Twin God-Level Martial Soul, Shocked The Demon Emperor's Wife!

"afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of losing status, afraid of death?"

Under the moonlight in the jungle, Di Weiyang spoke calmly.

"Fan Chen, if you are afraid—"

"I didn't become a female pope when I was a teacher."

"There are always things in this world that are a hundred times more terrifying than death."

Di Weiyang raised her eyes and looked at the bright moon in the dark night sky along the gap in the forest. The moonlight shone on the unparalleled grace of the female pope, making her look even more glamorous and majestic.

Her vermilion lips parted slightly: "I am the female pope, in charge of the Temple of Light, all over the world, as far as the eye can see, I should be my people."

"How can there be distinctions between high and low class?"

"Evil soul masters harmed hundreds or thousands of people, and everyone shouted and beat them. How many people did the nobles who treat thousands of civilians like ants and dogs kill?"

"Being a teacher is nothing more than taking back something from the nobles that should belong to the people, but they are unwilling."

"If you don't want to, then hit."

Cool and cold, Onee-san's voice was like a phoenix chant, without swearing or roaring, only indescribably firm and domineering.

Luo Fanchen felt shocked, but couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The female pope wants to reform and protect the common people. I am afraid that the temple will be the first to jump out and disagree, let alone other empires and Sect.

Even he himself is still a selfish person when he examines his conscience, and he will never give up resources or sacrifice himself for others.

What's more, what about those big nobles who have eaten a long time ago?

Luo Fanchen asked a very practical question.

"Teacher Pope, if you want to fight, what should you do if you can't?"

Di Weiyang lowered her cheeks and looked at Luo Fanchen with her phoenix eyes like ice crystals. She suddenly smiled, like an iceberg that had been covered in dust for thousands of years thawed out.

"Even if one day, you are alone as a teacher and have thousands of enemies, so what."

"My will is unstoppable."

"Although there are thousands of people, I will go too."

Di Weiyang seemed unwilling to mention these again, and said:

"Fan Chen, as a teacher, I didn't expect that you are not only outstanding in talent, but also have such a high level of comprehension, which is really surprising."

"But being a teacher won't lead you and Yingyue on my path."

Bai Yingyue said blankly from the side: "Why, teacher? You have been unwilling to explain this matter to me, and I am willing to help you."

"Are you worried that I will be in danger?"

Di Weiyang shook her head without explaining.

At this time, a man's magnetic and thick voice suddenly came from the side.

"Because what a teacher needs is not a subordinate, not a helper, but a fellow practitioner who really wants to take this path from the bottom of his heart, right?"

Bai Yingyue was still in the fog.

Di Weiyang's tender body trembled, and she suddenly turned her head to look in the direction of the voice, looking at the handsome young face of an exiled immortal.

The cold phoenix eyes were full of disbelief, as if some kind of thought hidden for many years had been exposed.

Her throat vibrated, even with a little caution:

"Fan Chen, what did you just... say?"

Seeing the special reaction of the female pope, Luo Fanchen, who is good at observing words and expressions, suddenly realized.

What he knew before was only the cold Onee-san Di Weiyang, not the female pope who cared about the world.

But now, he understands.

Saying the most appropriate words at the most appropriate time can touch a woman's heart the most.

Luo Fanchen's eyes darkened, and he looked at the female pope tenderly. Instead of answering the other party's question, he asked instead:

"Teacher, you must be very lonely."

Bai Yingyue's heart skipped a beat. Why is senior brother so brave all of a sudden? This doesn't sound like what a disciple should say.

"Brother, the teacher has me and countless people from the temple, how can you be lonely?"

Luo Fanchen shook his head, still staring at the female pope.

The female pope stared at the little man who was waiting for her answer, her delicate body trembled, and the lake of heart that had been calm for many years, was like a small stone suddenly thrown into it, causing ripples around her, and the more it swayed, the farther it spread.

She has taught Bai Yingyue and other people about many things about "thought reform", and she has taught them for a long time, but the other party has only a half-knowledge.

She is not happy.

Not happy all the time.

There is an indescribable sense of loneliness in my heart, as if in a dark and boundless world, there is only a lonely little girl alone.

No one really understood her, no one really understood what she wanted to do.

The young and outrageous disciple opposite seemed to understand.

Why can he understand, how can he understand?

The pope couldn't figure it out and was upset.

But she doesn't want to understand other messes now, she can only confirm immediately whether he really understands herself.

The Pope spoke.

The coldness and majesty of the past is still there, but there is more fear and panic that she didn't even notice.

Fear that what you get is not the answer you want, and fear that it will be empty joy after all.

"Fanchen, why do you feel that the teacher is lonely?"

Luo Fanchen smiled and gave the answer.

"Because what the teacher lacks is a fellow practitioner, oh no, to be more precise, it should be like-minded..."Comrade" is right."

The face of the female pope changed, her fingertips were trembling, and her heart was shaking.

Completely messed up.

Luo Fanchen's words, like a ray of warm sunshine, shone into the dark and boundless world, hitting the lonely little girl.

"Comrade...comrade?"

Di Weiyang was the first time she heard this title, but this title seemed to have unspeakable power, and it solved the unspeakable sense of loss and loneliness in her heart.

Comrades with one heart and one mind.

Yes, what I have been lacking is like-minded comrades.

She smiled at Luo Fanchen.

The smile is very charming.

In an instant, the ice and snow melted, and the amorous feelings at that moment made Luo Fanchen a little dazed, beautiful, really beautiful.

"Teacher... you are?"

Bai Yingyue seemed to understand but didn't understand. She couldn't understand what was going on. It wasn't that she was stupid, but that she was still young, far from reaching the mind and level of a female pope.

Luo Fanchen is different.

"Yingyue, the teacher will no longer be alone." Di Weiyang and Xin smiled, making people feel like a spring breeze, revealing a scenery that is completely different from the glamorous iceberg.

"Huh?" Bai Yingyue was confused.

Di Weiyang said: "Because, the teacher will have your senior brother in the future."

Bai Yingyue opened her mouth wide in shock.

Hello! Teacher, what you said is very ambiguous, and it is easy to make people think about it.

Forehead……

Luo Fanchen felt like he was having a blast.

According to the understanding of his previous life, he just made a few nonsense, how could he have such a high level of ideological awareness, why did he directly talk to the female pope about the emotional climax.

It seems that he almost shouted: My way is not alone, the world is full of cattle and horses except me and you.

"Mortal."

"Aha?"

The female pope looked at Luo Fanchen with burning eyes, as if looking at a rare diamond in the rough.

"From today onwards, you and I are no longer masters and apprentices."

Bai Yingyue was shocked, her head was buzzing, and she was in a trance.

The teacher is usually taciturn and cold to death, why is it abnormal for the senior brother to say a few words today.

Luo Fanchen also looked shocked.

Not master and apprentice?

Then you can ask for help and be a brother?

Come on, don't make trouble...

It shouldn't be so outrageous...