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

The two of them were so close that they had to face each other.

In the jungle under the moon, the shadows of men and women were entangled, and Bai Yingyue kept reaching out to pull Luo Fanchen's clothes.

"Junior sister, you can't do that!"

Bai Yingyue said hurriedly: "What's wrong with that? Your brother, my sister, isn't it my duty to help you a little?"

Luo Fanchen covered his collar: "No, I can handle this matter myself."

"Be obedient, just take it off, don't worry, Junior sister has a good craft." Bai Yingyue kept urging, with no intention of giving up.

Luo Fanchen was speechless. This Saint Junior Sister was indeed just a white lotus on the surface, not a fuel-saving lamp.

She found a reason so quickly and came to retaliate against herself with a legitimate reason.

"What are you two doing?"

A majestic and cold voice suddenly came from the side, and all the handsome men and beautiful women trembled. Bai Yingyue quickly jumped away and hurriedly explained to the female pope who walked out of the space crack:

"Teacher, don't get me wrong, I just saw that my senior brother's clothes were stained with blood and too dirty, so I wanted to help him wash them."

The female pope said coldly: "Can't he wash them himself?"

"There are too many holes in my senior brother's clothes. I want to help him wash them and sew them up with needlework." Bai Yingyue's response was flawless.

The female pope didn't say anything, but looked at the man: "Fanchen, is that so?"

Luo Fanchen was stared at by such a pair of cold and calm phoenix eyes. Although he did nothing wrong, why did he feel guilty?

The female pope was fighting with the Kirin Venerable for him, while he and his junior sister were arguing here.

It was like Dalang desperately selling pancakes for his wife on the street to make money, and then he came back and saw Jinlian having an in-depth conversation with Menqing.

And he was like that Jinlian.

Luo Fanchen said, "Junior sister really meant that. I didn't obey, so she pulled my clothes, and you saw what happened next, Weiyang."

"Yeah."

The pope nodded, and Luo Fanchen and Bai Yingyue just breathed a sigh of relief, but the pope's next words stunned the two.

"Yingyue, go and take off your senior brother's clothes."

"Ah?" Bai Yingyue opened her mouth, her face full of disbelief, wondering if she had heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

"Forget it." The pope shook her head and turned her head and said, "Fanchen, take off your clothes yourself."

Ah this...

Luo Fanchen was confused, damn it, what's going on now?

It's okay for Bai Yingyue to make trouble, but the pope can't possibly follow suit.

…

“Isn’t this just nonsense? Just hanging us here like this?”

On the other side of the jungle, Li Hongpeng, who was hanging upside down, was venting his unhappiness.

Ye Xiying and another girl were hanging upside down. Their skirts were not exposed, but their black stockings were torn to pieces, revealing a large area of ​​white skin on their beautiful legs.

“Shut up, why didn’t you say anything when that strong man was here just now? Now you can do it.”

Ye Xiying’s words made Li Hongpeng lose his temper, and her heroic eyes stared at the direction where the five-colored light column just surged.

"The noise over there, couldn't it be caused by Fan Chen and his teacher?"

Yang Wei's face turned pale, not knowing whether he was being hanged to death or was afraid: "Princess, we won't be in danger, right?"

"They... do they want to hang us to death here?"

"Are you stupid?" Ye Xiying sneered: "The other party can kill us by just raising their fingers. If they didn't kill us, it means they are just hanging us for a small punishment."

Tie Lao agreed: "Princess is right, there have been no soul beasts coming around, which means that the other party has left means to protect us, which restrains us The power of the golden soul thread is weakening, and he should be able to regain his freedom soon. "

Ye Xiying raised her chin and said arrogantly, "Yang Wei, your IQ is only good enough for planting rice. Compared with my brother Fanchen, it's a far cry from heaven and earth."

"No, comparing you with him is an insult to him."

The voice was extremely harsh. Yang Wei subconsciously wanted to refute, but he couldn't say a word of defense. The other party's talent, strength, and background, which one didn't crush him, no matter how reluctant he was to admit it, he had to know that what the princess said was right.

"Princess, are you sure you want to invite Brother Luo to participate in the Three Cities Fighting Tournament?" Tie Lao seemed to be hesitating about something.

