If Ren Baqian does not have that level of identity, nothingness may not die, and Wen Xiaosheng may not die.

However, at this time, both people made a choice and gave Ren Baqian an account.

Once the Lord of the Heavenly Temple was alien, all the people in the Heavenly Temple were covered with blood.

Secondly, the Heavenly Temple is the Heavenly Temple for everyone. It has been passed down for thousands of years. In such a world that is about to change, if it is wrong, it will be destroyed.

The Lord of Heavenly Temple is dead.

They both had to die.

In this way, the Temple of Heaven is worry-free.

Zong Shang understands that some people think of it, some people haven't thought of it, but eventually they will understand.

Ren Baqian understood, and when he was outside the door, he felt a little intrigued.

That's all for now.

This explanation is enough.

That Han ... Ren Baqian was not in the mood to trouble her.

If you killed Void and Wen Xiaosheng by yourself, you would not feel anything.

But the two of them just committed suicide, but made Ren Baqian feel a little awkward. Some of his original thoughts were gone, and he was too lazy to care about the others.

...

The next thing is that Zong Shang and the others appease the villagers and select experts to fill the halls.

Even a few honored survivors returned to each branch, stabilizing the overall situation.

It has to be said that the seven thousand-year history of the Heavenly Temple Hall is indeed not comparable to those of the so-called famous schools. In the case of losing most of the top masters, it can even fill up 39 magic gods.

However, the strength was reduced by a large margin. Most of the newly selected masters of the temple did not even condense the magic soldiers, and there was no one like that with no strength.

Ren Baqian didn't care about these things. Tiandao Dian's strength was weaker, but it was more secure.

He has been around the sea for two days. As a native of Northeast China, the sea is always a dream.

Probably there is a relationship of Haizi's phrase "facing the sea with spring blossoms".

Ren Baqian feels that he is still a little bit young.

The sea in this world is very clear and the beaches are white. If it weren't for the strange fishes two or three meters long in the water, Ren Baqian would really like to try it.

However, Ren Baqian finally dispelled this idea.

Next to him was a squinting young man, with a smile on his face and squinting, making it hard to see what was in his eyes.

This person is a disciple of Zong Shang, called Jiaoping.

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

It is better not to expose this ignorance to others.

Go back and let Duweifu collect news of the stratosphere.

That night, Han, who disappeared for two days, appeared again in front of Ren Baqian, at this time she was already the master of the Yin Palace.

She was washed away from the heavy eye shadows that are rare in this world, but she applied a touch of lipstick and lip fat, her hair was scattered behind her, and her purple coat was changed to a coupling color, which looked much purer and more moving .

But behind this pretty face is a rather twisted soul.

Ren Baqian was sitting at the window thinking about some things. After hearing the knock on the door, she was surprised and couldn't think of what she would do.

"Can I get in?" Han smiled, no different from before.

But Ren Baqian always felt something in her smile.

She let her in, Ren Baqian leaned on the doorpost with her arms in her arms, and said lightly, "It's late, from the recommended pillow?"

"If I said yes, would you like either?" Han Yan's eyes flowed, his eyes charming.

Ren Baqian took a serious look at her, and saw that she was not joking, and said, "Let's go, and it will be less in front of me."

Guessing in her heart, I don't know if it is her own thought or the gesture of others.

But it's boring to use this trick now.

Han's body is gently swirling, just like dancing, and she is graceful in appearance, like a lotus flower that blooms in the middle of the night, blooming all the beauty of the body.

With three gentle rotations, Han had appeared in front of Ren Baqian, his fingers ran across his chest, and his mouth was soft and soft: "If I were gone, wouldn't you regret it?"

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

"Is this respectful?" Ren Baqian sneered.

"No, just get taller in the dwarf!" Han said slightly teasingly.

Ren Baqian's anger was almost aroused by her, and her roots were itchy, and there was a way in heaven. You would n’t go. There would be no hell. You had to come!

