Heavenly practice

"long……"

As soon as he uttered a word, he heard the sound of something shattering. He looked down and found that the golden chain that had been unresponsive since he stepped into the secret realm had been broken into two halves, and fell with a clang. on the ground.

Shen Zhuo was stunned.

He remembered that he once asked Ning Feiyue what would happen when the catastrophe foreseen by this golden bracelet was inevitable. Ning Feiyue said he didn't know, but now he probably knew.

, is broken directly.

Shen Zhuo bent down to pick up the golden bracelet, but the other hand picked it up ahead of time.

He looked up and saw Chang Ming who was wearing Ying Tianbai's appearance.

He was in a daze because of the golden bracelet, so he just looked at him blankly, "...where have you been?"

"you are sick."

Chang Ming put his hand on his forehead and said in a deep voice.

"yes……"

Only then did Shen Zhuo feel that his head was dizzy, and his whole body began to feel cold again, and he couldn't help frowning again, "There's something wrong here...it's so cold."

Chang Ming hugged his limp body, picked him up, found a corner with a windy wall and put him down, and sent him a little bit of spiritual energy.

Shen Zhuo finally regained his energy, lowered his eyes and smiled, "I said this problem is a bit familiar, it turns out that the divine essence has begun to lose again."

The movement of the person beside him froze.

"It's okay, it's probably due to the restriction of the Huangtian Secret Realm, just go out."

"..."

The two were silent for a moment, then a deep voice suddenly sounded above their heads, "Is it still cold?"

Shen Zhuo slowly opened his eyes, burrowed into his arms, and smiled with the corner of his mouth curled up, "Do you want to keep me warm?"

After a moment of silence, the person holding him suddenly untied his outer robe and directly pulled Shen Zhuo into his arms.

Shen Zhuo pressed against the slightly hot chest, listening to the gentle heartbeat felt like a dream, and couldn't help looking up at someone, "It's like a dream, that Chang Ming is not so gentle and considerate on weekdays, you Was it also influenced by Ying Tianbai?"

Chang Ming looked down at him, then slowly lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, wrapped his lips in his mouth, licked it lightly, and then licked it again, finally the tip of his tongue stuck into his mouth, trembling his burning tongue, Tangled and tangled, ambiguous.

Shen Zhuo was already dizzy, but this will make his whole body go limp, his mind went blank, and when he realized it, he was already under him, but fortunately Chang Ming remembered to protect the back of his head with his hands.

"you……"

Shen Zhuo's face turned red, he panted with his mouth slightly open, and pushed the person on him, "This posture is not right."

Chang Ming stroked his neck and collarbone with his fingers, and looked up at him upon hearing this.

Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows and smiled, and with some strength, he pushed the person on his back, the skirt of his clothes was hooked by Chang Ming's fingers, and most of it slipped down, and he lay on the demigod's chest with Bai Shengsheng's shoulders exposed. In front of him, a head of black hair hangs down, against his picturesque eyebrows, and the charming smile at the corner of his mouth, he is like a seductive fairy.

Chang Ming's eyes instantly deepened, glowing a deep purple.

But the person lying on top of him was still lighting the fire, curling his vermilion thin lips and rubbing his head down next to his ear, "It should be me on top...you know?"

It seems that Changming has not felt such emotions for tens of thousands of years. The blood in his whole body seems to be boiling. There is no Tao, no law, and no destiny in his mind. There is only this face, the owner of this face.

He hugged the person tightly, clasped the person's head, and kissed the sky fiercely, as if he wanted to eat the person into one body.

Seeing his cold or playful face stained with lust, listening to him moaning and panting, Chang Ming felt that for a moment he had even forgotten the tens of thousands of years he had spent in the cloud, sky and fog, and that he was a three-way man. The demigod on the peak...

"Well……"

Shen Zhuo was bitten by him and snorted, his eyes were flushed with water, his lips were red and full, and he pushed him away dissatisfied, "You are against me, my lord demigod..."

"..."

However, the demigod lord had no sense of shame, let alone embarrassment, but directly threw the person down, and ate the tofu in silence, until suddenly there was a breath of air in this space.

Changming's eyes turned cold, and he immediately wrapped Shen Zhuo tightly in his clothes, and looked up at the void, "Several other passages have been opened."

Shen Zhuo felt embarrassed when he heard it. It is not very convenient for him to meet people now, so he pointed to the northwest part of the end of the mural, "Go there!"

Chang Ming didn't ask any more questions, he picked up the man and walked to the northwest corner, and then he passed the mountain wall directly.

Behind the mountain wall is a dimly lit narrow cave. Chang Ming stood there holding him, and Shen Zhuo asked him to put himself down, "Go straight ahead, and you will be able to enter the interior of the secret realm, which is the tomb of Tianhuang."

Chang Ming looked at him without moving.

Shen Zhuo thought he was wondering how he knew, so he couldn't help but smile triumphantly, "I know everything, I'm more powerful than Heaven."

Chang Ming didn't make any waves, silently pulled the man over and hugged him.

Shen Zhuo: "..."

I think you are thinking about this.

He found it quite novel, and said with a smile, "You're so sticky that I'm worried that we're going to part ways."

Changming's footsteps paused, and there was silence in the dark cave. Shen Zhuo looked up and couldn't see his face clearly, so he could only ask, "What's wrong?"

"There is something wrong here, are you willing to accompany me back to Santu Peak?"

"Okay."

He replied so simply that the person holding him fell silent and just carried him forward.

Shen Zhuo thought he was being sullen and offended again, so he smiled and didn't ask any more questions, and suddenly noticed a change in the air around him.

Shen Zhuo frowned, "It's the aftermath of the huge spiritual impact. It seems that those who escaped from the checkpoint fought."

"Are you going?"

"……go."

Shen Zhuo knew in his heart that he didn't like to participate in such mortal affairs, so he frowned and explained, "I won't care about him after I get that opportunity for Long Xiang."

"Heaven Phoenix inheritance?"

"It is not……"

When Shen Zhuo thought of this unique setting, he felt that he was very smart, and deliberately put it off, "You will know when you see it."

In the darkness, Chang Ming's expression could not be seen clearly, but Shen Zhuo was not reconciled, he pulled a lock of his hair and asked, "Why are you not curious?"

"No one is curious, except you."

The deep voice in the darkness made Shen Zhuo's ears warm, and then the corners of his mouth curled up.

The two of them didn't speak any more, the journey was quiet, but Shen Zhuo didn't feel embarrassed at all, instead he was full of joy.

He thought to himself that love is really amazing, and those who have not experienced it will never understand that feeling.

I think he, Shen Zhuo, has been in love three times, and they were all insipid, as long as he thinks it is suitable. After all, life is like this, but those girls are not willing. separate?

like?There are some, at least he doesn't hate each other, and occasionally those girls make him feel cute and appreciate, but that's just a touch, he even quickly forgets the other's face after breaking up, and stays with the other In those days, he even only remembered the plots and characters in his book.

Life is too dull, the people around are too boring, as if there is no color in the world, nothing can arouse his heartbeat, like a black and white painting.

Until he saw that indifferent and handsome man who came out of the Nine Layers Palace.

He never thought that the person he wrote would stand in front of him alive, but when he saw that person, he knew that it was this person, this person.

He once thought about whether Chang Ming became the person he liked, or he created Chang Ming according to his own hobbies.

But no matter what, fortunately, this person was finally by his side.

"Big?"

"..."

"Big?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo opened his eyes abruptly.