Heavenly practice

That wedding in the prosperous age came to an end with a bang, and the hearts of the people in Santu were at ease, because their lord was finally married, and the hearts of those in Xujingtian were at ease, because Long Xiang could finally give up, and the hearts of the people in Central Continent were also at ease. Yes, because the demigod Changming finally got married, and there should be no time to come out and destroy the world. They can develop their sect and practice with peace of mind.

And the truth, only the parties know.

On the wedding night in the bridal chamber that day, Shen Zhuo had already changed into a red dress of red gold, and sat in the nine-fold palace in the sky and fog, watching the reactions of the people in the water mirror with interest, and couldn't help complaining.

"Dignified and demigod, to be hated so much, what a failure."

No one responded behind him, but someone gently hugged him into his arms and kissed his hair lightly.

The corners of Shen Zhuo's mouth curled up, he waved away the water mirror, turned around and looked at the silver-haired demigod in front of him, his eyes fell on the same red gold and red dress, "It looks really good-looking and looks good in any color of clothes."

Chang Ming let him caress his collar, bowed his head and kissed his forehead, then kissed the corner of his mouth.

Obviously the other party didn't say anything, but Shen Zhuo felt the other party's grievance inexplicably, so he put his arms around the other party's neck and asked with a smile, "Now can you say what you saw in my mother's dream?"

The demigod lowered his eyes, then slowly raised his head to look into his eyes, "She hopes we can have a baby."

"Pfft...hahaha!"

Shen Zhuo laughed directly, "You were born or I was born?"

Chang Ming looked at him quietly, his deep black eyes were a little purple, Shen Zhuo didn't dare to joke at once, he raised his head and kissed his lips, "Joking and joking, no one will have children, what kind of children will we have? I won't take it again."

"She said she could take it."

"..."

Shen Zhuo really thought it was funny, but his demigod obviously really cared about it, or in other words, as long as it was his own business, he cared about it.

So he didn't dare to be overjoyed, he raised his head and said seriously to his demigod, "Listen, I don't plan to have a child. Before I met you, I didn't want it. After I met you, I didn't want it at all."

"Whatever child you want, you are enough."

"..."

"Aren't you very happy, Lord Demigod?" Shen Zhuo leaned forward and asked with a smirk.

The two were already very close, and Shen Zhuo almost put his whole body into his arms. At this moment, he leaned over and even breathed on Chang Ming's chin.

Delicate eyebrows, smiling face, fair and slender neck submerged into the fiery red wedding dress, you can see the looming collarbone.

Changming's breathing became heavier, and the hands that hugged the person in his arms gradually tightened.

"What did you call me?"

"Master demigod?"

"wrong."

"Chang Ming?"

Shen Zhuo looked at him pretending to be suspicious, until the man's eyes became deeper, then he whispered next to his ear, "Do you want me to call you...Sanggong?"

The arms on the waist were exerted violently, Shen Zhuo's eyes blurred, and the next moment, he was already pressed on the wide Huomu bed. The bed was covered with big red petals sprinkled by Zhou Le, and the fiery red wedding dress Together they set off the bewitching heart of youth.

Chang Ming crouched above him and looked at him silently, his eyes were as deep and deep as the most distant universe.

He reached out and stroked the young man's face, "Why do you want to restore the sea of ​​stars?"

"As I said before, everyone in the world says that you betray me, but in fact... I am forcing you from the beginning to the end."

The smile on Shen Zhuo's face faded, he reached out and hugged Chang Ming's neck, and sighed softly, "I force you to let Long Xiang go, I force you to understand love, and in the end I even force you to give up the entire Yuan clan, and to give up your whole life is to be successful. The immortal's obsession..."

"I'm also afraid, Chang Ming. I'm afraid you will regret it. You gave up so much for me, Shen Zhuo. If you think it's worthless, what should I do? If you want to leave, what should I do to keep you?"

Shen Zhuo laughed lowly, "So I thought, at least give you one thing in return, your hometown, are you satisfied?"

"The only one who can satisfy me is you."

Chang Ming stared fixedly at the person below him, "I will never leave you, never."

