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

"Tsk."

"Our wife Jiu'er is still considerate."

High in the sky, Luo Fanchen's dragon wings were flying across the sky, breaking through the clouds. He was withdrawing his inner vision from the white fox pendant. The corners of his lips were filled with the sour smell of love and happiness.

In the early morning, Jiu'er took the pendant away from him.

It turned out to be to help him pack Qingqiu's specialties and other treasures that Qingqiu had accumulated for many years.

And labels with explanations were attached one by one.

He was going to give it to friends he made outside and elders who were kind to him.

"A good wife and mother."

Luo Fanchen felt warm in his heart and vowed to speed up his cultivation and protect Jiu'er. No one would want his Demon Emperor wife to be wronged.

Soon he took out the new parchment roll,

It even smelled of ancient dust, which was a bit off-putting.

The dense road map of Hunwu Continent was outlined.

A blood mark circles a location.

The old slave of the system is becoming more and more irresponsible and did not give any hint this time.

Luo Fanchen carefully identified the direction.

The treasure circled location is in the northwest direction.

Depend on!

Isn't this the place where the White Tiger Empire and the Xuanwu Empire meet? ?

That side is probably already the headquarters of the Blood Demon Sect.

Luo Fanchen gritted his teeth,

Is it intentional that you let me bravely enter the dragon's pond and the tiger's den every time, right?

"Shhhhh!!"

He put away the parchment and broke through the clouds. There was nothing to be afraid of along the way. The road from Qingqiu to the Nursing Home was a deserted area.

"tread--"

Luo Fanchen, who had greatly increased his strength, traveled for two days and finally saw the dilapidated small mountain village hidden in the mountain col and landed on the ground.

"Something seems wrong!"

Luo Fanchen looked at the sky hesitantly,

After his cultivation reached the Soul Emperor level, he felt vaguely that the Soul Martial Continent seemed different from before, and the sky seemed to be faintly red. He wondered if it was an illusion.

Shake his head,

He walked to the entrance of the small village with walls built of yellow mud mixed with straw, and suddenly smiled.

"Hey."

"It's still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste."

Engraved on the green stone tablet at the entrance of the village is: Jixiang Village.

On both sides of the crooked fence gate are eye-catching dog crawling fonts, which seem to be written by human feet.

"Sound limbs, please go elsewhere."

"Don't be deaf or blind, don't enter this door."

At the top of the door, a row of fonts is the finishing touch.

"Nursing home for the disabled, come here if you miss."

Luo Fanchen smiled and shook his head. Why hadn't he seen him for half a year? He felt nostalgic as if he hadn't been back for decades.

and many more!

He keenly noticed that the wall was covered with white catkins.

Just like mourning.

"Who died?"

"It can't be me."

The moment Luo Fanchen, who was able-bodied, stepped into the village,

A colorless barrier seems to have detected something strange,

There was a sudden shock, then it calmed down and he was allowed to walk in.

The disabled old man once opened permissions for Luo Fanchen.

In the grass in the center of the village, a lame, deaf, and old man with a broken arm was sitting cross-legged on the edge of a chain-wrapped ink well. His clothes were in tatters, his hair was disheveled, and his breath was as silent as a dead person.

The moment he noticed the turbulence in the barrier, he suddenly opened his eyes and ejaculated.

The cripple exclaimed: "Who in this world can break into the barrier so easily?"

The old beggar lying on the thatched roof basking in the sun also looked toward the entrance of the village.

The old blind man who was cooking in the hut also rushed out.

He held a kitchen knife in his hand, with meat foam on the blade: "Who is it??"

"I only gave Luo boy permission, but he is already dead."

Mentioning Luo Fanchen,

It’s not just the disabled and old people who are heartbroken,

The old man with a broken arm moves,

The wrinkles on the old beggar's face seemed to have become deeper. His life had never been easy.

The faces of the lame and deaf people also showed unbearable expressions.

The disabled old people have no time to feel sad,

The eyes are shining,

As if facing a formidable enemy, they all looked towards the entrance of the village. In their hearts, someone who could enter the barrier so easily must be extremely terrifying.

however,

There is no "scourge" as imagined.

A sunny and handsome young figure soon appeared in front of the disabled and elderly people.

"???"

The blind man's body was shaken,

The other crippled old men all looked straight, and the person who came out was completely beyond their expectations.

Luo Fanchen quickened his pace and came to the front of the disabled elders. Taking advantage of the golden sun shining in the sky, he bowed his hands and said, "Seniors, I haven't seen you for half a year. How good have you been these days?"

The masculine voice fell on the ears of the disabled old people like thunder. They couldn't believe that Luo Fanchen, who had been judged dead by all forces for a long time, and hundreds of thousands of people witnessed his true death, actually appeared again after half a year? ? ? ?

"Shhhhhh!!"

The old man with a broken arm and the old blind man rushed towards Luo Fanchen immediately.

But a figure was one step faster than them all. It was a lame old man who was half a body shorter than Luo Fanchen, staring at Luo Fanchen.

But the old beggar could only crawl slowly, and because he was too excited, he rolled down from the roof.

"Live!"

"No disguise."

"it is true!!"

"You're such a brat!! You're not dead!!!!"

The wrinkles on the faces of the disabled old people bloomed again like withered flowers, showing happy and surprised smiles, looking at the returning Luo Fanchen in disbelief.

"Good boy, I knew you wouldn't die that easily."

The man who inherited the mantle was still alive, and the old man with broken arms was so happy that he almost gave up all hope.

Da Can said: "You kid shocked the lame man. If he hadn't been responsible and needed to defend the village, he would have regretted it so much that he would have refused to teach you your special skills."

Without waiting for the lame man to speak,

The old man with a broken arm said cheerfully: "Don't listen to his nonsense. This old blind man secretly wipes his tears at night!! Hahaha."

Noticing that Luo Fanchen was looking at him, Cripple restrained his excitement and coldly snorted:

"This is your heir, it has nothing to do with me."

The lame man hugged his shoulders and flashed back to the edge of the Mojing arrogantly. Luo Fanchen didn't even see the movement clearly, it was too fast: "The spiritual pupils he possesses, the Dragon Martial Spirit, including the relationship between Qinglian and Feiguan half a coin None, no matter how powerful I am, I don’t care about it!!!”

Luo Fanchen left him to show off, and was not in a hurry to answer the old blind man's curiosity. He immediately asked anxiously: "Where is Tongtong, is she okay??"

"If you don't come back, something will happen to Nizi soon!!!"

Luo Fanchen's heart trembled: "Her eye power exploded?"

"No, thanks to your help last time and my ban, her eyes can still hold on for a while."

Luo Fanchen breathed a sigh of relief,

If something really happens to Tongtong,

He can't stand on the grave and yell, resurrect my Tongtong!

"Okay, go see her quickly!!"

The blind man smiled bitterly and led Luo Fanchen to the back of the village...

Luo Fanchen looked away, and when he saw the thin figure in the back mountain, his pupils fluctuated, and he couldn't help but trembled in his upright body...