The Heavenly Court is holding a party, that is, the boring immortals, find an excuse to get together and have fun and lively.

As gods in the sky, there is no May Day, no 11th, and no Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter, Valentine's Day. They don't have mobile phones, tablets, and no xbox, Internet, or karaoke.

Are they also mentally demanding? Occasionally, they also need to gather together to drink some wine, enjoy singing and dancing, listen to jokes, fight for landlords, find a tree hole to utter the leader’s complaints, it’s as vulgar as a mortal.

As one of the planners and organizers of this event, Chang Wujue should patrol all over the venue (wearing a duty armband) to ensure that there is no drunkenness and disgrace to the fairy world.

But as he walked, his legs suddenly became weak and his eyes turned black. He fell to the ground and was unconscious, causing a small commotion and onlooker.

At this time, Chen Liang, the son of the Emperor of Heaven, came over in time.

The people who fainted by Chang Wuxian said, "He probably drank too much, so I'll take him to rest for a while, everyone will continue."

Chen Liang is a "***" in the Heavenly Court, and he is also a young man who is safe and reliable in his work. Everyone is relieved.

When he was helping him, Chen Liang took a pulse for him. He felt that his true qi was chaotic and his pulse was weak, and he knew it in his heart.

After waiting for a long time, he woke up slowly and saw that the son of the Emperor of Heaven was staring at him seriously.

He wanted to get up with guilt, but his limbs were sore and weak, and he fell down again.

Chen Liang asked lightly: "Why do you practice 'Tongdagong' secretly?"

"No, no!"

"I still say no? Look at you, your complexion is sallow, your eyes are black, and your Yintang is black. If you hadn't practiced 'Tongda Gong' secretly, how could it be like this?"

I know I can't deceive you, so I'm silent forever.

He knew that Chen Liang and Zhu Huayu had no doubts about childhood sweethearts, and Chen Liang liked her for a long time.

I must not say that I practice this skill to perceive Zhu Huayu! Otherwise, wouldn’t I ask for trouble? Maybe Chen Liang would use his power to wear it for his little shoes.

But is it wrong for me to like Zhu Huayu? Who said that Chen Liang can like her? If I have low spiritual power, I can’t like her? Is it necessary to rely on my identity to like someone?

Seeing Chang Wujue's silent appearance, Chen Liang's tone was gentler: "The Heavenly Court prohibited the practice of Tongmaigong, which is also for each of us. The internal strength and soul are limited, so why do you need to boil yourself until the lamp is gone and the oil is dry?"

Chang Wujue kept nodding and saying yes. Otherwise, what could he say?

Chen Liang suddenly asked, "Do you care about a woman?"

Chang Wujue went down the donkey: "Yes. Can I still like men?"

Chen Liang also found that his question was inaccurate and smiled apologetically.

Because of being born with facial paralysis, the so-called smile is just a gentle pull on the corner of your mouth.

Chen Liang was handsome, and his lips were radiant, making him look even more plain and gray, and his face was ashamed of himself.

It looked like chatting, or talking to myself: "I fell in love with a goddess, but I didn't dare to confess to her, so I had to silently sense her breath."

In the heavenly court, there are more than a hundred and a thousand gods. Chen Liang would never have thought that the person who never forgets forever is like himself.

It is allowed that gods and immortals have a good impression of each other and even get married.

Chen Liang undoubtedly thought this excuse was very reasonable and expressed his understanding: "I won't ask who that person is. However, I advise you to communicate in person if you have something to do. Don't practice this kind of prohibited internal skills anymore, as it is easy to get possessed. This time I will keep it secret for you."

Chang Wujue quickly struggled to get up and salute: "Thank you, Brother Chen Liang!"

"polite."

Seeing his unsteady steps, Chen Liang reminded him again: "I am staring at the banquet, so you can go back and rest first."

Chang Wujue thanked him again, then returned to his residence, collapsed on the couch and couldn't get up, and his internal strength was almost exhausted.

He was originally drowsy, but when he saw Zhu Huayu's wonderful outline in his sleep, he suddenly became energetic.

What is the beauty doing now? It feels like thousands of ants are crawling in the heart, it’s so itchy. I want to feel the beauty’s breath, even if it’s only a trace!

Without self-control is the most terrible thing. Knowing that it is wrong, but when desire comes, you can't control yourself.

Chang Wujue got up and meditated again.

Put your hands on your orchid fingers on your legs, and use your skills silently. The true energy starts from the lower dantian and reaches the perineum point.

Next, instead of following the routine of ordinary internal strength, the tailbone was opened along the Du meridian of the spine, it was completely messed up and spread directly to the internal organs like an explosion.

Chang Wujue only felt the fire in the Dantian, and boiled Liangshen soup.