"Why, no?" Ye Xiying asked back.

Tie Lao hesitated and said:

"Brother Luo's strength is beyond doubt, but after all, he has just broken through the first ring and is still young. He can defeat Li Hongpeng, who lacks foundation, but it does not mean that he can face the group of Wangcheng elites who are really 19 years old."

Ye Xiying surprisingly did not refute, and said:

"Li

Hongpeng is indeed a bit weak. He can't compare with those nineteen-year-old Wangcheng geniuses who participated in the competition in previous years, who are above level thirty-five. They are not even enough to be beaten by one hand. "

Oh no, have I become a combat measurement unit?

Li Hongpeng felt offended, but he also knew his own weight.

The attachment limit of the third soul ring is 1,700 years, and he only attached a soul ring of 1,000 years.

The worst of those contestants were geniuses who attached soul rings of more than 1,400 years. After breaking through to level thirty-five, their combat power was greatly improved, and they had the combat power to defeat soul beasts of 2,500 years. He was far behind.

Ye Xiying continued to say to Tie Lao: "With Brother Fanchen's current cultivation, he is naturally not the opponent of those old geniuses."

"But there are still three months, I believe Brother Fanchen will definitely improve, otherwise why do you think I left all nine Zhuguo that can accelerate cultivation."

"And... it doesn't matter if I can't win the competition."

"That's not important."

"The important thing is that he is here so I have a chance! "

Tie Lao woke up in shock. It turned out that the seemingly foolish princess had already thought of everything in her heart. He worriedly said:

"But there is a mysterious strong woman behind Brother Fanchen. If the strong woman is the Queen of the Shenhuang Empire, it would be fine. If it is the Pope, our Canglong Empire and that Lord have always been at odds. "

"Will Lord Tianwu allow people with such a special background to participate in the Three Kingdoms Fighting Tournament? After all, some secrets about the competition cannot be known to those who cannot be controlled. "

Ye Xiying said nonchalantly: "Just don't tell my father about this matter."

"Ah?" Everyone stared.

"Ah what?" Ye Xiying said sharply: "No one is allowed to tell my father that there is a mysterious strong man behind Brother Fanchen."

"This princess hates people who tell tales behind the back the most in her life. Whoever tells it out and ruins the good things of me and Brother Fanchen is courting death. "

"And it won't do you any good to tell it out. Do you think that my father, with his love for me, will tolerate someone who betrays me?"

Tie Lao said sensibly: "I will say whatever the princess tells me to do."

"It's all up to the princess." Li Hongpeng felt that neither the princess nor Luo Fanchen was someone that a small shrimp like him could afford to offend.

"What about you?" Ye Xiying's fierce eyes slanted over.

Everyone felt a chill on their backs and shivered.

"Me too!!!"

"Me too!!!"

Tie Lao couldn't help asking: "Princess, what if, what if Brother Luo didn't come?"

Ye Xiying was stunned for a moment.

"Yeah, it's really disrespectful. What if he doesn't come?"

"No way."

"Can I go to my father and cry?"

...

"What are you doing? Hurry up. "The pope frowned, "How can I help you improve your strength if you don't take it off?"

"Ah?"

Luo Fanchen was puzzled. What could taking off clothes have to do with improving strength?

The pope said coldly:

"You have only awakened for a few days. Your current level 12 cultivation is not enough to participate in the Three Cities Battle Tournament. And if you want to learn secret skills there, you can't do it without a certain physical foundation."

"I am going to use the secret method of the Temple of Light and the blood of the Five Elements Jade Unicorn to help you improve your physical strength."

Luo Fanchen felt a sense of power and took off his coat.

The pope frowned: "Take it all off!"

Soon, Luo Fanchen took off his lining, and stood in front of the pope and the saint with his strong upper body naked.

"Ah! "

Bai Yingyue cried out, covering her cheeks with her hands.

The pope looked straight ahead, up and down, and even Luo Fanchen, who was thick-skinned and black-hearted, couldn't handle such a look.

But there was no hint of charm in the other person's eyes, just pure scrutiny.

"Tsk, not bad. "