Heavenly practice

The young man's face turned pale in an instant, Qi Yue and the others couldn't help but feel pity, but they didn't dare to speak to Shen Zhuo.

"I would trade my life for her!"

The boy's eyes were full of tears, but the senior sister became like this because of her, his life is not a pity to die, but the senior sister can't die!

"Tsk, what do I want your life for?"

Shen Zhuo sneered, crossed his legs, leaned in front of the table, held the wine glass in his hand, flaunted it wantonly, and the people at the next table couldn't help looking over.

"I……"

The young man didn't know what to say, his small face was full of panic, and finally he could only say, "Please..."

"What are you begging me for?" Shen Zhuo's smile faded.

This question successfully broke through the young man's psychological defense, and he knelt there blankly, as if he was already stupid.

"I asked you before, you chose to cultivate immortality yourself, and your senior sister is the same. She has been prepared for death since she stepped on the road of immortality, and then took a step back and said, if she dies, she will save her. One, how many people can be accommodated in this vast world of cultivating immortals? There is no cycle of life and death, and the way of heaven is extraordinary..."

"How do you know it's God's will?"

The boy roared angrily, as if he was very unwilling.

There was no smile on Shen Zhuo's face, he looked down at the wine in the glass, and suddenly cursed, "Go to hell..."

Everyone: "..."

Before the young man could say anything, Shen Zhuo had already picked up a jug of wine and headed towards the backyard of the city lord's mansion, "Life and death are fate, you overestimate me, I can't save you..."

The boy was about to tell what he saw that day, but Shen Zhuo had already left.

Qi Yue stepped forward to say a few words of comfort, but the young man wiped away his tears and turned and ran away.

"Alas..." Someone sighed.

"Live and die..."

Su Tianxing suddenly smiled, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, "There is nothing more helpless in the world than the separation of yin and yang... Mr. Long."

Long Xiang was about to look for Shen Zhuo, but it was strange to be stopped suddenly, "What's the matter?"

Su Tianxing raised his wine glass and smiled slightly, "Can we talk?"

Long Xiang's eyes moved slightly, and he replied with many doubts in his heart, "Okay."

So this table of banquets just went away, only a few people from the Xuantong faction were left, Qi Yue raised her head and asked her senior sister, "Senior sister..."

"Move the chopsticks." Bai Ruying didn't move her eyes.

"……Oh."

The bright moon hangs high, the stars are shining brightly, the front of the City Lord's Mansion is very lively, and the backyard is quiet and silent, just like in Yuejin City.

Shen Zhuo actually didn't drink much while holding the flagon. He doesn't drink well at all, so he never drank. You can't control your mouth, if you reveal all your secrets, it will be over.

He didn't forget that there was a perverted voyeur staring at him every day.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhuo raised his head to the sky and smiled, "Chang Ming, you...peeping tom...frigid..."

"Den-"

The jug fell on the wooden bridge in the garden, Shen Zhuo bent down to pick it up in a daze, but the night was blurry, he was a little drunk, he couldn't see clearly, so he had to reach out and feel for it.

He didn't touch the jug, but he touched a piece of smooth fabric. He pinched the piece of fabric suspiciously, and moved up along the fabric. When he stood up, he saw a pair of abyss-like eyes.

The eyes were very close to him, so close that he could see himself and the stars in the sky clearly, so close that he could touch them as long as he moved forward a little.

The icy breath blended with the scorching breath, Shen Zhuo squinted his eyes to identify it and then showed a bewitching smile, he stretched out his hand to touch the handsome and cold face in front of him, and laughed in a low voice.

"Chang Ming..."

The deep voice resounded in the night, like a gentle night wind blowing across the lake surface, causing layers of ripples.

The cold eyes looked at him indifferently, as usual, Shen Zhuo suddenly felt dissatisfied, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the other's neck, "Why...don't you smile?"

The cold eyes finally moved. He looked down at the young man who was already lying on his chest, but he didn't move.

Shen Zhuo had already softened his body, and just lay on the opponent's chest. The black robe with dark silver patterns and the icy fragrance were like floating clouds that never change in the nine heavens, never staying.

