The Law of Hunting a Wife Chapter 48: Old Bear Run

Qiqi felt a little headache when she saw the brown-haired boy waiting outside the arena gate from a distance.

Since the life and death battle, Ling Yue and the others have officially become her nominal guardian beasts, and have the right to freely enter and leave the Saintess' Church. From then on, except when they had to go back to the nursery after nine o'clock in the evening, they hung around her all the time: at dawn, this Tu Jin would wait for her arrival at the door of the small arena, and soon the item would not Chen will appear behind her...

Qiqi turned around and saw that tall figure following leisurely.

Sighing, she knew that Ling Yue should be busy making breakfast in the big kitchen of her residence...

They have a very clear division of labor, right? ! fall! One was guarding the end point, the other was returning to the starting point, and the other was following the whole process! Sister can't run away anymore, so there's no need to keep an eye on people like this, right? !

"Qiqi! You're here!" When the boy saw her figure, he immediately jumped up and waved, his smile reaching to his ears.

I don’t know since when, these three have been familiar with omitting the word "adult" after her name. Although Qiqi felt that just calling her by name was a bit too affectionate, she herself didn't like "adults" coming and going all day long. There is nothing you can do when communicating with others. You have to respect local customs. However, it is a bit too troublesome to address people you often come into contact with by this way. After thinking about it, they just saved it. There is no need to add suffixes when calling friends.

"Morning, Tu Jin." Qiqi also waved to him, then put away the smile on his face, turned around and said to Xiang Buchen behind him: "Morning, Xiang Buchen."

My sister’s prime minister is capable of running a boat. These days, although this strange and eccentric Xiang Buchen is still taciturn, his overall behavior is quite normal and he no longer stares at her with that annoying look. He no longer suddenly grabbed her hand and refused to let go. After all, we are now companions. We can’t see each other even if we look up and don’t look down. So I will put aside my past grudges generously and say hello to you.

Xiang Buchen didn’t expect that Yang Qiqi, who had ignored him for more than ten days, would take the initiative to say hello today. He hesitated for a moment and stared at her with eyes as deep as the abyss for a while, then raised an evil look at the corner of his lips. Awe-inspiring smile.

Are you sick? !

Yang Qiqi rolled her eyes at the villain in her heart and decided to ignore him.

Take Zheng Shou's hand and walk to the door, facing a black crystal screen on the doorpost. A red light shot out from the black crystal screen. After scanning her from forehead to chin, a mechanical voice sounded: "Identity confirmed, R003 fully enclosed arena is activated."

Two heavy doors slid open to both sides, and the dark interior was instantly brightly lit, revealing the empty field and the silent stands surrounding it in front of them.

After the life-and-death competition, Hall Master Mu Youzhi and the female monarch Yuan Xiangchi found her and had a private chat together, asking her not to teach martial arts to others casually. It is said that her situation has attracted the attention of the Red Order Saintess Church, and a special envoy will be sent down to protect her. Was even the Red Order Holy Maiden Church alarmed? Her hand was a bit exposed. He actually sent someone to protect him? It is conceivable that the empire attaches great importance to her martial arts skills displayed in the life and death competition.

No matter what the purpose or reason is, it has to be said that Hancheng Saintess Church is absolutely generous to Yang Qiqi. This small closed arena was set up for her exclusive use. Unless she brought someone in, not even Mu Youzhi could enter.

Qiqi and Zheng Shou stepped in first, followed by Tu Jin who was happy, and Xiang Buchen followed unhurriedly at the end. As soon as he entered, the door immediately slid shut.

In the past few days, due to their different training routines and focuses, several people first ran around the venue for a few laps and then dispersed to do their own business.

Needless to say, Zheng Shou naturally continued to practice his "Dragon Subduing Palm"; Tu Jin and Xiang Buchen practiced some introductory kicking and boxing techniques; Qiqi practiced the Yang Family After punching, the rest of the time was spent working hard to practice the wood-type superpower technique.

Today was no exception. After Qiqi ran around the field for two laps and felt that her physical fitness had reached its limit, she stopped and walked for a while. Looking at the three animals running so fast on the field, she was filled with envy, jealousy and hatred: Sister When this little body grows up, it won't be so weak and violent.

"Qiqi, Qiqi..." Tu Jin ran past her, slowed down, backed up and called her name with a silly smile on his face.

A red light flashed and a small whirlwind blew.

Yang Qiqi patted her homemade trousers with pride: Fortunately, I made the trousers myself, otherwise I would have been embarrassed like the first day.

Ahem, speaking of that day, Xiang Buchen also ran so fast. When he ran past her, the little whirlwind blew up her short skirt. (This perverted queen only had a short skirt in her uniform. It’s not that I don’t want to change, it’s that I don’t have any pants at all!) revealing her **** covering her little panty. By the time she felt a chill in her lower body and wanted to cover her skirt, it was already too late. She only heard two "dong dong" sounds behind her. Zheng Shou and Tu Jin, who were running behind her, had already fallen to the ground with nosebleeds...

It’s hard to look back on the past, and I feel the urge to vomit blood every time I think about it.

Speaking of which, now that this one is by her side, he won’t be thinking about those good things again, right?

The veins on Yang Qiqi's forehead bulged. In an instant, he looked at the red light on the field with admiration and said, "Wow! Xiang Buchen is so awesome, he runs so fast."

Female beasts really like powerful male beasts!

Look, look! Qi Qi originally ignored Xiang Buchen, but now she has such a favorable impression of him! Isn’t it just about running fast? ...Of course I can't beat him, but I won't be too slow either.

"Qiqi, I'm also very fast. You watch, and I'll run to show you."

The innocent boy Tu Jin was fooled by Qiqi into going for a run.

Looking at Tu Jin, who was trying his best to catch up with Xiang Buchen, Qiqi?(^w^)?: Burn, youth! Burn it, little universe!

"Qiqi," this time it was Zheng Shou who came up from behind. He squatted down in front of her, turned around and said with a smile: "Qiqi, I run faster. Come up, I will lead you." I will run with you. You will know that the beast you chose is great."

"I want to chase the two in front, can you do that too?"

"Okay~ Why not?!" Lao Xiong hated the word "no" the most. ~IndoMTL.com~ Qiqi smiled and threw herself on his broad back, wrapping her arms around his neck and spreading her legs around his waist - it was much thicker than Nian Jimo's! However, the solid texture is awesome! This is the standard of a strong back and a strong waist!

"Boys! Clean your little anus, your Grandpa Bear is here!" With the beauty on his back, the old bear roared, kicked his legs to the ground, and shot forward like an arrow. Behind him, two footprints sank into the ground.

Qiqio__o"...: Akari, what do you mean by this?! Are you going to offend someone by asking them to clean their chrysanthemums?! Even if you really have this idea, don't take me to watch? I don't Interest in this area...

When the two in front heard Zheng Shou's roar, their speed was indeed faster.

As a result, on the sixth lap, Zheng Shou brought Qiqi to Tu Jin's "chrysanthemum". But, that but... Before that, Xiang Buchen had been raped by Xiang Buchen many times, almost twice and three times~

Let us mourn Zheng Shou's "chrysanthemum" together...()