Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

"Teacher, I don't understand why you gave that kid dragon blood before leaving."

Inside the carriage, the Holy Son of the Temple asked with a frown, and his big hands were not idle, rudely pressing the sycophantic woman's head.

"Shh-

" The four offerings narrowed their eyes and said with a pleasant expression: "You know that it is the dragon poison, why do you ask, that kid will definitely die if he dares to take it." "

Meizhi drank the 'treasure' that had been offered, and finally collapsed and died in a wail of pain."

Huang Yan's eyes were disdainful: "If the teacher is unhappy with him, he will slaughter him casually, those civilians are rotten, why waste a bottle of resentful dragon poison, he is not worthy."

"What do you know?" The four offerings shook their heads: "Yan'er, there are very few people in the world whose talent can match you, but your scheming is too lacking."

"Isn't it just a civilian waste, if you hate it, kill it, what can you do?" Huang Yan disagreed.

"You're confused!" The four offerings glared: "It's easy to kill a civilian, then do you want to kill the others?"

"If you don't kill others, the female pope may learn that we killed a soul master who awakened the twin martial souls without authorization, and it is inevitable that we will be investigated, and you don't know that we, the female pope, care most about the lives of civilians."

"If we kill it, the whole village will die cleanly, which will inevitably cause the temple to be investigated, and the side of the branch hall knows that we have been here, and there may still be trouble."

"Giving him dragon blood, not only showing you and me benevolence and generosity in front of civilians, but also silently getting rid of him, why not be beautiful?"

Huang Yan asked puzzled: "But that kid is just an ant who awakened a waste martial soul, it is difficult to become a big weapon, even if he is allowed to live in the world, what can you do?" The

four offerings sneered.

"How do you know that today's ants will not become world-shaking powerhouses in the future because of special opportunities?"

"That kid is angry, although the martial soul is wasted, it reveals strangeness, this kind of person disposes of it in advance, and it is the smartest thing to do if he never suffers from the future, why should he cause trouble for his future?"

"Just by him, he deserves it?" Huang Yan laughed loudly, wiped his tears from laughter, and said, "Teacher, you think too highly of these mountain villagers, hahaha."

"I, Huang Yan, come from a distinguished background, have unparalleled talents, and will be invincible to the world in the future, pushing all cattle, ghosts, snakes, and gods."

"How humble, talentless and powerless, what kind of incomparable figure are the villagers?"

Si Fengfeng shook his head and advised: "Yan'er, you can despise the enemy in your mouth, but you must pay attention to all enemies in your heart.

"That kid can barely be accepted as a disciple by me, spending a lot of resources without a chance to counterattack, but you are not only my apprentice, but also my son, why should I spend the resources that should have been provided to you to cultivate others?"

"But I don't want to fall into the hands of others, especially the faction of the female pope, it is better to solve it easily with a bottle of dragon poison."

Huang Yan shook his head, the pride in his eyes did not decrease in the slightest, but became more and more sharp.

"You're old, you're too cautious."

"It's a pity that that kid is estimated to have been tortured by the dragon poison and cried bitterly, and his body exploded and died, otherwise I will definitely burst it with my own hands in the future, proving that your caution today is superfluous."

The four offerings smiled bitterly:

"If you want to seek the position of pope, strength and scheming are indispensable, and the female pope's slut means are iron-blooded, amazing, and gorgeous, but it is difficult to deal with."

Huang Yan had a domineering and evil smile on his face.

"The Holy Lady will soon be conquered by me."

"Female Pope?"

"Oh, she doesn't want to run, only such a woman is worthy of me."

"Slowly, hurry up, I'm going to be good!!" Huang Yan's big hand pressed down, and then closed his eyes, as did the four offerings.

Just as he was about to release the intoxication, an earth-shattering explosion suddenly came, and the frightened Huang Yan and the four offerings screamed violently.

In the next second, the furious energy swept the entire carriage, and the carriage instantly disintegrated and disintegrated, bursting apart.

Wood chips and gemstones shot out in all directions, centered on the broken carriage, smoke and dust, and a small mushroom cloud rose in place.

"Boom!"

