blogombal Chapter 408
Chapter 408
In the rustic wooden house, the candlelight flickered.
In the dim candlelight, two stunning beauties could be vaguely seen.
The older beauty was wrapped in a golden palace dress, with long hair falling like a waterfall, a jewel necklace on her snow-white goose neck, and high-heeled boots, exuding an indescribable nobleness.
The pair of phoenix eyes were majestic without anger, cold and elegant.
It seemed that there was nothing in the world that could make such a peerless woman have emotional fluctuations.
But when the cold and beautiful beauty finished reading the information about Qianlong City from the outside world, a stunning arc appeared at the corner of her lips, and the whole dim room seemed to be bright in an instant.
"Teacher Pope, what information makes you so happy!!"
The little beauty next to him spoke in surprise, with a smart purple ponytail, a pair of white and slender jade legs under the golden white dress, and short boots on her jade feet.
At first glance, it was so holy that people couldn't bear to blaspheme.
But her narrow and long beautiful eyes hide a quirky and playful look, just like the girl next door.
The mature beauty in palace dress stepped on the ground with high heels, straightened her graceful and perfect waist, and exuded an indescribable noble beauty, but no one was qualified to appreciate such a beautiful scenery.
The beauty's cold face rarely showed a bit of playfulness: "Guess!"
"If you guess it right, the teacher will tell you."
"Tsk."
"How can I guess it~"
The saint Bai Yingyue curled her lips first, and then a flash of lightning flashed through her mind, and her eyes became bright in an instant: "Is it news from my senior brother?"
The emperor Wei Yang shook his head: "No."
The little beauty who had just cheered and jumped for joy, her pretty face drooped instantly, she lost her spirit and was very disappointed.
Di Weiyang's icy eyes were silent, and he said lightly: "It's not the news from your senior brother, it's the news from your uncle Luo!"
Bai Yingyue suddenly raised her head, her purple hair ponytail raised, her beautiful eyes widened, and she protested:
"Teacher...you..."
"You are too bad, deliberately playing word games with your disciple."
Di Weiyang stared: "Huh?"
Bai Yingyue only dared to whisper: "Grab the bamboo shoots, you have grabbed all the bamboo shoots on the mountain."
"Don't force me to slap you."
Bai Yingyue was silent instantly, not daring to say more.
In her heart, she secretly complained that the teacher was the most scheming woman in the world! ! !
"Do you want to read the intelligence? If not, I will burn it."
After Di Weiyang said that, he brought the intelligence letter close to the candlelight.
"Don't!!"
Bai Yingyue looked nervous, and rushed over and grabbed the letter into her arms.
Carefully protected it.
When she looked up and saw the mocking eyes of the female pope, she immediately became embarrassed.
"Look, this pope's disciple is so useless."
"Because of the information of a mere man, you are so excited."
Di Weiyang shook his head, looking like a man who was disappointed in his son.
Bai Yingyue's cheeks flushed, and she couldn't wait to look at the information from Qianlong City.
Her body trembled, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.
"Martial arts champion, Luo Fanchen???"
"Brother won the first place in the Canglong Empire Fighting Competition? The first in the empire???"
Bai Yingyue was shocked and said:
"Brother, at most, you have only practiced for less than four months, right?"
"You directly suppressed all the geniuses of the Canglong Empire?"
Unlike the saint's surprise, Di Weiyang shook his head slowly and opened his cold lips:
"What a fuss."
"How can I treat my confidant with the eyes of ordinary people?"
Bai Yingyue repeatedly confirmed the information, her cherry lips tightly unable to close, and her jade fingers trembling.
"I am the 18-year-old Saint of the Temple. I have cultivated to the Soul King level with your guidance and the help of the resources of the Temple. I may not be able to get the first place even if I go to the Canglong Empire."
"So my senior brother did it after practicing for a few months?"
"With my current strength, can't I just press me on the ring?"
Di Weiyang closed her phoenix eyes and said with a round and smooth voice: "I don't have a useless disciple like you."
It seems that she was scolding the Saint, but in fact she was hiding the emotions in her eyes.
The speed of the man's progress was indeed beyond her expectations.
Too fast.
"Hey, teacher, didn't you notice that there is another page of information stuck together?"
Hearing the Saint's surprised cry, Di Weiyang suddenly opened his eyes and shot out a cold light.
"Give it to me!"
Bai Yingyue showed a playful and cunning look, and stuck out her tongue:
"Oops."
"I'm just kidding!"
"Alas, a female pope, she is so excited about a man's information. If this gets out..."
"Ouch!"
"Stop hitting——"
"It hurts!"
Bai Yingyue cried out in grief, trying to awaken the dormant master-disciple relationship, but Di Weiyang slapped her hands repeatedly, like a strict mother.
"Stop hitting, there is really a second page."
Di Weiyang heard the voice and quickly took out the information and read it carefully.
Leaving the saint with tears in her eyes, reaching out to rub her buttocks.
"A young and strong, irritable woman, bullying a weak girl like me."
"It won't look good if it's flattened, and my senior brother won't like it."
"嘤嘤嘤."
Di Weiyang squinted, his eyes like cold arrows: "Don't force me to slap you again."
Bai Yingyue suddenly found that the teacher's jade fingers holding the second page of information were trembling.
The phoenix eyes burst into a strong divine light, and the emotions were obviously a little out of control.
"Teacher... you are..."
"Look for yourself."
Di Weiyang's beautiful eyes showed appreciation, mixed with a special satisfaction.
"Brother, you gave away all the huge resources you won without taking a penny?"
"You gave them all to the people of Qianlong City?"
Bai Yingyue was surprised and said, "That's a fortune that even extraordinary strong men would be jealous of."
"You are gifted and kind to the weak."
Di Weiyang looked at the bright moon outside the window, as if he wanted to leave the Temple of Light.
"You are both domineering and kingly, and you are worthy of being recognized by this Pope."
"Your Uncle Luo is getting more and more impressive to me."
Bai Yingyue's pretty face fell, and she muttered, "You don't have to emphasize that it's 'Uncle Luo'!"
"Is the stinky brother as good as you say? He's just a little hooligan!!"
As if she remembered the scene of being bullied by Luo Fanchen, Bai Yingyue blushed and spat.
"Don't slander your Uncle Luo."
The saint who was pure and innocent in front of people was scolded by the female pope behind people.
"Stop hitting me, teacher."
"We have received news. The Fourth Priest and Huang Yan also know about Brother Luo."
Emperor Weiyang sneered, looking down with phoenix eyes: "So what if they know? We will kill him in the World Championship."
Inside the Holy Son Hall, the Temple of Light.
"The top martial artist of the Canglong Empire, Luo Fanchen?"
"Why does this name sound so familiar?"
The Fourth Priest, wearing a white and gold temple robe, looked suspicious.
Across from him stood a mighty young man, with red gold eyes, as if burning with flames, exuding a strong and domineering aura, and a proud and domineering aura.
"Father, who cares who he is, why bother? He is just a piece of shit."
"In the World Championship, I can suppress him with one hand."
The Fourth Priest rubbed his brows with a headache.
This apprentice son is good in every way, but he has never been defeated in his life. He is too arrogant.
But he does have the capital to be arrogant.
Now at the age of eighteen, his cultivation has reached above that of a Soul King, and his twin god-level martial souls are unrivaled in the world. Even a Soul Emperor Tianjiao is no match for him.
"Wait!!"
The fourth priest suddenly had an idea: "Luo Fanchen, isn't this the name of the kid from the mountain village?"