"Xiaotian, sister knows, you are a man who does big things, sister doesn't dare to keep you, but you have to be careful in everything, you are now my sister's dearest person, I am really afraid, so afraid, afraid that one day, I will lose you like losing Yuanqing."

Pei Rong stepped forward, gently hugged Luo Tian's strong waist from behind, leaned his head on Luo Tian's shoulder, and said emotionally.

Whether it is a friend or a lover, now Luo Tian is her most important person, from the bottom of her heart, she doesn't want Luo Tian to go, because she knows that Luo Tian's unit is performing dangerous tasks, and she really can't bear the pain of losing her loved ones.

Feeling the soft affection of this woman, the soft and scented hair gently rubbing against her back.

Women, tenderness, physical contact and temptation, Luo Tian couldn't help but feel a little excited, but Luo Tian knew that this was the expression of the most sincere feelings in this woman's heart, and there were no other factors.

Gently grasping the pair of soft and boneless little hands, Luo Tian slowly turned around, looked at Pei Rong's beautiful and faint eyes, and naturally hugged her in his arms, at this moment there was no blasphemy and obscenity in his heart, he just wanted to hold her like this and comfort her.

"Sister Rong, don't worry, even if I go to the capital, I will be back soon, I am only equivalent to a supernumerary now, I just want to go over and take a look, I will not leave you, not for the rest of my life." Luo Tian said emotionally, gently rubbing the woman's hair with his chin.

"Xiaotian, you have your life, sister is not worthy of you to treat me like this, sister doesn't want to hold you back, really, I ......"

Pei Rong was very grateful in his heart, and he was inexplicably excited, raised his smooth chin, and looked at the man who had walked into his heart, and before he finished speaking, Luo Tian kissed her as soon as he lowered his head.

Pei Rong shook her head, wanting to struggle, but she seemed to want to refuse and welcome, the feeling of happiness came too quickly, which made her a little flustered, and finally hugged Luo Tian's neck tightly, and Luo Tian wrapped it around her waist.

"It's the first time this little villain has kissed himself, it's so sweet."

The confused Zhong Pei Rong thought to herself, that sweet feeling made her brain feel blank, time seemed to stop, the earth seemed to stop running, and only that boundless love surrounded her.

The two didn't know how long they kissed, Luo Tian finally let go of Pei Rong, Pei Rong blushed a little, his chest kept rising and falling, I don't know if it was squeezed by Luo Tian, or because of nervousness.

"Sister Rong, calm down your mood today, and before I go to the capital, you take a good bath, and I will give you an explanation." Luo Tian lowered his head and kissed the woman's forehead, and walked out with a smile, leaving only Pei Rong, who was a little messy.

"This little villain, unexpectedly...... What does it mean to take a good bath and give yourself an explanation, he ...... "Pei Rong's face was crimson, his heart was like a deer, this man never forced himself, he knew that he was in a bad mood tonight because of Yuanqing's affairs, so he would let himself go?"

Out of Pei Rong's room, Luo Tian was in a good mood, and he could go to the dragon soul to visit the brothers there openly, and Duoduo's yin and yang soul chasing could also be solved, and he kissed Pei Rong again.

It's beautiful!

Since Pei Rong's initiative to attack last time, the two of them almost didn't have raw rice to cook mature rice, Luo Tian also thought about it, facing Pei Rong, this woman, there is no longer any estrangement, she already belongs to the predetermined woman, pick a good day, eat her for sure, hey.

Turning his head and glancing at the room where Shangguan Feiyan was, Luo Tian thought about it and still didn't go in, after all, it was too late, and this girl was too domineering, and she was very protective of herself, if only she was her, it would be good to say, now that Duoduo is also there, she is even more protective of herself as a thief.

So after thinking about it, forget it, with General Lan's efficiency, that yin and yang ginseng should arrive tomorrow, and then treat that flower.

With Yin Yang Ginseng, Duoduo's Yin and Yang Soul Chasing Soul Descent will not take a week, and the week mentioned at the beginning is just suppression, because Luo Tian concluded that within a week, General Lan would definitely come, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly, so the original plan for a week can be changed, if Shangguan Feiyan really wants to go to the First Special Forces Brigade, it shouldn't be too late.

Besides, even if this girl is delayed for half a year, as long as she says a word, the first special forces brigade will not let her go? So there's no need to rush at all.

Shangguan Feiyan is a good seedling who practices martial arts, if possible, Luo Tian doesn't plan to let her go to the first special forces brigade, and wants to enter the dragon soul directly, but this girl's strength is still a little low, and it doesn't meet the requirements.

Luo Tian smiled a little obscenely, and then returned to his room.

