Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

Emperor Canglong had ordered the feudal kings not to fight each other, but if he attacked Ye Tianwu on the other side's territory because of a junior issue, the other side would have a legitimate reason to kill him.

Seeing King Thunder gradually calm down his anger, the corners of Luo Fanchen's mouth raised.

His provocation just now actually had a purpose.

One is naturally the old guy glaring at him. He has a bad temper and of course he doesn't want to indulge in his bad temper.

The second is that he heard from Ye Xiying that Ye Tianwu and Thunder King have always been at odds. If he deals Thunder King here, Ye Tianwu must be secretly happy, and it will leave a good impression on the other party's heart.

After all, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

If scolding King Thunder can increase Ye Tianwu's favorability, why not do it.

Luo Fanchen knew it very clearly.

Even if this Thunder King is not provoked now, he will be offended sooner or later.

Jun Wuhui is the Thunder King Ma Zai, and he hates him deeply. How can we live together peacefully in the future?

King Lei desperately wants to win the fighting championship for some purpose. Luo Fanchen is destined to become a stumbling block for King Lei on his way to success. Will he not hold a grudge against him then?

Since they will become enemies sooner or later, why should they be so cowardly? Just confront them and that's it.

Simple bad breath, ultimate enjoyment.

Through the slight expression on Ye Tianwu's face, Luo Fanchen knew that he had succeeded, and the other party was obviously not as repulsive to him as before.

How can the conflict between father-in-law and son-in-law be transferred skillfully?

Just find a common enemy.

Of course, if Ye Tianwu doesn't protect him, Luo Fanchen has a backup plan and can summon the twelve-winged angel sculpture at any time.

It can help him block all attacks in an instant.

The female pope will also fly in to teach King Thunder how to behave.

To be honest, after not seeing each other for a few days, he really missed the female pope and junior sister Bai Lian.

The father-in-law and son-in-law have a combined total of eight hundred tricks.

But everyone around him didn't notice this and only thought that Luo Fanchen was reckless and brave.

Relying on the protection of the princess, he was proud of his favor.

After weighing the pros and cons, King Lei gradually restrained his arrogance and reached their level of strength.

The two sides will not fight easily at all, and a fight would be a life-and-death fight.

A smile appeared on his face: "Ye Tianwu, this guy just said he wanted to compete for you?"

"You won't be participating in our fighting match the day after tomorrow, right?"

Ye Tianwu frowned: "If you fart, hurry up."

"Tsk, you Qianlong City really has no one. Send a kid at level 30 to compete."

The Thunder King loses others but never loses with his words, and becomes sarcastic in a weird manner:

"Surrender by default?"

Ye Tianwu looked at Jun Wuhui who was kneeling there, and then glanced sideways at Luo Fanchen behind him.

Sighing inwardly.

Should I say it or not, this Jun Wuhui is indeed ridiculously strong.

The boy my daughter likes seems to have a good temperament and talent, but at least his current strength cannot match him.

However, he has good judgment about his daughter, but he will never allow others to slander her outside.

Suddenly he snorted coldly and said:

"Heh, you don't want to compare the team's main output with our support, do you?"

"It's ridiculous."

Thunder King narrowed his eyes: "Assistant? Level 30 is too weak to be an assistant."

"Who are you looking down on!"

Ye Xiying couldn't hold herself any longer and pointed at Thunder King's nose, doing exactly the same thing as Luo Fanchen just now.

"My brother Fanchen has very strong assisting abilities. Old dog, just wait."

Jun Wuhui's eyes lit up when he heard the conversation.

"Assistant?"

"I thought you were pretty awesome, but you turned out to be a support player?"

"Then why are you pretending to be an egg?"

"A level 30 assistant, haha, not worth mentioning."

Jun Wuhui sneered in his heart, but when he thought that it was this Caibi assistant who poached his fiancée and sister-in-law.

Just a burst of angina.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Luo Fanchen with hatred, full of resentment.

Damn boy.

You put a hat on me, and I build a coffin for you.

Zhengchou has no chance to retaliate against you. Since you dare to participate in the competition, just wait for death.

Luo Fanchen seemed to notice something and turned his head to meet Shang Jun Wuhui's murderous gaze.

"Yoah."

"Brother Yinhu, you have been kneeling for a long time. Are your knees numb?"

Jun Wu regretted that his teeth were almost broken, and Ye Tianwu was upset when he saw his daughter standing close to Luo Fanchen.

You have no regrets about being angry and said impatiently:

"Kowtow to this bastard quickly and get out of here."

"it is good."

"I knock."

Jun Wuhui happily agreed and kowtowed to Luo Fanchen, thinking that what I kowtow to is not your head, but your life.

I’ll send you back to the west the day after tomorrow.

"Boom!"

Jun Wuhui's head hit the ground, his heart boiling with murderous intent.

"Bang."

Something flew in front of his head. He looked up and saw that it was Luo Fanchen who had thrown it at him. The big iron bowl was spinning on the ground and finally stopped.

