socalfunplaces Chapter 663
Chapter 663
"Tsk."
"Our wife Jiuer is so considerate."
In the sky, Luo Fanchen's dragon wings flew across the sky, piercing through the clouds. He was withdrawing his inner vision from the white fox pendant, and the corners of his lips were filled with the sour smell of love and happiness.
In the morning, Jiuer took the pendant from him.
It turned out that she was helping him to store the specialties of Qingqiu and other treasures accumulated by Qingqiu for many years.
And they were labeled with instructions one by one,
prepared for him to give them to friends he made outside and elders who were good to him.
"Good wife and good mother."
Luo Fanchen felt warm in his heart and vowed to speed up his practice and protect Jiuer. No one would think of letting his demon emperor wife suffer grievances.
Soon he took out the newly acquired parchment roll,
It even exuded the smell of ancient dust, which was a bit choking.
The densely packed route map of the Soul Martial Continent was outlined,
The blood-colored mark circled a location.
The old slave of the system is becoming more and more irresponsible. He didn't give any hints this time.
Luo Fanchen carefully identified the direction.
The location of the treasure is in the northwest direction.
Damn!
Isn't this the border between the White Tiger Empire and the Black Tortoise Empire? ?
It is estimated that the Blood Demon Cult's base camp is over there now.
Luo Fanchen gritted his teeth.
Is it intentional? You always let me brave the dragon's den and the tiger's lair, right?
"Shua shua!!"
He put away the sheepskin scroll and broke through the clouds. There was nothing to be afraid of along the way. The road from Qingqiu to the Disabled Elderly Home was a deserted area.
"Tread——"
Luo Fanchen, whose strength had greatly increased, traveled for two days and finally saw the dilapidated small mountain village hidden in the valley and landed on the ground.
"Something seems wrong!"
Luo Fanchen looked up at the sky hesitantly.
After his cultivation broke through to the Soul Emperor, he felt that the Soul Martial Continent seemed different from before, and the sky seemed to be faintly red. He wondered if it was an illusion.
Shaking his head,
He walked to the gate of the small village with walls made of yellow mud and straw, and suddenly laughed.
"Hey."
"It's still the familiar recipe, the familiar taste."
The green stone tablet at the entrance of the village was engraved with: Jixiang Village.
On both sides of the crooked fence gate were eye-catching dog-crawling fonts, as if written by people with their feet.
"If you have healthy limbs, please go elsewhere."
"If you are not deaf or blind, don't enter this door."
At the top of the gate, a row of fonts was the finishing touch.
"Nursing home for the disabled, come here if you miss."
Luo Fanchen smiled and shook his head. Why didn't he see it for half a year, and he felt a sense of nostalgia as if he hadn't been back for decades.
Wait!
He keenly noticed that the top of the wall was actually covered with white catkins.
Just like a funeral.
"Who died?"
"It can't be me."
The moment Luo Fanchen, who had all his limbs intact, stepped into the village,
a colorless barrier seemed to detect something unusual,
and suddenly shook, then calmed down and let him in.
The disabled old man had opened up permissions for Luo Fanchen.
In the weeds in the center of the village, a lame man, a deaf man, and an old man with a broken arm were sitting cross-legged on the edge of the ink well with chains wrapped around them. They were dressed in tattered clothes, had messy hair, and were as silent as dead people.
When they noticed the turbulence of the barrier, they suddenly opened their eyes and shot out a sharp light.
The lame man exclaimed: "Who in the world can break into the barrier so easily?"
The old beggar lying on the thatched roof to bask in the sun also looked towards the direction of the village entrance.
The old blind man who was cooking in the hut also rushed out, holding a kitchen knife with meat on the blade: "Who is it?" "I only gave Luo the permission, but he is dead." When Luo Fanchen was mentioned, not only the disabled old man was heartbroken, the old man with a broken arm moved, the wrinkles on the old beggar's face seemed to be deeper, he had never had a good life in this life. The faces of the lame man and the deaf man also showed reluctance. The disabled old men had no time to be sad, their eyes were shining, as if they were facing a great enemy, they all looked at the way to the village entrance. In their hearts, the person who could easily enter the barrier must be extremely terrifying. However, there was no "monster" as imagined. A sunny and handsome young man soon appeared in front of the disabled old men. "???" The blind man's body shook, the other disabled old men all looked straight, the person who came out was completely beyond their expectations. Luo Fanchen quickened his pace and came to the front of the disabled old men. Taking advantage of the golden light of the sun, he bowed and said, "Seniors, I haven't seen you for half a year. How are you these days?"
The masculine voice fell into the ears of the disabled old men, like thunder. They couldn't believe that Luo Fanchen, who had been judged dead by various forces and witnessed by hundreds of thousands of people, actually appeared again after half a year? ? ? ?
"Shua shua shua!!"
The old man with a broken arm and the old blind man rushed to Luo Fanchen immediately.
But onceA figure was one step faster than them. It was a lame old man who was half a body shorter than Luo Fanchen, staring at Luo Fanchen.
The old beggar could only crawl slowly, and because of his excessive excitement, he rolled down from the roof.
"Alive!"
"No disguise."
"It's true!!"
"It's really you, kid! You're not dead!!!!"
The wrinkles on the faces of the disabled old men bloomed again like withered flowers, revealing a happy and surprised smile, looking at the returning Luo Fanchen in disbelief.
"Good boy, I knew you wouldn't die so easily."
The old man with a broken arm was very happy that his successor was not dead, and he almost lost all hope.
Da Can said: "You kid scared the lame man. If it weren't for his responsibility to guard the village, he would regret dying for not teaching you his unique 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 tears at night!! Hahaha."
Noticing Luo Fanchen's eyes looking at him, the lame man restrained his excitement and snorted coldly:
"This is your successor. It has nothing to do with me."
The lame man hugged his shoulders and flashed back to the side of the ink well. Luo Fanchen didn't even see the action clearly. It was too fast: "He has the spiritual pupil, the dragon martial soul, including the blue lotus and the flying It doesn't matter if it's half a coin. No matter how powerful it is, I don't care! ! ! "
Luo Fanchen let him show off, and didn't rush to answer the old blind man's curiosity. He asked anxiously at the first time: "Where is Tongtong, is she okay? ? "
"If you don't come back, that girl will be in trouble soon! ! ! "
Luo Fanchen's heart trembled fiercely: "Her pupil power exploded?"
"No, relying on your help last time, and the old man's ban, her eyes can still hold on for a while. "
Luo Fanchen breathed a sigh of relief.
If Tongtong is really in trouble,
He can't stand on the grave and yell, "Resurrection, my Tongtong!"
"Okay, go see her quickly! ! "
The blind man smiled bitterly and took Luo Fanchen to the back mountain of the village...
Luo Fanchen looked over and saw the thin and beautiful figure in the back mountain. His pupils fluctuated and his tall body couldn't help but tremble...