If Ren Baqian did not have that level of identity, Xu Wuming might not die, and Wen Xiaosheng might not die.

However, at this time, both of them made a choice and gave Ren Baqian an explanation.

First of all, the Lord of the Heavenly Dao Palace is a foreign race, and all the people in the Heavenly Dao Palace are covered in blood.

Secondly, the Heavenly Dao Hall is the Heavenly Dao Hall for everyone, with thousands of years of inheritance. If you step on the wrong path in such a world that is about to change, it will be destroyed.

The Lord of Heavenly Dao Palace is dead.

The two of them will die, too.

In this way, the Heavenly Dao Palace will be worry-free.

The sect understands that some people think of it, and some people haven't thought of it, but they will understand it in the end.

Ren Baqian understood, but when he arrived outside the door, he felt a little excited.

Let's stop this matter.

This explanation is enough.

That **han...Ren Baqian was not in the mood to cause trouble for her.

If he killed Xu Wuming and Wen Xiaosheng, he wouldn't feel anything.

But the two of them committed suicide like this, which made Ren Baqian feel a little uncomfortable. He lost some of his original thoughts and was too lazy to pay attention to other things.

...

The next thing was to sect and everyone appease the villagers and select masters to join the halls.

Even the surviving venerables returned to their respective sub-hones to stabilize the overall situation.

It has to be said that the seven thousand years of foundation of the Heavenly Dao Palace is indeed not comparable to those so-called famous sects. In the case of losing most of the top masters, they can even make up for thirty-nine Divine Wheel masters.

However, the strength has been reduced by a large margin. Most of the newly selected hall masters did not even condense the magical weapons, and there was no one with the strength of Xu Wuming.

Ren Baqian doesn't care about these things. If the Heavenly Dao Palace is weaker, it will be safer.

He has been walking around the beach for the past two days without any trouble. As a native of Northeastern people, the sea is an eternal dream.

There is probably also the relationship between Haizi's saying "Facing the sea, spring flowers bloom."

Ren Baqian feels that sometimes he still has a bit of literary sentiment.

The sea in this world is very clear and the beach is white. If it weren't for the strange fish two or three meters long in the water, Ren Baqian would really want to go down and try it.

However, Ren Baqian finally gave up the idea.

Beside him was a squinting young man with a smile on his face and his eyes were always squinting, making people unable to see what was in his eyes.

This person is a disciple of the sect, called Jiao Ping.

Ren Baqian looked into the distance, and was curious about the turbulent strata far away from the coast, but he didn't ask.

It is better not to expose this kind of ignorance to others.

Just go back and ask the Duwei Mansion to collect information about the turbulence.

That night, ** Han, who had been missing for two days, appeared again in front of Ren Baqian. At this time, she was already the master of Queyin Temple.

She washed away the thick eye shadow that was rare in this world, but she applied a light powder and lip fat. Her hair was scattered behind her, and her purple coat was also changed to a coupling color. She looked much purer and became more charming.

However, behind this beautiful face is a rather twisted soul.

Ren Baqian was sitting in front of the window thinking about something, but when he heard the knock on the door, he was a little surprised when he saw her, and could not think of what she would do.

"Can I go in?" **han had a smile on his face, which seemed no different from before.

However, Ren Baqian always felt that something seemed to be in her smile.

He flashed and asked her to come in. Ren Baqian leaned against the door post and hugged his arms, and said frivolously: "It's so late, is it from the recommended pillow mat?"

"If I say yes, do you want it?" ** Han's eyes circulated, his eyes were charming.

Ren Baqian looked at her seriously, and saw that she had no intention of joking, so he said, "Let's go, just don't appear in front of me in the future."

I guessed in my heart, I didn’t know if it was her own idea or someone else’s sign.

But it's really no point to use this trick now.

**Han's body whirls gently, like dancing, and has a graceful figure, like a flash of cereus blooming at midnight, blooming all the beauty of the body.

After three gentle rotations, ** Han had already appeared in front of Ren Baqian, his fingers streaked across his chest, and his mouth softly: "If I leave, don't you regret it?"

"Beauty is the best weapon for women, and I have the most powerful weapon in this world. Unfortunately, most men in this world are not worthy of it!"

