The appearance of time travel is different

The old hasn't faded.

"Ah...Brother Moran, slow down...ah..." "Mengmeng is great, Mengmeng can do it."

Although it was Mengmeng's first time, but her strength was there, she didn't faint even though her whole body was weak.

Kissing and bonding, the night was long, Gong Moran held his beloved in his arms, no amount of it would be enough.Both of them tasted lust for the first time, they enjoyed it while being greedy, they spent the whole night in such passion and desire.

Mengmeng was tired after all, she fell into a deep sleep as soon as she stopped.Gong Moran hugged Mengmeng, with a gentle smile, the two of them were naked, their legs were intertwined, and there was no distance between them from now on.

"Mengmeng, I love you." Pressing a kiss on Mengmeng's forehead, Gong Moran said softly.

Holding your lover in your arms, time is not moving forward, and troubles are gone.People in the world pursue different things, such as fame, wealth, power, strength, and beauty. Gong Moran's lifelong pursuit is in his arms, embracing his lover.

Spoiler, Hierarch

The Blood Moon Sect, once feared by people, is full of blood and filth, where the law of the jungle is the same.Bu Polong didn't know who his parents were. He had lived in the Blood Moon Sect since he was sensible, and the leader was not his father. He and a group of children were just picked up to raise, maybe it wasn't picking up, but another means.

No matter how innocent a child grows up in such an environment, it is impossible for him to remain pure.Bu Polong started killing at the age of five, because if he doesn't kill, he will be killed. Conspiracy and viciousness, what he can't learn to throw away is life.He keeps an eye on everyone, he doesn't trust or rely on them, the friends of the day before may fight today, and the winner lives.

Bu Polong never shows mercy or mercy, there is nothing to blame, the reality is like this.It wasn't until Bu Polong was ten years old that he discovered that some people would disappear for no reason, and they disappeared without taking part in the battle.Aware of this, Bu Polong began to pay attention. He observed everyone. It wasn't that no one noticed that someone disappeared for no reason, but he didn't care. Wouldn't it be better to have one less person fighting for the chance of survival?

This group of people has no names, only a code name, and the code name of Bupolong is Wu, Wu, which means nothing.Now that he has paid attention to the matter of the disappearing people, he has always had the feeling that he can only live if he finds the reason.Discovering that Twelve secretly left in the middle of the night, Bupolong followed immediately. Twelve was three years older than Bupo. Their code names were not calculated by strength and age, but by the order in which they entered the Blood Moon Sect.Twelve is a delicate-looking boy, at first glance one would think it is a girl, slender and beautiful.

Following Twelve, Bu Polong became more and more frightened as he drifted away. This direction leads to the bedroom of the leader.The number of people patrolling on the road increased, but no one stopped Twelve. Bu Polong frowned for the first time, and if he followed, not only would he be discovered, but his life might be in danger.While hesitating, Twelve gradually walked away, and Bu Polong wanted to continue following, but he was not capable enough.

Seeing Twelve go farther and farther, Bu Po Long felt unwilling, at this moment, Bu Po Long felt that he was pushed by someone, and his body was exposed in front of everyone.Feeling bad, Bu Polong racked his brains and couldn't think of any solution. Looking around, he found that the patrolling people didn't seem to see him, and continued to move forward.

Something is wrong, but at the moment there is no need to think too much, Bu Polong runs towards the direction where Twelve left, he must know what happened, who knows if he will be the next person who disappears without a sound.Running along the way, everyone did their own thing as if they didn't exist.Everything was very strange, Bu Po Long chased Twelve and followed him neither far nor near, and then he saw Twelve enter the teacher's room.

Bu Polong approached, the door of the leader's room was wide open, and he didn't care about being seen.Walking to the door, Bu Polong thought about thousands of possibilities, but he didn't expect the situation to be like this, the leader was naked and pressed a young man, not Twelve, and his panting and groaning reverberated in the room, what a beautiful scene.

Of course Bupolong knew what he was doing with the matter in front of him. Many people in the sect were like this, and there were quite a few people who had sex in public.

"Ah—" A shrill scream pulled back Bupolong's mind, and the scene that followed made Bupolong tremble unconsciously.The person who was still lingering one moment, but the next moment was so miserable. I saw the leader cut Twelve's throat in a copulating position, from the throat all the way down, tearing the skin of Twelve's chest, blood flowed With it, it dripped to the ground.

Bupolong's back felt cold, he felt that Twelve was not dead yet, and was still breathing weakly.The leader let out a strange laugh, and his lower body twitched a few times. Twelve shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually became skinny. Even so, Twelve still had a few breaths left.Bu Po Long has always been a joy to others, he doesn't like to drag people around, and when he thinks of how many people have disappeared, Bu Po Long feels chills in his heart.

