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

"Damn it, he not only wants to kill people, but also wants to kill people's hearts?"

“It’s pretty good for a sixth-level person to praise an eighth-level person for having such strength???”

"Do you listen to what people say?"

"This is simply more harsh than a woman sneering into her husband's ear and saying that even three seconds is great."

"He's still wiping his hands? Does he think the third princess is dirty? Those jade feet are edible grade, but he thinks they're dirty??? Elegant, so elegant."

"Are you so comfortable?"

"You're so handsome!"

Everyone stared blankly at the ring, their minds turbulent.

The battle ended too quickly and violently, and I still haven't recovered yet.

but,

Several similar words popped up in the minds of the soldiers.

ruthless!

Awesome!

grace! !

Lin Shengyi whispered quietly: "There is a tiger in my heart, and I smell the rose carefully. There is only Luo Fanchen in the world."

on the ring,

A ball of red gold flame ignited in the right hand of the young man who was banished to immortality, and the handkerchief he wiped burned into flying ashes. At this time, a gust of north wind blew away the ashes and spread them into the distance.

And at the feet of young people,

The noble princess from the royal court of the deep sea fell completely into the mortal world. Her holy and delicate body twitched, and her beautiful eyes rolled with white eyes, as if they were broken.

"Hey."

"Get up, don't pretend to be dead!"

"I didn't use that much force in the end."

Luo Fanchen kicked Long Youwei on the butt.

The mask was taken off, and the side effects of the anger were not eliminated even after a battle. There was a fire in his heart, and he was trying his best to suppress it.

The hearts of the already shocked soldiers began to twitch in unison.

Holy crap, ruthless!

Brother, can't you be gentler? Is this how you treat our goddess?

Di Weiyang stared with cold eyes,

Bai Yingyue held her cute cheeks in her hands, her eyebrows already curved into crescent moons, and she said happily: "Oh, my God, these are all words of tiger and wolf."

Di Weiyang glanced at her coldly: "There is a large audience, and she looks a bit like a saint from the temple."

"Don't make me slap you!"

Bai Yingyue shrank her gooseneck.

The white and tender little fists were clenched and hardened, and then they were hardened.

You are noble, you are amazing, Lan Yan said something wrong, you want to slap me.

The elder who rewards good and punishes evil came up and reminded with a wry smile: "Stop kicking, this girl is really dizzy."

"It doesn't matter."

Luo Fanchen raised his hand, and an eighteen-petaled lotus flower leaped and danced, appearing in his palm, spinning around, and in an instant, the universe was filled with pure energy.

A blue beam of light was fired out and hit Long Youwei's body. In an instant, her physical strength began to recover.

The soldiers were stunned,

Almost forgot,

This guy is still a support. Without the soul ring attached, he has a healing ability comparable to that of the Great Wilderness Purple Air Sect.

Good guy, after beating the person, you still need to treat him?

So it turns out that your Qinglian was not prepared for you, but for your opponent?

The ridicule is directly full.

Jiaorou groaned. In fact, Long Youwei was not knocked unconscious, but fainted. The fact that she could not wake up was not because her injuries were too serious, but because she was unable to accept this fact.

What kind of strength, background, and origin does she have?

As a result, he was beaten by a sixth-level soul emperor, and he was crushed so miserably.

Long Youwei's self-esteem was hurt and she really didn't have the face to see people, so she would rather stay in a coma in the dark.

When I woke up, I really didn’t know how to face such a scene.

As a result, in the darkness, a blue divine light flew towards her with the aura of a familiar opponent, forcing her to turn on her computer.

The moment Long Youwei woke up and opened her beautiful eyes, her eyes were complicated. She couldn't hide the look in her eyes, which was full of resentment, shame and anger.

You damn man, are you so mean?

Luo Fanchen's furious negative buff hadn't disappeared yet, and he stared at him coldly: "I'm very happy that you're not dead, but I don't like the look in your eyes."

Long Youwei stood up from the ground. Her pair of slender jade legs had already turned into fish tails again. She felt a strong pain, and even the corners of her beautiful eyes felt swollen and painful.

This guy is disgusting! ! !

"You bastard, kill me if you can!!"

"it is good."

"Keng!"

Luo Fanchen didn't say much. He gathered his soul power and directly formed a forty-meter-long sword.

The side effects of silver noodles become more and more intense as they are suppressed.

It doesn’t matter whether you are a boy or a girl, who you love,

If you dare to show off to me, I will chop you to death.

No one expected that Luo Fanchen would draw his sword at the slightest disagreement, and he would do so against such a beautiful princess of the sea tribe, so that the two elders did not even react, and they quickly came over to start a fight.

Because they did not understand the intention of the female pope's message, the two elders in charge of punishment were as gentle as the grandfather next door.

"Ehehehe!!"

"Player Luo, you can't do this. It's a competition. This is a competition!!!"

"calm down!"

Long Youwei's delicate body couldn't help but tremble when she faced those murderous eyes with a faint flash of red light. She was very sure that the other party was not acting.

Oh my God!

