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Chapter 81 Situation Sudden Change and Repression

The sidelines have always supported not to inherit the Duke's rank, betray the Duke's rank, and have even secretly contacted the buyer.

All this was seen by the Duchess.

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But no matter how reasonable they said, the Duchess couldn't let go of his pride as the Duke's wife.

If the Duke is gone, what is she?

After a few years, she is old and dies. How should she face her husband?

The Duchess had been waiting for an opportunity, and now she had waited, so she immediately cleared the dead branches and leaves of the side lines with thunder.

Once this move is made, Winier will have no internal resistance to becoming Duke Patrick.

This is exactly in line with Nalanrong's expectations.

At the same time, it also showed the Duchess's cooperative attitude towards the Spirit Hall.

Nalan Rong raised a smile on his lips.

There was a mess below.

"Old lady, please think twice!"

"I'm not guilty of admonition!"

"Old lady, the old duke was heart-warming with me during his lifetime. You can't exile me!"

"Old Madam, are you so confused? Why don't you take a break first?"

The Duchess's face suddenly turned gloomy: "Who said I'm so confused?"

"Old Madam, our elders in the side clan are also an important force in the family. We are exiled to exile just because the suggestions we made are not in line with your wishes. Isn't this a fool?" A elder of the clan retorted blatantly.

The other elders were very surprised.

They did not expect that someone would dare to refute the Duchess directly, and his tone was so tough.

"Xiao Wu, send him to see Siluanke." The Duchess said coldly.

Xiao Wu flashed and appeared behind the clan's elder, punching him in the back of his heart.

Suddenly, a faint figure emerged from the air and grabbed Xiao Wu's wrist.

Xiao Wu was caught off guard, and the sound of a bone breaking came from his wrist, and then his body was thrown out.

Pang

Xiao Wu hit the wall and slowly slid down, unable to move.

"Thank you, Lord Soul Saint, for your help!" said the clan elder.

The Duchess's face became increasingly ugly.

"Invisible? You are the soul saint of the Hans family, Paren Hans!" The Duchess's face turned strangely red.

This is a sign of extreme anger.

Nalanrong held the teacup and savored it silently.

"Yes, I'm Paren Hans." The soul saint said proudly.

The Hans family is also the seven major dukes of the Barack Kingdom, and Paren Hans is the soul saint powerhouse in charge of the Hans family.

"I want your Majesty to punish you by trespassing into the Duke of Patrick's Mansion!" the Duchess said angrily.

Parenman said indifferently: "I am not trespassing, I am invited by him."

Pailun pointed to the old man in the side tribe next to him and said.

The old man from the side tribe gritted his teeth and said, "Mrs., you are old and weak, and you have been hurt by the Duke's death for a long time. You are confused and you are not suitable to take charge of the Patrick family anymore. Please rest assured to retire!"

"Bastard!" The Duchess slapped the handrail.

"Mr. Pailun, please be sure not to let the old lady be injured." The old clan of the side retreated two steps.

Paren laughed: "Don't worry, I don't need much energy to deal with an old lady!"

The incident happened too suddenly, and the others in the hall were still shocked, but at this moment, he heard that the elder of the side clan actually wanted Paren Hans to capture the Duchess, and his expression changed drastically.

"Even if the old lady is confused, she is the Lord of Patrick. How can outsiders let the point of making trouble!" An old man from the straight family pointed at Paren and scolded angrily.

Another direct clan old pointed at the side clan old man and shouted: "Dog, the Duke treats you well before your lifetime, how dare you lead a wolf into the house!"

This elder of the side clan instantly became the subject of thousands of people.

Pailun looked unhappy and swung his slap. His powerful soul power pushed the two direct clan elders to the ground.

They are old, how can they withstand such a fall and fall to the ground and wail repeatedly.

"Hmph, the seven Dukes' families work together for the king, and they are all in common. I am not only not an outsider, but also my benefactor who turns the tide for the Patrick family!" Paren said shamelessly.

Can no one in the huge Patrick family control Paren?

It's indeed gone.

Each of the seven Dukes has a soul saint in charge. The Patrick family's soul saint is the premiere of Patrick. He suddenly died, resulting in the Patrick family not being able to find a master who can resist Paren for a while.

Nalan Rong squinted her eyes and watched the farce in the stands.

A mere soul saint is so arrogant. If he is placed in the Spirit Hall, he will not even be worthy of carrying shoes for His Majesty the Pope.

Paren walked up to the platform without any hesitation and came to the Duchess.

"Old lady, are you going by yourself, or do I ask you to go?" Pairon threatened.

The old lady sighed, "I'll let you see a joke."

Paren laughed: "Old lady, you..."

"I have seen your courage." Nalan Rong said gently, "Let him leave it to me."

Paren was stunned, and he turned his head to look at Nalan Rong.

"I heard that you are from the Spirit Hall. Don't get involved in this matter anymore. This is the internal affairs of our Barak Kingdom." Paren said in an orderly tone.

Paren is over 60 years old this year, and is a powerful man with a name in a small place like the Barak Kingdom.

He took it for granted that Nalan Rong, who looked obviously younger than him, could not be better than him.

Nalan Rong sneered: "I know that the Spirit Hall is here to dare to obstruct you. Did your Hans family take advantage of the courage to be brave?"

The family that didn't even have Conrat dared to provoke the Spirit Hall in front of her, which made her feel that she had put the Spirit Hall in shame.

A trace of fear flashed in Paren's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Although the Spirit Hall is strong, this is the Barak Kingdom and the jurisdiction of the Tiandou Empire. You must also consider the influence when doing things."

The people in the hall looked at the two on the stage with a breath holding their breath.

Where does Patrick go?

They knew it was up to these two people.

Only Winier felt more at ease because she knew that Nalan Rong was a Contra strongman and was not afraid of Paren at all.

She vaguely looked forward to Nalan Rong's attempt to teach Palun a lesson.

Nalan Rong showed displeasure. She no longer wanted to talk to Paren anymore.

She said indifferently: "I will give you another chance, apologize to the old lady immediately, and get out of the Duke Patrick's house."

"Haha, what a big tone!" Palunbo said angrily.

Seven bright halos lit up under his feet, and a giant brown bear appeared behind him.

"Roar!" He roared at Nalanrong.

Nalan Rong covered her nose with disgust, lightly tapped the lotus feet, and eight brightly colored halos swung away from her toes.

The surging soul power instantly suppressed Palun.

Pailun's blood was surging, his face flushed.

Nalan Rong's figure was infinitely raised in his eyes, and his contemptuous smile penetrated his mind deeply.

"Conra, how is it possible..." Paren said with difficulty.
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