Originally, these two were good signs of opening up the meridians, but his fire and soup were not like others, but were so hot that it made it difficult for him to breathe.

This is a sign of being obsessed with devils.

But Chang Wujue couldn't care so much. He was eager to feel a little bit of Zhu Huayu's breath, and he felt like he was addicted to it.

If the spiritual power is profound enough, after using "Tongdagong", a clear picture will appear in front of you, and you can even see Zhu Huayu's every move and hear every word she says. It is roughly a combination of virtual camera virtual eavesdroppers.

But Chang Wujue's spiritual power is low, and his internal power is about to be exhausted, so he can only barely feel Zhu Huayu there in a vague sense. It's like looking at the figure inside through thick frosted glass, and there is no sound, which is like scratching the itch through the shoe.

But even so, Chang Wujue was extremely excited.

If it weren't for meditation, he would scream with excitement.

However, even such vague images still become more and more ethereal and farther away.

In fact, every time he practiced the forbidden exercises, he would tell himself that he would never secretly use "Tongdagong" again next time, which would be bad for his health. But he just couldn't help it.

Zhu Huayu was like a spell with fatal attraction, sucking him firmly.

I have no thoughts and look at the world and the world is deserted. In the first five hundred years and the next five hundred years, I am afraid there will be no such beauty in the world. What can I do to get her? As long as I can get her, I can do whatever I can and pay any price!

Finally, Chang Wujue fell to the ground again and was unconscious...

After just talking to Chang Wujue, Chen Liang naturally remembered Zhu Huayu. What is the junior sister doing now? How great would it be if she could feel her every moment!

However, Chen Liang, as the son of the Emperor of Heaven and a senior law enforcement officer of the Heavenly Court, naturally would not know what to do. He could think of other ways.

For example, find an excuse to visit her in the mortal world.

"Father, the king of Shanhai Kingdom will hold a Fengshan ceremony soon. My son wants to go to Yunrong Mountain to inform the mountain ghost of this matter so that he can prepare early. I wonder what the father wants?"

The Emperor of Heaven, who was sitting upright, ordered him to retreat left and right.

When only the father and son were left in the hall, Emperor Tian changed his majestic appearance just now, approached his son and raised his eyebrows.

"Boy, who are you lying to? I am you, how can I not know the little abacus you have in your mind? Do you miss your little blessing?"

Chen Liang was extremely embarrassed: "This...father Mingjian."

The Emperor of Heaven smiled sly: "Tell me honestly for your father. I called her back for trial last time. In fact, it was to give you two young people a chance to meet and whisper, for fear that my honest lovesickness will be a disaster."

Who said that Emperor Tian didn’t laugh? He was just serious in front of others, and there was nothing to be cool with his son.

So, in fact, everyone can pretend, but the purpose, degree, and method are different.

"Thank you, Father, for your compassion!"

"She, you are good at everything. As a father, you just don't like you. You are too serious. There are no outsiders at the moment. What are you doing with big gifts after big gifts? Are you not tired? You can't relax, be more casual, are you like your father and me?"

As the Emperor of Heaven said, he leaned toward the chair and a Ge You who was like a fake change came.

I don’t know why, but he never did this when there is an outsider, even though he thought he was a casual leader in his bones. As long as an outsider appeared, he would return to a state of sitting upright in one second.

"Yes, my son obeys the order!"

"Tsk tsk," Emperor Tian waved his hand and thrust him out in disgust. "It's gone, this is another big gift!"

Chen Liang didn't know what to say for a moment.

Emperor Tiandi: "A man cannot be compatible with him without any obsession, because he has no deep affection; a man cannot be compatible with him without flaws, because he has no true energy. As a father, you would rather be an interesting person who often makes small mistakes than you want you to be a perfect person, but always stable and boring person. He is too cautious and has no personality. Now he pays attention to personality in everything, and even sells a product with personalized customization. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

This time, Chen Jing did not give any more gifts, but his expression was still serious.

The Emperor of Heaven nodded helplessly and shook his head: "There are so many beautiful girls in the heavenly court. Why do you think that girl Xiao Zhu is good? It's because she is interesting. She has a weird little head and many ideas.

"I remember one time, when I met her outside the hall, she actually slammed me and gave me eighteen brain teasers! I said that I handled major issues all day long and my brain was easy to be funny, so I had to be knocked and beaten frequently. Do you think she is fun?"

"Have you done this kind of thing in the junior sister?"

"Oh, it's so important to be interesting anyway. Do you know? The beautiful skin is the same, and the interesting soul is one in a million. As gods, we have a long nose for life. If we always stay with boring people, say boring words, and do boring things, wouldn't it be boring to die? So, I support you to pursue that little blessing. She will definitely make your life rich and colorful and interesting."

This is the first time between father and son, discussing their son’s emotional issues openly and openly.
Chapter completed!