This is the Blood Moon Sect, no one will uphold justice, all fists speak, as long as there is strength, everything is normal.Bupolong backed away and left here slowly, his mind was confused and his mind was extraordinarily clear.He didn't know if it was the leader who was staring at him, but he could be sure that someone did something to make people invisible to him, and it was obvious that it was on him. What was the purpose of that person doing this?Bu Polong had to think.

Going back the same way, he came to a place where many people were patrolling. Bu Polong stopped and did not move forward, because there was a voice in his mind.

"Boy, you have a lot of guts, make a deal with me." The voice was gloomy and old, as if it came from the ground.

Bu Polong tried his best to keep calm, it was this person who was playing tricks on him. "What deal?"

"I am the previous leader of the Blood Moon Sect, and I have not been locked in the seven-storied pagoda for a while. As long as you win the position of leader and let me out, I will protect your life during this period." The gloomy voice is extremely seductive, how good transactions, power and life can be owned.

"Really? If I let you out, you won't be killed, right?" Bu Polong said happily.

"Of course, I keep my word." As he spoke, his voice gradually disappeared.

Back to his room quickly, Bu Polong drank several cups of tea in a row, at the age of ten, he will always remember what happened to him when he was ten.A former leader and a current leader, do you want to find a way out in this crack? The seven-storied pagoda is said to be a treasure inherited by the leaders of the past, so it is currently in the hands of the leader?

After that, Bupolong not only competed and killed people as usual, but also obtained certain spells from the former leader.Bu Polong pretended to worship and trust the former leader, so that the former leader became less wary of him. After all, he is still a child, isn't he?With his own hard work and talent, coupled with the teachings of the previous leader, Bu Polong advanced to the level of Lingjun at the age of 15, and there are only a handful of people in the entire continent who can do this.The previous leader was very satisfied with Bupolong's talent, but Bupolong himself was not satisfied, such strength could not stand against the current leader.

When Bu Polong advanced to the rank of Lingjun, the entire Blood Moon Sect was in an uproar. Such a genius, usually doesn't show much limelight.The leader was overjoyed, Xuan Bupolong served the bed, everyone in the church is the leader's pet, no one can resist, because resistance means death.Bu Polong was disgusted from the bottom of his heart, and the picture he saw when he was ten years old flashed through his mind again. Will he not die if he obediently sleeps?Only life would be worse than death.He didn't forget Twelve's lingering appearance, his inhuman breathing, that would be better than a happy death.

This is the second time I came to the teacher's room. At that time, the ten-year-old child raised his body, refined his face, and stood silently. It was a black scroll, bleak, and extremely alluring.The leader squinted his eyes and couldn't see Polong. He admired Bupolong's ruthlessness and beauty, and he was a pet that aroused his a little interest.

"Come here." The corner of the leader's lips curled up slightly, and he smiled evilly. On his rough face, there were a pair of eyes full of desire, staring straight at Bupolong. His favorite thing is to play with pets.

Silently walked forward, Bu Polong's expression remained unchanged, he couldn't flatter this devilish man, he could only think about how to seriously injure him.The leader looked at Bupolong who was walking in front of him, and licked his lips. Good boy, the leader will pamper him well and let him know what it means to be in love with death.

Pulling through Bupolong, the leader pressed him under him, bent down and gnawed on his neck.Bu Polong's body was stiff and he didn't speak, his eyes were open and he was thinking deeply.The leader couldn't wait to separate Bupolong's legs, his body rubbed against Bupolong's, desire and animality filled the leader's eyes.

Bupolong stretched out his hand to caress the leader's chest, and the leader smiled lewdly, letting Bupolong's fingers touch his chest. "What a devil's little goblin, she's so lewd despite her appearance."

Smiling, Bu Polong showed a smile for the first time, like the seduction of a devil, making the leader slightly taken aback.At this moment, Bu Polong pierced the leader's heart with the spirit-absorbing sword. The spirit-absorbing sword could absorb spiritual power infinitely. If stabbed by it, the spiritual power would leak out like a tide until he was disabled.

After a hit, Bu Polong backed away immediately, watching the leader's distorted face with cold eyes, only this blow might not be able to defeat him.As if responding to Bu Polong's thoughts, after a short period of pain, the leader actually used his spiritual power to push the spirit-absorbing sword out of his body bit by bit.Bu Polong frowned, if this goes on, he will die.

Running spiritual power, Bu Polong launched an attack on the leader. Unfortunately, the two people's realms are too different. Bupolong just advanced to the rank of Lingjun, and the leader has been a spiritual saint for many years. He was defeated after only a few rounds. .

The leader pinched Bupolong's neck with his hands full of hostility, "I'm not small, but unfortunately my strength is not high. Mayfly shakes the tree, and I'm overestimated. Don't worry, I won't let you die. The price of this sword will come from you." Take it easy."

Strength... If you don't break the cough, if you don't have enough strength, your life will be in danger at any time.