Hands politely climbed on the opponent's chest, squeezed slightly, and stretched out a finger again.

Han suddenly made a silver bell-like laughter, and her body was dancing around Ren Yaqian.

I have to admit that Han's dancing is excellent. Coupled with this seemingly innocent face, and her weird temperament, it has enough charming charm.

From time to time, Han touched Ren Baqian with a light touch on his arm or some part of his body, making the flame in Ren Baqian's heart become bigger.

Ren Baqian's hand suddenly fell on Han's waist and gently pulled, and the belt around his waist suddenly fell off.

This one-wide palm strap is called a kneepad.

One of the functions is to hold down the clothes.

The knees fell off, and Han's clothes also opened. Although she was still hanging on her body, she exposed her bellyband.

Luo shirt half-dissolved, more attractive than stripped off.

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

The movement was not affected at all, and he gently danced a few times, and the clothes slid down, exposing half as white as Ningyu.

There is only one bellyband on the whole body. When you turn around, you can see two hip **** that you can't help but want to slap up.

Han also hooked Ren Yaqian's neck in his hometown, his chest was tightly in front of Ren Yaqian's chest, and a pair of soft Yiyi was put on Ren Yaqian's neck.

"Is this weapon powerful?"

Ren Baqian's fingers slipped on Han's body, his hands were fragrant and smooth as warm jade.

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

Lin Qiaole didn't mention it, I was sorry for A.

However, Lin Qiaole was quite interesting after he turned.

The empress and Xinzhe have one thing in common, the temperament is cold, and it feels very heroic. Although perfect, the figure is increased by one point and decreased by one point, but the lines are softer and more determined.

After all, ancient women are always wild.

The person in front of them was different, giving a feeling that she could rub her into her body.

In general, Han may not be better than the Empress, but it is not bad, the important point is that she and the Empress are completely different types.

Such a woman was close to her, wearing only one bellyband, and exposing all the other skin in front of herself. At her own request, Ren Baqian felt more and more angry.

When you pick your finger, the belt of Handou will be cut off immediately. The upper part of the bellydou will immediately fall and get stuck in the chest.

"Now if I left, would you regret it?" Hankou said in a charming voice.

"Where are you going now?" Ren Baqian flipped the palm of his hand, and an iron cord strung out of the palm, tangling Han firmly.

"If you don't tie it, I won't run." Han smiled slightly, and the cold touch made a small piece of denseness on her.

"That's hard to say." Ren Baqian took a step back and looked at the tied culvert. The iron cable was still walking upstream of the culvert, just highlighting the bulge on the chest.

The important places are not covered at all.

Ren Baqian placed Han on the chair, and Tiesuo tied her to the chair along with her heart, and wrapped it around Han's two legs, pulling it outwards gently.

Han's face was red, and his eyes were as silky as "So you like this?"

At this time, Han, her posture, and the iron cable on her body, such a scene, as long as a man can not stand.

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

Close the door, pick up something from the table and hide it behind you, and walk towards Han.

Han blushed softly on his face: "It's the first time for a slave!"

"Don't worry, you're just fine." Ren Baqian smiled and showed the hand behind him, and saw a feather in his hand.

Ren Baqian grabbed Han's feet, and the feathers scratched gently.

Subconsciously wants to shrink his feet.

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

Han started to pant.

Three minutes later, Han's face began to change, but Ren Baqian still did not stop.

"You, what are you going to do?" Han tried to struggle, but was pressed by Ren Baqian: "Don't move! My iron cable is not very strong. If it breaks, I'm afraid I will die."

Han didn't dare to struggle, but his muscles trembled.

Being tied by someone's feet ... who knows who this taste is.

...

Ren Baqian's current residence is Zong Shang's house.

When Han went to Renbaqian's room, Zong Shang was not there.

When he returned, he knew it.

