The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

She turned her delicate face stiffly.

"Teacher, what are you talking about? I am a saint, and I am different from that crazy and arrogant princess who only cares about her face."

Di Weiyang stared at her with his phoenix eyes, and finally nodded, and opened his lips slightly:

"Okay."

"Then find a chance for me to introduce a marriage to your senior brother."

"You and I can choose which noble lady from a big sect is suitable."

"Ah?" Bai Yingyue opened her cherry lips and stuttered: "You...you want to introduce a marriage to your senior brother? My senior brother is still young, it's too early."

"Let's go, follow them, they are leaving." Di Weiyang said coldly and left first.

"Teacher, teacher, please explain clearly. Those noble ladies from big families have strange tempers. You can't send your senior brother into the fire pit."

Bai Yingyue followed closely behind, talking non-stop. She didn't notice that Di Weiyang's lips were slightly raised.

...

"Roar!"

Outskirts of the jungle oasis.

Accompanied by a shrill roar, a huge black panther with a shoulder height of two meters fell down.

It was covered with wounds, and a bloody hole in its chest was a fatal wound. The blood that flowed out was soaked in the green grass and black soil.

"Hahaha, killing the soul beast wind shadow leopard for 350 years alone, this record should be matched by few people at the level of soul warriors at level 10."

Yang Wei held a long spear emitting dark golden light and stepped on the wind shadow leopard.

His whole body of gorgeous clothes was damaged, but his eyebrows were full of pride, and he had a great ambition to point out the world.

"Young Master Yang is too brutal. With the power of level 10, he can kill a 350-year-old soul beast. He is only 50 years away from being on par with the top geniuses of major forces."

"In one word, fierce!"

"Awesome, it is really amazing."

Several young men in the team quickly surrounded him and looked at the soul beast under Yang Wei's feet with awe.

Even the serious Black Hand Tie Lao showed a smile on his face: "Young Master Yang is worthy of being a descendant of the Yang family. His foundation is really solid."

"Hey, Tie Lao is too kind."

Yang Wei waved his hand casually, "Killing a mere 350-year-old soul beast is far inferior to the 400-year-old level of the top genius."

Although he said so, he was already very happy, raised his chin, and accepted the flattery of others with peace of mind.

At the same time, he looked at the fiery and unruly princess.

As a result, the goddess in his heart just glanced at him lightly, and then set her shining eyes on the handsome Luo Fanchen next to him.

Damn it!

Yang Wei gritted his teeth, and the joy in his heart was instantly diluted.

Why, isn't he just a handsome pretty boy? What's the use of being handsome if you can't fight! !

Luo Fanchen naturally noticed the murderous look, but he didn't care. He was extremely confused and puzzled now.

After all, it's just killing a 350-year-old soul beast?

Is it necessary for you to be so excited?

Listening to other people's congratulations and boasting to Yang Wei, Luo Fanchen's confusion intensified.

He could see that the others were not just pretending to be nice, but were sincerely sighing at Yang Wei's amazing record.

It was simply outrageous.

Not to mention the 350-year-old soul beast, Luo Fanchen now has the confidence to blow up the 800-year-old soul beast with one hand.

Along the way, Luo Fanchen also had a certain understanding of this team.

These seven people are from Qianlong City, which belongs to the Canglong Empire. Six of them are students of the Royal City Elite Soul Master Academy, and Tie Lao is the academy instructor.

The strength of the others was no more than level 30, and they needed to obtain spirit rings, but Tie Lao was a level 5 master, a level 54 spirit king.

After learning Tie Lao's level, Luo Fanchen also understood why he had spotted him in the first place.

Along the way, these young men who were jealous of his "handsomeness" intentionally or unintentionally showed off their superiority as nobles, and acted like geniuses and elites, trying to make Luo Fanchen feel inferior.

The result...

That's it?

That's it.

Luo Fanchen hadn't seen what level others were at, but Yang Wei, the No. 1 licker, really made him "feel inferior".

"Hey, Chenchen, you're not scared by this guy's fight, are you?" Princess Xiying chuckled and smiled beautifully.

Luo Fanchen was surprised and said:

"I,

was scared?"

Ye Xiying said: "Although this princess doesn't like him, I have to say that this guy has good talent.

Aren't you going to add the first soul ring as well? Do you dare to fight this 350-year-old soul beast?"

Luo Fanchen was speechless for a while and almost laughed out loud.

Isn't this just making fun of him?

He didn't even bother to pay attention to this hot girl princess with black silk stockings, and cast his eyes on Yang Wei who was absorbing the soul ring.

This was the first time he had seen someone absorb a soul ring.

Seeing that Luo Fanchen didn't reply, Ye Xiying's beautiful eyes glared with anger. She opened her mouth to curse, but she bit her lip.

For the sake of her face, she held back.

"Chenchen, don't feel pressured. Yang Wei's level is already very high in Qianlong City. Only the top geniuses of major forces can attach a first soul ring of 400 years."