"Is this arrogance at the beginning and respect at the end?" Ren Baqian sneered.

"No, it's just a tall guy!" ** Han said with a slight teasing meaning.

Ren Baqian's anger was almost stirred by her, and her teeth were so annoyed that you didn't go to heaven, and you had no way to hell!

The hand climbed up to the other person's chest without hesitation, pinched it lightly, and stretched out his fingers and bounced it.

** Han suddenly let out a silver bell-like laugh, and his body danced lightly around Wan Qian.

I have to admit that **han's dancing posture is excellent. With this seemingly pure face and her strange temperament, it has enough charm to make people excited.

** Han often touched Ren Baqian with his arms or certain parts of his body, making the flames in Ren Baqian's heart burned even louder.

Ren Baqian's hand suddenly landed on **han's waist and pulled it gently, and the strap wrapped around his waist suddenly fell off.

This kind of belt that is wide by a palm is called a knee-blocking.

One of the functions is to suppress clothes.

The cover of the knees fell off, and the clothes on ** Han also opened up. Although they were still hanging on their body, they exposed their bellyband.

Luo's shirt is half-clear, and it is even more tempting than taking off naked.

Under the oil lamp, the blush on ** Han's face seemed to be heavier.

The movement was not affected at all. After dancing a few lightly, the clothes just slid down, revealing half of the white jade-like **.

There is only one bellyband on the body, and when you turn around, you can see two buttocks that make people want to slap on.

** Han also hooked Ren Baqian's neck with his chest tightly against Ren Baqian's chest, and a pair of soft and soft slutty rested on Ren Baqian's back neck.

"Is this weapon powerful?"

Let Baqian's fingers slide across **han's body, and the hands are fragrant and smooth as warm jade.

Although Ren Baqian has not seen many women, there are also many. There is no need to mention the earth, the empress is extremely beautiful, and there is also a heartbreak, Lin Qiaole...

Lin Qiaole won’t mention it anymore and can’t afford it.

However, Lin Qiaole still has a good reputation after transforming.

The empress and the heart break have one thing in common, with a cool temperament and a very heroic feeling. Although it is perfect, the body shape can be more, and the line can be less soft and the keenness can be less.

After all, the ancient women are always wild.

But the person in front of him is different, giving people the feeling of being able to rub her into their body.

In general, **han may not be better than the Empress, but it is not bad either. The important thing is that she is completely different from the Empress.

Such a woman was tightly pressed against her body, wearing only a bellyband, exposing all other skin in front of her, allowing herself to ask for it, Ren Baqian felt that her anger became even louder.

With a finger, the strap of the **han bellyband was broken off directly, and the upper part of the bellyband fell and stuck in front of his chest, tightly attached to Ren Baqian.

"Now, if I leave, will you regret it?" **han said in a charming voice.

"Where are you going now?" Ren Baqian flipped his palm, and an iron cable strung out of his palm, wrapping **han tightly.

"Even if you don't tie it up, I won't run away." **han chuckled, and the cold touch made a small patch of fine bumps on her body.

"That's hard to say." Ren Baqian took a step back and looked at the tied **han, and the iron cable was still wandering around **han, just highlighting the bulge on his chest.

The important places are not blocked at all.

Ren Baqian placed **han on the chair, tied **han and the chair together according to her wishes, and then wrapped them around **han's legs and gently pulled them out.

** Han's face was red and his eyes were as charming as silk: "So you like this?"

At this time, **han, her posture, and the iron chain on her body, could not stand such a scene as a man.

Ren Baqian is a man, so naturally he can't stand it.

Close the door, then picked up something from the table and hid it behind him, and walked towards **han.

** Han whispered with a blush on her face: "This is the first time I have!"

"Don't worry, you'll be fine." Ren Baqian smiled and shone the hand behind him, and saw a feather in his hand.

Ren Baqian grabbed **han's feet and scratched his feathers gently.

** Han subconsciously wanted to shrink his feet.

However, Ren Baqian grabbed her feet and swept her feet lightly with her feathers.

**Han began to pant.

Three minutes later, ** Han's face began to change, but Ren Baqian still had no intention of stopping.
To be continued...