Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

Ye Xiying and Ye Youling glared at each other, neither of them convinced the other.

Ye Xiyan sat cross-legged on the sofa beside her. The loose and elegant pajamas covered her buttocks and shorts, revealing only a pair of snow-white jade legs.

"Be honest, what did you and Brother Luo do in Heilian?"

"Tch, I am happy today, so I don't bother to talk to you."

Ye Youling pursed her lips and let out a charming smile.

Verbal battles are no longer important, after all, she is the champion today.

She successfully negotiated with Luo Fanchen and reached a billion-dollar deal, and asked the other party to donate generously and inject billions into shares. If it wasn't for the fact that the money was not revealed, she really wanted to show it to the princess.

"what!"

"Obviously I came first."

Ye Xiying became angry when she thought about it, she should have known better not to hide.

In the end, in order to prevent the other party from stealing food, none of the three women left the room.

In the early morning of the next day, vendors on the streets of Qianlong City were busy setting up small stalls.

A thriving.

Luo Fanchen was walking on the street. He got up early and thoughtfully bought a breakfast for the three girls, then slipped out and went out of the city to Jixiang Village.

Countless small vendors greeted Luo Fanchen timidly and reverently when they saw him.

A little girl in sackcloth, less than knee high, blocked Luo Fanchen's way.

"Little sister, what's the matter?"

Luo Fanchen squatted down, reached out and pinched the little girl's flushed face.

The little girl was a little shy, handed over a cup timidly, and said in a milky voice:

"Brother, here it is."

"Soymilk, Dad made it~"

Luo Fanchen turned his head and saw a simple middle-aged man cleaning the table not far away, and smiled shyly at him.

Looking at the girl with hopeful eyes.

"it is good."

Luo Fanchen took the soy milk, squeezed another Canglong coin and handed it over.

The girl shook her head.

"Children can't have it."

"Father said that my brother is our hero in Qianlong City, let my children learn from my brother."

"Hahaha."

Luo Fanchen was so cute by the little girl, "It's not brother, but your father?"

"I raised you so cute."

He put away the Canglong coins, and patted the boy's head with braided horns with his big hand.

Quietly, a stream of dragon energy belonging to the Ancestral Dragon Swallowing Heaven Art was bestowed.

Seeing that Luo Fanchen was willing to accept it, the little boy and the middle-aged man showed more simple smiles on their faces.

Luo Fanchen got up, held up the soy milk, and took a sip.

"Thank you boss."

"Business is booming."

Then he turned and left.

The simple and honest man didn't know what he got from this kind move.

Until the day when the daughter wakes up many years later.

When others enviously praised his ancestral grave for emitting green smoke, he finally realized that he burst into tears of gratitude.

Above the sky, Ye Tianwu noticed this scene.

With a look of emotion on his face, he sighed:

"This son is talented and arrogant, but he treats the people kindly."

"Great goodness."

Ye Tianwu cursed again in a low voice: "tui, except Huaxin."

To the east of Qianlong City, three hundred miles away.

This place is remote, it can be regarded as a wilderness, and there are few people.

Corn was planted on the hillside, but it was rickety and the color was not good.

Cross the rough dirt road.

A small dilapidated village appeared in front of Luo Fanchen.

The loess low wall poured together with yellow mud and straw surrounds the surrounding area.

On the left side of the village entrance stands a blue stone monument: Jixiang Village.

On both sides of the arched fence gate, there are two columns of dog climbing characters carved on the low loess wall.

It's like a couplet.

Vertical batch:

"Sound limbs, please go elsewhere."

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

On the broken wooden boards of the fence gate hung a banner:

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

Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched.

"Ah this..."

"Well, this is very auspicious!!"

He felt that as a normal man with five limbs, it was difficult for him to integrate into this weird place.

Habitually doing everything in one hand, he backed away one after another.

With a touch of his finger between his eyebrows, the silver-lined sky eyes appeared.

Gain insight into the entire dilapidated and rustic auspicious village.

For just a moment, he seemed to see some kind of great terror, and the blood shot up into the sky.