"You understand what I mean."

"You were born a commoner and suffered from your innate bloodline. I think it's amazing that you can attach a soul ring of 200 years later. This princess guarantees that no one will laugh at you at that time."

"Whoever laughs at you, I will beat him for you."

Luo Fanchen: ...

A 200-year ring?

Who are you insulting? A dog of 350 years is not even worth a damn.

This girl wouldn't be the first time she comforted someone in her life. If he was really an ordinary person, he would definitely feel more uncomfortable being comforted like this.

Seeing the handsome guy beside her was silent, Ye Xiying thought he was under pressure and uncomfortable after seeing Yang Wei's performance.

She was about to speak again, but was interrupted by Luo Fanchen.

"Princess, please, can we not repeat the words? It's too uncomfortable for me to hear it. It feels like looking at the sea."

"What is the feeling of the sea?" Ye Xiying wondered.

"I want to vomit."

"You!"

Ye Xiying was so angry that her teeth itched. Her black silk legs in white boots, as well as her hips and breasts, all trembled slightly.

"Are you scolding me again?"

Luo Fanchen had a sharp eye and keenly noticed the slight tremor of the other party's delicate body. An unnatural blush appeared on his face.

Hiss——

This woman is not really a masochist.

"If you speak nicely, how can I scold you?" Luo Fanchen said, "If you are annoying, then don't keep me here, let me go."

"This princess wants to kill you!"

Except for Yang Wei who absorbed the soul ring, everyone else's eyes were attracted by the shouting of Princess Xiying.

Ye Xiying raised her white wrist high, tightly grasped the whip, stared at her with her phoenix eyes, as if she would beat you to death if you don't give in.

But Luo Fanchen gradually figured out the bottom of this woman, and she didn't buy it.

A dog licker will not die well.

A tough guy is the right way!

Luo Fanchen's eyes were sharp and his words were powerful: "Come on, use more force."

"Today you either beat me to death or apologize to me, what Chenchen, that's a sissy!"

The slight tremor of Ye Xiying's delicate body turned into a visible tremor, which scared the other young men behind her and made them retreat, fearing that they would be angered.

"Do you want to give in?"

"Don't give in, you stubborn girl. If Tie Lao doesn't help you, I'll beat your ass."

Tie Lao's beard was shaking with fear.

This little ancestor has been coaxed by countless people all day long, and you still dare to scold him?

Crazy! Too crazy.

Ye Xiying's face flushed with anger, and she whipped the whip violently, and a sonic boom sounded.

"Snap!"

Luo Fanchen was unharmed, and the soil at his feet exploded, leaving deep whip marks.

The broken grass fragments splashed, and Ye Xiying pointed at Luo Fanchen's nose and said hatefully: "Asshole, don't call me Chenchen, I'll call you Luo Fanchen from now on."

This scene directly stunned Tie Lao, Li Hongpeng and other young people, and they shouted in their hearts.

This guy is not dead even if he does this?

The princess has a violent temper. Can she tolerate his bad habits?

Li Hongpeng didn't understand and couldn't figure out what was wrong. Could it be that he could do whatever he wanted just because he was handsome?

"Shua!"

At this time, Yang Wei, who had been motionless, stood up, and a dark yellow ring appeared on the dark golden spear in his hand.

"Wind Shadow Kill!"

He shouted and suddenly stabbed the black panther's body with a gun, and the dark yellow soul ring that had just appeared flashed.

Shadowless wind blades appeared on the gun tip.

"Boom!"

The black panther's body exploded in an instant and was crushed by several wind blades.

Luo Fanchen's eyes lit up. Is this the soul skill attached to the soul ring? It's really interesting. Yang Wei's combat power has been significantly enhanced.

However, no matter how enhanced he is, Yang Wei still feels a little weak to him, as if he can be killed with a slap.

"Congratulations, Young Master Yang, for absorbing the soul ring and officially becoming an eleventh-level soul master!"

"This soul skill is really powerful, the wind blade is invisible and hard to defend against."

Yang Wei seemed to enjoy the flattery from others.

What hurts is that it's useless to be cool. The hot girl princess, the goddess he has been thinking about, didn't even look at him, and focused on the hateful man.

Ah!

He was so angry that his chest was tight.

Tie Lao said: "Let's go, hurry up."

"Before dark, others must also find a suitable soul ring. We can't stay here overnight. There are too many variables and it's too dangerous."

Princess Xiying was walking in front with Luo Fanchen.

Yang Wei and other young people were watching from behind, and their tightly clenched fists under their sleeves were shaking.

"Brother Yang, don't be anxious, just bear with it."

Li Hongpeng patted

His shoulder, whispered:

"When the princess sees that kid with a rubbish spirit ring, she will understand the gap between him and us, and know how good we are."

Yang Wei worried, "What if that kid gets lucky and has some talent? Won't we have no chance?"

