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

What do you do when something is beyond your control?

Luo Fanchen grabbed the bloody clothes on the ground and ran away, heading towards the outskirts of the jungle without looking back.

"It's too dirty. I'm going to find a pool to take a bath. The teacher teaches me and explains my doubts. Junior sister, if you don't understand something, ask your teacher."

Bai Yingyue didn't understand why Luo Fanchen ran away in a hurry, and what she didn't understand even more was that she looked at her fingers.

"Shouldn't concealed weapons be hard? Why are they soft to the touch?"

"Teacher, do you know what's going on?" Bai Yingyue looked at the female pope like a curious baby.

Di Weiyang's cold lips twitched slightly, and the veins in the corners of her eyes twitched.

She was watching the show with great interest, but this guy suddenly ran away and left the whole mess to her?

asshole,

This man must be deliberately trying to mess with her mentality.

Di Weiyang drove away in a cold voice: "Go and practice. Children are not allowed to ask questions about adults' matters."

Bai Yingyue was both timid and brave, and puffed out her plump chest: "I am not a child. I will be eighteen in two and a half months."

Di Weiyang shook her head: "I don't want you to know because I'm afraid you will be embarrassed. You girl, you don't know what is good and what is good."

Bai Yingyue held the female Pope's arm in a coquettish manner, shook her gently, and said coquettishly: "Just tell me, my disciple is very arrogant. There is nothing in the world that can embarrass me."

Di Weiyang sighed, and a light flashed in her hand.

He took out a small yellowed book from the storage space, with no words or pictures on the cover, and threw it into Bai Yingyue's hands.

"This is?"

Di Weiyang said calmly: "It is a must-read book for the saints of all ages in the temple. It should be passed on to you sooner or later. Don't regret reading it."

"Well, I definitely don't regret it."

Bai Yingyue, who was overflowing with curiosity, could not control herself.

With an excited heart and trembling hands, I opened the little yellow book eager for knowledge, as if I was about to enter a mysterious world.

"what!"

Just flipping through the first page, I saw two pictures of a man and a woman, with rows of small words marked next to them.

Bai Yingyue couldn't help but let out a sweet cry, and pointed at the booklet with trembling lips:

"Teacher, why are they so shameless? Are they even wearing nothing? This is a dirty thing! This is a dirty thing!!!"

Di Weiyang said coldly: "If you don't look at it, return it to me."

Bai Yingyue bit her lip, lowered her head and continued to study the pickled things. The pictures above seemed to have magical powers.

It attracted her deeply.

Continuing to read back, as her knowledge increased, her delicate body began to tremble and her face became redder and redder.

By the time she closed the last page, her face was extremely red and she didn't dare to look into the female pope's eyes. She handed the book back with trembling little hands.

"Teacher, please give me back..."

"You don't have to give it back to me. You keep it and pass it on to the next generation of saints. I don't need to emphasize its importance as a teacher."

"what!!"

Bai Yingyue covered her pretty face and finally couldn't help but scream, shedding tears of embarrassment.

"Teacher, what stupid things did I do just now?"

"I regret it. I shouldn't have looked at this. Wuwuwu, how should I face my senior brother in the future?"

The female pope said expressionlessly: "Now do you know where your senior brother's hidden weapon is hidden?"

The scene where she had just communicated with Luo Fanchen suddenly appeared in Bai Yingyue's mind, and then she cried even louder.

"what!"

"I even told my senior brother that I am very clever. I am so clever. Teacher, I am really embarrassed to see people now."

"What should I do?"

The female pope asked coldly: "Does it feel good?"

"Feel?"

Bai Yingyue's expression was stagnant, yes, she almost forgot, she returned the favor and touched it.

"what!"

"I don't want to live, and I have no shame in living. Let my disciple hit his head against a tree and die. I will come back in the next life to repay you for your upbringing and teaching."

"Maybe..." Di Weiyang said: "Your senior brother doesn't know the difference between men and women, just like you did before."

"Yes, that way there is no need to be embarrassed." Bai Yingyue stopped crying and felt much better.

Di Weiyang asked, "If he didn't know, how could he escape so quickly?"

"what!"

Bai Yingyue cried harder.

"Are you comforting me? Are you irritating me?"

Di Weiyang pointed her finger, and Bai Yingyue's crying stopped abruptly. She looked nervously in the direction pointed, "Senior brother is back so soon?"

"No." Di Weiyang shook her head: "Being a teacher means that the tree is thick."

When the smile disappears on one person's face, it will definitely appear on another person's face. A joyful smile overflowed from the corners of Di Weiyang's lips.

The unparalleled and elegant female pope sighed quietly in her heart.

She seemed to have not been this relaxed for a long time. When did the pressure start?

Become a saint?

When you succeed to the throne of Pope?

Or is it the day when he launches reforms and faces the hostility of the nobles of the world?

wrong,

It started after I witnessed countless bullying injustices and countless human miseries during my training in mainland China.

There are some general trends in the world that she cannot change, and some that she can change.

And some,

She felt that even if she couldn't do it, she should try to change it.

……

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

"Take a bath and feel good."

Men are young until they die.

In the dark jungle, the soft moonlight splashed on the clear stream. Luo Fanchen was humming a little song and taking a bath, feeling very happy.

He originally planned to go out to avoid the limelight, but he didn't expect that he actually heard the sound of water and found a creek.

After taking a photo, I found that there were no unicorn lines on my back. I almost thought they were gone after washing.

He tried to pass the soul power through his five internal organs, five-color light surged up, and fiery red lines suddenly lit up behind him, forming a majestic and extraordinary beast.

"It turns out that it needs to be activated to appear. It's good, high-end and high-end."

The Qilin pattern exuded a strong and fierce power, and none of the water spirit beasts in the stream dared to get close, so they fled in all directions.

Luo Fanchen immediately understood why the female pope trusted him to come out on his own.

This tattoo carries the aura of the overlord of this side's soul beast oasis: Qilin Venerable. No soul beast would dare to do anything wrong.

Not only does it increase combat power, it is also equivalent to a talisman. The temple's heritage is indeed remarkable, and it actually contains such a secret method.

"Tsk, tsk, I don't know how Wei Yang can teach junior sister that kind of knowledge."

Luo Fanchen was thinking about it without noticing that a mini silver shadow the size of a toothpick was quickly approaching him under the water.

"hiss--"

Luo Fanchen was washing clothes when a sudden pain came from his leg. He jumped up instantly, his unicorn pattern glowing.

He punched it down.

The stream exploded and splashed, creating a vacuum that revealed cobblestones, which were quickly submerged again.

"Nothing at all?"

Luo Fanchen stepped ashore naked and scanned carefully. The stream was clear and there was no trace of any soul beast.

When he looked down, he saw a slight wound on his thigh.

He was running his soul power, but there was no abnormality in his body, and no strange things had entered. He secretly screamed evil in his heart, and immediately evacuated the place.

While running, hold up your pants.

After he left, the surroundings became quiet again, with only the sound of running water and the dim moonlight beside the creek.

A tall figure walked out of thin air, with no space cracks appearing and no soul power fluctuations.

She was wearing a golden mask that was crying with blood and tears. She seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time, which was depressing and strange.

Such a weird woman.

The silver threads are like a waterfall, hanging down to the waist. The long black gauze skirt wraps the perfect body. Every inch of skin exudes a crystal white luster. The jade legs are long and slender, and the white and tender lotus feet are suspended in the air.

She stretched out her wrist, and a mini silver shadow flew out of the stream. It turned out to be the shadow of a small silver dragon.

The dragon's shadow dissipated in the woman's palm, leaving behind a drop of red blood...