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

The old man was very happy.

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

In the carriage, the temple's son Huang Yan frowned and asked, and his big hands were not idle, pressing the flattering woman's head roughly.

"Hiss——"

The fourth priest narrowed his eyes and said with a satisfied look: "Why are you asking when you know it is the resentful dragon poison? That kid will surely die if he dares to take it."

"He happily drank the 'treasure' given by this priest, and finally died with a burst of body in the painful wail."

Huang Yan looked disdainful: "If the teacher doesn't like him, just kill him. Those civilians are worth a life, why waste a bottle of resentful dragon poison? He doesn't deserve it."

"What do you know?" The fourth priest shook his head: "Yan'er, there are very few people in the world who can match your talent, but your scheming is too lacking."

"Isn't he just a civilian waste? If you hate him, just kill him, what's the big deal?" Huang Yan disagreed.

"You are confused!" The fourth priest glared: "It's easy to kill a civilian, so should we kill the others?"

"If we don't kill the others, the pope may find out that we killed a soul master who awakened twin martial spirits without authorization, and we will inevitably be held accountable. You know that our pope cares most about the lives of civilians."

"If we kill him, all the people in the village will die, which will inevitably lead to the investigation of the temple. The branch temple knows that we have been here, and there may still be trouble."

"Giving him dragon blood not only shows our kindness and generosity in front of the civilians, but also gets rid of him silently. Isn't it wonderful?"

Huang Yan asked in confusion: "But that kid is just an ant who awakened a useless martial spirit. It's hard for him to become a great man. Even if he is allowed to live in the world, what can he do? Why do you care?"

The fourth priest sneered.

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

"That kid is very imposing, and his martial spirit is useless but reveals his weirdness. It is the smartest way to deal with such people in advance and eliminate future troubles. Why bother yourself in the future?"

"Just based on him, is he worthy?" Huang Yan laughed loudly, wiped the tears from his laughter and said: "Teacher, you think too highly of these country folk, hahaha."

"I, Huang Yan, have a distinguished family background and unparalleled talent. In the future, I will be invincible in the world and defeat all monsters and demons. . "

"A mere villager, so humble, without talent or power, how can he be considered a great figure?"

The fourth priest shook his head and advised: "Yan'er, you can despise the enemy with your mouth, but you must take all enemies seriously in your heart."

"That kid can actually be accepted as my disciple. It is possible to counterattack by spending a lot of resources, but you are not only my disciple, but also my son. Why should I spend the resources that should be provided to you to train others?"

"But I don't want this boy to fall into the hands of others, especially the faction of the female pope. It would be best to easily solve it with a bottle of resentful dragon poison."

Huang Yan shook his head, and the arrogance in his eyes did not diminish at all, but became more and more sharp.

"You are old and too cautious."

"It's a pity that the boy must have been tortured by the dragon poison and cried and wailed, and died. Otherwise, I would have blown him up with my own hands in the future to prove that your caution today was unnecessary."

The fourth priest smiled bitterly:

"If you want to seek the position of Pope, strength and scheming are indispensable. The bitch Pope is ruthless and talented, and she is not easy to deal with."

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

"The saint will be conquered by me soon."

"Pope?"

"Oh, she can't run away either. Only such a woman is worthy of me."

"Slowly, hurry up, I'm ready!!" Huang Yan pressed his hand down, then closed his eyes, and the fourth priest did the same.

When he was about to release his intoxication, a shocking explosion suddenly came, scaring Huang Yan and the fourth priest to tremble violently.

The next second, violent energy swept the entire carriage, and the carriage instantly disintegrated and exploded.

Wood chips and gems shot out in all directions, with the broken carriage as the center, smoke and dust filled the air, and a small mushroom cloud rose on the spot.

"Boom!"

The four priests were all charred and embarrassed, and rushed out of the smoke and dust with the dying Huang Yan, looking around with anger.

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

"It's a pity that I didn't blow you and your son to death."

Accompanied by a cold female voice, a hot and enchanting figure appeared in the air.

The white fox fur wrapped the sexy body with bumps and curves, and a pair of beautiful legs were long

, with golden bells tied around her ankles, bare feet, nine snow-white fox tails behind her, a face of natural charm, but blue ice eyes exuding piercing murderous intent.

"Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox."

"Are you the Queen of Qingqiu? You dare to provoke the temple worshiper without any grudges, you are looking for death!"

"Boom!"

The four worshipers were furious, flames rose behind them, and a red twelve-winged angel appeared.

Nine powerful halos of different colors under the angel's feet moved up and down, exuding a terrifying atmosphere like a deep abyss and a prison.

"What a grudgeless one."

The Queen was cold and murderous.

She was Su Jiuer, who knew that dragon blood was poisonous and could not swallow the anger that someone had plotted against her little man, and left Yun Village for thousands of miles to chase him.

Without waiting for the other party to take action, she could no longer bear it and took the lead to blast him.

"How dare you!"

The fourth priest was interrupted at the critical moment, and his apprentice's son was seriously injured. He was so angry that his head hurt and he cried.

"Ah!"

"I will kill you today and take your soul ring and soul bone for my son to use!!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The war was about to break out, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the terrifying energy was surging.

The Holy Son was beaten half to death and his vitality was scattered.

"Nine-tailed Queen, you wait for this priest!"

The fourth priest's skull was cracked, blood gushed out, he was furious, cursed wildly, and fled in a hurry with the Holy Son who turned into charcoal.

...

The sun set in the west, the bright moon was in the sky, and Yun Village was quiet in the dark night.

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

As a result, he waited from the afternoon until dark, but no one came back, and the dishes were reheated several times.

Luo Fanchen sat on the doorstep, looking out of the yard, talking to himself absentmindedly.

"Where did Aunt Su go?"

"She couldn't have left without saying goodbye and abandoned my 'useless' little husband."

Luo Fanchen shook his head, thinking that Su Jiuer would definitely not do that, but he was still a little worried. After sixteen years of living together day and night, he had long been accustomed to her company.

Distraught, he took out a parchment scroll from his arms, which was the map he got in the morning.

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

"It also hides a great opportunity for my martial soul?"

Luo Fanchen smiled bitterly. The mountains and rivers outlined on this map were clear, but he didn't recognize any of them. How could he find them?

A man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure.

He didn't dare to show the map to anyone except Su Jiuer. Although the pope and the saint felt good when they met for the first time, they were still unfamiliar with each other.

"Shua——"

There was a strange sound in the air, and a beautiful figure landed in the courtyard. Luo Fanchen's face was happy, and he immediately stood up. He was happy in his heart, but he couldn't help complaining:

"Where have you been? Why did you come back so late..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a cough.

"Cough cough."

Under the moonlight, Su Jiuer staggered, her delicate face was pale and bloodless, and she coughed out a trace of bright red blood.

"Little man, you are worried and anxious, I..."

Su Jiuer's blue eyes were dim, and she opened her lips in a hurry to explain, and she coughed again in the middle of her words.

"Tap tap tap——"

Seeing the blood, Luo Fanchen's head buzzed.

The anxiety of waiting for a day disappeared in an instant, and he didn't care about blaming. He rushed to Su Jiuer's side and supported her shoulders.

Feeling the soft and delicate body that was about to fall.

Luo Fanchen couldn't imagine what kind of crisis the demon emperor had encountered to be like this.

"Who!"

"Who hurt you?!"

His face was gloomy and his voice was terribly suppressed.