Bai Xian said no.
Sister Hong winked at her frequently.
Does she know who she is saying no to?
Can’t delay tonight’s performance?
If she can't figure out her priorities...she won't even want to do any future performances!
"Bai Xian! Have you forgotten how we lived before? At that time, how much did we hope that someone would rescue us?
"Now, we can rescue them! Which is more important, the performance, your top spot, or rescuing so many girls who are suffering?"
Zisu looked angrily at her former best sisters.
Bai Xian clasped her hands together tightly, "Isn't that... are there others? We came together, there are quite a few people! It's not like the two of us have to go..."
"Haha..." Zisu laughed angrily, "You go to perform, I have to do something more important and meaningful!"
"If everyone had the same idea as you...we wouldn't have been saved in the first place."
"We wouldn't have today. We would have died a long time ago, without dignity! No one will remember us after we die!"
"You forgot...you forgot."
Wen Jin and Han Xian looked at each other.
Sister Hong blinked at Bai Xian until her eyelids almost cramped...
Why is this girl so stupid!
Didn't she see who Song Qin was when she arrested him last time?
Is she confused by money?
There was a "bang" sound.
The two people who spoke and Sister Hong were stunned.
They followed the sound.
I saw Wen Jin throwing a bloody sword on the ground.
The blood on it has dried, but it seems that a strong smell of blood can still be smelled.
"Ah..." Bai Xian exclaimed.
Zi Su squatted down next to the sword, "Master Yunyao's sword? She...she also came out of the mountain?"
As they spoke, Zisu and Bai Xian's faces turned slightly white.
It seems that the mention of this person makes them feel extremely scared.
"She's dead." Wen Jin said, "She brought many young girls today. After she died, those little girls first chopped her crazily, and then they seemed to have lost their souls and didn't say anything. I think , as seniors, maybe you can help them."
"We don't know where the Jinghong Sect is yet. Maybe there are more people in their sect who need to be rescued. Moreover, these little girls also need to be properly placed."
Bai Xian's body trembled violently, "Dead? Really...dead?"
Zisu covered her face, as if she was laughing or crying, her shoulders kept shaking.
"Go, I'll go with you... Yun Yao is dead, and the Jinghong Sect can finally be completely eradicated!" Zi Su stood up from the ground with a firm gaze.
Bai Xian kept looking at her, but she didn't look at Bai Xian again.
"I...I'll go too!"
Bai Xian turned around and said to Sister Hong, "Sister Hong, the performance here..."
"Don't worry about the performance, I will arrange it!" Sister Hong breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest. This girl is not stupid after all.
Wen Jin asked Sister Hong to prepare a carriage.
She and the two girls were sitting in a carriage, and Han Xian was driving the carriage.
While raising his whip, he said, "Junior sister, this is the last trip. I can't afford to go back again."
After Han Xian finished speaking, the flat ground in Kyoto became bumpy.
The noise of Kyoto is gone too.
The chirping of night birds can be heard quietly outside the car window.
Travel about ten meters.
Bai Xian and Zi Su in the car didn't even react.
Han Xian said outside, "We're here!"
Wen Jin jumped out of the carriage. The two women in the carriage looked at each other.
"arrive?"
"Is it as mysterious as when we went from the military camp to Kyoto?" Bai Xian asked.
Zi Su grabbed her hand and said, "This trip, we came here sober... This life is not in vain! If you don't come, you will regret it."
Bai Xian took a deep breath and nodded slightly.
The two of them helped each other and got out of the carriage.
Wen Jin had already entered the Taoist temple.
Master Que came to meet her, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."
Mr. Que cupped his hands and shook his head, "I don't know if they didn't dare to say it, or they couldn't remember it. They couldn't ask anything. Instead, they cried and made trouble."
Wen Jin's ears were sharp and he had already heard the sound of crying.
"It doesn't matter." Wen Jin looked back at Bai Xian and Zisu, "Here comes the reinforcements."
Bai Xian and Zi Su came to the Jinghong Sect, a group of young girls who had survived the disaster.
They didn't quite recognize this group of young girls.
But obviously many people in this group of girls recognized them.
The crying women gradually calmed down, and their chaotic eyes gradually became clear, as if they had remembered something.
"Senior Sister Bai Xian? Senior Sister Zisu?"
"Aren't you... dead?"
"Master Yunyao said that you are already dead for assassinating Emperor Liang!"
Zi Su smiled, "Yes, we are dead in the past. It was the Queen of Daliang who gave us new life..."
"Diamonds! Look at their tiaras!"
"Look at their clothes!"
This group of girls suddenly paid attention to the clothes of the two of them.
They even saw the beautiful diamond ring on Bai Xian's hand.
The girls, who were in a state of despair just now, were attracted by the gorgeous clothes and jewelry, and turned out to be much more energetic than the dazed look they had just now.
Wen Jin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she walked out of the house with Mr. Que.
The air in the mountains is cold and refreshing.
In front of you is the tall and majestic Qingcheng Mountain, and behind you are the young women who are chattering and rekindling their hope.
"If I had known that abundant material resources could rekindle their hope, there would be no need for you to go to such trouble." Master Que shook his head and sighed.
Wen Jin smiled and said, "They were controlled by the Jinghong Sect and forgot their past. Only familiar people who come with hope can make them believe it."
"My lord, I have an idea, but I don't know if it will work?" Bai Xian came out and found Wen Jin.
She respectfully said, "They are controlled by the Jinghong Sect just like us in the past, and they no longer remember who they are or where they came from.
"But what they learned from the Jinghong Sect is charm and assassination. Other than that, they have no other skills.
"My dear, you have no other use for them. The slave family wants to imitate Sister Hong and ask them to come to me voluntarily...
"Just like Xiaoyun and Zisu, sign a contract with me... The slave family will make them famous. In the future, they can be self-reliant, and the slave family can make a living even if they can't act or sing..."
Bai Xian said, smiling shyly.
But Wen Jin secretly marveled... This girl's mind is spinning so fast!
Isn't this equivalent to the "studio" of later generations?
Bai Xian is now famous and has resources. As long as she brings it to the stage, she intends to support her, regardless of whether she will become popular or not.
It is reasonable and reasonable for her to take a cut of her own fame.
Wen Jin said, "Two principles, first, they are voluntary. Second, they must be under the supervision of Baihua Entertainment."
Bai Xian quickly blessed his body and said, "I will definitely do it! Thank you for your permission!"
"Zisu, I have good news for you..."
Bai Xian hasn't finished her excited words yet.
Zisu suddenly said, "Sister Bai Xian, I can't accompany you this time."
Zisu came to Wen Jin and knelt down.
"Master, the slave family begs to follow the master, abolish the Jinghong Sect, and rescue the remaining girls."