"Chang Ming..."

"..."

Shen Zhuo suddenly pulled down the other party's neck, raised his head and kissed him.

His scorching lips seemed to touch a piece of soft ice. The extreme pleasure made him yearn for more, and his wet and hot tongue penetrated into the cold lips.

The man in black's cold eyes, which have never been without waves for thousands of years, dimmed, but he still looked at the half-closed face in front of him quietly.

The young man's handsome face was like a beautiful demon under the moonlight, and holy like a god. At this moment, this demon-like god was holding him tightly in his arms, and his fiery breath was like a prairie fire.

"Um……"

After all, he was a drunk person, Shen Zhuo's breath was a little unsteady, and a silver thread was involved in the corner of his mouth when he left. He curled his lips into a smile, stepped forward to lick the corner of the other person's mouth, and then raised his head and smiled at the indifferent man——

"Come to double cultivation..."

The person who was peeping in a certain corner of the garden was shocked, as expected... as expected!

Qin Huang's eyes were shining brightly, he knew that His Majesty would definitely come to see his wife, but he didn't expect to catch up with the erotic palace!

Since his lord was there, he didn't dare to get too close, and when he was hesitating, he suddenly saw a cyan streamer flying over his head, and Qin Huang was taken aback, Xuanyu?

Turning his head to look reluctantly at the couple picture of His Majesty and his wife, Qin Huang still chased Xuanyu out of the courtyard.

Besides, the two of us who were flirting with each other on the bridge over there, in fact, strictly speaking, only Shen Zhuo was alone, holding on to Chang Ming's clothes, and kept kissing and hugging.

The drunk man had already fallen asleep, but his hands were still holding on to his clothes. Chang Ming quietly looked at the satisfied sleeping face of the man, and the numbness and hotness from just now seemed to remain on his cold lips. touch.

When Shen Zhuo was woken up early the next morning, what he saw was Long Xiang, Qiyue and others with different expressions, and only then did he realize that he had slept on the bridge all night.

His head was still aching, but a scene suddenly appeared in Shen Zhuo's mind, the moonlight was bright, he hugged the man and kissed him reluctantly.

He touched his lips subconsciously, feeling speechless that he also wanted to tease Chang Ming in his dream.

"What did you do last night?" Long Xiang asked indifferently.

Shen Zhuo felt strange, "Naturally I was drunk last night, so I fell asleep at the bridge..."

"What about the clothes?"

Long Xiang's tone was a little cold, "Picked up another one?"

Shen Zhuo looked up, he was holding something tightly in his hand, it was a very familiar black robe with silver stripes, and it was very familiar with the cold fragrance of light body temperature, it pulled him back to the scene of last night at once. that dream.

He looked down, he was wearing something, then this...

"Why are you blushing?!" Long Xiang asked through gritted teeth.

"Cough, is there..."

Shen Zhuo coughed pretending to be calm, "What happened?"

Zhong Ning helped him up, "Brother Xue and Miss Feiyue are back."

"What?" Shen Zhuo was still in a daze, unable to react for a while.

Long Xiang's complexion became even worse when he saw his distraught appearance, "Xuanyu is back!"

After speaking, he shook his hands and left the yard.

Shen Zhuo was stunned for a moment, nodded to show that he understood, and wanted to follow them to leave.

Qi Yue at the side looked at the robe in his hand and asked, "This dress..."

"Hey, I'll just take it." Shen Zhuo took the clothes with a guilty conscience and borrowed a room in the City Lord's Mansion.

However, the matter was more serious than he had imagined. As soon as he stepped into the front hall, he felt two huge vortices of spiritual energy, as if they were going to swallow the entire city. Shen Zhuo was startled, and immediately stopped time. It was dark.

"Fuck..."

He held on to the door frame so as not to fall, complaining in his heart about his poor drinking capacity.

When entering, Xuanyu, who was full of murderous looks, and Su Tianxing, who was gentle and polite, stood facing each other at the door. There was a fuque in the middle, and a circle of people stood around. The city lord burst into tears and snot.

"Tsk..."

Shen Zhuo pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling very tired.