The four offerings were covered in scorched black and embarrassed, and rushed out of the smoke and dust with the dying Huangyan, and the determination of the qi was torn, searching everywhere.

"Who is it, who dares to be so bold!"

"It's a pity that it didn't kill your old dog and your dog son."

With the cold female voice, a hot and enchanting silhouette appeared in the air.

The white fox is wrapped in a sexy and delicate body, a pair of beautiful legs are long, golden bells are tied to the ankles, barefoot jade feet, nine snow-white foxtails behind it, and the face of the calamity level is naturally charming, but the blue ice eyes exude bone-piercing killing intent.

"Nine-tailed Sky Fox."

"Are you the Female Emperor of Qingqiu? No injustice and no hatred dare to provoke the temple to worship, you look for death! "

Boom!"

The four offerings were angry, the flames behind them rose, and a twelve-winged angel with a red body appeared.

A whole nine powerful auras of different colors under the angel's feet vibrated up and down, exuding a terrifying aura like hell.

"Good one without grievances and no vengeance."

The female emperor is cold and murderous.

She was Su Jiu'er, who learned that dragon blood was poisonous and could not swallow the evil breath of someone calculating her own little man, and left Yuncun to chase and kill for thousands of miles.

Without waiting for the other party to make a move, she couldn't bear it anymore and took the lead in slamming up.

"Presumptuous!"

The four offerings were interrupted at the critical moment, and the apprentice's son was seriously injured again, and his angry head ached and he screamed.

"Ugh!"

"I will slaughter you today, and take your soul ring and soul bone for my son to spare!!"

"Boom!"

The war was about to break out, the landslide cracked, and the terrifying energy stirred.

The Son was beaten half-dead and alive.

"Nine-tailed female emperor, you give Ben an offering, wait!"

The four offerings cracked their skulls, gulped blood, became angry and corrupted, cursed madly, and fled with the holy son who turned into char.

......

The sunset is setting in the west, the moon is in the sky, and the cloud village is quiet in the dark night.

Luo Fanchen personally cooked, made a table of meals, and prepared to celebrate today's successful awakening of the martial soul with his fake aunt and true wife, who had been with him for many years.

As a result, I waited from the afternoon until dark, and no one returned, and the dishes were repeatedly heated several times.

Luo Fanchen sat on the threshold, looked outside the courtyard, and muttered to himself.

"Where did Aunt Su go?"

"I can't just say goodbye and abandon my 'useless' little husband."

Luo Fanchen shook his head, feeling that Su Jiu'er would definitely not be like this, but he was still a little worried, sixteen years of getting along day and night, and he had long been accustomed to each other's company.

Distraught, he took out a parchment roll from his arms, the map he had obtained in the morning.

"One of the nine mysterious treasures of the Soul Martial Continent?"

"There is still a great opportunity about my martial soul??"

Luo Fanchen smiled bitterly, the mountains and rivers outlined in this map are clear, but he doesn't recognize any place, how to find it?

Piff is not guilty, he is guilty.

Except for Su Jiuer, he does not dare to show it to others now, although the female pope and the saint feel good when they meet for the first time, but after all, they are not familiar.

"Uh-" There

was a strange sound in the air, a silhouette fell in the courtyard, Luo Fanchen's face was happy, and he immediately got up, but he couldn't help but complain with joy in his heart:

"Where have you been?" How can I reply..." Before

he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a cough.

"Ahem."

Under the moonlight, Su Jiu'er stumbled under her feet, her delicate face was white and lost her blood, and a cough in her mouth was actually coughing up a trace of red blood.

"Little man, worry about it, I..."

Su Jiuer's blue eyes darkened, and she was anxious to open her lips to explain, and she coughed lightly halfway through her words.

"Tread-" Seeing

the blood stain, Luo Fanchen's brain buzzed.

The anxiety of waiting for a day disappeared in an instant, and where could he still care about blame, he rushed to Su Jiu'er's side and supported her shoulders.

Feel the crumbling soft body.

Luo Fanchen couldn't imagine what kind of crisis the Demon Emperor had encountered to her.

"Who!"

"Who hurt you!!"

His face was gloomy, and his voice was terrifyingly depressed.