Chapter 36 Palace Master Ren! I want to communicate with your wife!

Chapter 36 Palace Master Ren! I want to communicate with your wife!

Cangming Sect, Shura Palace, the Palace Master's Palace.

In the solemn and dark-toned hall.

A middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe, with a white face and no beard, looking like a scholar, was pacing back and forth with a worried look on his face.

On the palace master's throne behind the man.

Sitting there was a beautiful young woman who looked to be in her twenties.

She was seen wearing a chest-length fairy feather skirt that highlighted her bust. The hem of the skirt was cut very short, revealing her two slender yet plump white legs, which were generously exposed and elegantly crossed together.

At this moment, she seemed to completely ignore the worries of the man in front of her.

The beautiful woman was drawing her eyebrows, her pair of captivating phoenix eyes full of nonchalance.

"Madam!"

"The ancestor came to me personally yesterday and asked me to fully support Hong Yi at the clan leader meeting in half a month."

"And today, the fierce tiger Taoist from the Rakshasa Palace immediately sent me a message, asking me to form an alliance with him, to push him to the top, and promised me a lot of benefits!"

"In your opinion, what should we do?"

The Lord of Shura Palace, the "Jade-faced Demon Sword Master" Ren Qianfan, looked at his wife behind him with a humble face as if asking for instructions.

"Haha, what should I do?"

The beautiful woman changed the way she crossed her legs, glanced at her husband, and said coldly: "You have a plan in mind, don't you?"

"I"

Ren Qianfan was startled when he heard this, then he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! To be honest, Madam! After weighing the pros and cons, I am more inclined to support Taoist Menghu!"

"Ah."

The beautiful woman sneered, put down the stone daub she was using to draw her eyebrows, pursed her red lips, and began to apply lipstick, "Tell me your reasons."

"Well, since Madam is willing to listen to my opinion, I will speak frankly!"

Ren Qianfan straightened his chest, his eyes showing a boldness of commanding the country, "The current situation in the sect seems to be that the four hall masters are in a three-way balance, and the major hall masters under them check and balance each other. But in fact, due to the rise of the fierce tiger Taoist of the Rakshasa Hall in recent years, the pattern has long been broken!"

"It's totally different from the hypocritical seniority-based ranking and selection of the most capable people in the righteous way!"

"For those of us in the demonic world, we need power and background to make a living!"

"It is no exaggeration to say that the power of the Rakshasa Palace today is not necessarily comparable to that of the other three major palaces combined!"

"So, even though I am Hongyi's uncle, for the future of our Shura Palace, I have no choice but to place my bet on the Tiger Taoist this time!"

"Ma'am, what do you think?"

When he said the last sentence, the stern look on the Shura Palace Master's face suddenly disappeared, and he looked at the stunning beauty on the throne with a look of respect.

"I thought?"

Han Jinniang smiled coldly, "I thought you were stupid and bad, a waste among wastes."

"this"

Being scolded by his wife like this, Ren Qianfan felt a little embarrassed. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Well! I'd like to hear your opinion, Madam!"

"Let me ask you, who is that fierce tiger Taoist?"

Han Jinniang said: "This person is ruthless and arrogant. In order to expand his power and gain the support of the elders, he has done everything he can over the years. He has killed many people, both openly and secretly!"

"Except for the old ancestor and the mentally unstable Bai Qingling, who stays in the blood kitchen all day, who in the entire sect can be confident that he can be suppressed?"

"Now that the ancestor's time is up after this person takes over, why do you think he will give you a share of the pie instead of directly annexing your Shura Palace in its entirety in the name of the sect master!"

Ren Qianfan was sweating profusely after hearing this. He nodded and said, "Madam, your opinion is correct. If that is true, then according to your opinion, should we fully support Hongyi?"

"otherwise."

Han Jinniang shook her head and said, "Although Hongyi is your niece, she is too young and has only been the head of the Black Moon Hall for three years. Her foundation is too shallow. Apart from the five Ye Family Grand Masters, I'm afraid no one dares to take the lead in supporting her."

Ren Qianfan thought for a moment and said, "Madam, precisely because of this, we should help Hongyi to take the throne! If she really becomes the next sect leader, she will definitely not treat me, her uncle, unfairly. By then, our Shura Palace will have a greater say in the sect and more resources to allocate!"

"Incorrigible fool!"

Han Jinniang yelled angrily, her eyebrows raised; she raised one of her beautiful legs and kicked her husband hard in the waist!

Ren Qianfan showed an expression of pain but still lowered his head and endured it, not daring to resist.

Even though he felt extremely aggrieved, he could only grit his teeth and humbly bowed to the stunning lady on the throne, saying:

"Please teach me, Madam!"

Han Jinniang snorted coldly and said, "Let me ask you, if on the day of the sect election meeting, Ye Hongyi is isolated and helpless, and the Tiger Taoist is surrounded by thousands of people, if you jump out to support this girl, can you guarantee that the situation will be reversed?"

"this"

Ren Qianfan thought about it carefully and said truthfully: "I'm afraid not."

"That's it."

Han Jinniang said: "If at that time, the Tiger Taoist is elected as the leader by a large margin, then after he takes the position, with his vengeful nature, you, Ren Qianfan, will definitely be the first person he will deal with!"

"Tell me the truth: with the foundation of our Shura Palace, can we fight against the Rakshasa Palace and the group of disciples behind it?"

"Ah, ma'am, you are absolutely right. I almost did something unwise just now!"

