Bailing Holy Land, Dan Hall.

When the death of Ren Tianxiao and his wife was learned, the entire Dan Hall was in chaos.

Ren Tianxiao is a giant among the Immortal Kings, and his identity as the head of the Alchemy Hall is also very important in the Holy Land, far exceeding the importance of other heads of the hall.

However, such a great man was cursed to death on his bed in his mansion.

This is too horrifying! Such a bizarre and terrifying thing soon spread throughout the Bailing Holy Land.

When the news reached the ears of the various hall masters, their first reaction was disbelief and they felt it was impossible.

But after they arrived at the scene and saw the two corpses that had been burned beyond recognition by the fire, they had to believe this fact.

"Even in the Holy Land, one can be cursed to death. What kind of method is this?"

"Most likely it was the work of Yin Yang Sect."

"Yin Yang Sect? Are they going to declare war on our Bailing Holy Land?"

"It shouldn't be the Yin Yang Sect. The method of cursing Ren Tianxiao to death seems very deliberate, as if they want to put the blame on the Yin Yang Sect on purpose. They want us to go to war with the Yin Yang Sect so that the fisherman can benefit from the quarrel between the snipe and the clam."

"Temple Master Zhang is right. In my opinion, the Ten Thousand Races Sect is highly suspicious. It is very likely that they are the ones who are interfering."

"Everyone should stop making random guesses, as this can easily lead to misleading people. Let's wait for the Holy Lord to notify us."

“…”

After a brief exchange, no one made any more assumptions, but everyone looked a little uneasy.

If the head of Dan Hall can be cursed to death, what about us?

As long as the other party targets him, he will most likely end up like the Alchemy Hall Master...

Thinking of this, everyone became panic-stricken.

…

The center of the Bailing Holy Land.

temple.

The breathtakingly beautiful Saint was sitting upright on a jade chair, patiently listening to the reports from two maids, one in white and one in purple.

One of the maids, the purple-dressed woman, reported with a smile:

"Holy Lord, I am useless. I have not been able to find out who killed Ren Tianxiao and his wife."

"No need to investigate, just deal with this matter properly, especially the rumors."

The Holy Lord said in a calm voice.

The woman in purple skirt replied "yes" and quickly left the temple, starting to deal with the aftermath of the curse that killed the Dan Tang couple.

"Bai Ying, go and ask Deacon Chen from Baihua Hall to come over."

The Holy Lord looked at the maid in a white silk dress and said.

The woman in the white dress responded respectfully, "I understand, Holy Lord."

After she finished speaking, she immediately teleported away and went to Baihua Hall to inform Chen An to come to the temple.

…

Baihua Hall, Chen Mansion.

Chen An was counting the spoils obtained from killing the three family heads in the room when suddenly the door was knocked by his young wife Song Huaying.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Husband, something big has happened!"

“Crunch—”

The door opened, Chen An looked at Song Huaying outside the door in confusion and asked, "What's the matter?"

"My dear, you may not believe this, but the head of the Dan Hall is dead, and his first wife, the woman who bullied Sister Gu and the others in the market last time, is also dead!"

When talking about the woman's death, Song Huaying's voice clearly contained a hint of joy.

She had talked with Gu Xinyue, Wen Zhiyun and Shen Qingyi, and learned the whole story of the incident in the market town. She hated the woman in Dan Hall to the core.

Now that the woman is dead, I feel relieved.

"Husband, why do you look so calm? Don't you feel relieved that the woman died?"

Song Huaying asked with some doubt.

I was the one who killed the person, so I should have gotten rid of my anger a long time ago... Chen An thought about it and smiled:

"It's natural to feel relieved."

"Oh, my dear, I studied some new tricks with Jiuji yesterday. I'm free now, can I let you try them out?"

Song Huaying's topic jumped widely, immediately flying to the subject of sex, and she spoke with a hint of lust in her eyes.

Chen An held her waist, hugged her body and let her sit on his lap, poked her lips with his finger and said: "You guy, you said something big happened, but in fact you just want to come in and make love, right?"

Song Huaying's voice was so soft and crisp that Chen An's heart almost melted when she heard it.

Chen An also smiled, looking at the finger that had just been licked, wiped the saliva on it onto Song Huaying's face, poked her cheek and said:

"Your mouth is dishonest, but your body is quite honest. You were so sexy that you even licked my fingers with your tongue to seduce me. You're really a little devil."

"I am a human, not a fairy. Sister Jiuji and Sister Long are the fairies."

"You have the blood of the Flower God, and you still say you are not a female fairy?"

"Blood is blood, and the body is still human."

“…”

As they talked, the couple took off all their clothes and skillfully deepened their feelings for each other in bed.

Just when the two wanted to take a step further, an ethereal female voice was heard from outside the cave.

"I am Bai Ying from the Holy Temple. I am here on the orders of the Holy Lord to invite Deacon Chen to the Holy Temple."

Although the sound was played out loud, only Chen An could hear it.

Chen An was puzzled when he heard this. Why would the Holy Lord suddenly come to me? Could it be that the curse to kill Ren Tianxiao was exposed?

It shouldn't be possible.

There must be something else.

With confusion in his heart, Chen An quickly dressed and got out of bed, going outside to meet the master from the temple.

To him who was just a deacon, anyone from the temple was a superior person.

Even if she is just a maidservant beside the Holy Lord, she is still an important person.

When he arrived outside the cave, what caught Chen An's eye was a beautiful woman in a white silk dress.

Her real age is unknown, but she looks like a young woman in her early thirties, which is the most charming and seductive stage for women.

Unfortunately, she only had a pretty face, not to the extent of being so beautiful as to make fishes sink to the bottom of their chests, geese fall to the ground, or the moon hide in shame on flowers.

And her figure wasn't particularly attractive, just slightly plump.

Chen An was not interested in the woman in the white dress, but he was still very polite on the surface:

"Master Baiying, I wonder why the Holy Lord called me to the temple?"

"I don't know the details. If Deacon Chen wants to know, he will know when he arrives at the temple."

The woman in the white dress said in a clear and cold voice.

But it was just a cold voice. He couldn't help but look at Chen An's face. He thought that this deacon of Baihua Hall was very handsome, and the smell he exuded was also pleasant.

Soon, Chen An followed the woman in white dress to the temple.

…

temple.

Outside the Holy Lord's bedroom.

Chen An followed the woman in white dress and was teleported here.

As soon as he landed, he heard a soft female voice coming from the Holy Lord's bedroom.

"Bai Ying, please leave first. I want to talk to Deacon Chen alone."

"Yes, Holy Lord."

The woman in the white dress responded, and the moment she finished speaking she teleported away from the dormitory door.

Then, the door of the dormitory opened with a creaky sound.

Although the door was open, it was blocked by a layer of purple mist and nothing could be seen.

I could just vaguely sense that there was someone sitting on a chair in the dormitory.

And this person can only be the mysterious Holy Lord.

"Deacon Chen, come in."

The Holy Lord's voice was heard again in the dormitory.

Chen An didn't say much, just replied "yes" respectfully, and then walked into the Holy Lord's bedroom with a hint of uneasiness and expectation.

He was very curious about the appearance of the Holy Lord and wanted to see how beautiful the master of Bailing Holy Land was.

However, when he slowly walked through the purple mist and saw the Holy Lord sitting on a jade chair, he was stunned, his face full of surprise.

Saint Wa?! ...

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