The moon and stars are sparse.

From time to time, the Jade Account Royal Court hears the howling of snow wolves.

Xu Shi.

Zhao Wujiang and High Priest Linlang, who had been having fun for a whole day and night, finally stopped.

There was no candlelight in the room. The high priest was lying on Zhao Wujiang, breathing slowly and heavily, his beautiful eyes twinkling and silent.

Zhao Wujiang's big hands were unrestrained on the high priest's delicate body, and he was thinking about the problem.

For a long time, he asked the high priest Linlang, what did the leader of the human sect want to do?

The high priest didn't know much about it, and only told Zhao Wujiang that the strength of the leader of the Human Sect should not be underestimated. Even if it was not as good as the Wolf God or the Clay Bodhisattva of Daxia, it was not much weaker.

However, the high priest also told Zhao Wujiang that the Wolf God said that the Taoist leader of the human sect was plotting against the world, and that his heart and mind had long been exhausted and his life was not long, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Of course, this is nothing to be afraid of, especially for the Wolf God.

Zhao Wujiang said with a smile, "You told me all these secrets, is there really nothing wrong with you?"

The high priest said, "It's okay. You, Zhao Wujiang, are half the man I am Linlang."

Zhao Wujiang asked where the other half was, and the high priest blushed and held the other half.

Faced with the naked temptation, Zhao Wujiang couldn't bear it, and he was entangled with the high priest amidst the coquettish cries.

The two of them did not mention too many things, not even the slightest mention of any oaths, interests, or feelings.

Enjoy the happiness and pleasure brought by each other in a tactful manner.

Happiness is short-lived. After two hours, when the time came, the two of them stopped their joy and just hugged each other like glue without speaking.

High Priest Linlang was a little grateful to this man who made her taste good and become a little wild.

She no longer has to stand aloof and treat others coldly all day long. She can indulge as much as she wants in Zhao Wujiang's arms or under him, without thinking about the many disturbing things in the past and future.

And the same is true for Zhao Wujiang.

He and High Priest Linlang were indulging in the sea of ​​desire for dual cultivation, so they no longer had to think about more worries and could only enjoy the pleasure of body and soul.

Both of them are each other's temporary spiritual haven, a place of long-lost tranquility.

High Priest Linlang thought of something in the darkness. There was a layer of mist in her beautiful eyes, and her tone became softer:

"Little man..."

"What a little man, I have a lot, don't you know best? We are all people who know everything..." Zhao Wujiang hugged the high priest's delicate body, and his words seemed to be teasing, but in fact he did not let the high priest continue to speak.

Go down.

The high priest may have had feelings for him. After all, he was the man whom the high priest gave his body to, so there was some emotion at work, not just lust itself.

Moreover, High Priest Linlang had told him some secrets before, and now with this delicate look, he seemed to want to pour out his heart.

He, Zhao Wujiang, did not accept it.

Wang Guhan of Jade Zhang, even though he was grateful to Zhao Wujiang, wanted to tell him some secrets, but he always concealed his words rather than telling them directly.

He was worried that if High Priest Linlang told him some secrets directly, he would suffer an unbearable price.

"Humph, man..." Linlang's eyes flashed and she chuckled.

In fact, she was not only moved by emotion just now, but also moved by compassion. She wanted to tell Zhao Wujiang not to go back and just stay in the grassland. She, Linlang, could protect her man.

In the past two days, not only had her body been captured, but her heart seemed to have been captured as well.

When she was entangled with Zhao Wujiang, she asked about Zhao Wujiang's past, and Zhao Wujiang narrated the past story bit by bit.

Whether it was when he was oblivious to everyone at the beginning, or when he was so high-spirited later on, this man did not deliberately add any words, just like a bystander narrating his life.

Calm and deep, like a whirlpool, it attracted her deeply.

She liked the calmness with which this man talked about the past, and the soft smile in his voice.
Chapter completed!