Heroic Death System

Afterwards, Rhine's explanation for the tears was: too spicy.

He has no words. He makes porridge dishes. Where does it come from? But there was something wrong with Rhine, who seemed to have forgotten about their relationship, but who was more familiar with his smell than he knew what the man had been through since his “death".

The evening can be arranged to rest in the room next to Rhine. After hours of getting along, he actually kept following the rules without even a hint of intimacy. In the beginning, he thought of himself as an Alpha, but he said so. Now that he's washed himself in his bowl, he's not gonna say anything?

You can lie in bed and feel quietly the message from the next door, if any. At the same time, he responded with his own information pixel.

Neither of them released strong informants, like shallow ripples, entangled in fusion, warm and gentle, soothing lonely souls and taking them to their sweet dreamland.

The next day, you can get up early to prepare breakfast. He's used to doing it himself, even though there's a special chef at the house. He felt that the food he had made would capture Rhine's memory and remind him of their past as soon as possible. Of course, if you can't remember, they can start over.

Stepping, a slight rush of footsteps came from the stairs. Jean-Claude turned around and saw Rhine run down the stairs brazenly and suddenly stopped as he ran to the stairwell, his eyes instantly staring at Jean-Claude standing at the table.

“What's the matter?” Sankoh's gaze swept over him. As a result, Rye's hair was chaotic, the robe was spacious, revealing strong muscles, and black underwear wrapped around important areas to highlight the arrogant shape.

“It's nothing." Rhine walked up to Sankoh and the expression on his face slowed slightly until he completely caught his breath.

“There's a mechanical game at 9: 00 today. Would you like to come with me?” Jean can ask as he lays his vegetables.

“Mm-hmm." Rhine sat in the lead, waiting to eat.

"Dear Major General, before you eat, could you please go back to your room and wash yourself? ”

Even though it hurts someone's image, he can't stand having a pleasant breakfast with a man with a shitty eye.

Rhine seemed to be the only one who realized that he was not looking well and went upstairs silently.

When he reappeared, he became a majestic general.

Ryan starts his meal and can help him order today's news.

The food in the Rhine bowl seemed to fill him naturally.

Lay down your tableware and serve hot drinks.

Rhine picks up the napkin and tells the waiter to pack the table.

The actions of the two men coincide with those of their families who have lived together for a long time.

Rhine naturally also noticed that his familiarity, closeness, trust in the individual… illustrated one thing, their previous relationship was unusual.

“Let's go. ”

The two left the hall and took the car to the sports center where the mechanical races took place.

It feels a little dull and negative about Rhine's attitude to life today, and less enthusiasm from the past, as if nothing else in the world could interest him anymore.

So you can plan on taking a vacation and taking him back to experience the heat and passion.

The arena is boiling with thousands of Alpha and Beta, filled with this message. In this setting, Omega generally rarely steps unless an inhibitor is used and stays in a VIP chamber with an isolation effect. Otherwise, such a strong pheromone is enough to drive them crazy.

You can still book a VIP room as your own officer, there are a dozen games, at least 5 or 6 hours, where you can eat directly at noon.

At the start of the match, the two armors flew out of the tunnel, each demonstrating their gorgeous maneuvering and combat skills.

Rein looked at the staggered battle scene on the big screen, and a blurred memory appeared in his mind... the bugs that came from the crowd, the shadows that stood tall, the wounds of flesh flipping...

“Phil!” Rhine suddenly shouted.

“What?” Turned his head unclearly.

Rhine stared at him and suddenly the madness appeared in his eyes, gradually hiding and restoring calm.

“Go back.” Rhine got up and went outside.

“No more?” Jean-Claude hastily followed.

Rhine paused and reached around his waist before he could hit him.

“Go to the training room and we'll do it ourselves.” In a low voice, a slightly repressed emotion is implicit.

Two people walked out of the VIP room and ran into two people walking out of the next room. One of them is an acquaintance.

Major General Lancelot. ”Zeka performed a military ceremony with a slightly unexpected look on her face.

Behind Zeka stands a young man, about twenty years old, with a clear appearance, a trendy complexion, an eyebrow with still fading □ □, and a few dubious marks under the collar. Despite the use of inhibitors, the residual emotional-desire, like opium-poppy, emits the breath that makes Alpha agitate.

Jean-Claude held her breath and tilted Zeca's eyes. This little flower actually took Omega to the arena to play passion. More importantly, this Omega is not the Ryan he's after.

“Are you guys going out to dinner?” Zeke's warmly invited, “why don't we join him? ”

“No need.” Rhine turned down his cold voice while releasing his informant, isolating that Omega's aura from the senses of Coco.

He walked straight out of the center with Sankoh, crossing the two Zekas.

After boarding the car, you can still recall the scene and face Omega with the emotional-craving informant, even yourself, inevitably a little unsustainable, but Reine seemed unaffected and extremely stable, like an insulator, without hesitation to shield each other.

