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

"Shua shua shua!"

The dragon-shaped carriage that suddenly broke into the ceremony of the king, and the mature voice that made people numb, attracted everyone's attention.

The wine saint exclaimed: "Is it her?"

The white bull demon saint was also amazed: "Why would the North Sea Dragon Concubine come to join in this fun?"

The four sea dragon kings were also a little surprised, among which the North Sea Dragon King Ao Qingying reacted the most. The smile on his face disappeared and his eyebrows frowned: "Which wind blew my sister here?"

"What?"

"Don't welcome my sister?"

The curtain of the carriage blew gently, and a slender white thigh stepped out of the carriage with crystal high heels. The graceful figure of the dragon concubine came into everyone's eyes. She was wearing a dignified cheongsam, and her pink hair was extremely eye-catching, with a jade hairpin inserted into it.

No matter how skilled everyone was, their pupils shrank, and some even bent their waists directly, their hearts were hot.

Even Luo Fanchen called it amazing.

This woman is a bit weird.

Why does she feel like a marshal with a dragon-like body?

There is a teardrop mole on the corner of the dragon concubine's eye, which seems to have a silent temptation.

Her voice is seductive, but her temperament is very dignified, which is very inconsistent.

After careful observation, Luo Fanchen keenly discovered that there was a deep pink meaning hidden in the depths of the dragon concubine's beautiful eyes, which seemed to contain unspeakable secrets, and he almost fell into it.

He immediately became alert.

This woman is not right, and it is definitely the kind of feeling that you will be killed if you are not careful.

After many years of experience in reading people, Luo Fanchen believes that his judgment will never be wrong.

He plans to stay away from this woman and not be deceived.

Although the rose is beautiful, it is prickly.

"Such a grand event, sister can't come?"

The corners of the lips of the North Sea Dragon Concubine's beautiful face were slightly raised, and just a small action made countless guests' hearts beat wildly.

Ao Qingying said, "Sister, of course you can come, but you don't have to throw the ball."

She hesitated, obviously she had something else in her mind that she was embarrassed to say.

The Dragon Concubine of Beihai was straightforward and chuckled:

"Is it because I am a widow?"

"There is no rule in our Dragon Palace that widows cannot throw the ball."

Everyone took a deep breath.

Many people's eyes seemed to shine brighter when they heard this.

Luo Fanchen became more alert.

My widow,

How could the husband of the Dragon Concubine be an ordinary person? He died so early, is it possible to say that there is no trick?

Ao Qingying was speechless and made a gesture of invitation:

"Sister, please take a seat."

The Dragon Concubine of Beihai refused: "No need, I am not used to being watched all the time, I'd better go back to my carriage to rest."

"Swish!"

The Dragon Concubine of Beihai floated back into the carriage, and as the curtain fell, all the moving and beautiful scenery disappeared.

I don't know how many guests' eyes almost popped out, and they could no longer peek at that charming and seductive face.

I don't know if it's an illusion,

Luo Fanchen always felt that the North Sea Dragon Concubine seemed to look in his direction before flying back to the carriage.

Is it a coincidence or an illusion?

Ao Qingying secretly breathed a sigh of relief and waved: "Brother Luo, come and sit here with your sister."

Luo Fanchen flew into the jade pavilion beside Ao Qingying, and felt the warmth from the throne under him. He was slightly surprised.

This Four Seas Dragon Palace is indeed magnificent, and even the throne under him seems to have the effect of calming the mind and enlightenment.

In addition to some rare fruits of the sea clan, there is also a bottle of nectar on the table, and an intoxicating fragrance emanates from the bottle.

Ao Qingying explained in a gentle voice: "This wine is dragon cream fairy wine, which gathers countless deep-sea tonics. It was refined by the Eternal Realm Dragon Girl for 100,000 years before it had the chance to take shape and appear at this grand event."

Luo Fanchen nodded. He was not very concerned about this. Instead, he was curious about the origin of the Dragon Concubine just now, but he felt that it was impolite to ask, and he was choking.