Ren Qianfan wiped his sweat in fear and asked, "Then, in your opinion, what should we do?"

"do nothing."

Han Jinniang said: "Based on the current intelligence, Hua Yuerong from the Yin Gui Palace seems to be interested in participating in this election. This woman has always been calm and low-key. I don't know what her intention is in competing for the position of the sect leader this time."

At this point, a hint of suspicion flashed across her sharp eyes, and then she cleared her throat and said,

"In short, the more complicated the situation is during the election meeting, the more advantageous it will be for us!"

"Because, by then, we, the Shura Palace, which has remained neutral throughout, will surely become the target of their desperate efforts to win over! The choice is in our hands! And the more fiercely they fight, the greater the benefits we can gain from it!"

"Remember this: the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish!"

"You can write back to that fierce tiger Taoist now, saying that you have been busy in seclusion recently and are not concerned about the sect's affairs. Also, tell him that the ancestor came to see you the other day, but you turned him down so that Niubizi can rest assured."

"I see!"

Ren Qianfan felt suddenly enlightened, and he knelt down in front of the charming figure on the throne and said sincerely: "My wife is like a fish to water!"

Han Jinniang straightened her graceful waist lazily and glanced at her husband: "Nothing, kneel down. I'm a little tired."

"But, Madam, I have another concern."

Ren Qianfan said: "As you said before, Bai Qingling's real strength is not inferior to that of the fierce tiger Taoist. If this person intervenes at that time, the situation may become beyond our control."

"No, you don't understand him."

Han Jinniang looked into the void, her cold eyes gradually becoming blurred, as if she was reminded of some memories:

"I met him once when I was young at the place of Ji Taimei, the leader of the Hehuan Sect."

"With your stupid knowledge, you can't imagine what a stunning man this is."

"Let's put it this way. In Bai Qingling's eyes, this world is totally insignificant."

"What he seeks is the ultimate avenue that you and I would never be able to glimpse even a tiny bit in our lifetime."

At the end of the conversation, the lady of Shura Palace had dull eyes and a somewhat yearning expression.

"Alright, alright, Bai Qingling is so powerful, but he is still the hall master of this small Cangming Sect, on an equal footing with me, Ren?"

"Also! It's widely rumoured outside that this guy was crippled by Mu Xinlan. I think it's probably true!"

Hearing that his wife admired another man so much, Ren Qianfan gritted his teeth and felt displeased.

"Ma'am, I think."

Suddenly, he gathered up his courage, took a few steps forward, and approached the plump, soft, charming figure.

"You slave! What are you doing? Back off! Do you want to die!?"

Han Jinniang came back to her senses and shouted coldly.

Hearing this scolding.

The young and famous Shura Palace Master could no longer suppress the grievance in his heart!

His quiet and delicate scholar face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Han Jinniang! You and I have been married for thirteen years! You never let me touch even a finger! What do you think of me as your husband!?"

"This life is unbearable!"

Bang!

He shouted and smashed the table next to him into powder with one palm!

"Can't live like this? Haha."

Han Jinniang raised her eyebrows, and a hint of teasing appeared on her beautiful foxy face: "You know best who you are, Ren Qianfan. Even if I take off all my clothes and stand in front of you today, what can you do?"

"What dare you do? Huh?"

"I"

After hearing this, the Jade-faced Demon Sword Immortal, who was furious just a second ago, suddenly stopped and said with a sad look: "Yes, I am a waste. I don't deserve to have you."

"Okay."

Han Jinniang took off one of her crystal clear high-heeled jade shoes, revealing her snow-white and beautiful feet.

Then, she waved her jade hand and threw the shoe to her husband's side.

Next second.

The Shura Palace Master, who held a high status in the sect, actually knelt down in humiliation and put his face against the jade shoes as if he were feeling something.

The atmosphere in the house became a little weird.

At this time.

The steward outside the palace used the sound transmission talisman to report:

"Reporting to the Palace Master! Palace Master Bai of Youluo Palace is here to visit!"

Bai Qingling!?

Why did he come to see me?

Ren Qianfan's body trembled, and he instinctively looked at his wife on the throne.

The other person's eyes were wide open, with a look of disbelief.

At this time, the steward outside the door transmitted again:

"By the way, Lord Palace Master, Palace Master Bai also said..."

The deacon hesitated to speak.

"What else did he say? Tell me now!"

Ren Qianfan frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

"Palace Master Bai said that he and your wife have something important to discuss. Please help keep watch outside the door! Don't let the enemy find out the details!"

What!?

Ren Qianfan's body trembled, and his expression changed completely!

The grievances accumulated over the past decade were ignited by endless anger at this moment and exploded!

"You come into my territory and ask me to guard the door?"

"This yellow-haired boy is bullying me too much!"

"Sword—come!"

After many years, the magic sword in the hands of the "Jade-faced Demon Sword Immortal" is unsheathed again!

However, the next moment.

The hand holding the sword began to tremble unconsciously.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

As footsteps were heard outside the door.

A suffocating and terrifying demonic power that he had never felt before rushed towards him!

In an instant, it enveloped the entire hall!

He was trembling inwardly.

He instinctively turned his head and looked at his beautiful wife on the throne.

I saw that my wife's pretty face was flushed, her beautiful eyes were wide open, and her magnificent breasts were heaving with nervousness.

Under the skirt, a pair of snow-white and tender legs were gently caressing each other.