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

"how is this possible!!"

"What price did this son pay for the luck against the weather, and he can actually fight against the lone star of Tiansha!"

"This is impossible!!"

Don't say that the hundreds of thousands of people below are shocked and incomprehensible.

Even the suzerains and emperors on the sky looked sideways in surprise.

"Wuming has already been determined to be the one favored by the gods, so he is blessed by nature."

"How can the fate of the lone star of Tiansha be so easily resisted?"

The master of the dark temple said to himself in surprise: "Berry's bad luck was contained by this kid's luck, did it not hurt anyone else?"

The White Tiger Emperor questioned with slanted eyes: "Could it be that this son is also a favored by the gods? Old Dog Canglong, you are hiding deep enough."

Emperor Canglong was also full of surprises in his heart, half-closed his eyes, and said lazily and dejectedly: "Is it possible, he is simply lucky."

Lin Dingtian's mouth twitched.

Good luck is not so good.

He suddenly remembered the legend recorded in the ancient books.

The strongest celestial arrogance in ancient and modern times is nothing more than a god-favored person who awakens mysterious powers with all kinds of strange things.

But other than that, there is also a kind of person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the favored ones.

That is the Son of Destiny who is born every time the Soul Martial Continent is in peril.

Lin Dingtian's heart was shocked, and when he looked at Luo Fanchen again, the strange disgust of the little yellow hair coming to harm his own girl disappeared, and he was a little pleasing to the eye.

Well,

Dad, this is too realistic! !

On the stage, Fenmao Yujie herself was also very surprised.

Why does she want to live in the black robe, under the mask, because she thinks she is not worthy of living in the sun.

No matter where she goes, even if the subjective consciousness does not want to hurt people, it will bring bad luck and death to countless people.

grandma died

dad died...

Mom died too...

If it wasn't for what Master said, your life would have been bought with the whole clan.

They are dead, so you have to live well.

As a divinely favored person, you have your own mission to do.

Without the support of these reasons, Sister Fen Mao Yu herself did not want to live alone in this world for a long time.

The thing she fears the most is seeing someone being beaten to death by her.

He died tragically in front of himself.

Nowadays,

It was the first time she took off her mask in public, but no one died.

And all of this was because the somewhat domineering and unreasonable young man on the other side had great luck, and he forcibly offset her bad luck.

Fenmao Yujie looked at the dark night sky with gray eyes, and regret flashed in her desolate eyes.

"Unfortunately, it's Heitian."

How long has it been since I saw the sun...

After self-awakening at the age of six?

Most of the time, I can't take off the mask. Sometimes I don't want to, and there are inner demons, so I can't take off the mask after wearing it for a long time.

Luo Fanchen asked bluntly: "Sister, what is the matter with the figure in the black mist behind you?"

Fenmao Yujie retracted her gaze and agreed: "I was the one who made a slip of the tongue earlier."

"You are stronger than I thought."

She glanced back: "Did you say it?"

"Since I was sensible, I have been following this phantom behind me."

"Only I can see it before awakening."

"I don't know where it came from, let alone where it's going."

"Only know that it is the source of all my misery."

Luo Fanchen secretly thought something strange,

Fenmao Yujie's words showed no emotional fluctuations, as if she had long been numb.

When passers-by look up to the strength of genius, genius is also bearing her misfortune.

Luo Fanchen sighed secretly:

Thank you Tongzi!

Thanks to the Chinese ancestors for their blessings!

Fenmao Yujie's fingernails are pink, Lianhua's white hands are clasped together, her pink hair is fluttering, and there seems to be a hint of hope rising in her poignant gray pupils.

"This prayer, I hope you can catch it!"

"sough--"

Thunder billowed, the ground trembled, black mist roared, and violent voices were loud.

The slender figure in the black mist became more and more clear, and the evil and bad luck were strong.

Everyone was terrified and terrified.

I was afraid that Chi Yu would be harmed, but it seemed too late to escape now.

"Four prayers to the death calamity, the soul flies away!"

Luo Fanchen's movements were almost synchronized with those of Fenmao Yujie, exactly the same.

The expression is majestic and solemn, and the eyes are full of golden luck.

Put your hands together and bow forward.

"Yin and Yang cycle, endless life!!"

Yang Jinghong howled from the audience: "Fuck, husband and wife worship each other?"

The young people in the society looked wonderful: "God stepping on the horse and the couple worshiping each other, absolutely!"

Ye Longhe had a wonderful expression: "What's the name of this skill? When did foster father learn it?"

The princess rolled her eyes, feeling inexplicably jealous: "Don't ask, just ask this stinky man just to pretend."