"I think the kid is quite confident."

"Hahaha." Li Hongpeng laughed softly, "You are too worried and confused."

"I've heard that the most powerful civilian spirit master only has his first spirit ring attached for three hundred years."

"He's comparing his head with ours?"

"And you didn't see that kid Just now, I saw you kill a 350-year-old soul beast, and your expression was unnatural. You were obviously scared. "

Yang Wei raised his mouth and said sarcastically:

"Then I hope this kid won't disappoint the princess."

"Don't attach a 100-year soul ring, that would be too embarrassing and boring. It would be meaningless for us to win, hahaha."

Li Hongpeng shook his head: "The pattern, do you understand the pattern? Look at your useless appearance. I will never compare a garbage civilian with myself."

"There is no comparison, okay!"

The princess's crisp and sharp voice suddenly came from the front of the team.

"Yang Wei, you two come here."

"Ah?"

Yang Wei and Li Hongpeng were stunned at first, and then looked at each other, and they could see the surprise in each other's eyes.

"The princess has changed her mind?"

"You're tired of that kid, and finally know our good?"

Ye Xiying stopped and scolded coldly: "What are you two whispering about? Why don't you come over quickly?"

"Hey, come on!"

Yang Wei and the others rushed to Ye Xiying from the back of the team.

"Princess, please tell me what you want."

While Li Hongpeng was speaking, he glanced at Luo Fanchen provocatively, as if to say, hey, you haven't been proud for long.

You've fallen out of favor.

Luo Fanchen ignored them directly, and his evaluation of these two noble boys was just one word.

Licking.

Too fucking licking.

I whipped you and made you scream, and now you two come running over when I yell?

Is the princess amazing?

Can the princess have more holes than ordinary people?

Anyway, he doesn't care.

But Luo Fanchen didn't know why Ye Xiying suddenly called these two guys, and looked over curiously.

"Yang Wei, take out the wine you were going to give me."

"Here, here."

Yang Wei was overjoyed. The princess finally planned to accept his gift? With a flash of his hand, an exquisite jade bottle appeared.

Li Hongpeng was anxious and took out a jade square box tied with a bow, "Princess, there are also peach pastries I asked you to prepare."

Ye Xiying stretched out her hand: "Yes, I know, bring them all over."

Luo Fanchen: Oh, good guys, these two young men have storage treasures?

Didn't Aunt Jiuer say that storage treasures are very rare outside? It seems that the status of these two guys is higher than he thought.

But this strength... It doesn't look very good...

Seeing that Ye Xiying, who had clearly rejected them countless times, was willing to accept the gift now, the two were excited and had to hold back their laughter.

But it was a bit strange. If the princess had a good impression of them, she would only accept the gift from one person. It was impossible for her to have a good impression of both of them.

So greedy.

Just as the two were excited, Ye Xiying suddenly stuffed the wine jade bottle and snack box to Luo Fanchen next to her.

"Yes, this princess will give it to you."

Yang Wei: "???"

Li Hongpeng: "!!!"

The two people's happy smiles stopped abruptly. At this moment, their heartbeats seemed to stop and their eyes widened.

"No, thank you." Luo Fanchen pushed his hand to refuse, without any interest.

The pope and his junior sister were probably watching in secret. If he accepted gifts from other women casually, what if his junior sister got upset and refused to cook for him?

The craftsmanship of Saint Yingyue was really amazing, which made Luo Fanchen feel a little greedy.

Yang Wei and the others widened their eyes even more.

Damn it, we tried every possible way to prepare gifts and rushed to give them to the princess, but we were rejected countless times.

Now the princess took the initiative to give gifts, and you refused them outright?

Ye Xiying's phoenix eyes were filled with murderous intent, and she shouted fiercely:

"Don't be ungrateful, you bastard!"

"I saw you venturing alone in the jungle to hunt soul beasts. Do you have any storage treasures on you? I guess you are tired and thirsty."

"I found you something to eat this time, and you don't appreciate it?"

Uh...

Venturing alone?

No storage treasures?

Tired and thirsty?

Luo Fanchen had a weird expression. You can't imagine how happy I am.

He glanced at the two brothers who were about to explode with anger, and shook his head:

"This

It's the love someone gave you. If you give it to me, they will be sad. "

Eh?

Why is there such a strong taste of green tea?

Luo Fanchen suddenly felt that what he said just now seemed to taste wrong.

Ye Xiying nodded: "It's good to be sad. Go quickly. You don't have to bother me in the future. This princess has had enough."

"If their father and my father were not old friends, I would have beaten them to death long ago."

"It's good for both of them. They don't have to hang on my tree in the future."

Crack, crack!

That was the sound of Yang Wei and the others' heartbreak.

Luo Fanchen noticed that the brothers' eyes were already bloodshot, their expressions became ferocious, and they clenched their fists.

Eh?

Tsk tsk, are the licking dogs finally going to be strong!

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