling of being extremely noble, like a peerless green lotus that is independent of the world.
That kind of nobility and coldness is like something engraved in the blood.
After arranging all this, he nodded slightly as a greeting, "Everyone, please do as you please. I have something else to do." Then he held Baili Feiyue's hand and led everyone away.
Regardless of what these people were thinking, Dongfang Qing's guards gradually cut off the sight of those who were interested. After finally returning to the courtyard where they lived before, Baili Feiyue said coldly, "Are you still not letting go now?"
Dongfang Qing let go of her hand, "Sorry."
Baili Feiyue didn't want to say anything more to him now and went straight back to her room.
When he reached the door where he had been staying for the past few days, he turned around and asked, "Why, are you going to follow your master's example and come in and tie me up?"
The maids bowed their heads and said respectfully, "Miss, you misunderstood. We just want to help you wash, change clothes and rest."
Baili Feiyue sneered, "Then there's no need. I can't bear it!"
The accompanying maids naturally would not force their way in.
Baili Feiyue went in and closed the door. She knew that the maids at the door had not gone far, but she also knew that they would never secretly monitor her.
After sitting on the chair, a piece of exquisite pastry slipped from the sleeve into the palm of my hand.
This was given to her by the restaurant owner who personally served the food when she and Dongfang Qing were having dinner in the restaurant.
Baili Feiyue pursed her lips slightly and broke the pastry.
There was only one sentence on the small note inside - the young one was from the Mu family.
Baili Feiyue was not surprised that there were people from the Mu family here, and she could also guess the meaning of the note.
However, she had no intention of involving the Mu family in this matter.
Given her current condition, no one from the Mu family who stayed here could help her.
He took off the lampshade, and the note in his hand quickly turned to ashes in the candlelight.
Later, a maid knocked on the door and brought in food and water for Baili Feiyue to wash and bathe.
There was nothing unusual when I went out.
Late in the night, a maid walked out of the house.
But when she was only about three kilometers away from the house, her heart suddenly contracted violently, and the pain made her curl up like a shrimp.
The maid, or Baili Feiyue, was covered in cold sweat and her face was pale.
Is this the maximum distance that the insect can separate?
She curled the corners of her lips in sarcasm. She knew that if she walked ten meters forward, she would surely die under the influence of the insect, and her brother Dongfang Qing would also die.
But she didn't believe it. She didn't believe that she would die, nor did she believe that her brother would die!
She slowly straightened up, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with her sleeve without caring, and said to the deserted and silent ruins, "Master, if I die here, I will be of no use to you."
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