1127: C1127 Red Sparrow

C1127 Red Sparrow

"Shut up!"

Before the other party could finish speaking, the red-dressed Cult Master suddenly slammed his staff against the ground with a loud bang. He shouted angrily, "You still dare to quibble at this point in time? Men, drag these three trash down and sentence them to fire!"

"Yes!"

A few tall and sturdy red-clothed guards immediately stepped forward and dragged the three of them out.

"Sect Leader, please spare us!"

"Sect Leader, give us another chance!"

The three people begged bitterly, but the red-clothed Sect Master did not let them go. Not long later, the heart-wrenching wails of the three people could be heard from outside.

The entire hall was filled with the sound of chattering teeth. No one could predict that the next person the Sect Master would vent his anger on would be themselves.

The red-clothed Cult Master looked down at the trembling crowd and said in a deep voice, "According to the rules of the red-clothed Cult, what should be decided at this time!"

The upper echelons of the red-clothed sect below did not reply. Everyone buried their heads deep into the ground.

Although they all knew what Princess Red Sparrow was doing, they knew what they should do if they strictly followed the rules of the red-dressed Cult.

However, the person who had violated the ban this time was Princess Vermilion Bird. No one dared to speak rashly.

"Reporting to the sect master!"

At this moment, the White Dragon Envoy, who was dressed in white and had a handsome face and a white sheathed sword at his waist, cupped his hands and said, "According to the rules of the Red Robed Church, Princess Red Sparrow should be severely punished for this action."

"However, this subordinate believes that Princess Red Sparrow is the saintess of our sect and the adopted daughter of the sect master. Although she is usually eccentric and eccentric, she has never crossed the line."

"Logically speaking, she absolutely has no motive to escape. This subordinate inferred that Princess Vermilion Bird leaving the Sacred Land on her own accord this time should be something that is difficult to say."

"So this subordinate believes that this matter shouldn't be decided too early. The most important thing right now is to send people to find Princess Vermilion Bird first, and then make a decision after finding out the truth!"

The red-clothed Cult Master pondered for a moment before looking at the upper echelons of the red-clothed Cult below. He said indifferently, "What do you think?"

The upper echelons of the red-clothed Cult said in unison, "The White Dragon Envoy is absolutely right. We agree with the White Dragon Envoy's suggestion!"

"Alright, then let's do it this way."

The Sect Master of the Red Shirt said, "Who is willing to take on the task of finding Princess Red-Sparrow?"

The upper echelons of the red-clothed Cult fell silent once again.

This time, it involved Princess Vermilion Bird, so this mission was definitely a hot potato. No one dared to easily accept it.

Just as the Red Cloaked Cult Master was about to explode in anger, a flaming totem tattoo appeared on one of his faces. Greetings, Sect Leader. The red-clothed cult leader was about to rage when a middle-aged man in his fifties stepped forward and cupped his hands. " His subordinate felt that Princess Red Sparrow's identity was too special. Thus, this matter should be handled carefully and should not be made public. "

"Furthermore, the Princess' cultivation base is unfathomable. Just in case, this subordinate feels that this matter can be handled by the seniors of the Elder Pavilion, just in case."

After the White Dragon Envoy by the side heard this, he immediately said in a deep voice, "Insolent! The Elder Pavilion is the foundation of my Red Shirt Sect, how can we freely mobilize it!?"

The middle-aged man with the flame tattoo on his face said unhurriedly, "Please calm your anger, White Dragon Envoy. I only considered the special identity of Princess Red Sparrows. What exactly should we do with what the Red Shirt Sect said from the bottom of their hearts? We'll leave it to the Sect Leader to decide. "

The White Dragon Envoy hurriedly turned to the side and cupped his hands at the Red Shirt Sect Leader. "Reporting to the Sect Leader, this matter absolutely cannot be allowed!"