Jean-Claude remembered that he was “courteous” to himself and assumed that his man wouldn't turn into sex.

If you were someone else, you wouldn't have thought much about it, but for a mobile hormone maker, it's forbidden - it's like a night out in the sky.

So, is there something really wrong with his ability to do something?

It was necessary to cast a deep look at him, “I would never abandon you even if you could never rise again”.

Rhine: “…”

The two men soon arrived at the training camp and entered the training room dedicated to Rhine.

“You pick one?” Rhine lets you choose your battle item at will.

You can swiftly scan it and select "Quick Dodge”.

The so-called racing dodge is running on a moving field, dodging virtual obstacles. Speed is slow and fast, testing a warrior's performance, speed, moving vision, agility, balance, body coordination, and more.

At the end of the countdown to the start of the match, Monk Rhine can start simultaneously and move flexibly to jump in a virtual space filled with obstacles.

As they move faster and faster, there are countless shadows around them, like ghosts, weird and elusive.

“Come on, Major General's training room has activated the competition mode!” Outside the training room, a soldier exclaimed excitedly.

Nearby people immediately came around and applied to the system to watch the game, but in five seconds they were granted permission, because Rhine didn't set it to be hidden, so as long as someone applied, it would pass.

When the screen illuminates, the crowd only sees multiple phantoms, jumping in the obstacles to rapid movement.

“God, it's been over 30 minutes.” Race dodging advances every 5 minutes and regular soldiers last up to 15 minutes.

For over 30 minutes, you can definitely call it a pervert level.

“Who competes with the Major General? Do you want to be such a cow? ”

It was understandable that Rhine had such an accomplishment, but it was incredible that the other guy could match his banner drum.

“Could it be Zeke? ”

“Impossible, he went on a date with a beauty today. ”

“Do we still have such a powerful role in our camp? ”

“Have you forgotten someone? ”

“Who?”

“Major Fillmore. ”

Rhine's eyes sparkled and his flying hair sprinkled with a clear bead of sweat, causing people to boil with heat and blood.

Faster, faster!

His whole life was immersed in the joy-feelings of the competition, the releases of the wary message element, the sweat permeated him, his tight muscles, his strength, like breaking free from the shackles, freedom and exasperation.

At this point, Rhine's pupils suddenly contracted, and the people around him fought back under his pressure, a familiar and tempting flutter of information, instantly igniting his desire, never before happiness - sweeping the whole body.

Rhine suddenly stopped in shape and let the obstacle hit him, with the sound of a systematic declaration of "Challenge Failure”.

Jean-Claude also stopped and raised her damp hair. Her eyes were bright and she shouted excitedly to Rhine: “I won! ”

Rhine did not respond to his cry, drooling his head and standing quietly in the middle of the venue.

He walked over with confusion and asked, “Rhine, you...”

Until the voice goes down, you can feel your whole person wrapped up in each other's information pixels, wired information pixels like a snake, swimming around on him, hot breath, sliding over his skin, along his double-legs, a little bit into his cave-mouth.

Still unconscious of wanting to close the legs together, it still can't stop the invasion of this informer.

Rain raised his head slowly, walking one step closer to Sangquo and staring firmly at him. The two bodies are close together and can almost feel each other's heat.

Rhine lowered his head, pecked his eyes lightly, his nose, his lips... ripped his clasp, pulled his pants down... all the way down...

Still tight, he stared at the man kneeling in front of him and his brain was drowning.

With deeper and deeper contact, strong emotions - the desire to burn both men's intellects out. It is not yet known when to be overwhelmed, that the information elements that would have penetrated the body are replaced by harder, hotter objects, and that severe shocks begin to occur.

Unstoppable low mute moans - groans can be made by men attacking like wild beasts.

The sweat soaked the clothes of two people, and the hot body tangled into each other.

Shanko's top was opened and his pants were thrown aside, with two long, even legs climbing between the waists of Rhine.

The clothes on Rhine are only slightly messy, the look of Sangkok is extremely aggressive, with the rhythm of the waist, each time to the deepest...

“Why did Major General Lancelot suddenly stop?” Outside the training room, the soldiers saw the screen standing still at the end of the match, revealing confusion.

“Probably don't want to compete anymore? ”

“Thirty-nine minutes, already very impressive, I want to know now if it's Fillmore who competes with the Major General. ”

“Me too! ”

“Ibid. ”

Soldiers waited happily outside the training room, and the left and right waiters didn't come out, which was a bit of a nuisance.

“It's been 40 minutes. Why hasn't it come out yet?” The soldiers complained.

Another hour later, the door to the training room remained closed.

Two hours later, after dinner, the soldiers were still quiet.

Three, four hours… until the soldiers lost interest and stopped paying attention.