Twin god-level martial spirits shocked the Demon Emperor’s wife!

The old man was so angry, but he was still very happy.

Bai Yingyue couldn't help it and asked weakly:

"Teacher... are you sure you are serious now?"

"Yingyue, Fanchen is different from you. He is not suitable to be your disciple."

Di Weiyang opened his lips to answer, but his beautiful eyes, cold and arrogant, never moved away, always staring at Luo Fanchen.

Different from me?

Bai Yingyue was stunned when she heard the words, and then tasted the taste. Wow, isn't it just saying that she is worse than her senior brother?

Di Weiyang asked: "Fanchen, if it is not master and apprentice, what kind of relationship do you want to have with your teacher?"

A sincere friendship like Guan and Bao?

Luo Fanchen was just kidding in his heart. If he dared to say it out loud, the Pope would probably teach him how to be a man.

No, it could also be about being a woman.

He probably knew what the other party was thinking. When an eel is hungry, it will eventually have abalone. It's not that it doesn't have abalone, but the time has not come yet.

He didn't answer, but asked the Pope: "It's not important what the disciple thinks, but what kind of relationship the teacher hopes you and I will have in the future."

Bai Yingyue was shocked. My senior brother is awesome. You are the first person who dares to ask the Pope back!

Di Weiyang's face turned cold and his expression was solemn: "Before we confirm the relationship, you have to answer a question for me first."

"Okay." Luo Fanchen nodded, neither humble nor arrogant.

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

Di Weiyang said faintly: "If you use one sentence to summarize, what do you think this Pope has been pursuing all his life?"

Pursuing what?

Bai Yingyue fell into deep thought, her bare hands unconsciously stroking her purple ponytail, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

"Teacher, I know this question!"

The girl's cheerful and lively nature was fully demonstrated, and she answered quickly: "Overthrow all the nobles, support the common people, and open up a new world for the people."

A superficial understanding.

Luo Fanchen shook his head secretly. If the problem is not solved fundamentally, but simply overthrown, then the old nobles will fall, and soon new nobles will stand up.

This is definitely not the ending that a woman with great ambitions like the Pope wants to see.

Sure enough, the Pope's phoenix eyes stood up, revealing the attitude of a strict teacher.

"Yingyue, shut up."

"The teacher is asking you, Fanchen."

Bai Yingyue immediately flattened her cherry lips, aggrieved, and dared not to offend.

Sure enough, with the senior brother, you forgot about me, the little cotton jacket who has been with you for many years. For many years, the "family status" of the second child is gone.

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

"Why do you need a sentence to summarize? In my opinion, four words are enough."

The pope's eyes flashed, and she said in surprise: "Four words?"

"Yes!"

Seeing Luo Fanchen so confident, the pope was expecting and nervous at the same time, probably because she was afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"What the pope teacher wants in his life is nothing more than four words-"

"All, life, equality."

Luo Fanchen's words were powerful, and he spoke each word with emphasis.

Every word seemed to knock directly on the door in the pope's body that had been closed for countless years. No, maybe that heart door had never been opened to anyone, and no one had even seen it.

Now, that heart door was loose and about to break open.

Di Weiyang's expression was moved, and her phoenix eyes showed a special light. Recognition? Touched? Joy?

For a female pope of that generation, her heart was as sharp as a knife and as hard as iron. She had never revealed such complex emotions.

She suppressed her inner emotions and shook her head in denial: "People are different since birth, whether they have talents, family background, or physical defects."

"How can all beings be equal?"

Luo Fanchen smiled and spoke eloquently:

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

"People can be rich or poor, strong or weak, but they cannot be without freedom and the right to strive for progress."

"People cannot be exploited, bullied, and I can't want to work hard, and you can't eat yourself and then block the door, not even giving me a chance to try."

Luo Fanchen seemed to have revealed the secret, and Di Weiyang's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the dazzling light seemed to melt him.

Bai Yingyue was stunned, standing there, and subconsciously whispering.

Senior brother... so amazing...

He seems to be younger than me, how could he know so many things?

It's really amazing.

Bai Yingyue felt so impressed. At this moment, she not only admired Luo Fanchen's talent for cultivation, but also his amazing understanding of life.

Ruling the world is not just about

It is enough to have martial arts, and being both civil and martial is the way to go. This is also the point that the teacher has always disliked her as a saint.

"Well said."

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

Bai Yingyue suddenly woke up.

The number of times the Pope teacher smiled after meeting the senior brother... seemed to be more than the previous years combined, much more.

Is the senior brother so magical?

She seemed to only see the handsomeness and strength of the senior brother, while the teacher seemed to see more deeply.

"Step——"

"Step!"

Di Weiyang walked towards Luo Fanchen with a smile, and lotus bloomed with every step.

The devil's delicate body was like a cold and proud cold plum, and a pair of slender jade legs wrapped in long golden boots were looming in the swaying skirt.

She stood still and got very close, and Luo Fanchen could even smell the faint fragrance unique to the female pope.

The other person's figure, face, and temperament seemed to be poisonous, with a fatal temptation.

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

Whether it was Tie Lao, Ye Xiying and others, or the saintly junior sister, they all thought he was perfect, but he knew he had shortcomings.

Big shortcomings.

Every normal man has shortcomings.

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

Di Weiyang called softly, with a gentle voice.

"Fanchen."

This cold and gentle voice gave people the feeling of ice and fire.

She continued:

"Looking at the universe, there are countless strong people."

"But in the eyes of this pope, they are just like this, a group of ordinary people, just passing clouds."

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

"From today on, don't mention the matter of master and disciple anymore. Fanchen, are you willing to be the pope's confidant?"

If an ordinary person was invited by the female pope like this, I'm afraid he would be directly floating and ecstatic.

But Luo Fanchen was as steady as an old dog, calm.

Everything was as expected.

He didn't know whether to be happy or not. After all, this heart-touching was different from that kind of heart-touching.

Luo Fanchen suspected that he was sick, and he was very sick. Normal people would probably be in awe when they heard that the female pope had such great ambitions.

He was different. He wanted to hug the other party in his arms and love her.

I wanted to hug, but I didn't dare.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the Pope, Luo Fanchen's face was seven parts serious and three parts smiling, and he stretched out his hand to the Pope.

"That's what I wish for, but I dare not ask you."

The Pope smiled, and Bai Yingyue was so anxious that she almost cried.