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

The mysterious woman looked down at the blood drop.

Under the strange golden mask, a pair of extremely beautiful silver pupils were revealed.

But those beautiful pupils were empty and lifeless, exuding a melancholy, heavy, and dead breath, as if they had already lost their direction in life and were discouraged.

She was indifferent to everything in the world and had no interest in it.

And the drop of blood obtained from Luo Fanchen in her palm seemed to be the only thing that could arouse her interest.

"Could the pure dragon breath I sensed before be this person?"

The woman released her mind to sense the blood drop.

After a few breaths,

The silver eyes like a dead and cold pond trembled slightly, rippling, and conveyed violent emotional fluctuations:

"Father?"

"How can a human have the breath of my father!!"

The woman immediately opened her moist red lips like rose petals, and the blood essence in her palm spurted out and shot into her mouth.

She closed her red lips tightly, and the tip of her tongue pressed against the blood essence for further confirmation. Her body soon throbbed like an electric shock, and her voice was filled with disbelief.

"No!"

"This is not the breath of my father. Although the breath of the dragon clan on him is very thin, it is higher than the status of my father's bloodline."

"This..."

"This is impossible!!"

The woman couldn't believe this fact, and quickly turned her head, looking at the direction where Luo Fanchen was running away with his pants up in disbelief.

"How can there be a bloodline that surpasses my father in the world?"

Her father is the king of all dragons, the master of divine beasts, the Dragon God.

The bloodline of the Dragon God in the upper realm is not something that a mere mortal can bear, let alone a bloodline that surpasses the Dragon God.

Where on earth did this guy come from?

The silver-haired mysterious woman was astonished, and then sighed with regret: "It's a pity that this supreme dragon bloodline is too thin, and it's far from enough."

"It would be great if it could be increased a little bit."

"But how can this be done by mortals?"

The silver-haired woman shook her head.

This supreme bloodline that is difficult to tolerate in the world, it is already an unimaginable miracle for mortals to obtain, even she is shocked.

Wanting to strengthen it further is too fantastic, it is simply impossible.

Even she doesn't know how to improve this bloodline.

"Go and see."

After a brief shock, the woman's silver eyes were dead and melancholy again.

The white and tender lotus feet under the black gauze skirt stepped out and disappeared into the void in front, which was the direction where Luo Fanchen left.

...

"Fanchen, there is no one around."

"I have checked your body inside and out, and there is nothing unusual."

In the jungle, the female pope withdrew the two fingers that were pointing at Luo Fanchen's wrist.

After hearing what the other party said, Luo Fanchen finally felt relieved and touched the wound on his leg that had scabbed and healed.

Was he really too suspicious?

But why did a crack suddenly appear for no apparent reason? It was too far-fetched to say that it was cut by a sharp stone. He felt very uncomfortable if he couldn't find the reason.

But the female pope said that there was no problem. It was useless for him to figure it out. He might as well hurry up and improve his strength.

"Wei Yang, what's wrong with Junior Sister?" Luo Fanchen looked at the beautiful saint squatting by the campfire, concentrating on grilling meat.

Usually when he came back, this girl would definitely jump over happily and chattering.

This time, she squatted there grilling meat like an autistic child, without saying a word.

Could it be because...

The female pope glanced at her with her phoenix eyes and said, "I just taught her some new knowledge, she should be busy digesting it."

Luo Fanchen looked weird. No way, the female pope really gave this girl a physiological knowledge literacy so quickly?

How did she do it?

He thought the pope would just give the saint a few words, but she didn't expect that she would really talk about the difference between "angry dragon" and "fairy nest".

Bai Yingyue, who was facing away from the two people by the campfire, bit her cherry lips tightly, her face was full of red mist, and the toes of the white silk fairy socks in her black boots were constantly curled up.

She had been pretending to be calm, eavesdropping on the conversation between the two with her little ears erect.

She kept praying that this topic would pass quickly, because this time it was too embarrassing.

"Junior sister, are you busy?"

Bai Yingyue's shoulders were suddenly patted.

"Oh, senior brother, you're back." The pretty girl's hands were so nervous that she had nowhere to put them, and she became incoherent.

Luo Fanchen's mouth corners raised. Looking at such a cute little junior sister, no matter who it was, it would be hard not to have the urge to sit down and die.

"You're not still angry because senior brother didn't show you the hidden weapon."

Oh my God! You're just bringing up something that's not relevant.

Bai Yingyue almost cried out, her restless little toes in her boots were already

The white silk fairy socks were torn.

"No, no."

Luo Fanchen smiled and said, "Don't be angry, as long as you ask, I will take it out and show it to you."

"No, no!!! Senior brother, just hide it," Bai Yingyue's skin was burning red and almost smoking, and she waved her hands repeatedly.

Seeing the girl's fierce reaction, Luo Fanchen was sure that the female pope must have given Bai Yingyue a literacy education, and the literacy education was very careful and accurate.

"Junior sister, why did you change your mind? You were so interested in it before."

"No, no, no!"

"Such a magic weapon, how can it be easily shown to others."

Bai Yingyue exclaimed in her heart, is the senior brother crazy? Can this thing be taken out and looked at casually?

"Who asked the senior brother to spoil you," Luo Fanchen reached into his trouser pocket and took out a slender black shadow.

"Ah!!!"

Bai Yingyue screamed shrilly, not daring to look at all, she covered her eyes and turned to run towards the female pope.

"Teacher, help me, my senior brother is a hooligan, he took it out, he actually took that thing out!!"

"Why are you yelling, look back carefully." The female pope put one hand on Bai Yingyue's shoulder and sighed helplessly.

Silly child, you are being fooled again.

How come this usually smart girl is being eaten up by Luo Fanchen?

It's also her fault that her master has taught Bai Yingyue too little knowledge about sex, mainly because no one in the temple dares to tease the saint from top to bottom.

No one is as "rampant" as Luo Fanchen.

"Ah?"

Bai Yingyue was stunned, looked back and found that what Luo Fanchen took out was a sharp brown wood.

"That's it?"

This is completely different from what she imagined.

Luo Fanchen shook the wood in his hand and said, "Junior sister, what were you shouting just now? How did I act like a hooligan?"

"I——"

Bai Yingyue was speechless, blushing, rubbing her feet on the ground, at a loss.

Luo Fanchen threw the wood he had cut before coming back aside, walked to Bai Yingyue and said mischievously:

"Junior sister, senior brother is an honest man, how could he act like a hooligan, you are not thinking about something dirty in your mind."

Bai Yingyue's restless body suddenly calmed down, and she said, "I understand."

Luo Fanchen was surprised.

Bai Yingyue looked up, her watery eyes narrowed: "You are not acting like a hooligan, you think this girl is simple and easy to bully."

"Junior... sister...?" Luo Fanchen suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Boom!"

Bai Yingyue's momentum exploded, and a clear purple moon martial spirit rose behind her, and four circles of yellow and purple soul rings moved rhythmically.

The bonfire was extinguished, and the surrounding plants were instantly covered with a layer of frost.

"Come!"

"If you don't show me this time, I'll take out your thing and show it to you, Junior Sister!!!"

"What?" Luo Fanchen retreated behind the Pope, feeling relieved.

"Still pretending to be confused?"

Bai Yingyue rushed over angrily, the Pope raised her lips and stepped aside considerately, leaving the stunned Luo Fanchen behind.

Damn!

This time it's a failure.