Lin Jinran's superior attitude completely annoyed all the female soldiers.

There were crowds of insects around the arena, enthusiasm was high, and the race's natural aggressive blood was fully stimulated.

At this moment, they forgot that on the stage was the young regent who had made a great reputation on the battlefield, and that they forgot that they were just worms who had not yet graduated from the military academy.

The young army females are just full of blood, and under the same hatred, they have an inexplicable collective sense of honor to defeat the big devil and win the favor of the males.

Emotions rose to the extreme in such an atmosphere, the calls for defeating the regent and fair competition - wave after wave, the turmoil almost knocked off the roof of the training ground.

At the same time, the major live broadcast platforms have followed up and reproduced this grand occasion, and netizens have started eating melon seeds, chasing the live broadcast with great interest.

—Some of Mu Qiang’s netizens admire the regent very much, and look forward to the beautiful CP where the general and the prince finally get together.

The other part genuinely sympathized with the military females present, and couldn't help but fantasize about killing all directions on the scene, and finally attracted the beautiful vision favored by the handsome male.

The two groups of worms sparred back and forth in the star network barrage and comment area, and almost didn't fight.

Qiu Luo, who was at the center of the eyes of all the insects, stayed under the ring very calmly at the moment, completely ignoring the enthusiastic gazes of the military females around him, and even the clever little females brought him chairs, refreshments and tea to prevent him from getting tired from standing. up.

On the arena, the three army females who challenged for the first time had already set up their postures and surrounded Lin Jinran from three directions.

Their two B-levels and one A-level were impulsive, but they weren't stupid. They knew that they couldn't fight each other, so they adopted the wheel consumption tactics, and broke out their most violent attacks when they came up.

Dull crackling sounds frequently resounded through the arena, and the continuous melee and mental attacks were without fancy, which made the blood of the young military females around them excited, and they couldn't wait to join the battle group.

From the initial guidance battle to the duel with Alto, who is also an S-rank military female, Lin Jinran had played more than ten consecutive battles at that time. Even so, he was still in the center of the ring and controlled the rhythm of the battle freely.

Qiu Luo sat at the most front and most eye-catching position under the arena, admiring Lin Jinran's performance-like fighting posture with relish, his spiritual barrier separated the surrounding females by five meters, and no female could Half a step closer to him.

Under the attack of the top three military academies, Lin Jinran shuttled through the siege of mental power from all sides with ease, either counterattacking, blocking or dodging, without even spreading his butterfly wings.

Occasionally, he could still take the time to cast his gaze in the direction of Qiu Luo frequently during the interval of the battle, and he almost didn't write the words "Look at me" on his face.

Qiu Luo looked at his almost peacock-spreading behavior very amusedly. Even His Royal Highness the Prince Regent seemed to be no different from ordinary military females in terms of courtship. He unscrupulously displayed his strength and charm, and was even more domineering and powerful. .

Zerg worships the strong and fights by nature. As long as you are strong enough, you can get everything you want, including power, resources, status, and respect.

Qiu Luo thought of Lin Jinran in the book. The bottom line is that it was because the body suffered heavy injuries and could not receive treatment. He fell from the pinnacle tower of the strong and fell into the quagmire. - foot, followers are getting fewer and fewer, and finally will be reduced to the end of the failure of the rebellion.

With a smile on her face, Qiu Luo focused her eyes on Lin Jinran, who was fighting fiercely on the stage.

The initial disdain and boredom had been completely forgotten, and his mood was constantly fluctuating with the intense and exciting battles. He watched with great interest, vaguely looking forward to Lin Jinran's ability to win one game after another.

With his personal intervention, Lin Jinran will definitely not fall to the bottom like the plot written in the book.

He likes to see the domineering, arrogant, calm and domineering Prince Regent on the stage now.

Another round of siege and wheel battles, with Lin Jinran's absolute advantage declaring victory, his whole body was fully aura, and his spiritual power swept all the defeated opponents off the ring.

"Next, who else?" Lin Jinran, dressed in black, stood tall and straight in the center of the arena. After the fierce battle, his breathing was slightly heavy, and fine beads of sweat trickled down his cheeks, sinking into his sunken shoulders. In the rising and falling chest.

