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

"Sa——"

"Good wine!"

The blind man took a hearty sip of wine and wet his white beard.

The old man with a broken arm on the side said in wonder:

"I didn't expect that your boy would be able to survive and come back alive!"

"Lucky, lucky!"

Luo Fanchen said humbly: "Do all the seniors know what happened that day?"

The disabled old men drank and said nothing. Tongtong, who was chewing pastries next to him, smiled happily and said, "Grandpas are already concerned about Brother Luo. They took turns going out to check for your whereabouts half a year ago."

The lame man denied it: "Who said that? It doesn't matter whether the kid dies or not, what does it have to do with grandpa?"

The old man with a broken arm, who had been gloomy for half a year, laughed heartily: "Here, have a drink."

"You are really proud of me, the old man, and of our Zietian Dao. I heard that you can crush that little girl from the Shenxiao Sect."

Luo Fanchen said honestly and honestly: "You are the reason why I am so stupid."

"Hahaha."

The old man with a broken arm smiled even more happily: "You kid, you kid, you will really show respect to the old man. With you as the successor to inherit the Jie Tian Spear Skill, the old man can still smile even if he dies suddenly on the spot."

"Tsk, what's your successor? Old man, my Sky-Peeping Divine Refiner is made of mud?"

The old blind man beamed with joy and said, "I heard that your boy was able to imitate the skills at that time, and he disgusted the talented people in the World Championship, hahaha."

"What the seniors said is very true."

Luo Fanchen held up his hands and respectfully bowed as a junior.

The old timers stayed here for unknown reasons and taught them the secret skills that every major sect regarded as treasures without asking for anything in return. How could you not be grateful?

"Smelly beggar, why are your eyes so red? You don't want to pee like a cat, do you?"

The old blind man teased the beggar and stuffed a piece of cake into his mouth.

The old beggar's wrinkled face twitched and he didn't speak. He just kept looking at Luo Fanchen with his dim eyes, showing indescribable complex emotions.

he lost

Completely defeated,

But Luo Fanchen, who had learned Canglong's combat skills, achieved a great victory, suppressing the major empires and even crushing the Holy Son of the Temple, which was enough to make him feel proud.

Having been unlucky in his life, he can't help but feel emotional.

Recalling the precautions I took when meeting Luo Fanchen for the first time that day, I couldn't help feeling sad.

Okay,

Fortunately, I didn’t miss this unparalleled good idea in the end.

"Boiled!"

"Look how proud you are."

The lame man drank heavily, his eyes were red, not because he wanted to cry, but because he was jealous.

What I said that day was too cool and too pretentious.

He's gutted now.

It’s impossible to shamelessly ask others to learn your unique skills, right?

Not cheap!

Even if I kill you, I won't do such a stupid thing!

The old blind man poked the lame man proudly: "If you are envious, just say it out loud!"

"laugh."

"What's there to be envious of? This kid's martial spirit has nothing to do with birds."

The deaf man who had been silent said: "Your heart tells me that you are lying."

The lame man's forced smile froze.

Luo Fanchen smoothed things over, frowned and asked, "Seniors, now that you know what happened in the World Championship, what do you think about the Blood Demon Sect and the Weird Evil God?"

The air seemed to be quiet for a moment,

Then the old blind man shook his head and said: "What do you think? We are a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people who can't live without the village. It's not easy to hide here and survive. We can't control the affairs of the outside world."

The old man with a broken arm also sighed: "Yes, let the outsiders handle these external matters."

The cripple shook his head: "Let's not talk about these things, let's not talk about these unhappy things."

Luo Fanchen was suspicious in his heart, wondering why the elders had such an attitude that this matter had nothing to do with him.

But if you don’t know the suffering of others, don’t make it difficult for them, or just ask a few questions.

It is true that the disabled elders are extremely powerful, but until he is now the Soul Emperor, he cannot clearly see the realm of the disabled elders, only the tragic decline of old age.

Luo Fanchen felt more and more mysterious,

strange,

What kind of existence did the disabled old people have in the past, and who could have the ability to beat them to such a degree?

Why are you willing to be here, impoverished and in front of the village guard?

Luo Fanchen couldn't help but look back at the dark dry well entangled with dense chains.

"Boy, drink wine and eat meat, don't worry about anything else."

