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

"A matchmaker?"

As soon as the old blind man said this,

Not to mention that Luo Fanchen was stunned, all the old disabled were also stunned.

The corner of Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched: "You...you don't mean to..."

The blind girl's little heart beat faster and her breathing became disordered.

This……

She is still young.

Why did grandpa suddenly bring up such a thing?

The disabled old man with a broken arm got up, his soul power cut off his hearing, and he cursed: "Old blind man, you don't even drink when you're riding a horse, you're confused after drinking two bowls of rice porridge, talking nonsense?"

"Beast! Pure animal!"

The cripple looked contemptuous, and trembled angrily: "In order to please the successor, you don't want your granddaughter?"

The sloppy old beggar who was lying on the ground in the distance, licking his porridge bowl with his head down looked up:

"There are billions of points of wickedness."

The old blind man was scolded all over his face, and he was gasping for air.

"Stinky beggar, you are the only one who has no right to scold me."

"Where are you thinking, the old man is going to match this kid with the stinky beggar."

"what??"

The disabled old man with a broken arm and the others froze and stayed where they were.

Luo Fanchen was caught off guard, and then his mind turned, trying to understand what was going on.

Soon Tongtong learned that Grandpa Da Can was not talking about her, and not only did her shame not recede, but she became even more angry, and wanted to go up and pinch her.

The old blind man turned his head and said seriously: "Stinky beggar, don't waste your face and suffer. If boy Luo leaves and passes through this village, this shop will be gone."

"It doesn't matter if you take revenge or not,"

"You also don't want to spend countless efforts to comprehend the unique knowledge that you have learned all your life, so let you die forever."

"Tick, tick!"

The steamed buns chewed by the old beggar were no longer fragrant, and the porridge dripped down his beard naturally.

Before the beggar could respond, the blind man said to Luo Fanchen:

"You boy, just give the old man a thin face, don't be as knowledgeable as this old guy."

"It's hard to learn."

"Gaba!"

The beggar suddenly raised his head, stared and said:

"Blind man, can you speak? What do you mean by trying to learn?"

"If the old man let out his mouth, believe it or not, there will be princes willing to kneel down and beg me to teach you!"

The old blind man smiled and said, "Who called someone, you bastard."

"I beg you on my knees, you don't like it."

"This doesn't pay attention to you, you want to teach."

The beggar was anxious: "You fart!"

The old blind man applauded and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm farting, as long as you swear not to accept Luo Fanchen, I will respect you as a man."

"I hand out……"

The beggar opened his mouth and was about to swear, he glanced at Luo Fanchen, and then yelled at the old blind man: "I'll send you a spicy bastard, but I won't!!"

The cripple sighed from the side and shook his head: "Why should the disabled embarrass the disabled?"

The old blind man made a face at Luo Fanchen.

Luo Fanchen understood, got up, came to the beggar and bowed.

He knows how to accept as soon as it is good, and some things are almost enough.

The blind man nodded in satisfaction, thinking to himself that boy Luo really knows everything.

Luo Fanchen said: "The boy is going to participate in the world competition, and there are many strong enemies."

"I implore seniors to teach me two hands in order to save my life. The boy is very grateful."

The corner of the old beggar's mouth twitched, do you dare to be a little more fake?

The blind man was speechless: "This kid knows how to save his life (pretentious)."

The old man with a broken arm smiled and said, "Is there a possibility that we are afraid that our skills will be too lethal and ask a beggar to learn a weak normal attack to save the lives of other players?"

His enterprise-level understanding directly made the old beggar almost stand up in anger.

"Boy, this old man will teach you the Canglong Nine Styles today!"

"You tell the old man after you've learned, whoever is stronger than me or that armless dog thief will be done."

Luo Fanchen cupped his fists: "It's all up to you."

He didn't hide the joy on his face,

After all, when I first came to the nursing home, it was because of the guidance of the female pope that I wanted to learn the battle skills of the Canglong. Now my wish has finally come true, and my wish has come true.

The old beggar lying on the ground frowned, hesitantly said: "You have to leave tomorrow, the time is too short."

"Forget it, as much as you can remember."

"it is good."

Luo Fanchen nodded, the air suddenly fell into silence, and the old beggar stood there awkwardly.

After the old and the young looked at each other eagerly for a long time, the beggar couldn't help coughing dryly and said:

"That...old blind man."

"Lend me some mental power, the mental projection can't be released."

