Attunement into fine rules

It's true that Wei Yuan couldn't finish this table of food, but it wouldn't be a waste.

There is no such thing as waste in the heavens, and the immortal food that can't be eaten can be poured into the void return well, and it will be dispersed into the immortal spirit again, and will be reassembled into other food or utensils in the future.

"It's a bit of a waste to waste this excuse." Wei Yuan looked at Cang Wu, who was chewing mutton, and said slowly.

"Really? But I can't think of a better one at the moment." Cang Wu seemed to be a bit distressed to answer, and scooped up another bowl of soup for himself.

"Actually, you don't need to make any excuses." Wei Yuan suddenly lowered his voice, "As you said, this is your residence, and you can do whatever you want."

"So, you don't mind?" Cang Wu said while drinking the soup.

"Do I mind if it's useful? Are you sick?!" Wei Yuan finally couldn't help it, picked up the teacup and slammed it on the table heavily, making a crisp sound.

Of course he minds.

They lived together for more than 300 years before, and he spent all his heart and soul, but in the end it ended in a tragic end, which is unbearable to look back on.

Now the Emperor of Heaven clearly has no feelings for him, and they plan to keep him in captivity until the end to get the immortal bone, keep a certain distance from each other, respect each other as a guest, so as to leave some dignity in the end.

Getting closer for no reason like this will only embarrass him.

Cang Wu put down the soup cup and thought to himself, it turns out that my illness is already so obvious.

The widow has a disease, and the widow is lustful.

"You don't want me to come here, so that's all." Cang Wu, being the emperor of heaven, was reprimanded by Wei Yuan, but his face did not show any anger or embarrassment.

I saw him stand up calmly and turn to leave.

Wei Yuan stared at Cangwu's tall and tall figure, thinking that after ten thousand years had passed, the Emperor of Heaven became more and more profound and unfathomable.

There was no mood swing at all, and it was impossible to guess what was going on in his heart.

After all, it won't be the old love, Wei Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly, lowered his eyes, picked up the chopsticks and started to eat the dinner.

After dinner, Wei Yuan leaned on the bed and spread out the chessboard, picked up black and white jade pieces, and played against himself.

The two puppets silently cleared away the dishes, and then left without a sound. The whole room could only hear the black and white chess pieces knocking off the board, and there was a light tapping sound.

The puppets left the dormitory and walked back and forth to Xujing through a corridor, but saw a tall figure in black clothes and gold ornaments blocking them.

They seem to have been pressed by some mechanism, and they stopped in the twilight of night.

The sound of the porcelain bowl colliding with the dinner plate was short and clear, and the bony left hand picked up a bowl on the dinner plate.

This bowl was used by Wei Yuan, and it was made of thin and transparent white bone china. Although Wei Yuan's meals were always clean and there were no rice grains, there were inevitably some vegetable stains inside.

Immediately afterwards, Cang Wu picked up the flat rice spoon with his right hand, scooped up two spoonfuls of soft and steaming rice, and put them into the bowl.

He picked up Wei Yuan's used chopsticks, and slowly ate up the rest of the meal like this.

After Cang Wu finished eating, he put the bowls and chopsticks back on the plate, and then the two puppets bowed towards him and walked away.

After finishing the meal, Cang Wu let out a sigh of relief, a slightly satisfied expression appeared on his usually calm and solemn face.

However, there seemed to be a hole in the bottom of my heart that was bigger and deeper, empty and bottomless, and I desperately clamored to fill it up as soon as possible. ?

He hid his figure and returned to the bedroom, only to see Wei Yuan playing chess under the light.

On the chessboard, black and white chess are fighting indistinguishably, like black and white dragons, devouring each other and twisting each other, it is difficult to distinguish the strong from the weak.

It's no wonder, after all, he is playing with himself.

Cang Wu still watched chess at first, but gradually he could no longer focus on fighting on the chessboard, and instead looked at Wei Yuan's hand holding the chess.

The bones of that hand were slender and elegant, and with sunspots in it, it looked more and more flawless.

Back then at the Kunlun Ice Lake, he often played chess with Xiaoxuan, and every time Xiaoxuan asked him to play with more than a dozen pieces, he couldn't win.Thinking about cashing out the lottery he lost at night, he was so angry and ashamed that he overturned the chessboard, at this time Xiaoxuan would come over and coax him with a smile.

The hand back then was bigger and stronger, but other than that it was the same.

The current him should meet Xiaoxuan in chess, but Xiaoxuan doesn't want to see him, let alone talk with each other peacefully.

Wei Yuan's game took a long time, and in the end black narrowly won by half the goal.

Seeing that the moon was almost in the sky, Wei Yuan asked the puppet to bring hot water to wash up, then turned off the lights and went to bed and fell asleep.

The sleeping hall was plunged into darkness, only a few rays of moonlight fell on Ba Bu's bed through the green screen window.

Cang Wu watched Wei Yuan toss and turn on the bed for a while, then slowly fell asleep, his breathing gradually became even and long.

He silently moved to the side of the bed, a soft light leaked from the bottom of his sleeves, and entered Wei Yuan's seal, making Wei Yuan sleep more and more deeply.

Stretching out his hand to caress Wei Yuan's cheek, the icy silky touch seemed to cling to his palm.

I couldn't help trembling slightly, the big hole in my heart was screaming crazily——

Not enough, not enough, how can it be like this? !

Cang Wu leaned down, lightly licked the petal-like red lips, and after a few licks, he pried open Wei Yuan's teeth, and sucked the tip of Wei Yuan's tongue greedily.

With the sound of ripping silk, the thin pajamas were torn apart.