The old blind man kindly advised: "I know that you have good luck and have special means. If you are not dead in this situation, there must be opportunities. But the old men don't ask about you, and you don't ask about us either. This well is more Just stay away.”

Luo Fanchen's heart moved,

If we figure out the mystery of this Mojing, wouldn't it be clear why the disabled old people stay here?

never mind,

Listen to others' advice, eat enough, and stop causing trouble. My seniors won't harm me.

"Boy Luo, have you found the secret behind the divine object I gave you?"

Luo Fanchen looked at the old beggar and found that his eyes were filled with longing and hope.

He spent most of his life searching for the secret of the golden round bone, but in the end he found nothing and regretted it for almost a lifetime.

"Ah."

Luo Fanchen nodded.

Seeing Luo Fanchen's affirmative reply, the old beggar's body shook: "Finally!"

"Finally an answer!"

"I'm not greedy for treasures. You deserve them all. Can you tell me the secret? Then I'll be satisfied."

Luo Fanchen did not name the Golden Dragon King, but replaced it with an unknown being in trouble. The purpose of releasing this thing was to cultivate a genius as a target for seizing his body. As a result, the unknown being in trouble lost himself in the confrontation with the strange evil god, and he forgot to summon it. This is a matter of the owner of the Dragon Ball seizing the body.

After hearing this, the old beggar looked extremely happy and became silent.

Mouth murmured to himself:

"What I thought was a great opportunity for countless years turned out to be a trap."

"I have always complained about the injustice of fate, thinking that if I could find this great opportunity and have enough strength, the tragedies that happened in the past would not happen."

"It turns out...not finding it is the real good luck."

The old beggar suddenly remembered something Luo Fanchen once mentioned casually.

Never embellish the road we have never walked.

Maybe now is the best arrangement of fate.

at least,

That road is a dead end.

Now this road, no matter how miserable it is, is still alive, and it led him to meet Luo Fanchen.

"Hahaha."

The old beggar suddenly laughed, a little crazy, feeling disappointed but also relieved. It took a long time to calm down. Although there was still unspeakable loneliness, sadness and hatred in his eyes, it undoubtedly solved a knot in his heart.

"Boy Luo, I really want to thank you!"

Seeing the old beggar so dejected, Luo Fanchen sighed in his heart, which was not a good feeling. He secretly thought that he must cherish the present and grasp his own destiny.

"Senior is exaggerating. The boy is not very strong now, but if he succeeds in his studies in the future, he will definitely cut off the head of the blue dragon and settle the past for you."

The old beggar shook his head and warned: "No, you have to stay away from that old Canglong dog."

"That old guy, without you, it's not as simple as others think."

After the old beggar finished speaking, he said in a rare gentle tone: "It's a miracle that your kid didn't die after using such methods. It won't be easy to survive these six months."

"Brother Luo."

Suddenly, Tongtong felt that the fragrant and soft pastries in her hands no longer smelled good.

Luo Fanchen waved his hand: "Fortunately, I just slept for half a year, nothing serious."

All the cripples and old men are twitching, seeing how you are showing off.

The lame man couldn't help but said: "It's a pity that I have delayed my cultivation for more than half a year. Before the age of twenty-five, it is the best age for a soul master to make the fastest progress in cultivation."

The blind man reminded: "Ahem, old cripple, have you forgotten that he is only seventeen?"

The cripple's expression froze and he was embarrassed.

He was just angry that this kid was showing off, so he said it if he wasn't happy with it.

The old man with a broken arm marveled and said, "I heard that your boy has reached level in the World Championships."

"The seventeen-year-old Soul King is incredible..."

Seeing that Luo Fanchen was holding back and hesitated to speak, the old man with a broken arm trembled. The old blind man and the beggars also became nervous and asked worriedly:

"You kid..."

"You won't suffer backlash, will you be downgraded?"

After saying that, the old blind man quickly comforted him: "It doesn't matter if we are demoted. We are still young. We can just practice again."

The cripple wanted to give himself a slap in the face, I really deserved to die just now.

Why are you so venomous? This is a good boy who has saved countless people.

He said dryly: "Even if you come down to the Soul Sect, you will still be invincible at the age of seventeen."

"Cough cough."

Seeing the concerned looks, Luo Fanchen felt embarrassed.

After all, before coming here,

He deliberately used the silver mask to hide his cultivation.

Unlock hidden restrictions,

"boom!"

The Soul Emperor's rich aura burst out after breaking through...