This princess is just being arrogant, is this guy going to hack me to death?

Whether in the deep sea or on the mainland, beautiful women are somewhat privileged. Not to mention being surrounded by stars, at least they will be treated tenderly. But this guy is just the opposite, looking at himself like an animal.

However, people who are familiar with Luo Fanchen can feel that something is wrong with him.

The unruly and hot Princess Ye Xiying in black dress was a little happy about Luo Fanchen's attitude towards other women, but she was also a little worried about the man's mental state.

Unexpectedly, Luo Fanchen turned around and smiled gently at his women Ye Youling and Ye Xiying: "It's okay, don't worry."

After saying that, he turned his head back and regained his cold expression.

A series of red exclamation marks surged in Long Youwei's heart.

why!

Will it hurt me? ? ?

Ye Xiying and Ye Youling were filled with joy,

To his woman, he is as gentle as ever no matter where he is.

Except on the bedside, on the dining table, in the toilet...

But Ye Xi and the other girls were suddenly not in a beautiful mood.

"and many more?"

Bai Yingyue, who has both angelic and eccentric temperament, flattened her lovely lips and pinched the corners of her lips tightly: "Why didn't he tell me!"

Yang Jinghong screamed: "Sister, just pinch my ears, why are you still discharged from your hands!"

Long Youwei still wanted to speak, but she couldn't hold it back.

Luo Fanchen had ignored her stunning beauty, turned around, looked at the little monk, and curled his fingers.

"Senior Monk, I am very angry now and need your purification."

Some people are already jealous and dizzy.

"Asshole man, if you are very angry, you can look for your sister, why should you look for a monk?"

Elder Shan Shan reminded him in time and persuaded: "Player Luo, you can rest first before starting the final battle."

Luo Fanchen shook his head,

His anger was igniting and he couldn't hold it back any longer. He needed a hearty fight.

The audience was amazed,

No one expected that Luo Fanchen would be so strong and domineering when he was born, and he would directly summon the disciples of Landuo Temple to the stage. Isn't he afraid that he would lose the competition, lose his glory, and lose rare rewards just because of his slight physical strength?

When everyone looked at the young monk, the corners of his mouth twitched and he was speechless.

Because the little monk was holding a wine jar in one hand, with the wine flowing down his chin, and a roasted beef kidney in his right hand, which was very fragrant as he gnawed it.

"Donor Luo, please wait a moment until the young monk finishes the beef kidney and replenishes it."

The soldiers were speechless as to how arrogant this guy was.

Didn’t you see that the Three Consciousness Fairy Boy and Long Youwei, both of the Hidden Sect, were defeated, so you kid is not afraid at all?

The soldiers were puzzled, but the eyes of the masters such as Canglong Emperor became sharper, and they felt that something was wrong with the little monk. There seemed to be a different kind of special aura emanating from his body, and something terrible seemed to be awakening in his body.

The young monk raised his head and said cheerfully: "Donor Luo, you also need to take a rest, otherwise if you are defeated by the young monk, some people will say that the young monk is defeated by force!"

"Please be sure not to be careless. The young monk is much better than this female donor."

Long Youwei's beautiful eyes widened,

Damn it, this guy beat me and trampled on me. You little bald ass also looks down on this princess, right?

It's abominable.

Taking advantage of the break, before Long Youwei stepped off the stage, she couldn't help but turn around and ask: "Hey, I'm pretty sure that you are definitely not a descendant of the gods, but why are you so powerful!"

As soon as the voice fell,

Her beautiful eyes were a little distracted, because Luo Fanchen was sitting cross-legged in meditation to suppress his anger. The golden light falling from the sky in the afternoon illuminated half of his cold cheeks, exuding a charm that pulled at the soul, making Long Youwei forget her problems in an instant. .

it is good……

So handsome...

"Don't look at it. If you look at it again, I'm not your person. My sister..."

Yang Jinghong's shout came from below the ring, but it suddenly stopped halfway through.

The sickly beauty holding his ear looked encouraging, saying, keep talking.

Then Yang Jinghong continued: "Brother Luo has no woman in his heart, so he is a god of nature with his fists."

Yang Xiruo's eyes were dark and ghostly,

Ugh,

It seems that this brother cannot be kept...

"Brother, don't be rude to visitors from the deep sea!"

"what!!"

Yang Jinghong was wailing to the sky,

Sister, are you asking me to be polite? I'm embarrassed to expose you!

The tip of Long Youwei's tongue hurt when she bit it.

What am I thinking about? Isn't he just a handsome man?

Men who beat women don’t have wives.

snort!

and many more!

This is a martial arts competition. If you don't hit someone, why should you kneel down and sing "Conquer" and beg for mercy?

Long Youwei stepped down irritably.

"Hey, during the intermission, my young master's backer is back. Some people have forgotten how you swore to bragging about me, Brother Luo, before the game. I, the young master, will come to you now to settle the matter one by one!"

The three-consciousness fairy boy and the little monk's faces trembled.

Yang Jinghong waved his hand, "Third Master, come on, put on the video projection!"