Chapitre 1745: The saint's Dao.2

There were only a few people in the sky sect who could forget love. Even the Holy Sons and holy virgins had not forgotten love, let alone these inner disciples.

"Master, what's wrong with the Holy maiden? What mistake did you make?"

A little girl with baby fat on her cheeks pulled on her master's sleeve.

"The saintess has gone down the mountain to travel and lost her Dao heart. She will be executed by the sect."

His master sighed.

The 11 or 12-year-old girl with baby fat turned pale with fright when she heard this, and her small face was anxious.

"How can the Saint be executed?"

In her opinion, the Holy maiden was one of the future successors of the heavenly venerate. She was a high and mighty figure, and her status in the heavenly sect was only below the heavenly venerate and the elders.

"If she's dead, then you'll have hope, right?" A middle-aged Daoist priest at the side laughed and said, "