"The Elders' Pavilion is the foundation of our Red Shirt Sect. The Five Great Elders' Five Elements World Destruction Formation is also the Red Shirt Sect's protective barrier. One cannot be missing. If one of them were to be transferred without permission, the power of the Five Elements World Destruction Formation would be reduced by more than half. Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, we must not mobilize the Elders Pavilion! "

"Furthermore, our Red Shirt Sect has many experts. There is no need to mobilize the Elders Pavilion. We can send the other experts down the mountain!"

Just as the White Dragon Envoy finished speaking, the middle-aged man with the flame pattern on his face shook his head lightly and sighed. "What the White Dragon Envoy said is wrong. Although our Red Shirt Sect has as many experts as the clouds, the target of this mission is Princess Red Sparrow."

"Therefore, the people sent must have an absolute cultivation base that can crush Princess Red Sparrow. Only then can we bring her back without harming her."

"Furthermore, Princess Red-Sparrow has a special identity and a strange temperament. If someone else were to go, it would be inevitable that they would have too many misgivings and be restrained."

"However, the elders of the Elder Pavilion are highly respected. Princess Red-Sparrow would definitely not act recklessly in front of them."

"Furthermore, although the five elders of the Elder Pavilion are the protective barrier of our Red Robed Cult, furthermore, our Red Shirt Sect's identity is a secret. The number of people who know the exact location of our Red Shirt Holy Land can be counted on one hand, much less invading our Red Shirt. "

"Taking ten thousand steps back, even if there really is someone who dares to trespass into my Red Shirt Holy Land while the Elders are out, the numerous experts of my Red Shirt are not just for show. Besides, isn't there still the White Dragon Envoy?"

The White Dragon Envoy was rendered speechless by these words. He frowned and said, "But..."

"Enough, don't say anymore."

Just as the White Dragon Envoy was about to continue arguing, the red-robed bishop raised his hand and said, "We'll do as Faisal says now."

"Since the Vermilion Bird Girl cultivates the Flame Mantra, then let's use water to make fire!"

"White Dragon Envoy, immediately go to the Elder Pavilion and pass down my orders. Let Elder Chi Yan handle this matter!"

Late at night.

When it was almost dawn, Little White Dragon finally sent Yang Xuan an address and emphasized once again, "Remember, you must get that Buddha statue!"

Yang Xuan drove the car straight to the location that Little White Dragon had pointed out.

At this moment, the initiative was in the hands of the other party. Even if Yang Xuan had any more questions and was unwilling, he could only do it for the time being.

In a small forest about 20 kilometers north of the city.

A foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes held a cigar in his mouth and extended two fingers to lightly shake it.

Beside him, a middle-aged man with a slightly tanned skin with an eastern-faced face said in a deep voice, "Two million? Are you kidding me? This ancient Buddha was something from five hundred years ago. Moreover, it's in good condition. Two million? Isn't this just using me for fun? "

The two burly black men standing behind the foreigner immediately glared at him. They clenched their fists and took a step forward.

"F * ck, you still want to make a move?"

The companion behind the eastern-faced middle-aged man did not want to be outdone. He drew his dagger and prepared to fight.

"Wait."

The foreigner gently waved his hand and looked at the middle-aged man. He smiled and said in stiff Long Xia language, "Two million. I'm talking about US dollars."

"What the hell? US dollars?"

The middle-aged man's expression relaxed instantly. He laughed and said, "Why didn't you say so earlier? Hahaha, alright. Then it's two million USD. It's a deal now. Did you bring the money?"

The foreigner waved his hand lightly. A muscular black man behind him opened a box. Inside was a bundle of neatly packed dollars.

The middle-aged man also opened a box about two feet long. Inside was a bronze Buddha statue filled with the color of faith.

"If you have anything good in the future, remember to contact me. I'll take as much as you have."

The foreigner took out a cigar and threw it at him.

The middle-aged man grabbed the cigar with one hand and laughed. "Don't worry. As long as you can afford it, I'll get you whatever treasure you want!"

"Happy cooperation!"2

Just as the two sides were about to leave, a faint voice came from the side, "You dare to sell this kind of thing to foreigners? What's the difference between this and a traitor?"

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