The old blind man pursed his lips: "A useless person!"

The mind's eye emerged, and a beam of mental power sank into the old beggar's eyebrows.

The beggar snorted: "You are blind, isn't the old man just a cripple?"

After the noise,

With a solemn expression, his eyebrows trembled, and he released a phantom of an ancient blue dragon, as if hovering above the clouds, cruising in the sky, with a domineering intent.

Luo Fanchen's pupils focused, and he instantly noticed the difference.

The ancient Canglong martial soul projected by the beggar is completely different from the martial soul of the emperor's grandson Ye Wudao. It seems to have evolved a step further, and the dragon power is more intense.

"Concentrate!"

The old beggar yelled: "This is the secret of our Canglong Empire. It is strictly forbidden for outsiders to learn it. This skill has been refined and recreated by this old man, surpassing the achievements of previous ancestors. If you learn it, you will become the public enemy of the Canglong Empire."

"It doesn't matter."

Luo Fanchen shook his head, he took out the entire harem of Emperor Canglong, how could it be worse?

The sun sets in the west, and the time turns round,

For a whole day and night, the old beggar didn't eat or drink, and tried his best to teach Luo Fanchen the secret skills of the Canglong Empire's state control, dismantling and demonstrating all kinds of mysteries as best he could.

Luo Fanchen also exercised his mental power to the extreme, opening the sky pupil and the two big water and fire pupils together, and even used the fifth form of the "perverted" practice of the God of Peeping God.

"boom--"

As the sun rises in a new day, the old beggar's broken body with severed limbs, his mental strength exhausted, slams down to the ground, his hair turns whiter, as if the lamp has run out of oil.

His dim eyes kept staring at Luo Fanchen in front of him.

"Boy, how much have you comprehended the first five Canglong combat skills that the old man practiced?"

Luo Fanchen's sky pupils closed, and the crimson and ice blue water and fire pupils fell silent, and said seriously: "I haven't practiced it yet, so I can't talk too much, ninety-nine percent."

The old beggar was exhausted and nodded in confusion: "The combat skills are complicated, and it's great to be able to comprehend ninety-nine percent of them in one day."

"and many more!"

He shook his head: "Ninety-nine percent?"

"Don't brag, kid, call the old man!"

Luo Fanchen shook his head, and first called out Qinglian to help the old beggar regain some vitality.

The beggar's body shook, and he said in amazement: "Your boy, the healing effect of Qinglian..."

Luo Fanchen was dissatisfied and sighed: "It's a pity that the healing effect is a bit weak, and I can't help you seniors recover their severed limbs."

The beggar stared: "You kid is too ambitious."

"You want to be reborn with a severed limb at level [-]?"

"I have learned the world's number one gun technique, learned the last secret skill of Tiantong, and now I have learned my town's Canglong combat skill, and still thinking about being the world's number one in support??"

Luo Fanchen smiled shyly, and immediately called out the green anaconda martial soul that was about to transform into a dragon. The dragon chant shook, and a fierce and terrifying dragon power burst out from his whole body.

Fist light shakes, dragon claws sing, whip legs like a dragon wagging its tail,

Although the movements are a little rusty, they are extremely subtle and mysterious, and the five moves are all exactly the same.

The old beggar's mouth opened wider and wider, and he was shocked, and his mentality collapsed.

"I?"

"Fuck?"

The cripple and the others were startled and opened their eyes from the side of the well. Even if it wasn't the first time they saw Luo Fanchen's rapid practice speed, they still couldn't help being shocked.

"This kid... How many people will he scare to death when he participates in the World Championships?"

"Other Tianjiao evildoers have 'surprises' and 'blessings'."

Luo Fanchen played heartily, and he felt a sense of joy when he finally vented his brute strength correctly. Before, he only knew some basic punches and kicks.

And he was keenly aware that,

The version he learned was far more advanced than that performed by the emperor's grandson Ye Wudao.

It would be interesting to face off against the emperor's grandson again in the competition.

……

Luo Fanchen was about to leave Jixiang Village, but Tongtong never came out to see him off.

After hesitating, the old beggar recalled that the first time the other party learned the stunt was not to make himself happy, but to heal him, and he gritted his teeth.

"Boy, come here."

"Pierce the old man's chest, I have a surprise for you..."

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I have a fever, my brain is a little confused, it is 10 minutes late, brothers, please bear with me!

Rest early, good night everyone.