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

In the rustic wooden house, candlelight flickers.

Through the dim candlelight, two stunning beauties, big and small, could be vaguely seen.

The tall beauty was wrapped in a golden palace dress, with waterfall-like long hair hanging down, a snow-white gooseneck wearing a gemstone necklace, and high-heeled boots, exuding indescribable nobility.

Those phoenix eyes are calm, cool and cool.

It seems that there is nothing in the world that can cause such a peerless woman to have emotional fluctuations.

But when the cold beauty read the information about Qianlong City from the outside world in her hands, the corner of her lips revealed a stunning arc, and the entire dark room seemed to become brighter in an instant.

"Teacher Pope, what information makes you so happy!!"

The little beauty next to her opened her mouth in surprise. She had a smart purple ponytail. Under her golden white skirt, there was a pair of white and slender legs with short boots on her feet.

At first glance, it looks so holy that one cannot bear to desecrate it.

But her long and narrow beautiful eyes hide a strange spirit, and she is as playful and lovely as the girl next door.

The beauty in palace attire is wearing high heels and straightening her graceful and perfect waist. Her whole body exudes indescribable nobility and beauty, but no one is qualified to appreciate such a beautiful scenery.

The beauty's frozen face showed a rare hint of amusement: "Guess what!"

"You guessed it right, the teacher will tell you."

"cut."

"How do you guess this~"

Saint Bai Yingyue curled her lips first, then a flash of lightning flashed across her mind, and her eyes instantly brightened: "Is this news from senior brother?"

Emperor Wei Yang shook his head: "No."

The little beauty who had just cheered for joy suddenly drooped on her pretty face. She lost her energy and was disappointed.

Di Weiyang's icy eyes were silent, and she said calmly: "It's not news about your senior brother, it's news about your Uncle Luo!"

Bai Yingyue suddenly raised her head, her purple ponytail raised, her beautiful eyes widened, and she protested:

"Teacher...you..."

"You are too bad, you are deliberately playing word games with your disciple."

Di Weiyang stared: "Huh?"

Bai Yingyue only dared to whisper: "Seize the bamboo shoots. You have taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain."

"Don't make me slap you."

Bai Yingyue was silent for a moment, not daring to say anything.

I secretly complained in my heart that the teacher is the most evil woman in the world! ! !

"If you don't read the information, I'll get burned."

After Di Weiyang said this, she sent the intelligence letter close to the candlelight.

"Don't!!"

Bai Yingyue looked nervous and rushed over quickly, grabbing the letter into her arms.

Carefully protected.

When she looked up and saw the teasing look in the female pope's eyes, she suddenly became embarrassed.

"Look, this Pope's disciple is so useless."

"I'm so excited for information about a mere man."

Di Weiyang shook her head, looking like she hated iron.

Bai Yingyue's cheeks turned red and she couldn't wait to see the information coming from Qianlong City.

Her delicate body trembled, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"Martial champion, Luo Fanchen???"

"Senior brother won the first place in the Canglong Empire Battle Competition? No. 1 in the empire???"

Bai Yingyue was shocked and said in shock:

"Senior brother, you've got all the plans, but you've only been practicing for less than four months, right?"

"Suppress all the geniuses of the Canglong Empire directly?"

Different from the Saintess' surprise, Di Weiyang slowly shook her head and lightly opened her cold lips:

"A fuss."

"How can the pope's confidant be viewed with ordinary eyes?"

Bai Yingyue repeatedly confirmed the information, her lips were tightly closed and her jade fingers were trembling.

"I am an eighteen-year-old saint from the temple. With your guidance and the resources of the temple, I have become the Soul King. Even if I go to the Canglong Empire, I may not be able to get the first place."

"Senior Brother, it took just a few months of practice to achieve it?"

"Then with my senior brother's current strength, wouldn't he be able to press me on the ring and rub me at will?"

Di Weiyang closed her phoenix eyes and said, "I am not as useless a disciple as you."

It seemed to be to scold the saint, but in fact it was to cover up the emotions in his eyes.

The man's progress was indeed somewhat beyond her expectations.

too fast.

"Hey, teacher, didn't you notice that there is another page of information stuck together?"

Hearing the saint's cry of surprise, Di Weiyang suddenly opened her eyes and radiated cold light.

"Bring it!"

Bai Yingyue showed a playful and cunning look, stuck out her lilac tongue and said:

"slightly."

"I'm just kidding you!"

"Oh, the majestic female pope is so excited about a man's information. If this spreads..."

"Hey!"

"Do not fight--"

"pain!!"

Bai Yingyue screamed sadly, trying to awaken the sleeping master-disciple relationship, but Di Weiyang shot her with her bare hands one after another, like a strict mother.

"Stop it, there really is a second page."

Upon hearing this, Di Weiyang quickly took away the information and read it carefully.

The saint, who was left with tears in her eyes, reached out and kneaded her buttocks.

"A violent young woman in the prime of life bullied a weak girl like me."

"It won't look good if it's deflated. Senior brother won't like it."

"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

Di Weiyang squinted her eyes, her gaze like a cold arrow: "Don't force me to slap you again."

Bai Yingyue suddenly noticed that the teacher's jade fingers holding the second page of information were trembling.

The phoenix eyes burst out with intense light, and her mood was obviously a little out of control.

"Teacher...you are..."

"look by youself."

Di Weiyang's beautiful eyes showed appreciation, mixed with a special look of satisfaction.

"Senior Brother won a huge amount of resources, and gave them all away without taking a penny?"

"Have they been distributed to the people of Qianlong City?"

Bai Yingyue said in surprise: "That's a wealth that even extraordinary powerful men would envy."

"Unparalleled in talent, yet sympathetic to the weak."

Di Weiyang looked at the bright moon outside the window, as if she wanted to leave this temple of light.

"He is both domineering and kingly. He is worthy of being recognized by this Pope."

"Your Uncle Luo impresses me more and more."

Bai Yingyue's pretty face fell, and she muttered: "You don't have to emphasize that you are 'Uncle Luo'!"

"Senior Brother Stinky Brother is as good as you said, he's just a little hooligan!!"

Bai Yingyue blushed and spat as if she was remembering the scene where she was tricked by Luo Fanchen.

"Don't slander your Uncle Luo."

The saint who was pure and innocent in front of others was beaten by the female pope's fried pork with bamboo shoots.

"Stop hitting the teacher."

"We have received news that Si Zongfeng and Na Huangyan also know about Senior Brother Luo."

Di Weiyang sneered, her phoenix eyes squinting: "So what if I know, World Sai still wants to kill him."

Temple of Light, inside the Temple of the Holy Son.

"The top martial artist in the Canglong Empire, Luo Fanchen?"

"Why does this name sound so familiar?"

The four priests wearing white-gold temple robes looked suspicious.

Opposite him stood a mighty young man, with red-gold eyes that seemed to be burning with flames. He exuded a strong and domineering aura, and looked proud and domineering.

"Father, no matter who he is, don't worry about him, he is just a chicken and a dog."

"At the World Championships, I can suppress them with one hand."

The fourth worshipper rubbed his brows with a headache.

This disciple's son is good at everything, but he has never been defeated in his life. He is so proud.

But he does have the capital to be proud of.

Now at the age of eighteen, his cultivation level has reached that of the Soul King. The foundation of the twin god-level martial spirits is unparalleled in the world, and the Soul Emperor's genius is no enemy of his three-in-one.

"and many more!!"

An idea flashed in Si Zongzong's mind: "Luo Fanchen, isn't this the name of the boy from the mountain village?"