Ye Longhe and others: "Ah..."

"boom!!!"

The Golden Dragon Scaled Claws of Good Luck burst into golden light, carrying auspicious luck, and collided with the slim figure in the black mist from the void, and they exploded silently, changing the face of the situation.

"A court of justice?"

"This……"

The evenly divided situation shocked everyone, and they didn't wait to recover.

Mutation mutation.

A dragon's chant came out of Luo Fanchen's body again, and the golden dragon of luck instantly suppressed the black mist dharma.

"Ok?"

This time, Ye Longhe's blood was beating wildly, and Emperor Canglong seemed to feel something in his heart, and a bright light burst out from his eyes, staring at Luo Fanchen.

Under the shocked eyes of the audience, the black mist of bad luck was compressed back into the body of Fenmao Yujie, tightly sealed inside, making it difficult to come out to cause trouble.

Fenmao Yujie stared blankly at all this with cold and gray eyes.

The warm golden light touched her skin and penetrated.

The tall and straight young man walking slowly from the golden light was reflected in the gray eyes.

The young man walked in front of her and stood close to her. He didn't shy away from the outside, and he didn't know how to be shy. He was very casual and looked at her carefully.

"Pity."

Wuming asked hoarsely: "What a pity."

Luo Fanchen shook his head regretfully: "Isn't it a pity to have such a beautiful face hidden under the mask, the pearl covered in dust?"

Wuming sneered: "You are so courageous, you can suppress me for a while, but not for the rest of your life."

Luo Fanchen's brain twitched when he heard the sound, and he stretched out his big hand out of nowhere.

He pinched hard on the cheek of Yu Jie, who was shattered by blows and could not see the sun.

Fenmao Yujie's delicate body trembled, her gray eyes fixed on Luo Fanchen.

not anger,

nor shame,

I don't even like it.

It's a very strange and complicated feeling.

Since Ke killed everyone, no one dared to get close to her.

touch her?

Don't want to live anymore?

It's going to explode at a glance, why not hold hands and go to the west with a white crane?

"Fuck?"

"Fuck??"

Hundreds of thousands of spectators all opened their mouths wide open, watching Luo Fanchen's astonishing move, their minds were racing like thunder.

The social youth said in a daze: "I was stunned, what kind of performance is this?"

Yang Jinghong's lips trembled: "Brother-in-law's bravery wins the three armies!"

Bai Yingyue gritted her silver teeth tightly, and the princess's black silk was torn...

Yang Tingjun's heart trembled, he couldn't let this "yellow hair" harm my precious daughter.

Lin Dingtian felt that his whole body was not well.

King Tianwu hardened his fist.

The Lord of the Dark Temple stood up suddenly: "Let go of your hands, kid!!"

Luo Fanchen moved gracefully and calmly, without any guilt, put the mask back on the pink-haired goddess, and said to himself: "You can't kill others, but you can't kill brother."

"If you want, you don't need to hide from me in the future."

"Sunshine and the world not only belong to others, but also belong to you."

After the words were finished, the audience outside the venue was still in a fog.

Nameless in the arena,

No expression could be seen, but the fingers hanging down the skirt seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Referee, I surrender to the Dark Temple."

The referee was stunned.

what's going on.

You haven't released a soul skill yet, so you're going to cast it?

The Lord of the Dark Temple stood straight on the sky, looking not at peace.

This kid is playing dirty? ? ?

When the referee announced Luo Fanchen's victory, the audience was in an uproar.

The undefeated record of the Dark Temple was broken like this?

A record that has never been broken by a young man who does not come from any family?

Luo Fanchen was also a little surprised, how many Tianjiao would willingly surrender?

"It's good to vote."

"I really don't like hitting women, especially soft girls."

"No name, then we will meet again by fate."

Luo Fanchen waved his sleeves without taking away a single cloud, and said goodbye gracefully, without the slightest nostalgia.

Looking at the man's back, Wuming took a few breaths and spoke.

The hoarse and dry voice disappeared, replaced by the murmur of clear springs and the melodious voice of orioles singing, which made people feel refreshed.

"My name is not Nameless."

Luo Fanchen stopped, but didn't look back.

The pink-haired goddess wearing a mask ignored the hundreds of thousands of strange eyes around her, and continued to say to herself:

"My name is--"

"Berry."

"Remember, it's not unlucky luck!!"

"Because my mother told me that no matter how the suffering befalls, one day life will be like a ripe blueberry, and the bitterness will come and the sweetness will come, it is sweet!"

In the end, her voice was still beautiful and cold, but invisibly, it was a little bit more forceful.

I don't know if it's to cheer myself up, or something else...