For a moment, the army females were overwhelmed by Lin Jinran's powerful aura, no one dared to take the stage, and the challenger fell into a short period of vacuum.

There was only one female in the arena, with a gloomy expression at the moment, he clenched his fists and stepped onto the ring with heavy steps.

Lin Jinran narrowed his eyes with a trace of sarcasm, and slowly pulled the white gloves on his hands: "Alto, are you addicted to beating by me? Do you think tonight is not ugly enough?"

Alto sneered, and folded his arms: "Didn't you say that you can do it together?"

As soon as he finished speaking, four A-rank military females followed behind him, all directly under his subordinates, completely different from the young military females in the military academy who had never been on the battlefield or seen blood.

Seeing Orto's ruthlessness in martial arts, the whole audience was in an uproar, cursing and boosing mercilessly.

It turns out that there is no correlation between bugs and strength.

Alto's face was livid, he no longer cared about being so particular, and today he must complete the task of defeating Lin Jinran in front of the crown prince, no matter what despicable methods are used.

He didn't believe that with so many military females taking turns, Lin Jinran could still maintain his peak state?

—Once he shows signs of fatigue, it's time for him to make a move to win.

Qiu Luo frowned, and stood up from the seat. Does this Alto have some secret weapon in his hand?

I don't know how long Lin Jinran, who has persisted in fighting for more than a dozen games, can last. The injuries in his body are far from being completely healed. ,The consequences could be disastrous.

Just when Qiu Luo was secretly worried, the battle on the ring had already begun!

The four A-level military females had only four directions, completely blocking Lin Jinran's dodge path, surrounding him tightly and airtight.

The highly coordinated spiritual power blades are combined into a terrifying meat grinder, which suddenly smashed the dark red spiritual wind around Lin Jinran into pieces.

Orto, on the other hand, was like a poisonous snake, walking calmly around the periphery. Although he didn't make a move, his actions firmly restrained Lin Jinran's attention, and he was forced to disperse his energy. Once he showed a flaw, he waited for him It was a blow like a storm.

The voices around the arena gradually disappeared, and even the barrage on the live broadcast platform was much less. All the Zerg watching the battle were affected by the tense atmosphere. moment.

As the battle intensified, Lin Jinran's breathing became more and more rapid and rough, and his previous calmness disappeared. Under the joint attack of several battle-tested and well-coordinated A-level military females, he gradually became exhausted.

The long-term high-intensity battle sequelae began to cause trouble, and Lin Jinran's fighting posture had changed from active attack to passive defense.

The bangs on his forehead were soaked with sweat, his brows and eyes were heavy, and his mental power, which was still at his command before, had gradually become uncontrollable and manic.

Qiu Luo's face was dignified, and she couldn't help but took two steps forward, her two tentacles stood upright, paying close attention to Lin Jinran's state, ready to strike at any time.

Suddenly, the frantic wind around Lin Jinran broke through his defenses, and was cut open by the opponent's blade—a hole!

Alto stared at him intently, his eyes flicked across—a smile of joy—it was now!

The fiery burning flame appeared in his hands again. Unlike the previous translucent form, this time it was completely condensed into a solid body, which was the embodiment of Orto's spiritual body—he tried his best for this— Engrave the final - hit.

Qiu Luo frowned, and secretly clenched his fists. Alto had already given up everything, and even dared to use his spiritual body to attack. Unless he used the mental storm big move he used on the tomb star, he couldn't retreat completely.

But in this way, his identity will be exposed in front of this Crown Prince Jia.

Just when Qiu Luo was in a dilemma, Alto had already stabbed at Lin Jinran's opening.

The trembling sharp spear pointed at Lin Jinran's left chest, and it spun through all the spiritual barriers around him at high speed. The shield and spear repeatedly rubbed against each other, making ear-piercing crackling sounds.

"Lin Jinran!" Qiu Luo's heart sank, she propped herself on the edge of the ring with one hand, and jumped onto the stage quickly, her shoulder blades trembled slightly, and the butterfly wings almost broke through the skin.

