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

Chapter 494

"Oh, it's you, brother-in-law."

Yang Jinghong nodded subconsciously, focusing all his attention on finding a love rival. He stared at the contestant waiting area with his eyes as big as copper bells, and clenched his fists.

The tattooed young man next to him was the first to tremble his eyes and looked at Luo Fanchen in surprise.

Yang Jinghong also realized it later, his body shook suddenly, and his whole body was as stiff as a puppet.

"Ka Ba, Ka Ba!"

He twisted his neck stiffly like a ten-thousand-year-old zombie, looked at Luo Fanchen who was sighing, and asked hurriedly with a stutter: "Sister... Brother-in-law... What did you say just now?"

Luo Fanchen cracked a melon seed and glanced at his little brother: "Forget it if I didn't hear it clearly."

"You!!"

Yang Jinghong first screamed, and then quickly realized that the occasion was not right, and lowered his voice and said: "Brother-in-law, is the object of the goddess Yingyue's confession to you?"

His heart was in his throat, no way, it can't be so bloody!

My brother-in-law is the man my goddess confessed to?

Luo Fanchen shrugged and sighed helplessly: "I was not sure at first, but the country boy she mentioned must be me."

Yang Jinghong's eyeballs trembled rapidly, and he trembled with his lips tightly closed.

It was difficult to digest this sudden explosive news.

The social youth next to him was struck by lightning and was dumbfounded.

Good guy, the top scholar of the Canglong Empire thought he was strong enough, but who knew that cultivation was just a side job? Flirting is professional!

His hand was so long that he even pried away the saint of the Temple of Light?

Luo Fanchen moved his eyes and fell on the social youth: "Brother, what are you afraid of?"

The social youth was sweating coldly, and his skin with dense and weird tattoos was trembling.

"I... I know too much, I hope I won't be silenced."

Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched: "You've read too many street notebooks."

Yang Jinghong still didn't give up, tears in his eyes, still laughed: "Brother-in-law, is it really you who intercepted the saint? I know you like to joke."

Luo Fanchen said: "I thought you knew it a long time ago, did you forget something?"

Yang Jinghong was stunned, and the forgotten memory was recalled by him.

Female Pope!

When she was outside the secret realm, the Pope came to help her brother-in-law and said something!

Afterwards, he didn't want to be a traitor, and was afraid that he would talk in his sleep when he returned to the family and ruin Luo Fanchen's big plan, so he used a special method to forget all this memory. Now Luo Fanchen reminded him, and he remembered everything.

"Ah!!!"

Yang Jinghong hugged his head and wailed, covering his chest.

It hurts,

It hurts too much.

The love has not even started, and it's over, woo woo woo!

Hey, what should I call my brother-in-law's wife? Yang Jinghong was stunned.

"What did you forget?"

The young man was timid and curious, scratching his head, wondering what the two were guessing.

"Don't ask about social things!"

The young master of the golden hair glared at him: "This is a little secret between my brother-in-law and me, you know!"

The young man of the society was shocked: "Young Master Yang, you... you are the king of face-changing, you are so fast, you were still howling the last moment."

Yang Jinghong smiled and rubbed the golden hair on his fingers, "If you can't hold the sand, just throw it away."

"If you don't listen to your father, just break him."

The young man of the society was shocked.

Luo Fanchen smiled and said: "So... who did you want to fight for love just now?"

"Brother, brother-in-law!"

Yang Jinghong called affectionately, trying to awaken the dormant brotherhood.

"You heard it wrong, you must have heard it wrong!"

Luo Fanchen said again: "So, whose soil are you going to loosen?"

Yang Jinghong's mouth twitched, waved his hand and smiled: "Misunderstanding, all misunderstanding."

Luo Fanchen raised his eyebrows: "So, whose wall are you going to dig with your hoe?"

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Yang Jinghong slid to Luo Fanchen's side and hugged his pants.

"Brother-in-law, it's my brother's fault. Isn't it okay to kneel down for you?"

The young man was stunned.

Aren't the children of powerful forces willing to die rather than surrender? Are they also so flexible?

The golden-haired young master refreshed his cognition.

"Okay, I'm just teasing you. How can this be decent."

Luo Fanchen shook his head, leaned over and helped Yang Jinghong up with both hands. He was just teasing this kid on purpose, but he didn't expect that the other party was innocent and sincere.

This kid is good at dealing with people. He really knelt down to apologize.

"Don't call me brother-in-law anymore, I already have a girlfriend."

Yang Jinghong shook his head, smiling, showing his two rows of golden teeth:

"Hey, you haven't gotten married yet."

"Although the beauty has a master, sister is here to loosen the soil! If she doesn't want to, what can I do?"

The young man next to him was buzzing.

Good guy, expensiveThe circle is really messy.

You can't loosen the soil, so you ask your sister to loosen it? This soil must be loosened.

At the same time, the four priests were almost angry to death, but Huang Yan was still indifferent.

Hundreds of thousands of viewers were shocked by this scene.

"This saint is too patient."

"You are not angry?"

"No, is the saint blind? How many of the world's champions can compare with the saint Huang Yan?"

"Yes, the saint and the saint, one sun and one moon, can even perform martial soul fusion skills, isn't it a match made in heaven? Are you in love?"

The major sect leaders and emperors above the sky are very optimistic about Huang Yan and praise him highly.

