socalfunplaces Chapter 1091
Chapter 1091
"Why did my brother Luo call Pope Wei Yang so naturally?"
"And the Pope responded naturally?"
The King of Yan's voice trembled, his pupils trembled, and he seemed to realize something extraordinary.
And Lin Dingtian, Long Tai'a and other strong men reacted quickly, their mouths gradually opened, and they felt incredible.
They knew the Pope's cold personality very well.
How could he be so familiar with Luo Fanchen, and even deal with this guy's somewhat presumptuous words calmly.
If it were someone else, he would probably have been crushed to ashes.
The chief priests of the Dark Temple and the Light Temple, and the old monsters were all stunned for a moment, especially the chief priest of the temple, the elder brother of the fourth priest. His mood was not right at this moment. Could it be that the Pope and this kid had known each other for a long time...
The second priest could not hold it anymore and asked: "Di Weiyang, have you known this kid for a long time!"
Di Weiyang raised his eyes and said: "Yes."
"You!"
The priests in the temple were speechless.
Routine!
It's all a routine.
"No wonder you defend Luo Fanchen so much, it turns out that you have known each other for a long time?"
At this time, in the direction of Shenxiao Sect, the golden-haired young master played steadily: "What do you mean, did the Pope say that he didn't know him?"
"Does the Pope have to report to your priest hall who knows anyone?"
The priest hall was furious,
"You are looking for death!"
"What a thing, dare to mock us!"
"Swish!"
Yang Jinghong immediately rushed behind Luo Fanchen and hid.
Luo Fanchen glanced at the worship hall lightly, without saying anything, not caring about what the other party might do.
"You..."
Before the worship hall could scold,
Su Jiuer, Lin Dingtian, Yang Tingjun, Tianwu King, Long Tai'a and other strong men stepped forward one after another, and their intention to protect Luo Fanchen was obvious.
"You are going too far!"
The worshippers were furious, but they really didn't dare to take action. They couldn't see Luo Fanchen's background clearly.
And they sadly found that if they started fighting with Luo Fanchen,
not only would they have no helpers, but even their own pope would probably help the other side to deal with them.
No!
It's not possible, it's certain!
The golden-haired young master said: "Don't talk nonsense if you are not good at it. This young master knows what you want to say about the four worshippers and the Holy Son. Don't they deserve to die?"
Yang Tingjun grinned. When he encountered danger, he didn't run behind his father. What did it mean to run behind Luo Fanchen?
Do you think your father is a bad person?
Or is he your father?
However, he still admired Yang Jinghong in his eyes. It would be disgraceful for Luo Fanchen or the Pope to speak out against him. Instead, Yang Jinghong said everything for them, which would undoubtedly win the favor of many people.
In fact, Yang Jinghong didn't think so much at all. Part of the reason was that no one was allowed to insult his adored brother-in-law, and most of the reason was that it was so cool to blame the sky and the air, and there was someone to protect this matter.
The leader of the Prison Heaven Sect finally breathed a sigh of relief and had an impulse to burst into tears.
After he knew the relationship between the Pope and Luo Fanchen, he had been worried that he would be silenced one day. Now that everyone knew it, he would definitely be fine.
"Brother Luo, how long have you known the Pope? What is the relationship?"
The King of Yan asked tremblingly. He remembered that he had told Luo Fanchen countless times that he wanted to make friends with the Pope.
Luo Fanchen said, "About two years."
"Two years?"
King Yan's heart finally died. Doesn't that mean he knew the Pope before him?
Di Weiyang said, "Fanchen and I hit it off right away and became close friends. I was worried that someone might harm him, so I didn't take the initiative to tell outsiders."
"What?"
"Close friend?"
King Yan's eyes widened, and the others around him were struck by lightning. They never thought that Luo Fanchen and the Pope not only knew each other, but also had this relationship?
"How is it possible?"
What was Luo Fanchen's cultivation level two years ago?
The Pope had already been optimistic about his talent and recognized his character since then?
This vision was too advanced.
Everyone was a little unbelievable, and it took a long time for them to recover.
They knew how evil Luo Fanchen was, because Luo Fanchen had shown it in every game and crisis.
The terrifying beast spirit Yinglong, the domineering weapon spirit Qinglian, and the three spiritual pupils of the body spirit, the superb use of various secret techniques, not to mention the configuration of spirit rings and spirit bones, everyone witnessed these with their own eyes and knew how evil Luo Fanchen was.
And what about the Pope?
Two years ago, Luo Fanchen probably had nothing.
Tianwu Wang knew his own business. When he first saw Luo Fanchen, this guy was only at the second level. He had nothing except being stunningly handsome. He only regarded this guy asHe has become a little yellow-haired guy who is trying to seduce his precious daughter.
He also used millions of Canglong coins to coerce and bribe him to leave his daughter.
As a result, this kid took out more than him. It turned out that the money was pocket money given by the Pope!!!
Di Weiyang looked at the temple and said, "Back then in the village of Canglong Empire, when Luo Fanchen awakened his martial soul, his foundation was still shallow. The Fourth Priest arrived with Huang Yan and directly asserted that Luo Fanchen was a waste and was not worthy of joining our Bright Temple. He even gave Luo Fanchen a bottle of poison before leaving, but called it a treasure."
"And at that time, this Pope and the Saint witnessed all this in secret."
As the Pope turned over the past, everyone finally understood the grievances between Luo Fanchen and the Fourth Priest.
At the same time, they felt sorry for the Fourth Priest.
According to the character shown by Luo Fanchen, if the Fourth Priest had been more generous, he would not only not die now, but he might have ascended to heaven in one step, with endless benefits.
King Yan snorted coldly: "The gap in the pattern determines the final fate. This old dog tried to kill my brother Luo, damn it!"
Su Wanniang sighed: "This pope is really amazing. It turns out that he saw Luo Fanchen's talent so early!"
"Shut up!"
Su Jiuer's icy eyes were filled with coldness: "It was obviously me who came first!!"
"This emperor was the first to see it."
Su Wanniang pursed her sexy and moist red lips and did not dare to speak, fearing that Su Jiuer would "kill her relatives for the sake of justice".
King Tianwu looked at Su Jiuer, then at the pope, and his head hurt.
It's bad!
This king has become a clown.
What this kid said has come true bit by bit. Is it true that he not only has a demon emperor wife, but also a confidant like the pope?
Zhan Yingying asked: "Saint Yingyue, why do you seem unhappy!"
"You are so good!"
Bai Yingyue was about to cry out of grievance, stinky master, bad master, your relationship has been exposed, then Luo Fanchen has really become Uncle Luo?
Don't force me to slap you!!
Meimei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was speechless for a while, her pink hair swaying in the wind.
It's okay that the master of the Dark Palace is the Pope.
After all, this has no effect on her, and it's even a little exciting.
But if Luo Fanchen becomes the master's confidant, isn't she a super downgrade, what should she call Luo Fanchen in the future?
Bai Yingyue said meaningfully: "Meimei, you have to call me Uncle Luo in the future!"
Meimei's body trembled.
Bai Yingyue blinked her beautiful eyes and said: "If you don't want to call me, then resist with me!"
"Resist who?" Meimei was stunned.
Bai Yingyue said: "What do you think?"
Meimei shrank her neck timidly: "Are you going to die?"
"Brother Luo!" ×2
At this moment, two completely different cute little girl voices sounded, both with a hint of longing and envy.
Everyone looked at them, and it was the little girl holding the Yin-Yang mirror with her eyes closed, and the fox girl wearing the purple jade gourd.
Yang Jinghong opened his mouth wide: "There are still masters?"