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

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

"What?"

Luo Fanchen raised his eyebrows.

"You don't recognize me after such a short time, do you?"

Everyone was nailed there, like wooden stakes, and no one spoke.

Looking at the handsome young man with a bloody smell, their eyes were complicated.

There was gratitude, surprise, shock, jealousy, and more shame in their eyes.

It was difficult to face the fact that the other party was a top genius.

Seeing Luo Fanchen, whose combat power was so extraordinary, the dead memory suddenly began to revive and attack them.

Yang Wei's ears were stirred by his previous arrogant and contemptuous words: poor, old-fashioned, no talent, no strength?

Can only rely on women to show off?

Zhuo, who has no talent and no strength.

Yang Wei is crazy! He is really going crazy!!

It feels like even if Luo Fanchen did nothing, the purple soul ring under his feet, the blood on his body and the monkey corpses around him are slapping him hard.

The slapping sound is deafening.

Li Hongpeng also remembered how he pretended to be cool in front of Luo Fanchen half a day ago: You and the princess are not from the same world, you are a piece of trash.

Without the princess's support, you are nothing!

The essence of the additional soul ring is exposed.

You must have a pattern, you can't compare with trash like him.

Damn it!

Who has no pattern, who is the piece of trash.

Li Hongpeng felt uncomfortable, wanted to cry, and cried loudly.

He never thought that a trash civilian who seemed to have nothing but handsomeness would be so scary if he didn't make a move.

What a bullshit, from the beginning to the end, he is the rubbish.

Ye Xiying, the hot princess whose stockings are almost all torn, naturally can't forget what she said to Luo Fanchen.

Don't try hard, no matter how hard you try, you can only absorb a soul ring of 200 years with the blood of commoners.

The 800-year-old here is too strong, we will take you to the outermost area to find it.

Ye Xiying realized that the other party was right, the eighth-grade martial spirit is really nothing.

She was complacent about the 800-year-old second soul ring, but the other party turned around and attached a thousand-year-old first soul ring, and it was very low-key.

Time and space seemed to be going back, and everyone couldn't help but recall the previous sarcasm against Luo Fanchen.

Remembered the previous unscrupulous display of the superiority of the upper aristocracy and venting of the disdain for the blood of commoners.

But the young man always looked at them indifferently and never refuted a word.

They had always thought that the young man was cowardly and guilty, and did not dare to refute and challenge them, the noble geniuses.

It was not until now that they realized that the clown was actually themselves.

The other party was not afraid, nor was he afraid, but was standing at a very high position, looking down on them.

He even disdained to reply to them a word, thinking that it was a waste of emotion and not worth it.

Li Hongpeng suddenly recalled a sentence in his mind.

The real arrogance is indifference.

The real shabbyness is that when you have money, you will shake your clothes and talk about your relatives every time you talk to others.

His face was burning red, and the pain in his body was far less than the shame that surged in his heart at this moment.

Others were also ashamed and wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Yang Wei's face hurt so much that he didn't have the courage to look at Luo Fanchen's shining eyes. He was guilty and had no confidence.

Ye Xiying was not much better than others.

The beautiful face was flushed, and the white toes wrapped in black stockings in the white boots were tightly clasped, and the stockings seemed to be torn.

She was too embarrassed to look directly at Luo Fanchen, but she couldn't help but secretly glance at him from the corner of her eye, full of curiosity.

How could such a handsome man have such a strong talent!

If he was not born in an aristocratic family, could he really have such a terrifying growth potential?

If she was just greedy for Luo Fanchen's handsome face at first, now she has a strong curiosity and desire to explore that is enough to make her body tremble.

Tieshu's swollen muscle body has become shriveled again, hunched over, with a pair of black hands behind his back.

He seems to be as steady as an old dog, but in fact he is also panicking.

Crazy memories, wondering if I have ridiculed this kid before, he is so old, if he is also slapped in the face.

It's really a disgrace in his later years, so embarrassing.

Huh!

It seems that he didn't say anything too radical, that's good, that's good.

