blogombal Chapter 852
Chapter 852
The one who came was a woman,
Luo Fanchen had never expected such a woman.
The purple-haired lolita's wild and delicate face was slightly ashamed, and she lowered her head and said: "The little golden-haired girl scolded me and wanted me to ask you to help me improve my strength."
"Afraid that I would die on the battlefield in three days!"
Luo Fanchen's head hurt,
What is Yang Jinghong doing? He is usually very rational.
Zhan Yingying raised her head bravely and said, "Commander Luo, I'm not here to take advantage of the little golden hair. You name a price. If helping others improve their strength will cause you great losses, then just pretend I haven't been here."
"During the invasion of the Blood Demon Sect this time, too many of my disciples of the Eight Desolate Sect were killed or injured, and I was unable to protect them. I only regret that I didn't practice harder in the past."
Luo Fanchen shook his head and said, "I can't help you with this."
"I helped Xiao Fengxian and Huang Ning'er improve because I happened to have the Phoenix True Spirit, and I helped Yang Xiruo, Bai Yingyue, Lin Shengyi and Meimei because I also have the corresponding martial spirit abilities, but I can't do anything about your halberd."
Zhan Yingying pursed her lips, nodded gently, and without saying much, she walked over step by step and slowly took off the ring on her finger.
"???"
Luo Fanchen had a question mark on his face. What was she going to do?
First of all, this is the woman my brother likes.
Secondly, this is the woman my brother likes.
Finally, he really didn't have any evil thoughts.
"Commander Luo, this is a token of my Eight Desolate Camp's love. You saved me and my brother, and you have helped us a lot. We should be content!"
The little rogue girl from the Eight Desolate Sect,
After experiencing the great changes in the sect, her personality has become more stable.
Luo Fanchen picked up the ring and found that it was full of natural treasures suitable for improving soul power, as well as some source stones. Zhan Doudou was obviously very generous.
He threw the ring back to Zhan Yingying: "Take the ring back."
Zhan Yingying was anxious: "Commander Luo, you think our Eight Desolate Sect is a petty sect. If you don't help me improve my strength, these are what we should give you!"
Luo Fanchen shook his head: "Take a closer look."
Zhan Yingying's soul explored, her delicate body trembled, and the ring was empty.
"Fuck, you're so quick?"
Luo Fanchen said meaningfully: "I took the resources, but the ring is not for me."
Zhan Yingying didn't know if she understood Luo Fanchen's double meaning. Seeing him take the resources, she felt relieved. If you want to make a living, you have to distinguish between gratitude and resentment. If you owe others a huge favor and don't pay it back, you will feel depressed. Now it's better.
"Hu——"
Zhan Yingying blew a breath, "Commander Luo, I'm telling you the truth, don't be angry."
"You can say it anyway."
"It feels so damn depressing to talk to you. There is always an inexplicable sense of oppression, just like a mouse seeing a cat. I can't curse like usual. It's better to be with the little golden retriever. You can curse as much as you want."
Luo Fanchen's forehead was covered with black lines, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "Get lost!"
"Hahaha, goodbye Commander Luo!" Zhan Yingying felt relieved and left in style.
Luo Fanchen had not expected the second person to come.
Looking at the frail beauty who lifted the curtain and entered the tent, she was not as heroic and bloody as the crazy gun-wielding female on the battlefield.
"Miss Yang, are you here to deliver resources too?"
"What resources?"
Yang Xiruo had the temperament of a lady from a noble family, her ears were obviously red, but she was particularly calm in her words, answering fluently, forcing her eyes to look at Luo Fanchen.
Luo Fanchen hesitated a little.
He and Yang Xiruo were far from having a confirmed relationship.
They had fought once in the World Championships, saved once in the secret realm, and met twice on the battlefield. Of course, they had a good impression of each other, but it was more about beauty, temperament, and the admiration and appreciation of each other's persistent pursuit of gun-wielding madness.
