Heavenly practice

"What did you say?"

Shen Zhuo heard a tremor in his own voice, he took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and asked in a low voice, "You... what do you mean?"

"Everything in the world, only you can approach me."

Every step Chang Ming took was a word, and when he finished speaking, he was already standing a short distance away from Shen Zhuo.

He stretched out his hand to caress Shen Zhuo's face, and slowly lowered his head to kiss.

Shen Zhuo stood there blankly, looking at those eyes full of stars, feeling the cool touch on his lips, he suddenly felt that this scene was full of unreality.

The person in front of him kissing him lightly is Chang Ming, the demigod who has lived alone in the Nine Heavens for thousands of years.

Shen Zhuo's mind went blank, he never knew that he was so innocent, just one kiss made him forget everything.

"you……"

"..."

Chang Ming's cold lips lingered between his lips, and then kissed his eyes.

Shen Zhuo closed his eyes and heard him say, "Stay in the sky and fog forever..."

Shen Zhuo was shocked, pushed Chang Ming away and took a step back.

Chang Ming didn't move, just stood there and looked at him quietly, but Shen Zhuo felt chills in his heart, he could see that there was no wave in those eyes.

He clenched his fists and his heart became cold.

"In the mortal world, this kind of thing is only done to people you like."

Shen Zhuo suppressed his trembling heart, looked into his eyes with burning eyes and asked, "Chang Ming, do you like me?"

Chang Ming didn't answer.

After a moment of silence, Shen Zhuo suddenly laughed, "Then you can't treat me like this, you know?"

"But you kissed me."

"That's because I like you."

Shen Zhuo said it lightly like this, without any hesitation in the past.

A wave appeared in Changming's eyes, he moved his finger, and when he was about to lift it up, he heard Shen Zhuo say something again.

"I don't have to like you either."

"..."

Chang Ming's hand hangs down, his expression is indifferent, "Really."

"Yes."

"Then when did you dislike me?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo secretly bit the flesh on his lips, and said calmly, "Anytime."

Chang Ming stopped talking and just looked at him like that.

"so……"

Shen Zhuo turned his head away, stared blankly at the ground and said, "If you don't like me, don't do that to me in the future."

"..."

There was no sound behind him, Shen Zhuo turned his back to him and said slowly, "Besides, it is impossible for me to stay, no matter who you or Long Xiang finally proves the way, I will leave."

He turned his back to Chang Ming, so he didn't see the deep and cold eyes of the demigod after he said this, and he still said it.

"Whether it is Yuan Clan, Cangsheng, Longxiang, or you, when I created this world, I didn't know that I would bring you such disaster and pain. I have tried my best to change the established destiny, and I will also Almost gave everything for it."

Shen Zhuo paused, then chuckled lightly, "When you prove the Tao, don't hate me any more."

After he finished speaking, he walked forward and touched the enchantment with his hand, "Master Demigod, please send me back to Tiantian Gate after I trouble you."

"..."

There was no sound behind him, Shen Zhuo turned around, but his eyes were dark, and then he fell forward.

However, what he encountered in the next moment was not a flower petal, nor a hard pumice stone, but a cool embrace surrounded by the familiar fragrance.

A cold and soft thing gently fell on his lips, Shen Zhuo had only one thought before losing consciousness, didn't he say don't kiss me casually again.

Chang Ming hugged the person in his arms, put his lips on the other's lips, and then lightly licked the corners of the slightly pursed mouth, slowly prying open Shen Zhuo's teeth with his tongue, kissing and biting lightly, Until Shen Zhuo's lips became more and more bright red.

During the whole process, Chang Ming's expression was unusually calm, and he even quietly watched Shen Zhuo's breathless appearance of being kissed in a drowsy sleep, only those deep black eyes seemed to be filled with many things, making the black more Deep, so deep that it glows purple, like an endless abyss hell.

"……stop."

