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

When Luo Fanchen looked at his blind sister dotingly,

Marshal Xiong’s eyes were dull.

Because he just tried to use his mental power to explore Tongtong’s eyes,

Just being close to the contact lenses made his sixth sense go crazy.

Warn him not to do this.

Otherwise, it is very likely that he will die suddenly on the spot.

Thinking of the barrier at the entrance of the village, Marshal Xiong withdrew his mental power sincerely, and suddenly became suspicious of Xiong Sheng.

A little girl next to the master can make this commander feel dangerous?

how can that be!

He didn't dare to try to explore deeply, for fear that he would die if he tried.

In the center of the village, overgrown with weeds, lame old men, broken-arm old men, deaf old men and old blind men all sat cross-legged around the chain-wrapped Mojing.

On a thatched roof not far away, an old beggar was lying down and basking in the sun.

"Grandpas, Brother Luo is back!"

Tongtong saw that the old people had no reaction and were not excited at all. She pursed her cherry lips angrily and complained for her brother.

The lame man with his eyes closed and cross-legged opened his eyelids, rolled his eyes and said, "Grandpas are not blind, they will come back as soon as they come back. Look at you, you look like a loser!"

The crippled old man sneered: "Ha, have you forgotten how blind I am?"

Luo Fanchen watched the two old men bickering and felt inexplicably friendly.

In these troubled times, this place can be considered a paradise, except for the hidden danger in Mojing.

Tongtong pursed her lips: "Grandpa, Brother Luo is back, why are you ignoring me?"

Luo Fanchen snickered secretly,

The more you care about me, the more jealous they become and the less they want to talk to me.

Besides, you should always have the demeanor of a senior.

Marshal Xiong was a little unhappy and muttered to himself.

I thought there was some big shot hidden here,

How dare these guys, who are missing arms and legs, ignore and neglect this handsome master?

If it weren't for the fear of scaring these veterans to death, Marshal Xiong would have revealed his true form and made Luo Fanchen look good.

Luo Fanchen bowed his hands and bowed respectfully to the five disabled old men.

"After two months of separation, Fanchen would like to say hello to all the seniors."

"Bang bang bang!"

Jars of fine wine, as well as sashimi and seafood delicacies from the Deep Sea Royal Court were taken out one by one by Luo Fanchen and placed on the big table.

The aroma of meat filled the village, the wine was fragrant, and the thin slices of sashimi meat were crystal clear.

"The juniors are traveling abroad and thinking about you all the time. These are all filial piety to the seniors."

"Gudong!"

The lame man, who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind, swallowed his saliva.

It was the old beggar who was far away on the thatched house. He fell down from the roof and evolved directly into a chrysalis. Little by little, the chrysalis came over, smiling brightly: "I'll be back as soon as I come back. What else do I need to bring?"

"Boy, give the old beggar the whole jar of wine to taste. He's almost going to feel like a bird in his mouth."

Seeing that the old beggar was the first to feast, the cripple was as quick as an arrow. He picked up a piece of fresh sashimi with his chopsticks and popped it into his mouth. It melted in his mouth and was silky smooth.

The lame man's eyes lit up: "Boy Luo, you have a heart, and my love for you is not in vain!"

The deaf old man joined the "taotie" army silently and ate happily.

"Haha, you are a bunch of worthless things. I bought you all with just a little food!"

Dacan looked disdainful.

You just know that eating, eating, eating, your granddaughter will be snatched away, can’t you see?

The old beggar suddenly exclaimed: "Hey, you old boy, you have to eat, why are you still putting it in your pocket?"

The lame man ate and took everything. His pocket was like a bottomless pit, crazily collecting wine and food on the table.

The blind man hissed, ignoring Luo Fanchen, and rushed over: "Hey! You old cripple is not ethical, so leave some for us!"

The only one left holding the "position" was the old man with a broken arm, who looked at Luo Fanchen repeatedly.

"A few greedy guys, the old man is not as good-for-nothing as them."