The hickeys spread from the neck to the whole body like burns left by the flames.

Wei Yuan seemed to be aware of it, frowned deeply in his sleep, and made a slight sound from his throat from time to time, but he still couldn't wake up.

……

Recently, Wei Yuan wondered whether he was dissatisfied with his desires, why would he have that kind of dream every night?

At first, he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, his body was full. He ate well and took good care of himself. There was no hidden disease in that area. It was a normal thing.

However, I have been here every night for more than a month. Even if I am young, is it too frequent?

And the dream was so real, except that he couldn't see the other person's face, it was exactly the same as what he experienced personally.

Recalling the hot breath of the other party, and the madness of wanting to rub himself into his body, if it wasn't for the clothes still neatly dressed after waking up, and no traces could be seen on his body, Wei Yuan almost thought it had happened for real. .

It's just that this kind of thing can't be said to outsiders, and it can only be hidden in the heart.

This day Wei Lang came to see him again, and when he saw him, he excitedly said: "My lord, I can take you out today."

"Did something happen?" Wei Yuan asked.

"That's right." Wei Lang replied, "We won the battle of the Seven Frontier Killers. The demon generals escorted over have already been interrogated, and today they will be executed in public. Everyone can go and watch."

Wei Yuan thought to himself, so that's the case. After the victory, it is natural to publicize it to boost the morale of the army. This is something that the heavens have always encouraged.

At this moment, a tall figure silently appeared beside Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan raised his eyes and saw the Heavenly Emperor standing quietly in black clothes and gold ornaments, wearing twelve straps on his head.

Wei Yuan hadn't seen the Emperor of Heaven for more than a month since the dinner broke up that day.

Although it is a good thing not to meet each other, but the Emperor of Heaven holds a lot of power, and Wei Yuan doesn't know what his current temperament and thoughts are, so it is unavoidable to be a little nervous when we see each other again.

"Why are you here?" Wei Lang asked with hostility in his eyes.

"I need to be executed." The Heavenly Emperor replied grandly, with a solemn face, "So I want to go together."

After speaking, he pulled Wei Yuan's wrist, as if pulling his own belongings, and walked straight towards the gate of Qiankun Palace.

Wei Lang trembled with anger, clenched his fists and stood up, but was stopped by Wei Yuan's gaze.

Yes, with such a disparity in strength and status, what's the use of making a fuss?

Seeing that Wei Lang was far away, Wei Yuan said: "Your Majesty, please let go, I will go by myself."

The Emperor of Heaven glanced at Wei Yuan upon hearing the words, but did not let go, and dragged Wei Yuan out of the palace gate to a golden chariot.

This golden chariot is shaped like a boat, its body is inlaid with jewels and jewels, shining brightly in the sun, with a large throne on it, and in front of it are nine shrunken green dragons with their teeth and claws, and around their necks are ropes that pull the golden chariot.

Seeing that the Emperor of Heaven wanted to pull himself onto the golden chariot, Wei Yuan hurriedly said: "This is His Majesty's imperial chariot, if I ride with you, I'm afraid it will be rude."

"It's not like that, I'll still be with Wei Lang..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled onto the golden chariot and sat side by side with the Emperor of Heaven.

"Etiquette?" The Heavenly Emperor's voice was indifferent and solemn, "People are relatively equal, and it is necessary to pay attention to etiquette when it comes to distinguishing between superiors and inferiors."

"I pay attention to etiquette, do you deserve it?"

Wei Yuan thought for a while, he was really not worthy.

Can you talk about etiquette with ants, flies and insects?

Can you talk about etiquette with cats, dogs and birds?

The distance between mortals and gods is not just the gap between humans and ants?

"Then His Majesty doesn't care, what do other immortals think of His Majesty?"

Nine blue dragons soared into the sky, and the golden chariot steadily rose into the sky. Immortal clouds and spiritual mist filled the sky, and the wind from the sky blew Wei Yuan's black hair hanging from his shoulders from time to time.

"I don't care." The Heavenly Emperor replied after glancing at him.

Ten thousand years ago, he actually cared.

But for the past 1 years, as long as he doesn't cause trouble and shake the foundation of the world, he really doesn't care what others think of him or think of him.

The answer was simple, rude and direct, Wei Yuan took a deep breath, and could only swallow the words of remonstrance later on.

Wei Yuan used to call the wind and call the rain in the mortal world, and he used to fight all over the city. The tactics of the city government have always been good, but every time he made a move against the Emperor of Heaven, it was like punching into the empty space.

Probably because the Emperor of Heaven has lived for too long, after all, he no longer looks like a normal person, and his mind cannot be speculated with common sense.

Wei Yuan didn't speak, and the Emperor of Heaven didn't say anything when he sat beside him. The two of them came to the Demon Execution Field in silence all the way.

Zhanxiantai is a place to punish criminal immortals, and Demon Execution Field is a place to kill demons.

In terms of difference, after all, the heavens are more tolerant towards fallen immortals. The immortal platform only cuts the immortal body, not the soul, and there is a chance to reincarnate and start all over again.

As for the Demon Execution Field, once the execution is executed, both the body and soul will be destroyed in extreme pain, and will truly disappear in the world from then on.

The Emperor of Heaven led Wei Yuan off the golden chariot, came to the chief supervisor and sat down, patted the seat next to him, and signaled Wei Yuan to sit down together.

The Demon Execution Field was already full of immortals watching the punishment. Seeing this situation, countless eyes cast their gazes on the throne where the Heavenly Emperor was. Among them were envy, jealousy, surprise, anger, and suspicion.

Wei Yuan felt that at this moment, he was like a large focusing light.