"I don't know what you're thinking." Luo Fanchen changed his words.

Ye Youling blinked her black and curled eyelashes, and her watery eyes blinked:

"Master, you must have accumulated a lot of anger along the way. Too much anger is not good for your health. I want to come and help you put out the fire."

Oh, seduce me.

I didn't shoot you along the way, which was a kindness to you. You dared to run into the muzzle of the gun yourself?

Interesting.

Luo Fanchen adhered to the principle of not taking the initiative and not refusing strange women.

Even though the second brother of the Luo family had already selected hundreds of millions of elite soldiers to apply for battle, he remained calm on the surface.

You can't give it if you want to, you have to want it.

Are you in a hurry to send a fire bun?

Sure, beg me.

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. No one would believe that this woman has no purpose.

As long as you beg me, your status has been infinitely lowered, and I can advance or retreat.

Men who are hungry all year round are not picky about food and accept everything.

A truly spiritually rich man is actually very picky about food. Not only must his appearance and figure be good, but his temperament and feeling must also be right for the taste.

Luo Fanchen opened his shoulders and rested them on the edge of the bathtub, saying calmly: "I don't understand what you are saying, how can I be angry."

Ye Youling was happy to see that the man did not explicitly drive her out.

There is a play.

"Tap tap."

She stepped on her high heels and walked up slowly, her silk knees half-knelt on the ground, and she was instantly wet, but she didn't care at all.

Her delicate hands pressed the man's shoulders to relax him.

"Master, it is better to unblock than to block. If it is blocked, it will swell. If it is unblocked, it will be comfortable. There are many things. It is not good for the body to accumulate too much."

Luo Fanchen nodded: "My shoulder meridian is indeed a little blocked. Please help me relax my muscles and activate blood circulation."

Ye Youling's pretty face froze.

I'm talking to you about the city gate tower, and you're talking to me about the hip axis. Are you pretending to be stupid?

But if I really refuse, I will be kicked out with one foot, which means that this man wants to test my sincerity and determination.

Ye Youling gritted his teeth and whispered in his ear:

"Master, do you remember that when entering Qianlong City, soul masters had a special passage."

"Now there is also a special passage here. If you don't mind, just walk and try it and see how it feels."

"No."

"There are two."

"One waterway and one landway."

Fuck!

Luo Fanchen's body was shocked. Did he understand it correctly?

This Ye Youling is a bit determined. He is going to spend a lot of money.

Sensing that Luo Fanchen was a little moved, Ye Youling took advantage of the situation and said, "Master, you are too tired after traveling all the way to Qianlong City."

"I can't bear to let you work hard, so I will help you get on the road."

"Just tell me which way you want to go, and leave the rest to me."

Luo Fanchen turned around and looked into the pair of beautiful eyes. The two were close to each other, and he asked seriously:

"I want to remind you of two things."

"First, I am not a gentleman, and I can even be considered a scumbag."

"Second, you can't expect me to take any responsibility, and it's probably in vain."

"You go out now, everything is still in time."

Ye Youling got up and walked out.

Luo Fanchen shook his head, but didn't stop him. A man with few women will never experience the horror of too many romantic debts.

So he has been very restrained.

"Bang!"

The door closed, and Ye Youling didn't go out, and locked the door.

"I want to give it, no one can stop me. In fact, I have already made up my mind today. If you don't want it, I will poke it."

"If I have never seen the light like you, I can actually tolerate the darkness like the second prince."

Luo Fanchen nodded:

"Oh."

"Ah?"

Ye Youling was a little confused, a little confused about Luo Fanchen's attitude.

Luo Fanchen yawned and said lazily: "I think my meaning has been expressed very clearly just now."

Ye Youling was confused at first, and then suddenly realized.

He opened his fiery red lips.

...

At night, Qianlong City, the core area.

The magnificent city lord's mansion covers an area of ​​several miles, with pavilions, towers, rockery gardens, and extremely luxurious.

In the brightly lit hall.

"Father, the person I recommend will be fine. What's wrong with you giving up a spot?"

The hot girl who spoke had big wavy hair, sexy plump lips, silver earrings, hot hip shorts, black fishnet stockings wrapped around her long legs, over her fair waist, fishnet stockings on her feet

Ankle stepped into the black boots.

Opposite was a middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow robe embroidered with a pattern of a soaring sea dragon. He had a sharp eyebrow, bright eyes, and a powerful presence.

It was Ye Tianwu, one of the nine vassal kings of the Canglong Empire, who was in charge of Qianlong City.

"Xiying, you can make a fuss about other things, but this Three Kingdoms Tournament is not a joke. It concerns the quota for entering the secret realm."

Ye Tianwu's majestic and domineering eyes could only soften and reveal a loving look when facing his daughter.

Ye Xiying stamped her feet and said, "I'm not kidding. The person I found for you is absolutely reliable. There is no problem for Qianlong City to participate in the competition."

