Fast time travel tricks to death system

Zhou Ming swaggered into Yushuilou, and it was difficult not to attract attention. He booked an Accord in advance, which was the most luxurious room in Yushuilou.

Gu Moran's position as the leader of the martial arts alliance is also the result of the great help of the leader of the beggar gang. The selection of the leader of the martial arts is held every four years. Gu Moran can be elected as the leader of the martial arts. He, Gu Moran, would not have ascended to this throne so smoothly.

Zhou Ming watched the slim girl singing and dancing in the private room, while picking up the shortbread in front of the table.

The head of the beggar gang has arrived at Yushuilou ahead of schedule, and is waiting for Gu Moran in the private room.

When Gu Moran came here, he accidentally bumped into Xiaoer from Yushuilou, his clothes were soaked, that Xiaoer hurriedly rubbed the cloth on his shoulders against his clothes, Gu Moran frowned, and Xiaoer said: "I'm sorry, sir. , the small one was not on purpose, do you want to prepare a piece of clothing for you?"

Gu Moran saw how he could go to see the boss with his current appearance, so he simply agreed, and the waiter hurriedly led Gu Moran to an accordion. Before Gu Moran could react, the waiter said: "Master, you stay here first. After a while, I'll get you some clothes." After saying that, he closed the door tightly and exited the private room.

Gu Moran glanced left and right, this room does not look like a place to change clothes, and there is a strange smell in this room, the decoration of this Accord is too luxurious, although the Xiaoer just now has no martial arts, but his behavior is too much Weird, he didn't dare to be careless.

Gu Moran moved to the screen with small steps and opened it.

Zhou Ming took a bite of the shortbread, licking the residue at the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, just as Gu Moran opened the screen, Zhou Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Seeing the scene at this time, Gu Moran couldn't help but tighten his heart. Zhou Ming's long hair was tied behind his head by a thin ribbon, and he was lying on his side on the soft bed, pinching the shortbread with his slender fingertips, as if he had noticed his alarm Some dissatisfied raised eyebrows.

Although Gu Moran's heart was touched, he could feel that this young man's skill was far from simple. He put his hand on the hilt of his waist and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhou Ming sat up from the soft bed: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I waited for you."

Gu Moran couldn't understand the meaning of his words: "What's your purpose? You sent the mistress just now?"

Zhou Ming strolled to Gu Moran's side, raised his jaw, and stroked his side face: "It is indeed mine, but my purpose is very simple, it is you."

Gu Moran slapped Zhou Ming's hand away with the hilt of his sword. He had never met anyone who dared to treat him so frivolously in his life, and this boy was the first.

Zhou Ming held Gu Moran's scabbard the moment Gu Moran raised his hand, and turned his hand behind his back. Gu Moran raised his leg and kicked, and the two started fighting in the room.

When Zhou Ming had to resort to cult skills to fight against Gu Moran, Gu Moran's eyes widened: "Are you from a cult?"

"Exactly." Zhou Ming didn't hide anything, he raised the corners of his lips slightly: "I am Zhou Ming, the leader of the cult that you are going to get everyone to punish. Gu Moran, do you think you are satisfied with this surprise?"

Knowing that Zhou Ming is a member of a cult, Gu Moran has no intention of underestimating the enemy, so he clenched the sword in his hand and pointed at Zhou Ming: "So you are Zhou Ming!"

Gu Moran has heard of Zhou Ming's reputation for a long time. He killed the previous leader of the cult at the age of 17 and took the position of leader himself. It has been exactly five years since now. During these five years, Zhou Ming led the disciples of the cult to do all kinds of evil and kill countless people. , the elders of many factions all claimed to crusade against the cult to prove their prestige.

Zhou Ming just stood there and smiled: "If you want to blame, I can only blame you for preferring to walk alone. Your martial arts leader is naturally good, but you are not my opponent."

Gu Moran sneered: "Are you so sure that I'm not your opponent?" He was not able to become the leader of the martial arts alliance by tricks and abductions. If he were to face off against Zhou Ming, it is still unclear who will win.