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

Bai Yingyue couldn't bear it anymore and asked weakly:

"Teacher...are you sure you are...serious now?"

"Yingyue, Fanchen is different from you. He is not suitable to be the teacher's disciple."

Di Weiyang opened her lips to answer, but her cold and aloof beautiful eyes never moved away, staring at Luo Fanchen.

Different from me?

Bai Yingyue was stunned when she heard the words, and then tasted the taste, woo woo woo, isn't this just saying that she is better than her senior brother.

Di Weiyang asked: "Fan Chen, if you are not master and apprentice, what kind of relationship do you hope to have with your teacher?"

Sincere acquaintance of Guan Bao?

Luo Fanchen just thought about it, if he really dared to say it out loud, I guess the female pope could directly teach him how to behave.

No, it could also be a woman.

He probably knew what the other party was thinking. The eel would eventually get its abalone if it was hungry. It was not a matter of not losing the abalone. The time had not yet come.

He did not answer, but asked the female pope: "What the disciple thinks is not important, but what kind of relationship the teacher hopes you and I will have in the future."

Bai Yingyue was shocked, awesome, my senior brother, you are still the first person who dares to question the female pope!

Di Weiyang's face turned cold and her expression was solemn: "Before confirming the relationship, you must answer me a question first."

"Okay." Luo Fanchen nodded, neither humble nor arrogant.

He knew that the other party wanted to test him, but as long as he could guess a woman's thoughts and prescribe the right medicine, he would naturally not be afraid of any questions.

Di Weiyang said quietly: "If you could sum it up in one sentence, what do you think this pope has been pursuing throughout his life?"

What to pursue?

Bai Yingyue was deep in thought, unconsciously stroking her purple ponytail with her bare hands, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

"I know this question, teacher!"

The girl's joyful and lively character was vividly displayed, and she responded quickly: "Down with all the nobles, support the common people, and create a new world for the people."

A superficial understanding.

Luo Fanchen shook his head secretly. If the problem is not solved fundamentally and is simply defeated, then the old nobles will fall and new nobles will soon stand up.

This is definitely not the ending that a woman as ambitious and ambitious as the female pope wants to see.

Sure enough, the female pope's phoenix eyes were raised, showing the attitude of a strict teacher.

"Yingyue, shut up."

"My teacher is asking you about the mortal world."

Bai Yingyue suddenly pursed her lips, feeling aggrieved and not daring to offend.

Sure enough, when you have senior brother, you forget about me, the little cotton-padded jacket who has been with you for many years. The "family status" of the second child for many years is gone.

Seeing that the female pope was waiting for an answer, Luo Fanchen's handsome face showed a confident look and he spoke slowly.

"There is no need to summarize it in one sentence. In my opinion, four words are enough."

The female pope's eyes flashed and she said in surprise: "Four words?"

"Correct!"

Seeing how confident Luo Fanchen was, the female pope became nervous at the same time as she was looking forward to it. She was probably afraid that the greater her hopes, the greater her disappointment.

"Teacher Pope wants nothing more than four words in his life——"

"Everyone, life, peace, etc."

Luo Fanchen's words were powerful and precise.

Every word seems to be directly knocking on the door that has been closed for countless years in the female pope's body. No, maybe the door of her heart has never been opened to anyone, and no one can even see it.

Now, the door of my heart is loose and about to be broken open.

Di Weiyang's expression was moved, her phoenix eyes revealed a special light, approval? move? joy?

For a generation of female popes, her heart is as sharp as a knife and as hard as iron. She has never shown such complicated emotions.

She suppressed her inner emotions, shook her head and said in denial: "People are different from birth, whether they have shortcomings in talent, family background, or body."

"How can all living beings be equal?"

Luo Fanchen smiled and spoke eloquently:

"Because what the teacher wants is not the superficial and absolute fairness in the eyes of the world."

"People can be rich or poor, strong or weak, but they cannot be without freedom and the right to strive upward."

"People can't be exploited, they can't be bullied, and if I want to work hard, you can feed yourself, then block the door, and don't even give me a chance to try."

Luo Fanchen seemed to have revealed a secret from heaven, and Di Weiyang's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the dazzling light seemed to melt him.

Bai Yingyue was stunned and stood there, murmuring subconsciously.

Senior brother...so awesome...

How could he, who seemed younger than himself, know so many things?

How amazing.

Bai Yingyue didn't know how to realize it. At this moment, she not only admired Luo Fanchen's cultivation talent, but also his amazing understanding of life.

To rule the world, force alone is not enough. A combination of both civil and military skills is the way to go. This is why she, a saint, has always been disliked by her teacher.

"well said."

Di Weiyang was extremely satisfied with this answer, and the corners of her mouth curved in a beautiful way, so beautiful that even Bai Yingyue, who was also a beauty, was stunned.

Bai Yingyue suddenly became alert.

The number of times Mr. Pope laughed after meeting his senior brother... seemed to be much more than in the previous years combined. Much more.

Is Senior Brother so magical?

She seemed to only see the handsomeness and strength of her senior brother, but the teacher seemed to see more deeply.

"tread--"

"tread!"

Di Weiyang walked towards Luo Fanchen with a smile, and lotuses grew with each step.

The devil's delicate body is like a cold plum blossom. As the skirt sways, a pair of slender jade legs wrapped in long golden boots are looming.

She stood still and leaned so close that Luo Fanchen could even smell the faint fragrance of the female pope on the tip of her nose.

The other person's figure, appearance, and temperament seemed to be poisonous, carrying a fatal temptation.

Others would only be in awe and not dare to have the slightest thought of blaspheming the female pope, but Luo Fanchen was bold and determined.

Whether it was Tie Lao, Ye Xiying, the others, or the Holy Maiden Junior Sister, they all thought he was perfect, but he knew he had shortcomings.

Big disadvantage.

Every normal man has shortcomings.

He has no interest in being a saint in this life, he just wants to work hard to be a normal man with strength.

Di Weiyang called softly, the phoenix voice was gentle.

"Mortal world."

This cold and gentle voice makes people feel like the two heavens of ice and fire.

She continued:

"Throughout the universe, there are countless strong people."

"But in the eyes of this pope, it's nothing more than that, a bunch of mediocre people, passing by like a passing cloud."

"In the whole world, you are the only one who can enter the heart of this sect."

"From today on, don't mention the matter of master and apprentice again. In the mortal world, are you willing to be the Pope's confidant?"

If it were an ordinary person who was invited by the female pope like this, he would be completely overcome with joy.

But Luo Fanchen was as steady as an old dog, a calm one.

Everything is expected.

In fact, he didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy. After all, entering the heart was different from entering the heart in that sense.

Luo Fanchen suspected that he was ill, and that he was seriously ill. Normal people would probably be in awe when they heard that the female pope had such great ambitions.

He was different, he wanted to hold the other person in his arms and give her a good pain.

I want to hug her, but I don’t dare.

Looking at the expectant gaze of the female pope, Luo Fanchen's face was half serious and half smiling, and he stretched out his hand towards the female pope.

"I do what I want, I don't dare to invite you."

The female pope smiled, but Bai Yingyue was so anxious that she almost cried.