The old man subconsciously pulled out his black hand and stroked his chest, sighing with relief, and then he saw Luo Fanchen looking in his direction.

His raised hand suddenly froze, not knowing where to put it.

"Ahem."

"Young friend Luo is really a

Don't judge by appearance, he actually has such terrifying talent and strength. "

While speaking, Tie Lao quietly put his hands behind his back, pretending that nothing had happened.

Hearing this, the other young men, including Ye Xiying, all looked over with strange expressions.

Tie Lao blew his beard and glared: "Why are you all staring at me!"

Li Hongpeng scratched his head awkwardly and said: "Tie Lao, Brother Luo is so handsome, isn't this appearance enough?"

"??? "

Tie Lao was speechless for a while.

Yes, this kid looks like a natural talent, mainly because he was dressed too poorly before, and he came out to take risks alone.

Speaking of which big power can be willing to let such a genius come out to take risks alone, it's too big a heart!

He glared at Li Hongpeng and cursed:

"You kid are too shameless, too shameless, you were just a little commoner before, and you called him Brother Luo so quickly? "

Li Hongpeng's face twitched, and he begged for mercy: "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, please give me some face, I still have to survive in the mainland in the future."

As for his change of words...

Even a blind man can see Luo Fanchen's talent. His talent is so terrifying. Does it matter if he is a commoner?

If you don't lick him before he develops, when he really rises, you can't even lick him even if you line up behind him.

Tie Lao snorted in his heart, you know how to save face now, just when I was exposing my shortcomings.

And the way to avoid social death is to drag others to social death together.

"By the way, what did you yell at the princess just now?"

Yang Wei felt socially dead and had nowhere to vent. Seeing this opportunity, he immediately added: "The princess is willing to smile at you and be a dog?"

"I'll beat you to death! "

Li Hongpeng raised his foot and kicked over, knocking Yang Wei down, and kicked him wildly.

Don't dare to provoke Luo Fanchen, don't dare to beat Tie Lao, but I don't dare to beat you?

Luo Fanchen ignored the farce in front of him, looking around, and didn't find a familiar figure, so he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Could it be that he guessed wrong, and the female pope and the junior sister didn't catch up?

Will they really let him fend for himself?!

He felt an inexplicable grip in his heart.

"Tap tap--"

Li Hongpeng, who was kicking Yang Wei wildly, heard footsteps, turned his head and saw the hot and slender Ye Xiying walking in front of him.

"Princess?"

Li Hongpeng stopped immediately, and patted the dust on his body with one arm, looking nervous.

Ye Xiying looked at him steadily and said seriously:

"You saved me."

"I am very grateful. "

A smile appeared on Li Hongpeng's lips. Could it be that his spring is coming, and he has touched the goddess princess in his heart?

"But..."

Hearing "but", Li Hongpeng's heart sank.

Ye Xiying shook her head and said, "I really don't have any feelings for you, and I don't even have a good impression of you."

"But your kindness must be repaid. I can ask my father to keep you safe for the rest of your life, and even find a way to help you reconnect your arm, but I hope you can stay away from me in the future."

"Princess..." All smiles on Li Hongpeng's face disappeared, as if there was a sound of heartbreak.

Ye Xiying pursed her lips. Of course, she knew how uncomfortable the other party would feel when she heard these words, but she was a bold person who dared to love and hate.

"Go!"

"I'm afraid Luo Fanchen will misunderstand."

No!!!

A heart-wrenching cry rang out in Li Hongpeng's heart.

Luo Fanchen walked towards Li Hongpeng, and said speechlessly to Ye Xiying, "Hey, don't bring me along with you in everything."

"We have nothing to do with each other! "

Li Hongpeng was stabbed again, and he felt that his goddess was being licked by others.

Tears flowed uncontrollably.

Others looked at him with sympathy. His drooping arm was too tragic. It might have been necrotic by the time he returned to the royal city.

There was no hope.

At this time, Luo Fanchen's big hand suddenly slapped Li Hongpeng's arm, which was only connected to the flesh and bones.

A pig-killing scream sounded.