Kate stood quietly on the steps at the entrance of St. Peter's Basilica, when the night slowly opened, the moon had just risen, and the perennial fire in the brazier at the entrance of the church cast her shadow on the long steps behind her. Kate raised her head www.biquge.info looked at the statue of St. Peter, who had stood at the door of the church for hundreds of years, always so handsome and holy, inviolable. Kate left a pair of diamond-encrusted shoes behind her and quietly walked to the statue of St. Peter.

Kate snuggled gently under the statue, her arms caressing the somewhat cold marble, but at this time her heart was on fire. She looked up, her gaze touching the symbol of St. Peter's conquering all beneath his legs, so thick and powerful, so unruly. Kate moaned softly, she was already wet!

Kate fell to the ground, her legs clamped tightly together, rubbing messily, but she still couldn't extinguish the strange itching sensation caused by the horn. Kate's eyes were slightly closed, one hand grabbed the two plumps on her chest, and the other hand lifted her dress and reached into the lower face.

"Ahh

Kate's slender fingers jerked into her body, and her breath became rapid, accompanied by a coquettish gasp, floating in front of St. Peter's Basilica.

I don't know how much time passed, but Kate finally let out a breath and collapsed under the statue of St. Peter. She slowly dragged her hand out of her skirt, the crystal water looking obscene and inglorious in the firelight. Kate felt that the skirt was very wet and uncomfortable, so she stood up against the statue and took off her skirt, she looked up at St. Peter's handsome face, and simply stripped naked!

Kate, who was naked, looked at the moon slowly rising on Chapel Hill in the distance, and the moonlight shone on her body even more crystal clear. Kate took a deep breath, glanced at the statue of St. Peter again, and approached the cathedral!

―――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― - "Kill him!"

"Pluck his skin!"

"Pump out his intestines and show me!"

"Rubbish, monsters, ugly trash!"

"Evil orcs!"

"Youkai, useless waste!"

The gladiatorial fight between the scavenger and the undead fleas had been going on for an hour, however, Frye had never touched Lin Feng at all from beginning to end, but Lin Feng picked up the opportunity to kick Frye's back and right leg twice. At this time, Frye was a little limping, which showed that the power of Lin Feng's foot was not small.

However, the crowd was already dissatisfied, they had never seen such a boring game before. It's even more rubbish than those rookie games. The audience's complaints slowly shifted from the boring game to the orc scavenger Fry. They bought expensive tickets to see how he cramped and skinned the undead flea and finally ate his heart, but what did Frye do in front of him, he actually circled the undead flea and was kicked twice. So the unbearable words "waste", "monster", and "monster" floated over the gladiatorial arena.

Frye the Scavenger was completely enraged, he had never been so insulted by the audience. Frye stared at Lin Feng, thinking that his reputation as a scavenger had all been ruined by the little flea in front of him, and he rushed towards Lin Feng.

This time, Lin Feng was not dodging as before.

The scavenger stabbed Lin Feng's neck with a claw, Lin Feng shook his body, and his right hand quickly grabbed the scavenger's claw from the side.

Suddenly, the audience erupted in shouts!

Half-orc, Frye the Scavenger's hand was actually caught by an undead flea!

Frye couldn't believe that this little flea dared to scratch his hand, and in surprise, a smile crossed the corner of his mouth. Just as Fry was about to give this flea a little color to take a look, he suddenly felt that the hand that was grabbed by Lin Feng slowly moved outward, and a sharp pain immediately spread throughout his body.

"Roar!"

Frye roared, and a slap threw Lin Feng away, Lin Feng spun around in the air a few times, landed smoothly, and as soon as he landed, he immediately jumped up and rushed towards Frye. The sharp pain of the broken left arm caused Frye the Scavenger to take a few steps back, almost falling, and before he could stand firmly, a shadow flashed in front of his eyes. Frye held back the pain and thrashed his other hand around his body to prevent the shadow from pounceing on him.