"The North Sea Dragon Concubine is Ao Qingying's biological sister. She was once engaged to the eldest brother of the West Sea Dragon King Ao Run."

"However, on the day of the wedding, the eldest brother Ao Run suddenly died. Of course, some people say that the eldest brother Ao Run just disappeared, and the North Sea Dragon Concubine became a widow."

Luo Fanchen suddenly heard the voice in his ear, looked to the side in surprise, and saw the White Bull Demon Saint flying over with the Bull Saint Infant.

He asked curiously, "Doesn't the West Sea suspect that there is something wrong with the North Sea Dragon Concubine?"

The White Bull Demon Saint said, "The West Sea has made every effort to investigate this matter and confirmed that Brother Ao Run's problem was an accident and had nothing to do with the North Sea Dragon Concubine. Now all the big forces know that the North Sea Dragon Concubine is a jinx, so everyone only dares to watch from afar and not get close to her."

"And it is rumored that the North Sea Dragon Concubine is not mentally normal."

While transmitting the message,

The White Bull Demon Saint had already stood in front of Luo Fanchen with the Bull Saint Infant.

The Bull Saint Infant's unruly face in the pastKong seemed a little restrained at this time, and he didn't even dare to look into Luo Fanchen's eyes.

White Bull Demon Saint patted Niu Shengying's shoulder and urged:

"What are you waiting for, little brat?"

"I'm willing to admit defeat, call someone!"

Niu Shengying felt the eyes of the people around him converged, his face flushed, he couldn't bear to lose this person, it was really hard to say.

"Father, why don't you call him in private, this is too embarrassing."

"After all, I, Niu Shengying, am also a well-known ancestor god!"

White Bull Demon Saint glared: "Is it wronged for you to call me uncle?"

"You have such an uncle, it's your honor!"

"It's not certain whether he is willing to accept you as his nephew!"

At this moment, it's not just Niu Shengying who can't understand the importance of White Bull Demon Saint to Luo Fanchen, even the human race like Jiu Sheng can't understand it.

Niu Shengying gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and went all out in front of Luo Fanchen:

"Luo..."

"Luo..."

He had a three-point fire gushing out of his seven orifices, and it took him a long time to say a complete sentence.

"Uncle Luo!"

After saying that, he felt relieved and looked at his father with a sigh of relief.

As a result, Luo Fanchen's words made him feel like he was struck by lightning.

"What did you say just now?"

Niu Shengying's face was stiff, his eyes glared and he turned his head and shouted:

"Are you teasing me on purpose!"

Luo Fanchen smiled and said, "Brother Niu, I'm joking with my nephew, you don't mind, do you?"

White Bull Demon Saint slapped Niu Shengying on the back of his head: "Just don't dislike this nephew. Although this child is ignorant, he still understands human nature."

Niu Shengying twitched, but he could still afford to lose, and bowed: "Uncle Luo, please accept my nephew's greetings."

The young master of the Leihu tribe was numb all over at this moment.

What kind of opportunity was in front of him in the past that he didn't cherish?

It's only been half a year since we last met,

The young master of the demon dragon tribe is a mount, sworn brother to the white bull demon saint, and accepts the thirteenth-level ancestor god of the Seven Saints Alliance as his nephew?

His mentality collapsed.

Wu Ya Daozi and Yu Gexiao looked at the Leihu and shook their heads.

In life, there is often only one chance, and if you miss it, it will be gone.

Diao Huangtian and others who disliked Luo Fanchen were unhappy at this moment:

"Why does this kid do this?"

"I can't understand why the White Bull Demon Saint would give face to a kid whose future is cut off!"

"Does he think he can take a path that even a martial arts madman can't break through?"

East Sea Dragon King Ao Chunqiu laughed heartily at this moment, made an impassioned speech, and clapped his hands while thanking the saints for coming.

"You have come from afar. According to the old rules of my Dragon Palace, no matter who wins or loses, there will naturally be generous gifts!"

"Come up!"

"Shua shua shua——"

In the four dragon palaces suspended in the air, a series of beautiful figures flew out, all holding a white jade plate with three dragon-patterned treasure bags on it...