It's like purgatory on earth.

The silver lines between the eyebrows vibrated violently, and blood flowed out.

Instant off.

"I boil!!!"

Luo Fanchen looked horrified, and immediately wanted to run away.

So scary.

As a result, his legs became numb and he was locked there.

"Shhhhhh!!"

Two figures flew in the sky, their aura was extremely powerful.

Rapidly plunged to the ground.

Luo Fanchen saw the two figures turbulent, and thought they were fighting.

Unexpectedly, he retracted his legs in the air and knelt heavily at the entrance of the village.

The ground trembled, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

???

Luo Fanchen was dumbfounded.

Where did these two guys with strong aura come from, and what kind of show operation?

He was on the side in the distance, casting his gaze over.

It was a man and a woman. In an instant, I was amazed by the woman's fiery red hair and profile...

In the southern part of the Divine Phoenix Empire, the peak of the Qijun Mountain pierces into the sky.

A majestic sect stands tall and majestic, and it is the number one spear force in the world:

Divine Xiaozong.

On the Martial Arts Square inside the sect, King Yan flew back with Yang Jinghong.

Yang Jinghong, who had blond hair and big gold teeth, shouted excitedly:

"Fathers and folks."

"I, Yang Jinghong, are back!!!"

Flowing lights in the sect rushed over quickly, attracted by King Yan's flying movements.

"Nizi, what are you barking at?"

The space was torn apart, and the mighty man walked out, his tiger eyes turned purple, and he was not angry, but he was the master of the gods, Yang Tingjun.

Yang Jinghong blinked: "I am calling my kind."

Yang Tingjun nodded, and silently drew out the Zidian Shenxiao Spear.

Frightened, he quickly hid behind Yan Wang.

At this time, the five elders of the Yang family also rushed over.

The red-faced and violent-tempered Fourth Master Yang immediately scolded:

"Little Yanzi, it's only been five days, and you fucking dare to come here again."

Yan Wang shrank his neck subconsciously, and then remembered that Brother Luo was backing him, and he immediately became more confident: "Didn't I bring Jinghong back to report the investigation situation to you!!"

"Shhhhh."

The young Tianjiao who like to join in the fun of Shenxiaozong quickly rushed over.

There are men and women, with extraordinary bearing.

The crowd slowly moved out of the way, and a young woman walked out with a fluffy gait.

Wearing a moon-white cloak, Jumei's cheeks are sickly and pale.

The delicate facial features exuded an indescribable softness, but after she appeared, the younger generation did not dare to speak, and the voice of the older generation lowered a bit.

For fear of disturbing the sickly beauty.

"Sister, my father is going to stab me with a gun as soon as I come back, so you have to decide for my brother."

"By the way, my brother has found a good family for you!! You are awesome."

Yang Jinghong quickly hid behind the sickly beauty, as if it was safer here than hiding behind the Wild Goose King.

Yang Xiruo looked at Sect Master Yang, he stared and explained:

"This little kid calls his father a dog."

"And why is your hair dyed gold?"

Yang Jinghong poked his head out and hummed:

"Young Master has been dissolute and loves freedom all his life, do you want an old man to take care of him?"

"Tell you, the young master worshiped the new big brother, don't mess with me!!"

Fourth Master Yang pointed at King Yan's nose and cursed: "Good job, you little wild goose."

"Our Yang family's well-behaved child was entrusted to you, and you took it to pieces in three days?"

"Golden hair, gold teeth?"

Yan Wang looked bewildered, pointing to his own face:

"I brought it?"

You don't know the virtues of this thing in your family?

He came to ask for something, so he didn't dare to beep more.

"Fourth Master, times have changed."

"I call it fashion. My elder brother dyed it for me. Is it cool?"

While speaking, Yang Jinghong slammed his head into the nearby iron pile, startling everyone.

"Wait, that's not a normal iron pile." Mr. Yang, who loves dancing and writing, reminded him aloud.

"clang!"

Yang Jinghong flew out with a whoosh.

"Hey, I'm boiling!!"

"Don't tell me sooner..."