Zong Shang shook his head slightly, frowned, Han—what would she do?

He naturally knew what Han was doing.

But he didn't know why Han did it.

The previous things have passed, nothingness and Wen Xiaosheng ended everything.

In any case, Ren Baqian will put the matter down, and his performance over the past two days also illustrates this.

Zong Shang frowned and walked to Ren Yaqian's courtyard, a figure appeared from the darkness.

"Master!"

Zong Shang ignored his disciples, and the news came from the courtyard, and there was a burst of gasp.

Zong Shang shook his head. In any case, this was Han's choice.

However, before he left, Han's puffing voice became more and more strange, and finally he was mixed with grunts ...

Zong Shang's brow tightened.

Standing for a long time, Han's pant was almost unheard of, and replaced by groaning from time to time, as if enduring something, Zong Shang sighed.

No matter what you do-why are you doing this!

...

Until the sky became clear, Ren Baqian was satisfied to loosen the han tied to the chair.

"Abnormal!" Han cursed with tears of anger.

Such a supernatural God of Wheels cry to himself with such an expression, coupled with that crystal white body, is enough for anyone to be ignited by flames.

At this time Han's body was covered with crystal sweat, and the ground was wet.

As soon as Ren Baqian released his hand, Han felt his muscles beating and moaning.

This is simply impossible for a Divine Power.

However, this night was a nightmare for her.

People outside think so.

However, the two sides' perceptions of the incident are a little different.

Ren Baqian sternly said: "Men's abnormal point is right!"

Han's tears fell down.

What happened that night was a hundred times more humiliating than she had originally thought.

In other words, there was no element of humiliation in her thoughts at first, which was her own choice.

And she didn't tell a thing. Most men in this world are not worthy of her.

She just wanted to give it a try, but unfortunately it didn't get into her eyes.

The dwarf is taller, and Ren Baqian is the taller one.

However, the gap between imagination and reality ... is too big.

Han left in tears and yelled at abnormalities when he left.

All her muscles were beating and groaning, making her strenuous. One can imagine the difficulty of enduring the pain of itching all the night and forcibly controlling himself not to break the iron cables.

Almost collapsed.

Jiao Ping outside saw Han's departure, slightly shook his head, and the smile on his face narrowed slightly.

Then people told Zong Shang about it.

...

Ren Baqian naturally did not know that his perverted name could not run away.

He was very happy at this time, humming in a minor key, and feeling happy.

There is a way in heaven, don't you go, when I am a rabbit eating grass?

This evening was much more painful than pumping her.

Seeing a woman tenderly begging for mercy in front of her, tears burst into tears ...

This good mood lasted until noon. When he went out to meet people, it was full of spring breeze.

Jiao Ping looked at Ren Baqian, who was full of spring breeze, and thought about Han crying out, shaking his head slightly.

This foreign guide ... oh ... forget it, let alone ...

After lunch at noon, Ren Baqian took the remaining crystal coffin back to the room.

On that day, everyone wanted to cut off the head of this body and burn it.

But was stopped by Ren Baqian.

Such samples cannot be easily passed.

With the coffin back to Earth ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, people bought a special freezer, and he frozen the dead body directly on it.

Now that Dayao has its own "foreign" scientists, there is no need to bother the M87 department.

In particular, the sensitivity of this alien is not small. Ren Baqian is not prepared to turn this thing into the hands of others. In the future, the laboratory staff will be sufficient and well-equipped, and it is better to research it by himself.

In the next few days, Ren Baqian took a good rest on the earth, and went back to Da Yao directly.

As for the Temple of Heaven, after everything is back on track, Zongshang will naturally go to Lancheng to see himself.

And they have to arrange for two people to enter the Temple of Heaven.

But what made him most happy was that he could immediately go back to see the emperor.

Although this period of time is not long, many things have been experienced, and it feels as if he has left the empress for a long time.

Can't wait to go back to see the red woman who was always cold.