Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

The glory of the Zhan family does not allow him to leave the stage in such a embarrassment!

The second soul skill - Lion Fist!

A domineering punch was about to hit Tang San's head!

It's too late to say, then soon!

A wave of white tiger light blasted on the war lion from a certain side angle.

Because his mind was all on the attack, and he didn't have time to return to defense, he took the blow with his body!

He was blown out, and even though the white gold-rimmed uniform was made of excellent materials, it was quite broken at this moment.

Blood stained the clothes.

Immediately after he landed, he got up and attacked again...

But Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Tai Tan and others joined forces with each other.

The tide is gone.

Seeing the Zhan family's little lion fight to the death despite being bruised and bruised, until Dai Mubai punched him out of the arena and passed out.

Emperor Xue Ye, who had been expressionless on the highest stand, nodded slightly, with some relief in his eyes.

It seems that the blood of the Zhan family who risked their lives standing beside him was not cold yet.

Ning Rongrong covered her small mouth: "This guy is so fierce!"

There was silence in the arena, and even the gamblers who waved their tickets stopped shouting.

The iron-blooded, fearless, and unrelenting ferocity displayed by the captain of the Tiandou team really shocked everyone in the field.

"Rongrong, your attention should not be on him."

"Huh?" Ning Rongrong looked puzzled at Salted Fish who had been licking a lollipop and watching the show with great interest.

"Did you see that assistant?"

"En." Ning Rongrong nodded, but still didn't know what he wanted to say.

"Is there any special feeling?"

"A special feeling?"

"It seems not." Dao Feng felt a little emotional.

Ning Rongrong said angrily: "Speak up if you have something to say, don't keep it up!"

Dao Feng looked at him seriously and said, "For example—the death of a rabbit and the sorrow of a fox."

"The death of the rabbit and the sorrow of the fox?" Ning Rongrong tilted his head and looked at Daofeng with a puzzled tone.

Zhao Wuji, Flender, Liu Erlong, and the masters all heard it.

The master opened his mouth slightly, and wanted to turn around to say something, but he saw Flender on his right shaking his head slightly, motioning him to listen.

The master was a little afraid that Dao Feng would teach Ning Rongrong badly and lead her to a detour, but he still nodded.

"Don't worry, the kid Daofeng has his senses." Liu Erlong who was leaning on Grandmaster's shoulder said softly.

Master is very upset, why can't you see through the duplicity of the bastard Blade!

"Erlong! What he showed in front of you is all fake!"

The master had a bit of bitterness on his face, and shouted in his heart.

But smelling the faint body fragrance from Liu Erlong's body, as well as the soft warmth from his arms, he couldn't help but feel agitated.

Recalling their respective madness last night.

Both of them tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, and the taste was so wonderful and intoxicating.

Coupled with the explosion of years of depressed feelings and thoughts, both of them frantically demanded from each other.

It was not until the early hours of the morning that we hugged each other, shared our hearts, and fell asleep.

Over the years, I have shared my longings with those in my heart.

Listening to Liu Erlong talking, he couldn't help sobbing, his heart was broken, how could he be such a beauty?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Little Gang."

"Ah."

"Shall we go on like this?"

"Ah."

……

Flender thought he had given up completely.

but.

Does the word love mean letting go?