Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

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"They are all heroes!"

Luo Fanchen's words resounded throughout the world, and countless people were instantly moved.

Even the way many peak sect masters looked at him changed. Many people realized at some point that Luo Fanchen was different from them.

They are always aloof and believe that there should be an order of hierarchy among people, and even the strong and the weak are completely different species. But in Luo Fanchen's case, it seems that although there are strengths and weaknesses among people, there is no difference between them. There is no class distinction.

King Tianwu's eyes were full of admiration, and the more he looked at him, the more he looked like an old father looking at his son.

"This boy."

"You are always so confident and even arrogant when dealing with your enemies, as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves."

"But he has always been so humble and warm towards his own people."

King Yan sighed and agreed: "Yes!"

"In the past two years, his strength and status have undergone earth-shaking changes, but his state of mind has completely kept up with it. When you and I were young, if our strength had improved at such a speed, we would have lost our way. My heart is so arrogant."

Many people admire Luo Fanchen's talent, but even more people admire Luo Fanchen's attitude towards the weak.

Even though he is covered in blood at the moment and not as spotless as before, he has attracted the attention of countless girls in the world and is regarded as an idol by countless boys.

A series of fanatical and respectful gazes fell on Luo Fanchen silently.

At this moment, I don’t know how many people had the same consciousness in their hearts.

This young man always seems to be creating miracles and has the ability to turn decay into magic. Many people struggle throughout their lives just to change their own destiny, but the great man seems to have gone on to fight for the future of Hunwu Continent. The path to change your life.

How can you not make people admire and admire you from the bottom of your heart?

Even Ye Wudao, his past enemy, could not help but mutter yearningly at this moment:

"You always seem to be able to trust this guy."

"No wonder Grandpa Huang likes this guy more than my own grandson!"

Ye Wudao glanced at the side. There seemed to be an old friend standing there who had fallen in love and killed each other in the past: "If Jian Jiujue was still alive, he should think so."

He couldn't understand why his father was so cruel that he could use his own son as a pawn and abandon him at will.

Although his father and grandfather were a bit colder, at least they would not kill him and they still had true feelings for him.

"Ugh……"

Ye Wudao sighed quietly: "The Pope and Luo Fanchen managed to turn the tide this time, but what if the strange island comes four months later?"

There are many people who have the same idea as him, and they all hide such worries in their hearts.

No matter what, there are still four months of good life left.

If it weren't for Luo Zhuangyuan's efforts, they wouldn't even have these four months.

Moreover, except for the nine elders of the Blood Demon Cult, all other Blood Demon Cult Leaders were annihilated, which made the world feel bad.

As soon as Di Weiyang waved her hand, she wanted to eliminate the projection of the world, and opened and closed her red lips to encourage:

"This calamity has passed. Please live in peace and cherish your time."

"No matter what the road ahead is, the masters of our two major temples will always stand in front of you."

She cast her cold eyes on Luo Fanchen, as if waiting for him to speak.

Luo Fanchen was wary of the upcoming Shura Field, thinking about how to escape. When he saw Di Weiyang's gaze almost freezing him to death, he coughed dryly:

"I will always stand behind the Pope."

"???"

For a time, countless people looked strange.

Yang Jinghong even exclaimed: "What?"

"Brother Luo said he wanted to be the man behind the Pope?"

Yang Tingjun's face turned pale with fright. Jing Lei suddenly flashed to Yang Jinghong's side, strangled his neck, and tightly covered his mouth: "How dare you spread rumors about the Pope?"

"Your Majesty the Pope, the dog is young and speaks without restraint. Please forgive me!"

Yang Tingjun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the Pope didn't even look at Yang Jinghong.

At the same time, I was wondering, isn't the Pope even angry?

"Daddy, what are you going to do to me?"

"Do you know what the relationship between the Pope and my brother-in-law is? Just worry about it!"

"what relationship?"

Yang Tingjun suddenly became curious.

Yang Jinghong realized that he had slipped his words, and then he hummed: "Father, beg me!"

Yang Tingjun glared: "Treason, I'm begging you to ride on the horse! Can I give you a kowtow?"

"Ahem, it's not impossible! If you really want to do this to show respect for your son, then I can bear it!"

"Crack!"

Yang Tingjun transformed into a long whip of thunder and thorns, raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, chasing Yang Jinghong and whipped it.

"Rebellious dad, if you are so angry, I will have no father. You said that your son has been knocking you for so many years, why don't you rebel! It's time for us to change!"

"Shut up!"

Yang Jinghong's screams could be heard. The scene of such a loving father and a filial son really brought a happy atmosphere to the mainland battlefield that had just ended.

Zhan Doudou took out a pot of old wine from nowhere and took a sip with a satisfied expression. "Such an interesting son is only suitable for others to raise, not if he is his own!"

"Old Zimao, you click on me, click on me, right?"

The purple-haired lolita waved the euphorbia in a wary tone, frowning: "I think that little yellow-haired guy is right. Look, I've called you grandpa for so many years. Shouldn't we..."

Zhan Doudou's hand holding the wine bottle trembled violently, blowing his beard and staring:

"My family is unlucky, my family is unlucky!"

He smashed the wine flask, brandished his halberd, and chased Zhan Yingying to beat him.

The cheerful atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly rose, and countless people couldn't help laughing and smiling.

Even the Divine Phoenix Empress, who had always been serious about her words, slightly raised her red lips at this moment.

But when he looked at the Pope who had two gods united into one, he suddenly felt bad.

She began to think carefully about how to overtake the car in a corner and surpass the female pope.

The Divine Phoenix Empress suddenly remembered,

Xiao Fengxian and Huang Ninger's experience of rapid increase in cultivation, Mei Yanfeng's eyes lit up. If he knew how they improved, he could try it too.

But it's all related to Luo Fanchen,

I don’t know what the conditions are for asking him for help.

The Divine Phoenix Empress relied on her status and asked her to beg a young man, which was really embarrassing.

But feeling the oppressive aura of the pope's personality, the Divine Phoenix Empress couldn't swallow this breath.

Most people are relaxed and gossiping at this time,

Yang Jinghong: The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

Luo Zhuangyuan wants to be the man behind the Pope?

No matter how you listen to it, it’s easy to get confused.

But if it is true that the talent and mentality in this world can be worthy of the Pope.

It seems that there is only...

Many people's eyes lit up, but they didn't dare to say it.

Although they were all optimistic about Luo Fanchen, they felt that it was unrealistic. The pope was a bit too aloof and cold, and she was a career-focused woman, so there was no way she could have an affair with her children.

Luo Fanchen's current strength is also very different from that of the pope with two gods in one.

It's hard to catch up for a while.

"Ok?"

The fatally attractive Nine-Tailed Empress was beside him, and he could even smell the alluring fragrance of the beauty. However, Luo Fanchen's spirit was both excited and nervous. He was tremblingly thinking about how to deal with the Shura Field. Suddenly there was a whisper.

He looked up at the sky, then down at the earth, and looked around. He found nothing, but he did feel a special power in the dark.

It's unclear, the way is unclear.

It has happened in the past, and it is becoming more and more obvious.

What power is this?

What is the use!

Is it because I saved the people of Dawn?

Or is it the plane’s recognition of me?

When Luo Fanchen was thinking, the Pope kept watching him and was slightly surprised when he saw that he seemed to be able to sense something. Is he so keen?

"boom!"

At this time, Luo Fanchen's body lit up with bright lights one after another...