In an instant, a strong and terrifying hurricane enveloped the entire arena, and the manic wind blew all the army females tottering, and even Qiu Luo was forced to take two steps back.

The crimson and almost black magnetic field of mental power surrounded Lin Jinran and exploded in an instant, and the blue and black butterfly wings bloomed angrily, leading him to suspend in mid-air.

The hair in front of his forehead danced in a mess, his sharp side face was as cold as a blade, and his deep eyes were as bright as stars at the moment, shining brightly.

Orto's figurative gun, which contained his entire spiritual body, seemed to be tightly held by an invisible big hand, and it stayed in front of Lin Jinran's chest, struggling continuously, and could no longer store it.

The tip of the gun seemed to hit an extremely solid city wall, and was ground into pieces little by little until it completely collapsed.

Alto roared hoarsely as if he was struck by lightning, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, he fell directly from the ring, and rolled straight to the bottom of the stage.

His mental body has been severely injured, and his skin will peel off even if he is not dead. At least for a long time, he is bound to be accompanied by the hospital bed.

Those A-level army females panicked and hurriedly helped their own officials up. Orto had lost such a big face in front of the crown prince, and he almost felt like dying.

Seeing this scene of the Jedi's reversal, the surrounding army females were stunned and speechless.

Jia Huangzi, who was heavily guarded by the guards, pursed his lips in displeasure, rolled his eyes secretly, and cursed the incompetent Alto countless times in his heart.

Wasn't it rumored that Lin Jinran was seriously injured in that defeat, especially mentally and physically traumatized?How can you still fight like this?

He's obviously alive and well, but how can he look weak?

Why is it so difficult to kill the villain in advance?

"Lin Jinran!" Qiu Luo hurried to his side, took his hand to examine the injury carefully, and even forgot the honorific name, "How are you?"

As his extended tentacles touched Lin Jinran's left chest, a smell of male pheromone that was exclusive to Qiu Luo drifted into Lin Jinran's nose.

His nostrils moved slightly, sniffing the spring snow and warm sun, he couldn't help taking a deep breath, his heart was beating wildly after the fierce battle, and he refused to calm down to breathe.

His mental power kept wandering around, subconsciously wrapping Qiuluo up and drawing it into his territory, the pheromones in his body that were about to move seemed to recall the wonderful blending on the spaceship again.

"I'm fine." Lin Jinran stared at Qiu Luo with his dark eyes, that restless and sweet feeling came again, but now is not a good time.

Qiu Luo inspected him for a long time, and seeing that he was fine, he was relieved, and when he came back to his senses, he found a faint itch coming from his back.

He turned his head—look, Lin Jinran's big blue-black wings were carefully flapping back and forth behind him, and the edges of the butterfly wings were slowly fluttering on his shoulders, trying to attract his attention.

With a slight smile on the corner of Qiu Luo's mouth, he curled up his fingers and lightly flicked on his butterfly wings. The latter's whole body was shaken, and the wings immediately retracted back sensitively, not daring to flutter anymore.

Only the overflowing mental power was left hovering around Qiu Luo, and he left reluctantly.

Qiu Luo casually stirred these mischievous spirit threads with his fingers, and there was a gentle sense of attachment from his fingertips. He looked at Lin Jinran with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Regent looks so handsome on the ring."

The spiritual thread is connected to the most sensitive nerves of the female insect, and Lin Jinran immediately feels the intimacy of being touched by the skin all over his body.

His eyes darkened slightly, and the tip of his red tongue lightly licked his lower lip. He leaned slightly and leaned into the other's ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "I said, no worm can pass me."

The faint aroma of alcohol floated in the air, and Qiu Luo smelled the smell of Lin Jinran, which seemed to lure him.

Qiu Luo glanced over the other's slightly parted lips, and the sliding Adam's apple while speaking, and finally met those deep and quiet eyes, a little itchy, and couldn't help being attracted and wanted to get closer.

"I'm afraid you don't know yet?" Alto, who was supported by his subordinates, stared at Lin Jinran full of resentment, and said to Qiu Luo, "Our Royal Highness, the Regent, can't be with males below the S rank— rise!"

