Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

"It's been a long wait."

King Tianwu forced Graman, and said calmly: "It's good for you to know."

"Father, Brother Fanchen came back after a long time, you've got him so fierce!"

Ye Xiying pouted, pushed Ye Tianwu's shoulder, and ran to Luo Fanchen happily.

She smiled like a flower, and her long snow-white legs wrapped in fishnet stockings made people dizzy.

"Did I be aggressive just now?"

A series of question marks rose from Ye Tianwu's twitching face, which made him feel embarrassed.

"Brother Fanchen, you didn't encounter any danger when you went out this time."

Ye Xiying touched left and right in distress, checking where Luo Fanchen was hurt.

It's okay, but if you touch your smooth and cold little hands randomly, something will happen.

Luo Fanchen took a step back.

"Xiying, don't mess around."

Ye Tianwu got up and shouted to stop.

As a slave to his daughter, he hates seeing his daughter caring about others, it hurts too much.

"Under the public, how can you be so frivolous as the princess."

Ye Xiying raised her cheeks and snorted softly:

"What's wrong with me hooking up with my man?"

She turned her head and swept towards YangMeng and the others: "Did you see anything just now?"

The heads of the four shook like rattles.

King Tianwu blew his beard and stared angrily:

"What are you man, the son-in-law, the king, hasn't admitted yet!"

Ye Xiying tactically ignored the old father's stern gaze, and looked at Luo Fanchen eagerly, expecting:

"Brother Fanchen, they all said that it would be great if you can add a 9000-year soul ring."

"I said there must be more than that, and then the father will teach others."

"I think you can't do it."

King Tianwu had a question mark on his face:

"Girl, don't provoke discord, I never said that this kid is bad."

"9000 years is already very evil, okay?"

"It's time to be content."

Ye Xiying pursed her lips and said, "So, Dad, don't you still insist that Brother Fanchen is only at the level of 9000 years?"

"correct."

Ye Tianwu became stubborn after being stimulated by the windy padded jacket, and said angrily:

"Fanchen, tell me, tell my daughter yourself, how many years have you attached this time!"

"She just can't understand, ten thousand years is another level, a qualitative transformation, nine thousand years is already quite a burst performance."

Ye Xiying saw that the old father whom she had admired for many years was so confident, she also felt guilty, her eyes began to wander, and she muttered to herself.

Is it really impossible?

It seems... that is indeed the truth.

But her sixth sense for men is that it's okay.

The four of Ye Longhe didn't dare to breathe in such a tense atmosphere. In this high-end round, they couldn't participate in the game.

However, his eyes fell on Luo Fanchen with sparkling eyes, full of curiosity.

After all, this guy has repeatedly created miracles.

The third soul ring is 9000 years old, even thinking about it is terrifying.

Luo Fanchen looked at the angry and confident King Tianwu, staring at him waiting for his affirmative answer, he hesitated for a moment.

If this is the truth, wouldn't it be that his future father-in-law's face would be rubbed on the ground in public.

"Cough cough."

He coughed twice: "It's just the third spirit ring, so I won't show it."

"King Wu, let's set off as soon as possible. Presumably the other two feudal lords are waiting impatiently outside the secret border."

Ok?

Everyone in Ye Longhe suddenly felt that Luo Fanchen felt a little guilty.

Can't help but guess wildly:

Could it be... the addition of the soul ring this time has not reached 9000 years?

And it's still far from 9000 years?

Otherwise, according to this guy's pretentious personality, how could he be so low-key.

It can't be that there haven't been any in 8000 years.

and many more!

Ye Long suddenly woke up, his fourth spirit ring was only more than 1000 years old, how did he feel that the addition of a soul ring less than 8000 years old was all a sign of stretching his hips.

Ye Xiying comforted immediately:

"Brother Fanchen, it's okay, even if it's less than 9000 years old, it's still very powerful, and Xiying needs to look up to it."

"It's definitely not 9000 years." Luo Fanchen admitted with a smile, and patted Ye Xiying's little hand.

Seeing Tianwu King's eyelids twitch, he walked over, separated between Luo Fanchen and Ye Xiying, and the old father taught in a tone of voice:

"Daughter, you have to trust your father's vision in the future."

"Father is not bragging. As a ninth-level super-grade, the vassal king of the Canglong Empire, he still has some judgment."

"Listen to your father's words more, so that you will suffer less and not be cheated by scumbags."

Ye Xiying was taken aback by what she said.

Luo Fanchen listened carefully, his eyes were strange, his daughter slave was really scary.

The old guy clicks on me, clicks on me, right?

Sister Xiying, don't listen to him.

He is in UFO you, CPU you, CCTV you.

Ye Xiying's face blushed when she was told, her small mouth became more and more pouted.

"Okay!"

"I know I'm ignorant, I can cook well, I'm not as accurate as your hometown."

"But I just think my brother Fanchen can do it."

Ye Tianwu sighed: "Daughter, love is blind."

"But family affection is real, you can always trust father and king!"

Luo Fanchen couldn't stand listening anymore, brainwashing, definitely brainwashing! !

Well, Ye Tianwu with thick eyebrows and big eyes, you have a bad stomach, which means that only your father is good in the world, and the husband you are looking for is like a grass.

I'm saving face for you, so you're going to trip me up, aren't you?

That brother is about to step on you to the top!

King Tianwu was smiling all over his face at this time, he thought he and Luo Fanchen had finally said something in the battle for his daughter.

It is about to awaken the daughter's dormant filial piety towards her father.

Unexpectedly, Ye Xiying raised her head, her pretty face was full of doubts and said:

"Father, Mother has always believed in you."

"And then she was gone..."

The smile on Tianwu King's face stopped abruptly, and his brain was buzzing.

He began to speak incoherently: "This... this..."

Ye Xiying's eyes lit up, and she said seriously, "Father, I have realized."

"Your affection for the queen mother is blind."

"It's family affection for me, right?"

She frowned again and said: "Then you are not a scumbag, the queen mother loves you so much!!"

The Tianwu King was all dumbfounded, standing there with a dull face.

This wave was directly killed by Ye Xiying, who didn't expect that stealing chickens would cost nothing.

"Pfft."

Luo Fanchen almost screamed out of laughter.

This princess is not a fuel-efficient lamp, what kind of logic ghost is this.

Bingjiao's brain circuit is abnormal,

If you brainwash her, will there be any good fruit to eat?

"Am I funny!" Ye Tianwu stared sideways, and the old father was very angry.

Ye Longhe shut up immediately and trembled.

Several people were frightened numb, is this what they can hear?

It won't be silenced.

Luo Fanchen covered his mouth: "Kukuku."

"I'm sorry, Lord Wu. I'm a professional. I suddenly remembered some interesting things in the Soul Beast Oasis, so I couldn't help it."

"Don't worry, it's definitely not you I'm laughing at! Believe me."

King Tianwu stared, I believe you are a ghost, you are a very bad bastard.

"Come on, tell me what interesting things you have encountered in the Soul Beast Oasis, so that this king and everyone can enjoy themselves too."

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "The kid's smile is relatively low, this matter is not funny to you at all, why don't you say it."

"If you don't say it, you are making fun of me!"

King Tianwu leaned close to Luo Fanchen's ear and whispered:

"Look, when your kid comes out of the secret realm, will I wear shoes for you?"

"Ugh……"

Luo Fanchen said cheerfully: "Actually, nothing particularly funny happened."

"It's just a ten-thousand-year soul ring, two external soul bones, and a seven-level upgrade."

After the voice fell, the garden fell silent.

Deathly silence.

Needle drop is audible.