The night is late, the bright lights of the city, still endless, whether it is Dongchang, or other cities in China, the summer night is always restless, and even accompanied by blood and passion.

At this time, the realm, a certain country.

In a huge concrete house, the screams of the crowd, the shrill whistles, and the fierce fights greatly stimulated the nerves of everyone present, and a bright headlamp shook on it, shining on the faces of men and women who were distorted by extreme excitement and excitement.

In the middle of this place is a huge competition arena, surrounded by iron railings, and equipped with high-strength chemical glass, two strong warriors are fighting desperately like trapped beasts in a cage.

The crowd of people around, yellow-haired and black-haired men and women, shouted passionately, "Kill him, kill him." ”

Just like the slave gladiatorial arena in the past, life and death are just to make those noble men and women laugh.

The shouting, the whistling, the shouting, the shouting, all the people were completely replaced by passion, and the world seemed to go crazy.

This is a famous underground gladiatorial arena in a foreign country, called the Hausen Gladiatorial Arena, which is held once a week, only one game at a time, and the winner can enter the next game, and the loser can only die.

The table was stained with blood, some of which had long since dried up, and some of which was fresh blood, showing the cruelty and bloodiness of the place, and what the spectators needed to see was the wailing of the losers, begging for mercy, blood splattering, and falling to the ground, so that they could not afford their expensive tickets.

"Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, one of the most exciting matches going on right now, please keep your eyes open and see clearly that one is a player nicknamed "White Tiger" from Oriental Huaxia.

This person is brave and brave, his boxing skills are amazing, and he is showing everyone the peerless style of the mysterious ancient oriental country, this person has won fifteen matches in a row, and won five more games, even if he is promoted to the identity of the boxing champion, the status is respected. ”

In the stands, a thin Western man in a black suit, wearing a high top hat on his head, was holding a loudspeaker, desperately shouting in a foreign language.

Then he continued to shout: "And the other is Baldo, who is known as the 'berserker' from Bafei, this person is the only player who was defeated by the boxing champion Gerson in the last session and did not die, the strength is amazing, and the fighter who can compete with the boxing champion Gersen on the same stage is naturally not weak." ”

"One is a Chinese mysterious fighter who has won fifteen games in a row, and the other is a berserker, who will win and who will lose today, let's continue the showdown between the warriors."

After this man finished speaking, he jumped off the ring at once.

At this moment, the two players have fought for dozens of rounds, both are a little out of breath, evenly matched, and have been injured to varying degrees, the black-haired man from Huihuaxia has a resolute face, more than one meter eight tall, strong body, muscular, a pair of sharp eyes, indifferent, it seems to see through life and death, but under the height of the other party's nearly two meters, it seems to be relatively petite.

The man's nickname is White Tiger, if Luo Tian and Xuanwu see this person, they will definitely recognize him, he is White Tiger, his real name is Platinum Tiger, from the Dragon Soul, one of the four great generals under Luo Tian.

Since the last incident, this person has also been disheartened, and has run away a little, living a life of drunken dreams and death, only those bloody and passionate and cruel fights can forget the tragic death of his brother, and he is numbing his soul by that kind of fighting.

"Hua Xia Zai, you can't do it, I want you to hear the sound of your neck being twisted with your own ears, you are just a stepping stone on my way to success, kill you, I will be qualified to challenge the boxing champion Gerson again, this time he is not so lucky, and you, just practice."

The black man on the opposite side, who was two meters tall and looked like a beast, added the corners of his bloodthirsty mouth, looked at the white tiger cruelly, raised his middle finger and shook his head disdainfully.

White Tiger, that is, Platinum Tiger, looked at this person coldly, without saying a word, he had to admit that this guy, known as the Berserker, was the most powerful opponent since his debut, and his strength was not below him.

And don't look at his bulky figure, but the speed is not slower than himself at all, just now I originally wanted to rely on his dexterity to win, but the white tiger thought wrong, so he suffered a loss, and was hit in the ribs by this person's whip leg, and felt that his ribs seemed to be broken, and the pain was unbearable.

At this time, this black 'berserker' rushed over like a whirlwind, like a small tank, the white tiger only felt a darkness in front of him, as if a small mountain pressed over, smiling, the giant-like body, the dark muscles bulged and twisted one by one, like a hard rock, a pair of red eyes exuded a terrifying murderous aura, and rushed towards the white tiger.

"Roar ......" the white tiger was angry, looking up to the sky and letting out a roar, like a tiger's roar, the powerful battle intent was rising, facing the 'berserker' who rushed over, the white tiger's body was short, and a roll dodged the man's fierce blow, and the entire competition table made a shock.