Uh...
Thinking about it this way,
Why did I suddenly have a feeling of wanting to give her a home.
Yang Jinghong is my brother, do I have the obligation to help him take care of his sick sister?
He is lustful and has good manners. He really respects Yang Xiruo.
Luo Fanchen said: "Miss Yang, the power of divine favor you gave me that day, the understanding of the way of spear contained in it, really helped me a lot."
Yang Xiruo shook her head, her hair swayed gently, her mouth opened and closed, her eyes were as cool and bright as water waves: "Xiruo has received all the understanding of the way of spear from Mr. Luo."
"What you gave Xiruo is far more than what Xiruo gave you."
"Now not only has the understanding of the way of spear improved, but the life span has also been extended by at least twenty years."
As soon as the voice fell, the air suddenly fell into silence.
The man and woman looked at each other, a little embarrassed, and there was also an inexplicable atmosphere growing in the tent.
Luo Fanchen did not dare to speak easily.
It's not that he can't tease, at least not today,
For fear that he would tease the girl as soon as he opened his mouth,The other girls came in.
Yang Xiruo clenched her cold fingertips: "Mr. Luo, Xiruo actually came here to tell you something!"
Luo Fanchen's heart moved, and he smiled gently: "Ms. Yang, please speak!"
The air fell into silence again,
Yang Xiruo took a deep breath, and for the first time in her life, she experienced what it meant to be entangled. The way of love seemed to be more difficult than the way of the gun. The trembling white palm flashed with lightning, and a purple lightning gun pointed at Luo Fanchen.
"Luo..."
"Mr. Luo..."
"Please teach me!"
"???"
Luo Fanchen had a question mark on his face, and was dumbfounded on the spot,
Sister, what are you doing?
Are you kidding me, you blushed and hesitated for a long time, and finally pointed a gun at me?
Seeing Luo Fanchen's dumbfounded look,
"I'm sorry!"
Yang Xiruo held the spear, and with her other white jade hand, she covered her red face, turned around and ran away in a hurry. She almost stumbled when she passed the threshold, leaving only a gust of fragrant wind.
In the past, Yang Xiruo would enter a state of stillness, ruthlessness and selflessness when she held the spear. Even if the opponent was extraordinary, she would dare to draw the spear and never run away with her back turned. However, today, her heart could not calm down at all. The line of defense of courage collapsed and she became a cowardly deserter.
She became the coward that she least wanted to be in her life,
but she didn't feel uncomfortable in her heart,
even a little shy and happy, nervous, expectant, and a little disappointment was also regret for not saying it out.
Luo Fanchen stared blankly at the escaping figure and the empty tent.
In an instant, the heartbeat accelerated.
A feeling different from the past towards Yang Xiruo was growing rapidly, taking root and sprouting, nourishing the heart. It was a kind of ignorant beauty.
That was something that only such a precious and innocent girl could bring.
"I didn't expect that the elegant and calm Miss Yang had such a side."
"Cute."
"Brother Luo, who are you talking about as cute?"
Ye Xiying walked in with her snow-white, fragrant and tender legs wearing short black boots. The thin black silk wrapped around her slender legs, without a trace of fat, exuding silent attraction.
As a princess, she was naturally adorned with pearls and gems, noble and arrogant, and her pair of phoenix eyes locked on Luo Fanchen. It was obvious that she had made up for her beloved before coming.
Before Luo Fanchen could speak, another charming voice came from outside the tent.
"Master, can Luo Nuer and sister come in?"
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In fact, Bai Long has never liked the fast-food stallion writing method of collecting women. It is not real, there is no feeling, and there is no such ignorance.
Bai Long believes that the harem needs more time to shape the emotional lines of each heroine. In the early stage of this book, some brothers urged him to do it, and he was a little anxious. This time, Bai Long has calmed down. He will strive to do better in the later stage of this book and the next book!