"You kid deliberately used the treasure to hide your cultivation level. You must have failed to hold it in."

"What's the matter, are you still thinking of scaring us old guys?"

The old blind man's mouth was filled with stuffing, and he said, "Do you have any questions? This guy was the Soul Emperor last time. According to his heaven-defying cultivation speed, the Soul Saint must be stable."

"I was scared by you once, twice, and you want to scare us a third time?"

"We old guys have been mentally prepared for this."

The lame man and the old beggar nodded, looked at Luo Fanchen, blinked and said:

"It's not like you haven't cultivated to Soul Saint, then you're going to have fun!"

Ever since they taught Luo Fanchen his special skills, several old men have been hit hard. Long before Luo Fanchen came back, they had agreed to overestimate this kid as much as possible this time, so that he could not show off, and to frustrate this kid's energy!

"My master is not a Soul Saint!"

Marshal Xiong, who had been holding back for a long time, had been secretly observing a few old people, and even used mental detection to find that they all had cultivation bases. However, after a few incidents, he became bolder. Xiong relied on the power of others and felt that he was a saint in front of others. The time has finally come.

Seemingly seeing their granddaughter being yelled at, the old cripples looked at the mini bear that jumped out with evil eyes, and joked: "Hey, you brought back a little flea."

"There's nothing wrong with playing. You're playing with fleas and you don't learn well."

"What a flea! I am the Emperor of the Soul Beast Oasis, and I am currently serving my Lord!"

Commander Xiong was annoyed and suddenly enlarged his figure, making the whole village look smaller.

"Um?"

After Xiong Dashuai appeared in front of others, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Isn't he majestic?

Why is it that none of these crippled old men are afraid, but they should be eating and drinking, so they don't take him seriously?

"Ugh."

"Isn't this a purely conspicuous bag?"

Luo Fanchen shook his head repeatedly. Ergou liked to lick, while Mistress liked to kick iron boards.

Don't you deserve a smarter mount?

The generalissimo is smart!

Ahem, I only have respect for the Generalissimo!

"Little one, you should drink some too."

The lame man picked up a wine jar and swung it towards the giant Commander Xiong. The wine drops fell on him like rain.

Dashuai Xiong's pupils shrank, and he felt an invisible force confining himself, shrinking uncontrollably back to the size of a grain of rice, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

What the hell!

How can it be!

We've obviously checked out these old people just now!

Marshal Xiong looked at the disabled old men again. Behind each disabled old man, there seemed to be a dazzling golden light. Under the golden light, each old man seemed to be a hundred times, a thousand times taller than him, and his stature was terrifying.

boom!

Marshal Xiong was trembling all over, almost bursting with fear.

This……

What level of existence is this?

Who am I pretending to be?

Marshal Xiong was so frightened that he fell to the ground, his limbs twitched and foaming at the mouth.

Luo Fanchen picked up Marshal Xiong and patted his head.

"Are you awake this time? Pretending requires vision, do you understand?"

Xiong Dashuai nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. He stopped pretending and didn't dare to pretend anymore. He looked at Luo Fanchen with awe in his eyes.

Do not,

It's worship.

The master's friend took out any one at random, and they were all at the level of destroying the Soul Martial Continent. It was too terrifying.

"Watch well and study hard."

Luo Fanchen gave a message, turned around to face the disabled elders, smiled shyly and said:

"Thanks to the respect of all seniors, the boy has indeed made a small breakthrough."

"Please let the seniors taste it."

Seeing Luo Fanchen's confident eyes, the hearts of all the cripples jumped.

This kid has really advanced to more than ten levels in two months, has he broken through to Soul Saint?

"boom!"

Luo Fanchen's fingertips condensed the seven-colored ultimate true meaning, and powerful soul power surged out.

The crippled old men's eyes trembled, and they almost bit their tongues: "Level eighty-one?"

They suppressed their thoughts and tried to keep a steady hand, not wanting Luo Fanchen to be too proud.

Unexpectedly, Luo Fanchen stepped on his feet, and circles of orange-red light pulsated out...