"His out-of-control violent mental power can tear you apart! More than one male worm doctor has been seriously injured in his hands."

Orto yelled, "He's lying to you! He can't even give birth to larvae!"

Lin Jinran's complexion instantly sank, her thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and the muscles of her cheeks were tense.

The surrounding military females became noisy again. This matter was considered an undisclosed secret in the upper circles of the imperial capital, but almost no one would dare to poke his wound hard in front of Lin Jinran and humiliate him.

This incident was a hurdle that Lin Jinran couldn't get over, and he couldn't bear such a blow even if he was as proud as he was.

If he hadn't been vaguely aware that Qiu Luo's strength was beyond A-level, he wouldn't have dared to provoke him so actively.

Qiu Luo kept her eyes down and remained silent for a long time.

Lin Jinran paid attention to his demeanor, his heart kept sinking, and his drooping fingers subconsciously clenched into fists. Sure enough, a male like him must have a limitless future. How could he not mind such a big flaw and risk……

He has countless ways to defeat those competitors, lock Qiuluo firmly in his palm, and prevent other females from approaching, but facing Qiuluo's own wishes and choices, he can only act like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced , stand still.

Alto sneered, and was about to continue to say something.

Suddenly, Qiu Luo raised his eyelids abruptly, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and with disdain and contempt, he gouged out his eyes deeply.

He spoke unhurriedly, and held Lin Jinran's icy wrist with his palm warm and dry.

"What did His Royal Highness the Regent suffer so badly?"

"It's for the empire, for the Zerg, and for you bugs who stay behind, so that you can continue to live in stability and peace!"

The noisy discussions around him suddenly fell silent, Lin Jinran was shaken all over, and looked at him in surprise.

"In a place where all of you can't see, he silently bears the ailments brought about by war and radiation, and endures both sexual and mental torture. Is it just to let you - while enjoying the fruits of victory - here slander and defend the empire desperately? hero?!"

Qiu Luo's words were cold and sharp, and quickly spread through the live broadcast, mercilessly piercing into the hearts of every Zerg.

Colonel Relos, who was watching the battle from the other side of the field, gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and his heart was so sad that he wanted to cry for the general he had followed for many years.

For such a long time, what they have suffered is endless questioning and suppression, endless harshness and discrimination, and finally a worm is willing to stand up and speak for Lin Jinran, but unexpectedly it is a male worm.

Lin Jinran stared at Qiu Luo's side face with complicated eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but his throat was as dry and hoarse as if it had been burned.

He asked himself that he was not a completely foolish and loyal female who would rather be suppressed and wronged to death than rise up to resist. He was not without resentment, nor was he without anger. I can't get it off my mind.

Perhaps what he was waiting for and looking forward to was nothing more than a sincere warmth, which would pull him out of the bottomless abyss of blaming others and the darkness, soothe all his pain and hostility, and accompany him through a long life.

Qiu Luo ignored the different gazes of the other military females. He turned his head and looked at Lin Jinran intently. His eyes were full of gentle encouragement and pure love.

He reached out to hold Lin Jinran's cheeks, pressed the back of his head, and kissed his lips tenderly.

Lin Jinran's back was stiff, and an unprecedented joy was suddenly brought up. This kiss obviously did not contain any provocative pheromones, but it instantly made his blood boil backwards, his breathing became short of breath, and his chest was so full that it almost exploded.

Among the military females around the ring, there were sporadic gasping sounds, as well as voices of envy and jealousy. Orto, who failed to provoke but was taught a lesson, was so angry that he almost fainted.

There were constant noises of dissatisfaction under the arena, Qiu Luo let go of Lin Jinran slightly, his brows and eyes sank slightly, and invisible milky white mental power spread from his body in an instant, mixed with a trace of aggressive male pheromone, indiscriminate covered the front—a large swath of females.

The innate mind control of the higher males is on display.

The military females present at the scene immediately felt a strong oppressive force. Except for a few senior military females who had experienced many battles, they were able to resist.

Qiu Luo glanced at the audience, and said in a neutral voice: "Today's farce is over."

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