"Flea, come out!"

Frye shouted, but the crowd in the stands burst into laughter. Frye didn't know why, but as soon as he turned around, a fist slammed into his nose at a rapid pace, and his eyes were dizzy. Fry's massive body shook a few times, and he shook his head violently, blood and saliva from his nose splashing in all directions.

At this time, in the stands of Rensemill, Laurent's face turned pale, and he stole a glance at the old man and Miss Genia behind him, and Lord Rensemill had no expression, he was almost asleep, and he had no idea what was happening. And Miss Genia watched the game intently, her bright eyes kept on Lin Feng, because she had been asking a slave beside her for information about this immortal flea from the beginning.

"Damn, this kid is so treacherous!" Laurent cursed in his heart, if this continues, Frye will hang up, losing one Frye is nothing, but once he becomes famous, he will be in trouble in the future, and, it seems, his combat power does not belong to Frye at all.

As she was thinking about how to end the fight, there was another burst of cheers from the audience! Laurent looked down and saw Fry's tall body fall with a thud, stirring up a puff of dust. In the smoke and dust, Lin Feng turned around and smiled at Laurent. A sneer slowly appeared on Laurent's pale face, and he dug his left hand into his pocket and pressed a button.

Lin Feng noticed his action and secretly screamed in his heart, however, the expected feeling of his body being evacuated did not appear. Lin Feng was puzzled when he heard Fry's roar behind him.

Lin Feng turned around suddenly, and saw the armor on Fry's body bursting open, revealing the knotted muscles under the armor and the heavy hair all over his body. Scavenger Frye's eyes glowed with an eerie purple glow, and his limbs lay on the ground, a thick white mist erupting from his nostrils.

Half-orcs are bestialized!

Lin Feng didn't understand what was going on, but looking at Fry's state, he seemed to see that something was wrong.

The scavenger's front paws dug into the ground, digging a deep groove, and the mist from his nostrils pounded the dust on the ground, and the smell of blood spread.

The audience never seemed to have seen what the scavenger beast looked like, and the cheers and roars faded away, and people watched with bated breath as Frye made his every move below. Suddenly, the entire gladiatorial arena was as silent as death!

The beastly scavenger jumped out of its claws on all fours, grabbed a few deep furrows on the ground, and rushed towards Lin Feng. The scavenger's face turned into a slender wolf shape, and his fangs, which gleamed in the firelight, bit Lin Feng's throat. Lin Feng's palpitations did not subside, he concentrated, and suddenly threw a punch that hit the left side of the scavenger's face.

Boom!

Lin Feng's fist slammed into the scavenger's face, making a loud noise. Lin Feng's face immediately turned pale, and the sharp pain from his fist almost stunned him. The scavenger, however, was unscathed, only slightly off course, and when he turned around, he continued to bite at the end. Lin Feng endured the severe pain, jumped onto the back of the scavenger, and grabbed the long fur on the scavenger's neck with both hands. The scavenger roared, shaking his body violently, trying to throw this little flea down, but Lin Feng grabbed it so hard that he wouldn't let go.

The beastly scavenger jumped up and down, swayed from side to side, and finally simply fell to the ground and rolled around. This immediately drew loud laughter, and then fell silent, for the undead flea had finally been thrown off, and the scavenger had bitten one of the flea's legs.

Blood rushed into the scavenger's mouth like a gushing spring, stimulated by the blood, and the scavenger bit harder. Lin Feng clenched his teeth, the pain that penetrated the bone marrow made him fall into confusion, he shook his head vigorously to prevent himself from falling unconscious, otherwise he would be completely torn apart, however, there seemed to be another consciousness in his brain, forcibly pulling himself into a coma, slowly, the pain weakened, Lin Feng only felt very tired, and gradually relaxed.

"Toot," the familiar prompt sound jumped into the unconscious Lin Feng's brain again, "The proprioceptive consciousness is weak, and the self-consciousness awakens!"