Heavenly practice

When Shen Zhuo soon woke up, he almost thought that he had put it back on and lay on his big soft Simmons bed, because the soft, warm, and smooth touch under his body surrounded his whole body, and he was so comfortable that he almost didn't want to open his eyes. .

However, he still opened his eyes, because he found that there was a heartbeat on the bed.

He opened his eyes silently, and what he saw was a piece of pure white fluff and a huge fluffy tail, and a gentle and powerful heartbeat was heard beside his ears.

Shen Zhuo was actually relieved, because he felt that waking up in the arms of a monster was better than waking up in the arms of that boy Long Xiang.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart for a moment, this place in Zhongzhou is good, but there are gays everywhere.

"Gee~"

A huge white-haired fox leaned over with its head, and pushed him with its wet nose, before it could stick out its tongue and lick it, Shen Zhuo blocked it with his hand.

"There's no need for this, thank you."

Shen Zhuo stood up from a pile of fluff and fluff, looked up, and found that he was actually by the Wangqing Lake, surrounded by deep vegetation and forests, and looked like he was still in the valley of the Yangluo tribe.

His eyes fell on the figure standing by the lake.

Indeed, he has grown up a lot, at least [-] centimeters tall, with slender and powerful limbs, he looks like a strong adult man, with long hair messily scattered behind his back, and the blue clothes on his body are damaged in many places, but It didn't affect the majestic aura of the person in front of him at all, as if a sharp sword was about to shoot out of the sky.

Shen Zhuo didn't make a sound, because he didn't know what to say, but the other party turned around.

"woke up?"

Boy, no, it was this handsome young man who gave him a bright smile, just like when he first met him ten years ago.

Shen Zhuo was in a trance for a while, but actually he didn't have much idea about the past ten years, because he fell asleep, and when he woke up, he saw nothing about Santu Peak, such as Changming, Xuanyu, Yunyun, Baiyun, etc. The appearances of Li Youxin, even Qianji and others have not changed, which makes him not have much sense of reality for the past ten years.

However, after seeing Long Xiang at this moment, he really realized how long these ten years are, enough for a boy to grow into a youth, enough for a man to age, enough to witness the rise of another generation.

It is also enough for that strong young man to grow into the appearance of the protagonist in his novel.

"Actually I'm not..."

Shen Zhuo tried to explain, but failed, because Long Xiang directly stepped forward and hugged him.

"I miss you so much," he said.

"..."

Shen Zhuo suddenly felt speechless, and let the other party hug him in a chill, and the faint body temperature covered him.

"I failed your expectations, and I'm still possessed."

The young man rubbed his neck, his tone was gentle and low, "But I want to see you so much, I can't contain this crazy mood except being possessed."

Shen Zhuo moved his fingers, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to stroke the other person's hair to comfort him, but stopped.

He shouldn't have meddled in all of this in the first place, let alone Long Xiang's life, it was a mistake.

Long Xiang hugged him into his arms, supported the back of his neck with the other hand, lowered his head to touch his forehead, breath intersected, rubbed the corners of his mouth and lips, half closed his eyes, his face was full of satisfaction smile. ,

"Do you miss me?"

"..."

"Definitely not."

He laughed lowly, "You only have Chang Ming in your heart, and you only love him..."

Shen Zhuo opened his mouth, "I..."

"I'm going crazy, I'm going to be tortured by you, Shen Zhuo..."

He hugged Shen Zhuo tightly, his voice trembling, "Why did you appear in front of me in the first place? If I wasn't your only one, why did you appear in front of me like that..."

Shen Zhuo's heart tightened, he clenched his fist, pushed him away, raised his head and said, "...I'm not Shen Zhuo."

Long Xiang looked at him silently, his deep eyes frightened him.

Shen Zhuo's fingers were trembling, but he still looked at him firmly, and even tried to force a smile, "I was back then..."

"You're lying to me again."

Long Xiang suddenly interrupted him, and indifferently tore off his skirt, exposing the skin on his chest.

Shen Zhuo's pupils shrank.

The piece of skin near the heart seemed to have been burned countless times by flames, scarred, and seemed to have carved some symbols.

"This is left by the fire of Nirvana. It pierced my heart when I watched you die. I died, but I saw you like this."

Long Xiang took a step closer and kissed him lightly on the lips, "I am connected with your fate, I am the only one in the world who knows that you are not dead."

Shen Zhuo froze there unable to think.

He didn't know what went wrong, why would his death affect Long Xiang?Is it because he is the way of heaven, and Long Xiang is the one chosen by the way of heaven?

Why did Tiandao choose such a person?What is the purpose?And why this person?Is it just selected?Or are the two already related?

He didn't know, it was chaos.

The world really wasn't for him.

He knew that this idea was to escape, but he had already died once, and he didn't want to experience that hopeless mood again, as if he was about to lose everything, and everything in the world would no longer be connected to you, and everyone would even kill you soon. Forget, no one knows that there was a person named Shen Zhuo in this world.

He's only in his 20s, he hasn't lived enough, why let him die like this?Just for a man who doesn't belong to me?

He Shen Zhuo was born diligently and grew up carefully, in order to live a good life, not for such a man who doesn't love him, he hasn't even seen the original world carefully.

"..."

He pushed Long Xiang away, looked up at him, his eyes were a little empty, "I really shouldn't show up, including this moment."

He turned around to leave, but was pulled back violently. He struggled so hard that he even forgot to use his spiritual power, and fell backwards clumsily.

Long Xiang fell down after him, put his hand behind his head, and looked at himself with dark eyes like that, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

Shen Zhuo's heart suddenly felt hopeless again, what the hell is he doing?

He looked over the person on his body to the sky above his head, it was a vast expanse of whiteness, and he could only vaguely see a bit of azure blue, dull and gloomy.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and said hoarsely, "Get out of the way."

The person on him didn't move.

Shen Zhuo was furious for a moment, and just about to speak, he suddenly heard another cold voice.

"Let him go."

Shen Zhuo was startled, subconsciously raised his head to look, but he was so crushed by the people on his body that he couldn't even move his hands, he could only see a huge white thing flying towards the source of the sound.

"you……"

"Shh."

Long Xiang smiled at him, his long black hair was scattered and his red eyes looked cold, "Someone will deal with him, we have other things to do."

A chill came over his heart, and Shen Zhuo suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"What do you want to do……"

"..."

Long Xiang didn't answer him, but looked at Wangqing Lake behind him.

Shen Zhuo struggled and turned his head to look over, and found that huge ripples appeared on the vast lake at some point, and a huge black hole appeared in the center of the lake, sucking the water in the lake like a monster's mouth.

But in fact, there is not much water in the lake, and the water level of the lake is gradually rising.

Long Xiang helped him up, Shen Zhuo was about to look back immediately, but was hugged into his arms, and his whole body rushed towards the black hole in the center of the lake.

He glanced back, just in time to see the huge nine-tailed white fox being sent flying, and after landing, it revealed the person in front.

Dressed in black, with long silver hair, his eyes were icy deep purple, like an abyss hiding the power to destroy the world.

Those eyes stared at him, as if wanting to engrave him in his heart.

It was only a moment, Shen Zhuo had already turned his head away.

Long Xiang, who was holding him, let out a muffled snort, and spat sweet blood on his shoulder.

Shen Zhuo's eyes went dark, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

Inheritance is on.