Shen Zhuo looked at the eyes in front of him, his nose was sore, "I once thought, if I changed places with you, would I give up everything for you, but I don't know the answer..."

"You don't have to."

Chang Ming's tone interrupted him lightly, but his eyes were as firm as the ancient stars, "I'll go."

"..."

Shen Zhuo nodded fiercely, biting someone's lips with bright eyes, "Come on, have a baby!"

"..."

Putting aside the bitterness of giving birth, in short, Shen Zhuo, who has become a god for a long time, has tasted the pain of backache and back crying calling for father for a long time.

Although he was prepared to spend several years in this bridal chamber, when Shen Zhuo opened his eyes, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him.

The bed was still the same bed, but the room was no longer in the cloud and fog realm. Instead, it was replaced with a room in the half-divine palace. The furnishings had already been rearranged by him before, full of the atmosphere of life.

But now, the dormitory in front of him has completely restored the style it used to have when Chang Ming lived alone, and even a layer of dust has settled in some places, making it look like no one has lived in it for a long time.

Most importantly, what about his demigod? ? ?

Shen Zhuo sat on the bed in a middle coat with a dazed face, "Chang Ming?"

No one answered, and the entire demi-temple seemed to be eerily quiet.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, he was wearing a white robe, but his long hair didn't bother to tie it up, so it just fell loose behind him.

Shen Zhuo got up and walked out of the bedroom, but was shocked by the scene in front of him the next moment.

A corner of the main hall of the entire demi-temple was destroyed, exposing half of the gray sky, and light gray clouds lingered above the demi-temple, presenting a gloomy and ominous omen.

Shen Zhuo's heart was raised, he was a little panicked.

He clenched his fist and pinched himself with his nails. It wasn't a dream or an illusion. Last night he was still celebrating his wedding with Chang Ming. Thousands of people congratulated him. Today, the world changed when he opened his eyes...

"who?"

A sudden yell interrupted his contemplation along with the murderous intent, Shen Zhuo suddenly raised his head, he was really relieved when he saw the person coming.

"Xuanyu, what's going on—"

"Who are you? Who allowed you to enter the demi-temple?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted sharply by the other party.

Shen Zhuo stared in astonishment at Xuan Yu, who was glaring at him. The other party was wearing his pure black outfit, his long hair was half rolled up, but his face had a cold killing intent.

Before he could react, another lazy voice sounded from outside the hall, "The people from the Tiandao League are here again?"

Dressed in blue bird feathers, with a careless smile on his handsome face, the folding fan in his hand is shaking leisurely, and when he sees the people in the hall, his eyes light up immediately.

"Yo, she's a beauty."

"..."

Shen Zhuo stared at Qin Huang with wide eyes, "... Where is your Kunyue?"

"Kunyue?"

The smile on Qin Huang's face deepened, "If you want to see Kunyue, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back alive."

"Oh, I'm afraid you don't have the ability."

Shen Zhuo was anxious and funny in his heart, "Where is your lord? And what's going on with this demi-temple? Why did he go crazy early in the morning? Am I not in the sky and fog?"

After his series of questions, the faces of those two people changed directly.

"My lord? Didn't you let the Tiandao League arrest you?"

Qin Huang looked at him with a half-smile, "However, I have never seen you before. You can enter the demi-temple without a sound, and you know the sky and fog realm. It seems that your status in the Heavenly Dao League should be very high."

"..."

Shen Zhuo finally couldn't take it anymore, what the hell he got married yesterday, today her husband is gone, and the two of them still talk to him as if they don't know him.

He was instantly enraged, and appeared in front of the two of them in an instant, grabbed Qin Huang, and said sinisterly, "I'm asking you where Changming is going, you and I, believe it or not, I'll strangle you to death." Your Kunyue?!"

Qin Huang's pupils constricted for an instant. He had rarely met someone with such quick movements. The person in front of him was at least in the Huanyou Realm!

Xuan Yu was naturally surprised, and immediately took a picture of Shen Zhuo.

Shen Zhuo grabbed Xuanyu's hand with a look of astonishment, furiously, "Xuanyu?!"