Chapter 44. Because this sword will be very handsome

Chapter 44. Because this sword will be very handsome

Youluo Palace, Blood Kitchen Dark Room.

A man and a woman with a huge height difference stood one in front of the other under a mirror of clear water.

"Master, he is really good-looking."

"It would be great if this perfect body belonged only to Xing'er."

After squatting down and helping the man tidy up his robe, Cen Xing'er took a step back, admiring the perfect body, and sighed in a low voice with a look of obsession.

As she thought about it, her cheeks blushed again.

At this moment, she could feel it clearly.

My darkest desire for this perfect man who raised me became more and more intense!

I was almost completely out of control!

"What did you say?"

As if he could sense the girl's gaze becoming increasingly hot, Bai Feng glanced sideways.

"No, nothing."

Cen Xing'er quickly shook her head and lowered it, the ponytails on both sides brushing past her rosy face.

Bai Feng naturally saw through the girl's thoughts at a glance.

He said helplessly: "In the future if you want to see me, you can come to the Blood Kitchen at any time. You don't have to be too particular about the etiquette of respect and inferiority."

"Really?"

Upon hearing this, Cen Xing'er's eyes suddenly lit up as if reflecting the stars: "Can Xing'er really stay by the master's side all the time?"

"Certainly."

Bai Feng nodded: "This is also a reward for your excellent performance these days."

The words had just come out of my mouth.

He then regretted it.

He agreed to slowly bring the other party back on track!

Unconsciously, he accepted the perverted "master and servant" setting with this girl from the bottom of his heart!

"Hey, speaking of which."

"My life is indeed perfect enough, so I don't blame this child."

Bai Feng looked at himself in the mirror.

His appearance was handsome and stern, with clear-cut features that were almost flawless.

A majestic and loose black gold demon robe made his already burly figure look even more majestic and domineering as if he were a world-destroying demon.

It has been a month since the time travel.

At this moment, he completely accepted himself.

And he was sure of one thing.

In today's clan leader election, he, Bai Qingling, will be the most handsome guy in the whole place.

Tonight, the name of Demon Lord Qingling will shock the entire sect and resound throughout the entire Yunzhou Continent!

"Oh, right! Master Xing'er just heard the bells coming from the Holy Mountain of the Main Altar. This means that the election has begun. Should we go there now?"

Cen Xing'er hurried forward and said.

"Not urgent."

Bai Feng said: "We are still short of a treasure that can completely stabilize the situation."

"What is that?" Cen Xing'er asked.

Bai Feng said nothing but snapped his fingers.

A blood-red Stealing Shadow Dzi Bead suddenly appeared from the void.

Immediately following.

A light curtain reflected out——

In the center of the picture is a fat monk with sweat all over his forehead. He is seen flying across the sky with a sword, moving forward at a speed that even exceeds that of the spirit birds around him.

"Master, this is..."

"Back then, Senior Sister Suifeng went undercover with the Red Pig Guard to the Middle-earth, Hong Tianfan?"

Cen Xing'er exclaimed.

"good."

Bai Feng nodded and said, "Did you see what's on his back? That's what we want—the Cangming Soul Sword."

"So that's it! Xing'er understands!"

Cen Xing'er suddenly realized and clenched her fists excitedly, "Since the Soul Sword was lost, the successive Cangming Sect Masters have never held two holy artefacts at the same time! When the master holds both the Soul Sword and the Soul Ring at the same time, he will be the destined Cangming Emperor! How amazing!"

"Ahem."

Bai Feng cleared his throat, interrupted his fangirl disciple's flattery, and said, "I have another wonderful use for these two holy weapons, especially the Cangming Soul Sword."

"ah?"

Cen Xing'er tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "Although Xing'er doesn't understand, I still think the master is amazing (●●)!!!"

"Xing'er, has your master never taught you the way of the sword?" Bai Feng suddenly asked.

Cen Xing'er recalled it and nodded reluctantly.

"Then you have to pay close attention at today's sect leaders' meeting." Bai Feng said.

"Ah? Why?"

"Because of the sword of my master."

"It'll be handsome."

It was noon.

There is only one stick of incense left before the election.

At this moment, the heads of various forces within the sect and representatives of inner and outer sect disciples all entered the magnificent Wanxiang Demon Palace.

The Wanxiang Demon Palace is a giant building constructed with obsidian magic stone as the basic material.

There are five floors in total, and the height from the ground to the dome is about fifty or sixty feet.

Each floor has seats for guests of different classes.

At this moment, on the high platform on the fifth floor.

The two hall masters of the Yingui Hall and the Shura Hall have already taken their seats, while the seats opposite those of the Youluo and Luosha Halls are empty.

"Palace Master Hua's magnanimity is truly greater than that of my wife."

"I wonder what the beauty is like under that veil? Which man would be lucky enough to see her face?"

Ren Qianfan stared at the master of the Yingui Palace opposite him, who was on an equal footing with him and couldn't help but murmur with emotion.

"Haha, you wimp, even if you saw her naked, what can you do? Huh?"

A sneer came into my ears.

The Jade-faced Demon Swordsman felt a chill down his spine and quickly looked away.

"Ma'am, I just."

He was about to explain something.

However, the lady next to him had already stood up and left the table, walking towards the cold figure.

"Ma'am, there's no need! It's really not necessary!"

Ren Qianfan wanted to hold his wife back, but then he changed his mind -

My wife is actually jealous of me!

So, she still loves me!

Han Jinniang came to the seat in the Yingui Palace and stood still.

At this moment, the two young and mature beauties, each with their own charm, looked at each other, and an invisible aura of solemnity spread.

"Saint Aunt, I see you've been staring at Palace Master Bai's seat, but have you secretly formed an alliance with him?"

Han Jinniang asked with a smile.

"What connection do I have with Bai Qingling? What does it have to do with you?"

Hua Yuerong said coldly: "Madam, please take care of your Palace Master Ren. If he dares to look at me with such a vulgar look again, don't blame me for breaking my face."

"The Saint Lady is still as bad-tempered as ever."

"That's not good."

Hearing the gunpowder in the other party's words, Han Jinniang was not angry. She smiled and said, "I heard that Saint Auntie intends to seize the position of the sect leader. In this matter, shouldn't you restrain your temper and win over people?"

"Otherwise, if you fight against the big boss of the Rakshasa Palace alone, you will probably end up in trouble."

"My business has nothing to do with your Highness. Don't let me emphasize it a second time."

Hua Yuerong's tone became even colder.

"Well, it seems that the big nose is not worth a sneer in the eyes of the Saint Lady, so -"

Han Jinniang smiled charmingly and pointed to the seat at the Youluo Palace nearby: "Where is this man?"

After hearing this.

The Saint Lady of the Yin Gui Palace, who had been indifferent the entire time, finally showed a trace of fluctuation in her eyes: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Nothing, I just want to tell Palace Master Hua something."

Han Jinniang leaned close to the other person's ear, smiled charmingly, and said: "This lady has formed a close alliance with Palace Master Bai and will do her utmost to help him seize the throne today~"

"you"

Hua Yuerong's beautiful eyes widened, and for the first time, that pretty face behind the veil showed emotion!