Heavenly practice

"I...you haven't answered my question..."

Shen Zhuo moved his lips because of speaking, and put the fingers on his lips into his mouth so as not to die.

"..."

What the hell!

He was so stupid now, this posture was too ambiguous, he couldn't react at once, and just lay on his chest in a daze, with his fingers still in his mouth.

The wet and hot touch of the fingertips also made Chang Ming startled, but he only raised his eyebrows slightly, watching his finger between the two red and tender lips glowing with water...

Looking up, there are a pair of shocked eyes, and there is a ripple in Chang Ming's eyes that have never been turbulent for tens of thousands of years.

He hooked his fingertips and touched a soft, moist and hot object. Like a frightened animal, the object quickly shrank back. At the same time, the person who was pressing on him sat up suddenly, looked at him in shock.

"Why didn't you run away this time?" he asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, he lost Shen Zhuo's figure in front of his eyes, and he was the only one sitting on the black bird, surrounded by the reflected ocean of stars, looking up at all darkness, he seemed to be alone in the huge universe .

beautiful?Such a dead place.

The waves in Chang Ming's eyes disappeared completely, and there was darkness and silence.

When Shen Zhuo sat down in the garden of Zhentianmen, his mind was still dazed. He had a pretty face dripping with blood, and his black silk and black hair fell behind him like a waterfall, enveloping most of his body. He was dressed in a large black robe. Draped messily on the body, a pair of beautiful eyes are full of bewilderment, and the bright red lips are slightly parted, like a demon who has just entered the mortal world.

There was a gasping sound behind him, but Shen Zhuo didn't notice it at all. His mind was full of Chang Ming's face, Chang Ming's emotional eyes, Chang Ming's fingertips, and the indifferent and threatening coldness of the other party. Fragrance, and that sentence——

"Why didn't you escape this time?"

Shen Zhuo was confused by this sentence, he was indeed afraid, because he suddenly realized one thing, a thing he had neglected for a long time, that is, he had forgotten from the very beginning that although Chang Ming was only a practitioner He is a cultivator, but he is also an old monster who has lived for 10,000+ years. Can the other party not see through his little tricks of hooking up? ? ?

"sky……"

He covered his face and let out a cry, and suddenly there was a weak sound behind him.

"Girl, what's the matter with you?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo raised his head expressionlessly, very cold, Ma De, can you say it again?

Standing in front of him was a young man wearing the uniform of a Zhentianmen disciple, sixteen or seventeen years old, with a high crown and hair tied up, looking upright. He looked like a positive young man. Looking at Shen Zhuo sitting on the ground, his cheeks flushed and his eyes flutter.

"Girl, your clothes..."

"Can you say that again?"

"Gu..."

"boom--"

Shen Zhuo picked up the big stone at hand and threw it over.

"..."

The boy moved away with a look of horror, and looked at Shen Zhuo in surprise, "Girl! Why are you doing this!"

"..."

Shen Zhuo turned his head to look around, and began to look for bigger stones.

The boy panicked immediately, took a step back and waved his hands, "Girl!"

"..."

Shen Zhuo picked up a half-foot-long boulder and threw it at it. The boy jumped onto the branch and looked at him in shock, "Why are you so unreasonable, woman!"

Shen Zhuo gave him a middle finger, then raised his hand and brushed his robe, then turned and left gracefully.

The young man was at a loss, not knowing what had happened, but he still cared about the appearance of a beautiful woman out of thin air at the door, so he simply followed Shen Zhuo all the way out of the garden.

It wasn't until he saw the "woman" walking towards Hongyinxuan that he became anxious, he couldn't go in there!

"Stay away, girl!"

Shen Zhuo: "..."

The boy didn't dare to go forward for fear of being hit by a stone, so he stood a foot away and advised, "You can't go there!"

Shen Zhuo became curious, "Why?"

The boy looked serious, "There's a female devil inside."

"..."

Shen Zhuo actually instantly understood who the other party was referring to. She had to say that the Witch is the Witch, she can shine anywhere, and it didn't take long for her to occupy the Zhentianmen's territory. What a talent.

After thinking about it, he raised his head and saw the boy frowning seriously, and the anger in his heart subsided a little, and he waved to him, "Come here."

The boy immediately took a step back subconsciously.

"..."

Shen Zhuo glanced at him, "Is Long Xiang in there?"

"Junior Brother Long Xiang?" The young man showed surprise, "He went to class, the girl recognizes..."

"Are you blind?"

Shen Zhuo interrupted him coolly, pointing to his own face, "Do I look like a woman?"

The boy opened his eyes blankly, "No...otherwise he looks like a man?"

"I……"

Shen Zhuo was so angry that he wanted to do something again, suddenly thought of something, raised his hand to touch his face, looked at the young man, "Is there a mirror?"

Naturally, the young man didn't carry a mirror with him, so he drew his sword and handed it over with the radiant blade, "Here."

Shen Zhuo leaned over to take a look, and suddenly felt a thump in his mind.

There is half a face reflected on the body of the sword, with picturesque eyebrows and smooth skin. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is peerless and charming. It is obviously Shen Zhuo's original facial features, but it seems that it has been meticulously traced, and then it is set off behind him. That long hair that drags the ground is really indistinguishable between male and female, like a fairy of nine days.

Shen Zhuo's eyes turned cold. He thought that his high fever had almost subsided and his power could be controlled, otherwise he would not be able to leave the cloudy sky and fog without authorization, but the current appearance obviously still has power out of control, but the performance is relatively restrained.

So that's what he looked like in the sky and fog?

Shen Zhuo couldn't help thinking of the change in the man's attitude towards him, he couldn't help but feel nervous, Madhe wouldn't treat himself as a woman!

Suddenly he remembered something, and he immediately opened his collar to shine on the sword.

"what!"

The young man with the sword in front of him blushed immediately when he saw the white skin, and looked at him in shock after a while, "Where are you, your breasts?"

Shen Zhuo ignored him, his chest was as clean as jade, the pattern of the ten-direction demon-binding formation had disappeared, only the center of the brows still flickered faintly, it should be Long Xiang's blood that was at work.

"Class? Long Xiang's injury is healed?"

"hurt?"

The boy was taken aback, "What injury?"

"He was injured when he just went up the mountain... Tsk, whose disciple are you?" Shen Zhuo recognized at a glance that the disciple's uniform on his body was the lowest level, presumably he was just getting started.

"At Xia Jiuyuan, worshiping under the Great Elder's sect, I don't know..."

"Forget it, answer my question first."

Shen Zhuo was disturbed and interrupted his words a little anxiously.

The young man was not annoyed, but looked at him with reddish cheeks, "Junior Brother Long Xiang's injury was healed ten days ago."

"and many more!"

Shen Zhuo's eyelids twitched, "Ten days ago? Ten days ago, you knew him?"

Jiu Yuan was also taken aback, "That's natural, at least the younger brother has been in the door for a month, so I naturally know."

a month...

Shen Zhuo's astonishment was beyond words, he had only stayed in the sky and fog for three days at most, how could it be possible that a month had passed?

He suddenly raised his head and looked around, only to find that the trees around Hongyinxuan had withered, their leaves turned yellow, and there were a lot of dead leaves scattered on the ground.

The wind blows, bringing a little bit of coolness.

Shen Zhuo suddenly realized that it was late autumn.

"Gu... young master?"

Jiu Yuan looked at him tentatively, Shen Zhuo looked back at him, "Take me to see Long Xiang."

"Uh... I don't know who the young master is?"

"Long Xiang's uncle."

"……what?"