An old voice suddenly sounded in the quiet and beautiful small world, but Chang Ming acted as if he hadn't heard it at all, and he kissed the lips of the sleeping person in a slow and orderly manner, and the hand stroking the other person's face slowly slid down from the neck to the collarbone. , easily tore off Shen Zhuo's skirt, revealing his white and thin shoulders and half of his chest.

The color of Chang Ming's eyes became darker, his hands slowly moved down on Shen Zhuo's chest, pinched the other's thin waist, and the desire to devour everything burst out from the cold and dark eyes.

If Shen Zhuo sees this look, he must suspect that the demigod in front of him has been pierced.

Feeling the smooth touch of his hands, a trace of bewilderment suddenly appeared in Chang Ming's eyes, and a trace of sourness suddenly appeared in his chest, which calmed him down, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable looking down at the sleeping face in his arms.

He reached out and touched Shen Zhuo's face, then slowly adjusted Shen Zhuo's collar, and then hugged him and placed him on the thick petals under the tree.

Shen Zhuo tilted his head slightly and fell asleep quietly, as if he didn't know anything.

Chang Ming looked at him for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed his forehead before stepping out of the barrier.

"My lord demigod..."

The old voice sounded again, filling the entire cloudy and foggy environment, but it seemed to be the wailing of a dying person who had exhausted all his strength.

Chang Ming's eyes regained their composure, and appeared at the southeast end of the cloudy sky and foggy realm in an instant, stepping into a beautiful sea of ​​stars.

In the distance of the upside-down sky full of stars is a full moon. He stepped into the door of space as soon as he raised his eyes, and stood in the darkness. It was a white-haired old man trapped by chains, his eyes were closed, his face was wrinkled, and he was wearing a simple robe that had been worn out for a long time.

"My lord demigod."

The old man didn't open his eyes, but turned his head slightly to face the person in front of him, "The incarnation of heaven is supreme and cannot be desecrated."

Chang Ming's eyes were cold and calm, and he looked down at him like a high god, and after hearing what he said, he raised his hand and loosened the chains on his body.

"He is already a mortal."

"..."

The old man fell powerlessly to the ground, his gray hair covering his figure.

"Where is the other half of the gods?"

"...what are you going to do?"

The old man's hands trembled slightly, and even with his eyes closed, he couldn't hide his fear.

"You know." Chang Ming replied lightly.

"you can not!"

The old man suddenly straightened up and shouted, "The way of heaven will change, and the world will be in chaos! At that time, all living beings will disappear—"

"Everything in the world belongs to him, and everything in the world is already dead."

"You... Changming, you are going against the sky... bewitching the incarnation of the heaven..."

"Bewitched..."

Chang Ming slowly raised his eyes, "He is mine."

"He is the Son of Heaven—"

Before the old man could finish his words, he was violently lifted up and hit an invisible wall, and spat out violently with a touch of silvery blood.

Changming turned around and left. The surrounding world changed after this step, and he stood on the Zhentian Gate of Qinyang Mountain in Zhongzhou, and Hongyinxuan's room was under his feet.

Long Xiang looked in shock at the black and silver-haired man who suddenly appeared in front of him out of nowhere, and the huge coercion directly pushed him down to his knees.

"you……"

Long Xiang raised his head with all his strength, blood flowed from the corners of his eyes and mouth, and bright red gushed out of his mouth, staining the ground red.

Ringing in the ears, blackening in front of the eyes, even the skin on his body was bleeding from the pressure, Long Xiang fell down violently, before he lost consciousness, he vaguely heard Xuanyu's cry.

The sky above Qinyang Mountain was covered with dark clouds in an instant, and thunder and lightning surged in it, like an image of destroying the world. All the disciples of Zhentianmen looked at the vision of the sky in horror, only Xue Junmi suddenly felt palpitations and ran away quickly I went to Hongyinxuan.

However, what appeared in front of him was a desolation, different from the scene of ruins when Shen Zhuo had a high fever that day, in front of him was a desolation with nothing, except for the bloody man in the center.

Xue Junmi was so frightened for the first time.