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

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

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

"Yingyue, Fan Chen is different from you, he is not suitable to be the teacher's disciple."

Di Weiyang opened her lips to answer, but those cold and aloof beautiful eyes never moved away, staring at Luo Fanchen all the time.

different from me?

Bai Yingyue was taken aback when she heard the words, and then she tasted the taste, woo woo woo, isn't it obvious that she is better than her senior brother?

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

Sincere friends of Guan Bao?

Luo Fanchen thought about it, and if he dared to say it, the empress might teach him how to be a man.

No, it could also be a woman.

He probably knew what the other party was thinking. He was so hungry that he would eventually have something to eat.

He didn't answer, but instead asked the female Pope: "It doesn't 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, ah, my senior brother, you are the first person who dares to ask the female pope back!

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

"Yes." Luo Fanchen nodded, neither humble nor overbearing.

He knew that the other party wanted to test himself, but as long as he could read a woman's mind and prescribe the right medicine, he would naturally have no fear of asking questions.

Di Weiyang said quietly: "If you can sum it up in one sentence, what do you think the pope has been pursuing all his life?"

What are you after?

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

"Teacher, I will answer this question!"

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

Superficial understanding.

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

This is definitely not the ending that an ambitious and ambitious woman like the Pope wants to see.

Sure enough, the female pope raised her phoenix eyes, showing the attitude of a strict teacher.

"Yingyue, shut up."

"As a teacher, I am asking you, mortal."

Bai Yingyue immediately pursed her cherry lips, feeling aggrieved and not daring to offend her.

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

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

"Why do you need to sum it up in one sentence? In my opinion, four words are enough."

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

"right!"

Seeing that Luo Fanchen was so confident, the Pope became nervous while looking forward to it, probably because she was afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"What Teacher Pope asked for in his life is nothing more than four words——"

"All, life, equality, etc."

Luo Fanchen's words were powerful, and he stopped every word.

Every word seems to be knocking directly on the door of the female pope's body that has been closed for countless years. No, maybe the door of the heart has never been opened to anyone, and no one can even see it.

Now, the door of the heart is loose and about to burst open.

Di Weiyang's expression was moved, and her phoenix eyes showed a special light, approved? move? joy?

For a generation of female popes, her heart is as hard as a knife and as hard as iron, and she has never expressed such complicated emotions.

She held back her inner emotions, shook her head and denied: "People are different from birth, talent, family background, whether the body is deficient or not."

"How can all beings be equal?"

Luo Fanchen laughed, eloquently:

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

"People can be rich or poor, strong or weak, but they can't be without freedom and the right to fight upward."

"People can't be exploited or bullied. No, I want to work hard. You eat your own food, then block the door, and don't even give me a chance to try."

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

Bai Yingyue was stunned, she stood there fixedly, and murmured subconsciously.

Brother... so amazing...

How could he, who seemed younger than himself, know so many things.

It's amazing.

Bai Yingyue didn't know what was going on, but at this moment, she not only admired Luo Fanchen's cultivation talent, but also her amazing understanding of life.

Domination of the world is not enough just by force, both civil and military skills are the kingly way, which is why she, the Holy Maiden, has always been disliked by the teacher.

"well said."

Di Weiyang was extremely satisfied with this answer, and the corners of her mouth curled up so beautifully that even Bai Yingyue, who was also a beauty, was dumbfounded.

Bai Yingyue suddenly woke up.

The number of times Teacher Pope laughed after meeting his brother... seemed to be more than the sum of the previous years, much more.

Is senior brother so magical?

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

"tread--"

"tread!"

Di Weiyang walked towards Luo Fanchen with a smile, growing lotuses every step of the way.

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

She stood still and got very close, Luo Fanchen could even smell the faint fragrance that belonged exclusively to the female pope at the tip of Luo Fanchen's nose.

The other party's figure, appearance, and temperament seemed to be poisonous, carrying a fatal temptation.

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

Whether it is Tie Lao, Ye Xiying and others, or Holy Maiden Junior Sister, he is perfect, but he knows that he has shortcomings.

Big downside.

Flaws that every normal man has.

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, and the phoenix voice was melodious.

"Mortal."

This cold and gentle voice gives people the feeling that there are two heavens of ice and fire.

She continued:

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

"But in the eyes of this Pope, it's nothing more than that, a group of ordinary people, nothing more than a fleeting moment."

"Under the whole world, the only one who can enter the heart of the Pope is Jun Er."

"From now on, don't mention the matter of master and apprentice again, Fan Chen, would you like to be the Pope's confidant?"

If it were an ordinary person who was invited by the female pope in such a way, the whole thing would be like drifting away, and he would be ecstatic.

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

Everything is expected.

In fact, he didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy, after all, this kind of heart is not the same as that kind of meaning.

Luo Fanchen suspected that he was ill, and he was seriously ill. Normal people would probably be in awe when they heard that the Pope had such great ambitions.

He is different, he wants to hold the other party in his arms and give him a good pain.

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

Looking at the expectant eyes of the female pope, Luo Fanchen's face was seven-point serious, three-point smile, and stretched out his hand to the female pope.

"Stick what you want, don't dare to ask you."

The female pope laughed, but Bai Yingyue was about to cry in anxiety.