Wu Yu was stunned by Zhang Yang's momentum and ferocious tiger cannon punch. He didn't expect the ambiguity between the two, and he didn't expect to get up.【】
Zhang Yang was strong, but he didn't feel much pain, but when he landed, his head was hit by the ground, making him a little dizzy.
He felt the softness and warmth of his little body, especially those two soft and wonderful balls on his chest, and he didn't even think of getting up for a moment.
"Ahem..." At this time, Yingquan's figure appeared beside the two of them and coughed a few times.
Wu Yu suddenly woke up and met Zhang Yang's eyes, only to realize that he was in the other person's arms. Looking at the other person's eyes so close, Wu Yu's cheeks suddenly turned red, spreading downwards, and soon the redness reached his neck.
Feeling the manly scent coming to his nose, Wu Yu was about to get up, but found that his body was tightly bound by the opponent's arms, making it difficult to get up!
This was the first time Wu Yu had been so intimate with a man since she was a child. At this time, her heart beat faster. Her body was already a little painful after being directly hit by Zhang Yang, but now it became even more powerful.
"Let go quickly, I want to get up!" Wu Yu struggled, his eyes full of panic, he said anxiously.
Ever since Murong Xue left, Zhang Yang had never felt such warmth and satisfaction, and he was a little nostalgic.
Zhang Yang shook his head and said stubbornly: "If you admit defeat, I will let go. If I hadn't stopped in time, you would have been seriously injured."
Their heads were so close that their faces were almost touching each other. Rong Rong stood in front of their faces, looking very confused.
The little guy stretched out his little paw and pointed at Wu Yu, then pointed at Zhang Yang, and shouted: "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
Since meeting Rong Rong, Zhang Yang has discovered that his mind has a special connection with Rong Rong's mind and consciousness. The two of them can speak to each other from the bottom of their hearts without speaking at all, and no one can hear them.
Zhang Yang didn't know the reason, but he knew that this was definitely a good thing. If the two of them couldn't talk, it would be boring to be together for a long time.
A furry voice sounded in Zhang Yang's mind: "Brother Xiaoyang, what are you doing? Does it hurt if she presses you?"
Hearing what Rong Rong meant, Zhang Yang showed an embarrassed expression, but he suddenly became normal.
Zhang Yang looked at Rong Rong and sent a message from his heart to Rong Rong's mind: "It's okay Rong Rong. You will understand later that we are fighting."
"Eaaah!"
"Isn't it the same battle as the day before yesterday? She won't kill you, right? Brother Xiaoyang, are you injured again?" Rong Rong asked doubtfully.
The little guy was very curious, so Zhang Yang had to explain: "It's not that dangerous. We are fighting between men and women. Just wait for a while, and my brother will win."
"Oh! A battle between men and women! The man will win." Rong Rong flexed his little fingers and lowered his head, not talking. He didn't know whether he understood or not.
Seeing Zhang Yang eye to eye with the little snow-white beast, his lips moving slightly without making any sound, and the other person just hugging him tightly, Wu Yu was very angry and panicked.
She didn't want to admit defeat, because she had never given up before, and it was really difficult for him to admit defeat.
Wu Yu was still stubborn and said: "Don't hold on to that snow-white little guy, it was you who attacked me! It seems reasonable for you to let me go! I didn't lose, you didn't defeat me, we fell together."
"If you don't admit defeat, I won't let go. I didn't directly beat you seriously, but you made excuses, so I won't let go." Zhang Yang said stubbornly.
He also became stubborn. He was afraid of hurting the opponent, so he stopped in time without really attacking. It would be better if the opponent didn't admit defeat, and he didn't even thank him.
Wu Yu's body felt hot, and her cheeks, ears and neck were all flushed. She looked so attractive that Zhang Yang was in a daze.
Wu Yu suddenly felt something pressing against her lower body, and suddenly thought of something. This time she really panicked, and her voice sounded like she was begging for mercy.
He said with shame and anger: "I lost, I lost, please let me go!"
Zhang Yang also noticed his own reaction. He, who was originally shameless, blushed and did not dare to hold the other person again, so he quickly let go.
He said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry!"
"snort!"
Wu Yu quickly stood up, straightened her clothes, and looked at Zhang Yang with eyes that were about to burst into flames. Her little white teeth were clenched, and her pink cheeks were bulging, looking extremely angry, but she also had another cute and beautiful look.
Zhang Yang also stood up, his expression was very calm, as if nothing happened between the two of them, but his heart was actually tumbling. He knew that this matter was getting darker and darker, so it was better not to mention it.
Rongrong also ran back and got into Zhang Yang's arms again.
"Humph!" Wu Yu had a cold face and didn't spare Zhang Yang a glance, but his red face betrayed his cold appearance.
"Ahem..." Yingquan coughed a few more times, and then said coldly: "Okay, remember we are killers, not ordinary people. Some feelings may be best hidden."
"yes!"
"Um!"
Shadow Quan looked at Wu Yu and said: "Wu Yu, your attack is too weak, and your ability to deal with emergencies is too low. You will be punished by running a hundred laps at the sixth team's training ground."
"Yes!" Wu Yu lowered her head and said, squinting at Zhang Yang, her little silver teeth grinding loudly, as if she was going to eat Zhang Yang.
Yingquan continued: "Zhang Yang, you are very powerful. At this stage of warriors, few people can beat you. Commander Lai is right. Your physique is very special and is very suitable for close combat."
"Thank you, instructor, for the compliment!" Zhang Yang said.
"But your combat experience is too poor. You have to understand that you will become a killer, not a good person. It is the most common thing for a killer to jump to the realm to kill. The emphasis is on killing with one blow. You will be attacked three times." Yingquan said again.
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Then, with Yingquan as his heart, a strong murderous aura rushed into Zhang Yang's body. In an instant, Zhang Yang's face turned pale and cold sweat broke out on his head!
He exclaimed in his heart, "It's murderous again!" At this moment, Zhang Yang felt as if he had just escaped from a pile of dead people!
Yingquan said coldly: "Remember these two things. When you fight in the future, don't let anyone attack you. A warrior with a higher level of cultivation than you may kill you with just one strike. Don't let any enemy go, even if you are a peerless one.
A beautiful woman may also kill you. The rest of life is just passing smoke. A killer can only have one heart, and that becomes the intention to kill."
Zhang Yang lowered his head and his eyes were clear. He clenched his fists and felt very unwilling. "Everyone has their own pursuit. I just want to increase my strength. I can't be a dehumanizing killer."
Of course, this was just his heartfelt voice, Zhang Yang did not say it out loud. After what happened with Yinghong, he did not want to be attacked by other people's momentum in vain.
Seeing Zhang Yang's frustration, Wu Yu showed no other expression, perhaps because he heard Yingquan's words.
This time, she had a cold expression again, and the blush on her face had long since faded.
Yingquan said loudly: "Wu Yu goes for a run, Zhang Yang, stay here and watch other people's battles. Don't let me show mercy when I see you fighting again, or you will be severely punished."
"Yes!" Wu Yu responded and began to run towards the edge of the training ground limping. His foot was not seriously injured, but it was slightly sore and numb at the beginning due to Zhang Yang's heavy blow.
And Zhang Yang was not in the mood to think about the two people just now, and carefully observed the others fighting.