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

Chapter 473



Chapter 473

Ye Xi'an's cheeks flushed, and she was shy.

She was a daughter of one of the ten great sects, and she wouldn't be so shy even in front of the female pope. But could she say what she wanted to say to Luo Fanchen in front of other women?

Luo Fanchen's heart was as clear as a mirror, and he saw the girl's embarrassment clearly.

He trembled, and changed the subject to save the situation:

"Xi'an, I'm on good terms with the pope. Since His Majesty the Pope has just offered to help you once, if you have any small favors to ask for, just ask."

"For example, help kill the White Tiger Emperor or something, or even consider killing your unfilial father who pushed you into the royal family's fire pit."

Ye Xi'an's beautiful eyes froze, and she was stunned, and even forgot to be nervous.

Let's not talk about killing her own father.

You call these small favors?

The pope's phoenix eyes were grim, staring at Ye Xi'an, while she raised her jade finger, sipping tea gracefully and slowly, and she was so surprised that she almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

Her phoenix eyes stared at Luo Fanchen, and she glared slightly.

This boy was sympathetic to her, and he turned the tables on her and attacked her?

Luo Fanchen turned a blind eye to the pope's angry expression.

Facing a powerful and powerful goddess, if you are weak, you will never raise your head in this life.

Just grasp the measure, otherwise you will be a dragon in the crematorium.

"Xi'an, the pope values ​​promises the most in her life. She is a heroine, and she has never broken her promises. You must seize the opportunity."

Ye Xi'an was quick-witted. After being shy,

How could she not realize that Luo Fanchen was helping her out, and a warm current surged in her heart.

Of course, it is impossible to really ask for something. If she does, it means she is ignorant, which will destroy the relationship between the man and the Pope.

"You are so good, Luo Fanchen. You put this Pope on the fire just to cherish her."

The Pope stepped on the ground with her charming golden boots and long legs. The moment she stood up, the teacup in her hand automatically flew back to the table. Her phoenix eyes burst with murderous intent, and her majesty was fully revealed.

"Girl, your name is Ye Xi'an, right?"

"Just ask today, and this Pope will kill the White Tiger Emperor for you tonight."

Luo Fanchen's heart was shocked and his scalp was numb.

The Pope did not play by the rules. He never thought that the Pope had such a strong personality.

Too cruel.

If you ask her to kill, she really dares to do it.

This aura and this resolute voice are not kidding you.

The problem is, killing the White Tiger Emperor is not that easy.

The Pope's killing of the Emperor will inevitably set off a series of chain reactions in the Soul Martial Continent. Does she really not care?

Ye Xiyan was shocked for a moment, and her heart was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, roaring and stirring.

How close is the relationship between Brother Luo and the Pope?

Only then is it worth the Pope's anger for her.

Although she was shocked, as long as it did not involve her emotional weakness, Ye Xiyan was still quite calm and organized.

She stood up slowly, folded her hands in front of her navel, bowed and saluted politely, generously and decently.

"Your Holiness, Xi'an has heard of your legend in the early years. I haven't seen the full picture of your ambition, but I have admired you for a long time just based on rumors."

"The grudges with the royal family and family of the White Tiger Empire are just personal interests. They are too insignificant in front of your ambitions. I don't want to destroy your strategic plan because of this."

The surging majesty and murderous aura of Emperor Weiyang weakened, and the nameless fire in his heart also subsided.

The moon eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a little more surprise in the phoenix eyes.

Nodding gently at Luo Fanchen:

"Your girlfriend is sensible, a little interesting, and has good vision."

Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched.

Good guy, this woman is talking with a condom, waiting for us to jump in?

If he and Ye Xi'an were innocent, this question would be easy to answer, but the problem is that he has a guilty conscience.

"Your Holiness, Xi'an and Brother Luo are not what you think, and there is no special relationship."

Ye Xi'an clarified in time, her expression was gentle as usual, but she felt uncomfortable in her heart, and an indescribable bitterness grew under her tongue.

After that, she said goodbye politely, not wanting to disturb the two people reminiscing about the past, and left in a hurry.

Luo Fanchen's eyes followed the gentle figure out of the door, and the other party must have something to say to him tonight.

"The girl just now seemed to have a good impression of you."

The voice was close at hand,

Luo Fanchen was startled, and turned his head to see the Pope standing in front of him without knowing when.

That indescribable peerless face, the holy and inviolable majestic temperament,

made him, who was used to seeing beauties, extremely amazed, as if he was falling into the clouds.

"Xi'an naturally has a good impression of me, I can feel it."

Luo Fanchen's frankness and generous admission,

made the black-bellied female Pope, who wanted to see the man hesitantly explain, hold back.

What was outrageous was that the man continued, "Just like I can also feel your affection for me."

While speaking, Luo Fanchen sat down openlyThe seat where the Pope had just sat.

There was residual warmth on the seat, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

He moved casually, without any pressure, and brewed himself another cup of hot tea.

Tasting it carefully, the tip of the tongue had a faint sweet aftertaste, moistening the throat.

Di Weiyang's phoenix eyes were erected,

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been terrified, but this man drank tea leisurely and leisurely.

"You kid, you are really brave."

"Nonsense,"

"You dare to tease the Pope, what else can you not dare to do."

Luo Fanchen shook his head, picked up the teacup that the Pope had just tasted, and refilled it.

He stood up and walked to the front of the Pope.

He looked directly at the beautiful face without hesitation, and said clearly:

"If you don't like me, how can you be my confidant? Why did you come to visit me tonight?"

"I am just a country boy, how can I have the courage to tease you?"

"As for courage, it is your good impression that gave me it."

The Pope stared at Luo Fanchen for a long time with cold eyes, and looked at the teacup handed by the other party sincerely, and shook her head slowly: "You are still so special."

Seeing the Pope take the teacup, Luo Fanchen heard the other party say before he could be complacent: "Specially bold, thick-skinned, not afraid of death..."

Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched.

The Pope's rose-petal-like red lips gently touched the teacup, with elegant manners.

"Oh, right."

"Just now you defended that girl, and teased this pope, and when I go back, I will let Yingyue read it."

If Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched again, he would be like a crooked-mouthed dragon king.

Oh no,

I met my match.

Di Weiyang finally saw Luo Fanchen's embarrassment, and a smile flashed in her eyes.

This kid is so mature at a young age, and he is always so mature. Seeing him get humiliated.

It's very pleasant.

She changed the subject and said seriously: "I know about Qianlong City."

"You are worthy of being the pope's confidant."

"You did a good job..."


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