Heavenly practice

"Chang Ming and I have too strong spiritual senses. We must have been careless on the night of our wedding. The intercourse of our spiritual senses reversed reincarnation, and we ended up going to another Central Continent in parallel time and space."

Shen Zhuo was overjoyed, "Fortunately, there is this firewood as a mark, otherwise it would have been a waste of effort."

Zhou Le licked his melon seeds and listened in amazement, "Dude, you're really cheating, you can even meet parallel time and space."

"Ha ha."

Shen Zhuo sneered twice, "If you don't confess again, I will send you to parallel time and space right now."

Zhou Le shrunk subconsciously, feeling guilty, "I...I confessed everything I should confess, it's really gone, really!"

Shen Zhuo stared at him gloomyly, "If I get married, I will castrate you."

"..."

Zhou Le clamped his legs silently, "I don't think those things will affect Lord Demigod's feelings for you."

Shen Zhuo was also silent for a while.

Can he not know what Zhou Le knows?He knew the character of his demigod very well, he was not someone who would get angry and jealous at all, because whether his demigod was angry or jealous, he would directly press him on the bed and fuck him for a year, and then he would be fine.

It's kind of cruel to think about it, but it's true.

But this time something was clearly wrong.

"He doesn't touch me very much recently." Shen Zhuo sighed resentfully.

"..."

Zhou Le looked at him with a complicated expression, "Dude, even though I know you're bent, it's still the bottom one, but can you not be so...then..."

Shen Zhuo was expressionless, "literally."

Zhou Le breathed a sigh of relief, "For a moment, I thought we were best friends."

Shen Zhuo: "..."

Zhou Le coughed, "Why don't you communicate with him? After all, you two don't have a marriage certificate, so let's talk about it... I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"Get out."

"……Oh."

Zhou Le remembered in the middle of the roll, "By the way, I wanted to tell you before, I want to go back and see Lu Lin, you can take me back when you have time."

Shen Zhuo nodded, "Wait for two days, I'll deal with Changming's affairs first, anyway, I can control the time there."

"Sure, I'm not in a hurry for the next two days. The main thing is that I'll be sprinkled with dog food by the two of you here every day, and I'll be sprinkled with a sword by Qin Huang when I go out. It's disgusting."

"..."

Hearing what he said, Shen Zhuo suddenly felt that he was quite lucky, at least Chang Ming didn't become a sword, and he wasn't unrequited love either.

Thinking of this, he felt a lot more refreshed, and immediately left the demi-temple and went to the cloudy sky and foggy realm.

Recently, his family's demigods often run there, staying for most of the day, and don't know what they are doing.

As soon as he passed by, he saw Xiaoxuan hovering at the entrance of the cloud, sky and fog, unable to enter, looking very at a loss, he couldn't help frowning.

"He won't let you in?"

"cracking."

Shen Zhuo clicked his tongue, and felt a little irritable in his heart. This irritability was accompanied by uncertain panic. He felt that he and Chang Ming had already reached this point. There should be no problems at all, but he didn't expect a sudden incident, which made the other party weird stand up.

He is not afraid of misunderstanding, or even blood, he is only afraid that the other party will not say anything.

Before he was really with Chang Ming, he could guess what the other party was thinking, but now he couldn't guess at all.

He is the other owner of the Yuntianwu Realm, so there is no obstacle for him to enter.

The cloud-sky-fog environment has completely changed its appearance, full of vitality, even almost like a real world. When he entered, the sky was full of morning glow, and the jade steps were shrouded in light clouds and mist, and the flowers growing on the pumice stones were still stained with dew.

Chang Ming was standing on that huge pumice stone, even the petals of the Liumeng tree could not fall on him, they were all covered by him, which meant that he was in a bad mood.

Shen Zhuo sighed, and walked behind him, "Xiaoxuan is pitiful because you shut him up outside."

Chang Ming turned around and glanced at him before looking away, but Shen Zhuo turned his voice cold, "Look at me."

Chang Ming hadn't heard him speak in such a cold voice for a long time, and he didn't look away for a moment, just looking at him like that.

Most of the anger in Shen Zhuo's heart disappeared immediately, leaving only helplessness, and said softly, "What are you angry about, can you tell me?"

Chang Ming's lips moved, and he said slowly, "I was never angry."

"Is that jealousy?"

Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "Are you jealous of Long Xiang?"

Chang Ming was silent for a moment, "Sorry."

Shen Zhuo took a deep breath. Although he understood jealousy, he always felt that there shouldn't be such a problem between him and Chang Ming.

Well, he has also been jealous, and even lost his life because of jealousy, but that is because they have not been together, and now they have been married and become Taoist couples, if Changming is still jealous like this, that is No trust in him anymore.

Shen Zhuo was a little angry.

Speaking of which, it has been a few days since he came back from another world, and he has coaxed the other party for several days, but the other party has no response, even Shen Zhuo is a little angry.

Speaking of which, the two of them have been together for thousands of years, but in the end, something went wrong with this marriage. After a while, they quarreled. Is this f*cking marriage really the grave of love?

The more Shen Zhuo thought about it, the more angry he became, and he snorted coldly, "Okay, I can't help you if you really think so, but if I were really with Long Xiang, he would definitely not doubt me like this, because he knows that I am not the kind of half-hearted person .”

Chang Ming was indeed stimulated by his words, and looked up at him, his eyes were deep and cold.

Shen Zhuo wasn't afraid, instead he turned around and was about to leave, "Zhou Le said he wanted to go home, so I'll give him a ride and stay with my mother for two days..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was hugged from behind.

The warm embrace, with a faint cold fragrance, the generous embrace, Shen Zhuo's heart softened again, so he had no choice but to hang his neck and not turn his head to look at someone.

The other party hugged him and didn't speak, Shen Zhuo was anxious and angry, and finally laughed.

"Don't worry, I'll be back, I'm just relaxing, I won't elope."

He stretched out his hand to push away the person behind him, and turned to look at him.

Chang Ming looked at him with a sullen face, "You are deliberately angry with me."

Shen Zhuo snorted, but didn't speak.

Chang Ming held his hand, rubbed his fingertips lightly, "Have you ever thought that the ending you wrote is not the final ending."

Shen Zhuo frowned, "What do you mean?"

"The demigod Changming from another world is dead."

"..."

Shen Zhuo felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if being torn apart, he was at a loss, "What?"

"The moment I came back from another Central Continent, I felt that he was dead."

Changming's voice was faint, and it didn't sound like he was talking about himself, "The one who ascends is the immortal immortal, otherwise he is just a mortal, and mortals will die one day."

Shen Zhuo understood what he meant, "You will not die."

Chang Ming seemed not to have heard this sentence, and continued to speak flatly, "If after I die, you will definitely meet someone else, I don't want you to be alone, but I don't want to give you up to others , even though I am no longer alive at that time, I do not want to."

Shen Zhuo's heart was heavy, but he asked in a cold voice, "Do you think that if I haven't changed the ending, you will still die?"

Chang Ming didn't return to him, but hugged him, "I saw it, that dark and untouched world."

"You...have been thinking about this recently?"

Shen Zhuo's heart was in a mess, and he looked at him complicatedly and lovingly, "Chang Ming, you are an immortal demigod, are you... are you afraid of death?"

The person holding him didn't speak, apparently acquiescing.

Shen Zhuo couldn't help smiling, helplessly, "You really..."