Jun Wuhui's expression froze.

Luo Fanchen smiled and said: "Brother, just kowtow is not enough to ask for food. You have to prepare a bowl. This is called professionalism."

"Push."

Ye Xiying and the other three women couldn't help laughing, and they were even laughed at Luo Fanchen's sexy tricks.

Take the bamboo shoots.

You have all the bamboo shoots on the mountain.

Ye Tianwu muttered to himself: "This guy is a little too bad, but he is really interesting to watch."

Jun Wuhui patted his knees and stood up, not daring to get angry openly. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said sarcastically:

"The fox pretends to be the tiger's power, so you can understand it. It's a dog's power."

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "Why are you still angry?"

"I'll take you and you take the bowl. I'll be responsible for shouting and you'll be responsible for shouting. How about we make a fortune together?"

I'm so good to you****!

Cao**! !

Jun Wuhui sent a telegram in his heart, but he didn't dare to curse.

Ye Xiying's gaze over there was almost killing people.

Luo Fanchen walked up to him and took the big iron bowl away again, with a pained expression on his face: "I almost forgot, this is my dog's food, so it would be a waste for you to use it."

Damn, that’s awesome!

Old people like Tie Lao can't help but sigh in their hearts.

Brother Luo is so cruel. He doesn't use curse words when he curses people, but he uses every word to hurt people's heart.

Jun Wuhui turned around and wanted to leave, but Luo Fanchen put away his smile and said coldly:

"stop."

Jun Wuhui looked like he was crazy, and said sternly: "What do you want from me? I have to kneel down and kowtow. Do you really want to force someone to die?"

Luo Fanchen had already seen through the other party's little thoughts.

It seems hysterical, but in fact it is all acting. They are both foxes with thousands of years of history. Who are they talking about?

Isn't it just to win the sympathy of King Tianwu and make the women soft-hearted?

"You can go. Bring the ring. It's a token of love that my little Xuanxuan wants to give me."

"By the way, let me remind you, if there are fewer resources there, this will be your eternal grave."

I have to say that Luo Fanchen is really good at irritating people.

Jun Wuhui was almost mad to death. If he hadn't known that he could take revenge the day after tomorrow, he would have vomited blood and gone crazy.

When Jun Wuhui threw the ring, his heart was bleeding.

It was like throwing his wife on Luo Fanchen's bed, even more uncomfortable than this, and he had to help push her.

After Luo Fanchen checked that there was nothing wrong, he smiled and waved goodbye.

"Brother, I'll see you in the competition the day after tomorrow. I'll be waiting for you in the ring. If you're a brother, come and chop me."

Boil!

Jun Wuhui cursed in his heart, "I'll wait for you to die."

King Lei came over, raised his hand and pulled it in the air.

"Tear!"

Space: I both cracked open again.

Thunder King's face was gloomy, and his small eyes were like poisonous snakes.

"Boy, I remember you."

"Let me remind you, it is normal to accidentally kill someone in the ring. You'd better not get in there, otherwise..."

"Ha ha."

After saying that, he grabbed Jun Wuhui's wrist and stepped into the void to disappear.

Luo Fanchen spread his hands without any fear.

But before he could finish pretending, he felt a chill on his back, and a murderous aura almost materialized, locking him firmly.

Luo Fanchen stiffly turned his head and shuddered as he met the murderous gaze.

"Boy, what are you doing? I didn't hear you clearly just now. Whose promise ring are you holding in your hand?"

I blanch.

Why did you forget this matter when you were just pretending to be cool?

"Uncle, listen to me... everything is a misunderstanding."

"No misunderstanding." Ye Xiying pursed her lips and pointed at Ye Xi: "Father, this is the woman who seduced my husband!"

Ye Xi was dumbfounded. The princess had protected her just now, but now she was slandering her. It was amazing.

"To shut up."

Luo Fanchen was very angry, glared and scolded: "Isn't it chaotic enough? It's been a long time and you are still talking nonsense. You are itchy again, aren't you?"

Ye Xiying pursed her lips, looking pitiful: "Why are you so mean to others? I can't have any bad thoughts, so I just wanted to make a little joke."

"Bold!"

Ye Tianwu was furious and roared: "How dare you yell at my precious daughter? I'm not even willing to shout a word."

Ye Xiying, who had been trained into a pitiable child by Luo Fanchen just now, pinched Liu's waist, stamped her feet and said angrily:

"Dad, please keep your voice down, what if you scare Brother Chen?"

Ye Tianwu's face was stagnant and his emotions were incoherent.

"My dear daughter, my father is venting his anger on you."

Ye Xiying said strangely: "But I'm not angry. Isn't Brother Chen handsome when he yells at me? How manly."

"Crack, click!"

That was the heartbreaking sound of his old father. Ye Tianwu's heart was as sharp as a knife, and he clutched his chest, feeling so painful that he couldn't breathe.

My little cotton-padded jacket is leaking...

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