Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

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

"Teacher... Are you sure that you are now... Seriously.

"Yingyue, Fan Chen is different from you, he is not suitable to be a disciple of a teacher."

Di Weiyang opened her lips and replied, but her cold and arrogant beautiful eyes never moved away, and she always stared at Luo Fanchen.

Unlike me?

Bai Yingyue was stunned when she heard this, and then tasted the taste, woo-woo, doesn't this mean that she is better than Senior Brother.

Di Weiyang opened his mouth and asked, "Fanchen, if you are not a master and apprentice, what relationship do you hope to have with the teacher?" "

Sincere Guan Bao Zhi Zhi?

Luo Fanchen also felt in his heart, really dared to say it, it is estimated that the female pope can directly teach him to be a man.

No, it could also be to be a woman.

He probably knew what the other party was thinking, the eel was hungry until he finally had a bow, not a no-abao, the time had not come.

He did not answer, but asked the female pope: "It does not matter what the disciple thinks, but what kind of relationship the teacher wants you and me to have in the future." "

Bai Yingyue was shocked, Niu, my senior brother, who dares to ask the female pope, you are still the first!

Di Weiyang looked cold and coquettish, and her expression was solemn: "Before confirming the relationship, you have to answer me a question first."

"Yes." Luo Fanchen nodded, not humble or arrogant.

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

Di Weiyang said faintly: "If you sum it up in one sentence, what do you think this Pope has been pursuing all his life?" "

What to pursue?

Bai Yingyue fell into deep thought, unconsciously holding the purple ponytail with her bare hands, and her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

"Teacher, I will!"

The girl's cheerful and lively heart was vividly displayed, and she rushed to answer: "Down with all the nobles, support the commoners, and open up a new world for the people." "

Shallow understanding.

Luo Fanchen secretly shook his head, if the problem is not fundamentally solved, just a simple knockdown, then the old nobles will fall, and soon there will be new nobles standing up.

This will definitely not be the end that an ambitious woman like the female pope wants to see.

Sure enough, the female pope's phoenix eyes were raised, revealing a stern posture.

"Yingyue, stop."

"The Master is asking you mortal dust."

Bai Yingyue suddenly flattened her lips, aggrieved, and did not dare to provoke.

Sure enough, with Senior Brother, I forgot about this little cotton jacket that has accompanied you for many years, and the "family status" of the second eldest for many years is gone.

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

"Why do you need to summarize in one sentence, in my opinion, four words are enough."

The female pope's eyes flashed, and she was surprised: "Four words?

"Yes!"

Seeing that Luo Fanchen was so confident, the female pope was also nervous while expecting it, probably afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"What the Pope teacher asks for in his life is nothing more than four words-" "

Many, life, peace, etc."

Luo Fanchen's words were powerful, word by word.

Every word seemed to strike directly on the portal that had been closed in the body of the female pope for countless years, no, perhaps the door of the heart had never been opened to anyone, or even seen.

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

Di Weiyang's expression was moved, and her phoenix eyes shone with a special light, recognition? Move? Joy?

For a generation of female popes, the heart is like a knife, hard as iron, and He has once revealed such complex emotions.

She held back her inner emotions and shook her head to deny: "People are different from birth, whether there are deficiencies in talent, family lineage, and body.

"How can all beings be equal?"

Luo Fanchen smiled and said like a river:

"Because what the teacher asks for is not the superficial absolute fairness in the eyes of the world."

"People can have a difference between rich and poor, they can be strong and weak, but they cannot be without freedom and without the right to strive upwards."

"People can't be exploited, they can't be bullied, they can't want to work hard, you step on the horse and eat yourself, and then block the door, and don't even give me the opportunity to try."

Luo Fanchen was like a heaven-breaking machine, and Di Weiyang's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the dazzling light seemed to melt him.

Bai Yingyue was stunned, and stood there fixedly, subconsciously muttering from her mouth.

Senior Brother... So awesome....

It seems that he is younger than himself, how can he know so many things.

It's amazing.

Bai Yingyue didn't know how powerful she was, at this moment, she not only admired Luo Fanchen's cultivation talent, but also had amazing life understanding.

To rule the world, it is not enough to have force alone, and the combination of culture and martial arts is the king, which is also the point that she, the saint, has always been disliked by the teacher.

"Well said."

Di Weiyang was extremely satisfied with this answer, and the corners of her mouth set off a beautiful arc, so beautiful that even Bai Yingyue, who was also a beauty, was dumbfounded.

Bai Yingyue suddenly woke up.

The number of times the Pope teacher laughed after meeting Senior Brother... It seems to be more, much more than the previous years combined.

Is Senior Brother so magical?

She seems to have only seen the handsomeness and strength of her senior brother, while the teacher seems to have seen deeper.

"Tread—" "

Tread!"

Di Weiyang walked towards Luo Fanchen with a smile, and gave birth to lotus step by step.

The devil's delicate body is like a cold and cold plum, and between the swaying skirts, a pair of slender jade legs wrapped in long gold boots looms.

she stood up and got close, and the tip of Luo Fanchen's nose could even smell the faint fragrance that belonged to the female pope.

The other party's figure, face, and temperament seem to be poisonous, with deadly temptation.

Others would only be in awe and dare not have the slightest thought of blasphemy against the female pope, but Luo Fanchen was bold and heartbroken.

Whether it was Tie Lao, Ye Xiying and the others, or the Holy Sister, they all felt that he was perfect, but he knew that he had shortcomings.

Great disadvantages.

Disadvantages that every normal man has.

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

Di Weiyang called softly, and the phoenix voice was tactful.

"Mortal dust."

This cold and gentle voice gives people the feeling of 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 just that, a bunch of pifts, just a cloud of smoke."

"Under the whole world, the only one who can enter the heart of this pope is Jun'er."

"From today onwards, do not mention the matter of master and apprentice, mortal dust, are you willing to be this Pope's confidant?"

In other words, ordinary people were invited by the female pope like this, and they were afraid that the whole thing would float directly, and they were ecstatic.

But Luo Fan is as stable as an old dog, a calm horse.

Everything was expected.

He actually doesn't know whether to be happy or unhappy, after all, this heart is different from that meaning.

Luo Fanchen suspected that he was sick, and he was very sick, and 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 hurt well.

I wanted to hug, from the heart, did not dare.

Looking at the expectant gaze of the female pope, Luo Fanchen's face was seven points serious, three points of smile, and stretched out his hand towards the female pope.

"Don't dare to ask for it."

The female pope smiled, and Bai Yingyue was anxious and almost crying.