"He is calm and composed in his dealings with others, and is not surprised by praise or criticism. This boy deserves to be called a peerless genius!"

"With his talent and the mentality of a strong man, the rise of Huang Yan is just around the corner."

Guan Canghai and other clan leaders have their own temperaments. Even if they don't want to see the rise of the Temple of Light, they are willing to praise the young genius.

"Hey, you guys are short-sighted!"

The purple-haired Shamatte, Bahuang clan leader Zhan Doudou grinned with old yellow teeth: "How could you forget the second prince of the old White Tiger family? I heard that the boy was also cheated, but he didn't say anything and just stood there calmly?"

The various clan leaders looked strange when they heard this, and did not respond hastily.

Secretly turned their eyes to look at the White Tiger Emperor.

The emperor's face was still cold and majestic, without any change in expression, as deep as the sea. He shook his head slowly and glanced at Zhan Doudou lightly:

"As the headmaster of the Eight Desolate Sect, don't always act like a gangster leader."

Zhan Doudou grinned with yellow teeth: "It's good to be a gangster, gangsters are free."

"Boom!"

The battle on the ring had already started.

"Crack, crack——"

The bones of the Jinhuang Sect's Tianjiao shrank and turned into a miniature man less than one meter tall.

His arms turned into thin wings with golden patterns, as transparent and sharp as a blade, and his mouth extended and turned into a sharp golden bird beak, reflecting the sun's brilliance, with a cold light.

With a flap of his wings, he instantly turned into a golden afterimage, and in a flash, he was a hundred meters away, cutting towards Bai Yingyue.

"Shua, shua!!"

Silver light circulated behind the holy and noble Bai Yingyue, and the cold air was wanton. Under her beautiful legs and lotus feet, five circles of soul rings rose and swirled around her body.

A bright moon rose up, and the entire arena was instantly covered with a thin layer of frost. The audience outside the arena hugged themselves tightly with their short arms, shivering and breathing in cold air.

Facing the lightning-fast attack of the Jinhuang Sect, Bai Yingyue's lotus feet lightly tiptoed, floated up, her battle skirt fluttered, and her slender legs drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Accompanied by the cold and silent silver light of the Taiyin Youying martial soul, the girl was like an elf leaping under the moon, dancing gracefully and beautifully. The audience below was stunned and lost for a while.

The dancing posture seemed to have an inexplicable magic.

Forgetting the competition field for a short time, he was in a fairyland, seeing the extremely beautiful fairy under the moon. The dry soil in his irritable heart seemed to be flooded with peaceful rain, moistening his heart.

"The Saint's unique fighting skill: the moonlight dance!"

"Swish--"

When the audience came back to their senses, the beautiful moonlight had already covered the entire arena.

The ice was frozen three feet, and the ice was piled up.

The pride of the Golden Emperor Sect was bound by a layer of ice on his body and nailed to the spot.

Countless ice chains flew out from nowhere and locked his body.

Even if he had extreme speed, he couldn't perform under the extreme cold.

After defeating her opponent, the holy and pure girl under the silver light walked to the ring, looked at the hundreds of thousands of spectators outside, and opened her icy peach lips:

"This dance is not for defeating the enemy, but for you."

After saying that, without waiting for the audience to react, she stepped on her lotus feet and landed on the ring.

The audience was stunned and stunned, and was completely shocked.

If the referee did not declare the opponent defeated, the one who fell first would be the loser.

And the saint really fell from the ring as she said, not caring about the victory at all.

But it didn't matter, winning a game in the group stage would advance, and it would have no effect on the saint's advancement.

The audience couldn't help but wail,

They were like innocent single dogs on the street, who were suddenly kicked.

Yang Jinghong looked envious: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, if you have a chance, please teach me a few tricks."

"This... this is awesome."

Luo Fanchen was touched but did not laugh. Instead, he patted Yang Jinghong on the shoulder and sighed:

"What do you know, kid?"

"This is a debt."

"The most difficult thing to repay in history is the friendship and kindness of a beauty to you."

Ignoring responsibility because of being romantic is vulgar.

Luo Fanchen looked at Bai Yingyue who was approaching the Pope, and thought to himself:

This love must be repaid, and it must be doubled. He will never let a woman who believes in him suffer.

Bai Yingyue approached the female Pope, feeling uneasy.

She was the one who made the confession on her own initiative, and it was indeed tooWillful.

A little girl who has never been in love has a simple mind.

Because she saw that her senior brother had other women around him.

She was afraid!

She was afraid that if she spoke later, she would have no chance.

Would her senior brother no longer like her?

So... she was anxious and wanted to say everything in her heart first.

In that case, even if her senior brother told her that he didn't like her anymore, she would cry for at most one day!

No, cry for two days.

She didn't know either...

But she felt much better after she said her feelings in advance.

"Teacher... I was wrong..."

Bai Yingyue lowered her head into her chest, like a child who had made a mistake.

Di Weiyang had no emotion, and seemed to be angry, and asked coldly:

"What did you do wrong?"

Bai Yingyue raised her eyes carefully, like a timid and cute little quail:

"I... I shouldn't have acted on my own."

"You..."

"Please slap me."

Di Weiyang raised his lotus arm, and slapped him in the face with his slender jade hand...

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Brothers, I'm sorry it's a little late, I was trapped outside by the heavy rain, without a computer, so I insisted on typing on my phone...

There's still one chapter, and it won't be interrupted even if I don't sleep!