My Heroic Life

Joan lowered his head and mouth, Roland looked at the two people in front of him, and suddenly smiled.

"No, you will not die."

He took the initiative for the first time, holding the two in his arms with one hand, and said seriously:

"Because I am here."

"fool."

"Pretending to be handsome at this time, really..."

The two saints blushed and complained, Joan of Arc's sling fell on the bed, and Marda removed the veil.

The young man looked around and kicked the quilt, recognizing his fate.

War on top, opening.

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The indescribable×18

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Early the next morning, the early morning sun shone into the room on the east side at the end of the hot spring hall, the same warmth, but a different scenery.

At this time, the room was in a mess. Three different kinds of clothing were scattered beside the bed, some chairs had obvious grip marks, and even the bed was a bit collapsed.

Girls, they should be women now, stretching out while retrieving clothes, leaving only the man on the bed looking at the ceiling in a daze.

This night, a lot happened, in short...

A hundred years of aging, without a drop left.

Roland doesn’t know how many times an average person can do it, but it is estimated that it should not be the number 18, and one-to-two is quite difficult. It is still a pair of two heroic spirits, one of which has a natural body... Do you dare to believe it?

As for Joan, after becoming the Witch of the Dragon, her physique has improved a lot, and she can not only defend but also attack.

He tossed them in the middle of the night, and they squeezed him in the second.

No, not a drop.

Roland moved his body for a while, propped up and wanted to get up, but fell back on the bed with a soft arm.

He twitched his cheeks, and looked at the two women who were refreshed and energetic after being moistened by love.

"You take a break first."

"You're very tired, let us have breakfast."

The two women kissed him on the cheek on the left and the right, then walked out of the room, Roland held on to the bed and sighed.

"You have a conscience...what can I eat here?"

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Four

Faced with this situation, what do Europeans eat?Roland couldn't help thinking about it.

I remember it seems to be a brownie, but can this thing be useful?

Because of his Chinese origin, Roland subconsciously felt that he should find some whips, waists, etc., no matter how bad he was, he would also get some leeks. This is really hard work. No wonder I haven't heard of heroic women getting married. All of them are ** Ji.

The man moved slowly and got out of the bed, holding on to the wall and holding his kidney, and started moving towards the door.

After a hundred years, it is finally broken, but why not only does it not feel fully charged, it feels very empty instead?

Even so, the man leaning on the wall straightened up when he entered the dining room.

If you lose, you don't lose the battle. At this time, you have to put on a calm look.

Isn't it eighteen times?Haha, mean!

What scenes have I not seen in so many years?

"Lan, we were the first time last night, it might make you a little tired, but it doesn't matter, we will slowly become more proficient."

With a blushing face, Malda poured a glass of chocolate liquor for Roland, and said apologetically, the youth gradually turned pale after a short pause.

By the way, yesterday was the first night, eighteen times?Do you still want to improve?

Sorry I was wrong, I have never seen this scene.

Roland took a sip of chocolate wine, feeling the sweet and greasy taste in his mouth, but his heart was bitter.

Dragon Whip, how can it be sold?

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The whole breakfast was spent in a sweet atmosphere. It was almost like a newlywed. Roland basically couldn’t use his hands anymore. The left and the right were fed 80% full. The two women enjoyed the sweet moment because They all know that this is the last time to relax.

After stepping out of this house, the three of them will be separated to make follow-up preparations. During this period of time, he and them are only subordinate to each other. Although there is no such rule that subordinates are not allowed to talk to their bosses, they are always In every moment of busyness, neither opportunity nor free will exist.

After the breakfast was over in the reluctance of Joan and Malda, the three of them packed up and set off together. When they walked out of the hot spring hall, Roland looked back at the mansion for a long time, as if he wanted to brand everything in his mind.

"Lan, what are you doing? I'm leaving now."

"If you don't keep up with us, why do you stay in a daze there alone?"

Roland turned his head and smiled amidst the calls of Malda and Joan.

"Well, it's time to leave."

He walked towards the two people in front of the sun.

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Near the front line of the Nine Realms Forest, nearly 400,000 soldiers have been assembled. So many combat personnel are now divided into five parts, each with its own independent camp and commander.

Looking from the sky, five large gathering spots stand on the plain outside the Demon Realm. Vehicles are constantly flowing between each other and the flow of people is endless. The patrol team brings various professional equipment to the detection station near the front line, almost nothing. Continuously detect the movement of the ground.

After the loss of Christmas, the European Union, which suffered a big loss, immediately dispatched various equipment for detecting underground, whether it was scientific side or magic attire, as long as it could come in handy.

No matter how expensive the equipment and how rare the magic attire is, it is only valuable if there are human beings. Nowadays, the frontline has gathered almost all the mysterious powers of the entire country. This is the foundation of this country. Once these apostles go wrong, the whole of Europe The magical realm will get out of control one after another.

Until then, the humans on this land will have to step back and cede the country. Once the mysterious power grows too fast, there is the possibility that humans will be crushed one-sidedly, which is a consequence that no one can bear.

Therefore, in the detection team, the experienced apostles wear obviously unusually precious magic attire around their waists, and the young people hold various scientific instruments in their hands. These are very common scenes.

Underground detection sites are set up in various directions, even those towards Paris. This is to prevent the roots of the World Tree Uktrahir from evading surveillance from afar to the rear. It can only be said that humans have done their best to do everything. Prevention.