Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

On the arena, the two figures moved extremely quickly, attacking each other back and forth, and the dull impact sounded continuously, which made people's heart skip a beat.

Xu Heng was still standing under the stage, he was standing in the position with the best view, staring at the shining man on the stage.

This place is more noisy and lively than last time, everyone is like a runaway horse, wantonly swaying passion in this combination of bar and arena.

The words that are shouted are also more explicit.

Xu Heng knew that no matter how many eyes were on Cheng Yan, the latter would still give him all the attention.

But if he could calm down knowing these things, then he wouldn't be Xu Heng.

As the voices around him rose higher and higher, the dark thoughts in Xu Heng's heart surged more and more, almost occupying his entire brain.

Xu Heng's hand hanging by his side slowly tightened, and the long-hidden possessive desire slowly overflowed from the eyes staring at Cheng Yan, like ink dripping into clear water, it quickly smudged away, and a piece of Qingming was involved little by little. In the dark abyss.

The twelfth round of the boxing match was getting closer and closer to the climax, and the enthusiasm of everyone in the arena was completely ignited. Even if it was a break, they still had something to say.

On the other side of the VIP room, Peng Shanyi stared closely at the cool and handsome man on the ring, his hands clutching the window sill so hard that his knuckles turned white.

"Why is he okay?"

"Why is he okay..."

"Shanyi, what's the matter?" Peng Heyao patted Peng Shanyi's shoulder, looked suspiciously at the stands, and then at his sister.

"Why is he okay?"

Peng Shanyi didn't seem to be able to hear, and just kept repeating the question.

"Who are you talking about?" There were two people on the ring, and Peng Heyao couldn't tell who he was talking about for a while.

"Shanyi, Shanyi, calm down and drink some water." Peng Heyao helped Peng Shanyi to sit on the sofa, and just poured a glass of water when the figure beside him rushed to the window again.

"Why is he all right?! He's also inside, why is he all right? Didn't you say you won't let everyone go?! Ah!"

Peng Shanyi yelled heart-piercingly while holding the window, his pupils almost popping out of his eye sockets, his face full of ferociousness.

"Why do I have to be tortured all the time, can't eat and can't sleep, and he can punch? What are you kidding?!"

During this period of time, Peng Shanyi lived in extreme pain. Although she left the school of horror, the days after she escaped were even more terrifying.

Everything she encountered in the horror campus is completely worthless compared to what she is experiencing now.

Whether it's day or night, the images that Yi Yao planted in her mind can't help appearing in her mind, and she can't get rid of them.

She couldn't eat anything, and as long as she started to do something, she would be disturbed by those horrible pictures, tormenting her into a shapeless state.

No one in the family understands why she is like this, and there is nowhere to complain about her pain.

She thought that everyone who appeared with her on the horror campus was suffering from unbearable torture just like her.

But tell her now, there are people who survived the horror campus, and that disaster didn't happen to everyone?

Peng Heyao realized something was wrong, frowned and asked, "Has Cheng Yan appeared in your school?"

Of the two people on the field, no matter how you looked at it, only Cheng Yan, who was brought by the Lu family, was suspicious.

Peng Shanyi didn't answer him, but just said to himself like crazy, "Why, why am I so miserable? I have already apologized, I apologize! Brother, I am so painful, I am really good Painful, I close my eyes every day and see Yi Yao's face and those disgusting things, I have obviously apologized, I apologize..."

Peng Heyao grabbed Peng Shanyi's shoulder, trying to calm her down, "Shanyi, what happened, tell brother, okay?"

These days, he has been investigating the reason why his sister suddenly became like this, but there are too many doubts, and Peng Shanyi is unwilling to tell them the specific details, which makes it impossible for him to start.

"Brother, I really know I was wrong. Why doesn't she let me go? Why? I've already apologized!"

Peng Shanyi's face was covered with tears, and she was haggard.

Peng Heyao frowned even more, "Who is she?"

"Why doesn't Yi Yao let me go? Brother, Yi Yao has been following me, what should I do?"

Hearing this name, Peng Heyao immediately grabbed his phone and asked his assistant to investigate.

He turned his gaze to the fierce man in the ring, who was punching to the flesh, his eyes flickered with deep thought.

At this point, the competition on the ring had come to the final round.

Suddenly, Cheng Yan launched a fierce attack, pressing the opponent into a corner, and the fists fell on the opponent one after another, so fast that it was hard to see clearly with the naked eye!

He had made steady progress in the first few rounds, but now he seemed to have had enough, attacking wildly.

The opponent is obviously exhausted, and he seems to have endless strength.

If the perfect combination of skills and strength in the past is a visual feast, then the pure speed now is like watching a martial arts duel, with ruthless moves that take your breath away.

There were cheers everywhere, and everyone's eyes were firmly attracted by the man on the ring.

Cheng Yan paused for a moment. This was an excellent counterattack moment, but the opponent only had time to catch his breath.

In the hazy vision, the man opposite wiped his sweat, then pulled the corners of his lips, and then, a fist quickly approached.

"Bam—"

The ringing in his ears made him suddenly fall into a single noise.

"Woo - Cheng! Cheng! Cheng!"

Cheng's name was shouted again off the court, and it was lingering in this small venue.

The referee started counting down, Cheng Yan stood in the center of the ring, and his eyes fell on Xu Heng accurately.

He grinned and winked at the boy.

His wink ignited Xu Heng's heart and brought the atmosphere to a climax.

"Cheng, win!" The referee raised Cheng Yan's hand and announced the winner.

Cheng Yan stood in the center of the ring loosely, with a relaxed posture as if he was not the one who won the championship.

All the glory was added to his body, but he looked down alone, without any halo, but extremely dazzling.

That radiant and willful appearance made Xu Heng's heart feel hot.

He moved suddenly.

Amidst the sound of cheers and wine glasses colliding, Xu Heng stepped onto the ring to meet everyone's gaze.

Xu Heng's field of vision suddenly became narrow, so narrow that he could only see Cheng Yan's face, and everything outside had nothing to do with him.

He stared into the man's eyes, and suddenly sank into the pool of clear water. It was clear to the bottom, but there was a huge whirlpool hidden, pulling him into a deeper water bottom.

The buds in Xu Heng's heart kept climbing, enveloping his heart, and constantly urging him to get closer to Cheng Yan.

When he kissed Cheng Yan, his constantly noisy heart suddenly settled down, like a walker walking alone in the desert suddenly encounters a clear spring, and his restless heart was replaced by stability.

A steady and powerful heartbeat beats every time.

Cheng Yan is his desert oasis.

The cheers in the stadium suddenly rose to a higher level, as if the ceiling was about to be shattered.

Under the bright incandescent lights, everyone's eyes were on the two people hugging and kissing on the stage.

Candid and sincere.