"Alas." Ye Tianwu shook his head: "I heard from Tie Shou that the boy was only level 11 three months ago. Isn't it a drag to participate in the competition?"

Ye Xiying snorted: "Didn't Tie Lao tell you that his first soul ring was attached for 1,100 years?"

Ye Tianwu said seriously:

"First: If I can't see it with my own eyes, I won't believe it. This matter is too outrageous. Maybe there is something fishy. You can't see it with your strength, but I should be able to. The first soul ring is a thousand years, isn't that a joke?"

"Have you heard of the son of the temple? The peerless genius with twin martial souls, the first soul ring is only 400 years old. Is that kid better than the temple? The Holy Son has a strong talent? "

"Second, even if that kid really has a first soul ring of a thousand years, in three months, how many levels can he cultivate to at most?"

"Level 20? Level 25?"

Ye Xiying retorted: "I gave him nine Zhu fruits, which can accelerate the effect of cultivation."

Ye Tianwu shook his head: "Although Zhu fruits are good, they have many impurities and need time to refine. Any soul master who pays attention to the basics will not devour them crazily, so I dare to conclude that he can only improve by more than ten levels at most, and it is simply too reckless to destroy the foundation of cultivation."

"To be honest, a cultivation level of more than 20 levels is not enough to be on the stage of the fighting competition."

"His level 11 strength can beat Li Hongpeng violently." Ye Xiying pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, thinking that her father was denying her vision.

Ye Tianwu said earnestly:

"My little ancestor, the kid from the Li family is a second-generation ancestor. Using him as a combat measurement unit is a sign of respect for him."

"The quality of the contestants this time is higher than in previous years. The weakest are all level 38 soul masters who are fighting above their level. They can easily beat more than 20 Li Hongpengs."

"What talent do you have? That's the peak ninth-grade martial soul, the ancient blue dragon. Back then, a level 30 soul master couldn't fight against an elite soul master of nearly level 40."

"Is there a beast martial soul stronger than the ancient blue dragon in the world? At most, it's on par."

"You want to surpass it? It's impossible. I've never heard of it."

Ye Xiying said unconvinced: "You're going to see it now."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Ye Tianwu shook his head again and again.

"Just trust me once." Ye Xiying shook her old father's arm and said coquettishly.

Ye Tianwu said seriously: "Xiying, if it were usual, Dad would have obeyed you."

"But this time is different. The secret realm was shaken three months ago. I'm afraid something happened. There may be great dangers inside, or it may be accompanied by unprecedented great opportunities. Our Qianlong City must strive to grab more places to enter."

"Tianlei City and Yanyun City even secretly spent a lot of money to invite powerful foreign aid. They are coming fiercely."

Ye Xiying looked depressed: "He also has an auxiliary martial soul, which has a very strong healing effect. You can let him play as an auxiliary."

"Play as an auxiliary?"

Ye Tianwu hesitated for a moment, looked at his daughter's pleading eyes, and sighed: "Okay, geniuses with twin martial souls are too rare. They are worthy of respect for their lower levels. Just don't take up the combat power quota."

He calculated in his mind that there were five contestants in total. If four led one, the others would be stronger, and the auxiliary would still be able to fight even if it was a little weaker.

Ye Xiying bared her teeth and claws: "Humph, I was planning to pull your beard if you don't agree!"

"But daughter, are you sure he will come? There are only two days before the competition." Ye Tianwu begged the boy on his knees not to come.

Seeing that his daughter had a crush on a strange boy, he felt like the cabbage he had raised for 17 years was about to be eaten by someone else.

He had already developed hostility towards Luo Fanchen before they even met.

Ye Xiying seemed very unhappy. She was touched on a sore spot. She was really afraid that Luo Fanchen would not come.

"Old man, it's too late, you should go to bed early, I'm leaving."

Looking at his daughter's back as she left, Ye Tianwu shook his head and sighed, his eyes full of pampering: "Is there something wrong, father? It's okay, old man, ah..."

As soon as Ye Xiying walked out, she bumped into a black-armored soldier who came to ask for an audience with a portrait: "Report to the princess, I have something to report."

"I'm annoyed, I don't want to listen."

Ye Xiying waved her hand and left, the eldest lady's savagery

She was angry, and she was annoyed when she thought that Luo Fanchen might not come.

The black-armored soldier said to the back: "Princess, the person you are waiting for is here, exactly like the one in the portrait."

"What?"

Ye Xiying turned around quickly, her eyes lit up, and her breathing became faster.

"Tell me quickly."

"Where is he?"

The black-armored soldier said: "He is staying at Fuyu Pavilion on Dongcheng Street."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Ye Xiying took the scroll away, and her beautiful legs in black stockings jumped up and disappeared into the night.

The corner of the black-armored soldier's mouth twitched.

Princess, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Listen to me, the man took the two beautiful sisters to get a room.

It's over.

It's all over.

He felt that either the man was going to die today, or he was going to die.

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