Superstar [comprehension]

"What kind of flower is this?" Jiang Jue spread out his right hand and asked Chang Sheng.This flower probably appeared in the air suddenly just now, and he caught it subconsciously.It's just that Chang Sheng almost fell down at that time, the scene was so thrilling that he forgot about it.

After calming down now, Jiang Jue began to think about the origin of this flower.It stands to reason that Changsheng's spiritual power is running smoothly now, and it shouldn't be lost at the first touch. Then the only explanation is that the kid's spiritual power fluctuated too much after being frightened, so he lost control for a while and lost it again.Jiang never knew flowers, and he didn't know where this kid got so many strange flowers, he just asked casually.

Sitting on the flying sword, Chang Sheng, who managed to stabilize his mind, immediately looked at the reputation, and when he caught a glimpse of the flower in the man's hand, he couldn't help but forget his previous embarrassment, and instead showed a dumbfounding expression.

The white flowers lying in the palm of the hand are not small, and even directly cover the man's wide palm.But even though the petals are big, they are extremely light and thin, more elegant and soft than Feixue.Chang Sheng stretched out his hand slowly, and he gently stroked the flower with his fingertips. The delicate touch of the petals made the smile in his eyes gradually turn gentle.

At this moment, the night is dark, and this flower is most compatible with the moonlight. Under the hazy moonlight, the white petals become more and more translucent, and the faint fragrance can still be smelled.Yes, this is epiphyllum, a flower that belongs only to the night.

"Haha..." Chang Sheng took the flower from Jiang Jue's hand, and laughed softly after looking at it.Jiang Jue just looked up at Chang Sheng, he didn't understand why this kid suddenly smiled so softly, so... confusing.

"You want to know what kind of flower this is? Let me tell you, it's Epiphyllum." Changsheng fiddled with the wide petals of Epiphyllum, casually glanced at Jiang Absolute, and the tenderness in his eyes was ready to come out.Jiang Jue, who saw this scene, even wondered if Changsheng grew up in wine, otherwise why every look and every smile makes people so intoxicated?

"...Epiphyllum?" Jiang Jue took the flower that Chang Sheng suddenly threw back, but his mind was not on the flower anyway.

"There are innumerable flowers in the three thousand worlds, and even more innumerable flower languages. Naturally, this flower also has a flower language. Can you guess what its flower language is?" Chang Sheng looked sideways at Jiang Jue with his chin resting on his right hand. Very soft down.

"I never knew the language of flowers." Jiang Jue knew that there were many legends related to flowers circulating in the three thousand worlds, and gradually various special language of flowers appeared.It's a pity that he is not interested in this, so he doesn't know a flower language.No, it seems that he can't say that, he only remembers the flower language of one kind of flower, and he remembers that the flower language of Thunder Flower is "love of ashes".And there is another sentence circulating with this flower language: "If I am crushed under the thunder, I will turn into ashes and continue to love you."

These crooked flower language and greasy love words were still spoken from the mouth of the black dragon, which has been babbling ever since it was able to speak human words.It said that the little female dragon it liked was killed by lightning, so he especially liked Thunder, and also the Thunder flower with this flower language.However, shouldn't this situation make everyone hate the world?How can you still like to stay in the Thunder?

Jiang Jue thinks he can't understand what a dragon thinks, and he doesn't want to understand at all.But today, he really wanted to know what Changsheng was thinking, and he also wanted to know how funny the epiphyllum's flower language was, so that Changsheng would show such a smile.

"The flower language of epiphyllum is 'the beauty of an instant, the eternity of an instant'. Hahaha!" After Changsheng finished speaking, he couldn't restrain the smile on his face, so he had to explain to Jiangjue while smiling.

Before he almost fell from the flying sword, a kind of epiphyllum fell out of his body, which means this thing.Doesn't this mean that the scene where he fell was "beautiful in an instant, eternal in an instant"? !This flower is obviously mocking him!It must be so, right? !

Jiang Jue finally understood what Chang Sheng was laughing at, and he curled up his thin lips helplessly.Changsheng laughed like that, so he was just laughing at himself, and he can laugh so happily at himself, this kid...

"Changsheng, since all flowers have a flower language, what was the flower language of that white flower last time?" Looking at the epiphyllum, Jiang Jue suddenly remembered the little flower that fell from the inn back then.Thinking about it now, Changsheng's complexion was not very good. Could it be that the flower's language is very special?

"..." The flower language of that flower last time was "the beginning of love", do you think I will tell you!The smile on Changsheng's face froze for a moment. He used to think that the flowers that fell were random, but now that he thinks about it, could it be a coincidence?But the word "first love" can't be used on the man in front of him.So Chang Sheng didn't think about it anymore, he simply changed the topic as if he didn't hear it:

"The flower language of this epiphyllum is really interesting. If I fell down just now, I'm afraid it will really become an 'instantaneous eternity'. Do you think a cultivator will fall to his death if he falls from the sky? I won't do this kind of thing again. It's the second time." Longevity is not a random topic, he really wants to be popular in the three thousand worlds, but he doesn't want to rely on this funny thing to achieve his goal.If I was famous in the cultivation world because I fell to my death from the flying sword, he would probably be so angry that he would come back to life.

"No." Jiang Juejian Changsheng ignored his question and did not continue to ask. His curiosity was not that serious.After Jiang Jue finished speaking, he gathered Epiphyllum in his sleeves, Chang Sheng didn't see this scene, he was still thinking about what this man meant by "no".

"Are you saying that you won't die if you fall from the sky, or are you saying that it won't happen again?" Chang Sheng couldn't help but ask after thinking for a long time without an answer.Anyway, the journey is long, and they have time to chat slowly.However, Changsheng did not wait for an answer after all, because Jiang Jue closed his eyes again and fell into a light sleep.

Changsheng couldn't help sighing with a headache. This man said before that it was the greatest miracle in the Three Thousand Worlds that he didn't fall asleep, but he fell asleep in a blink of an eye. How to control the direction of the flying sword after falling asleep?However, Jiang Jue was quite surprised that he could say so many things today. Since he is the only one left awake, he should concentrate on his journey.

Thinking of this, Chang Sheng stretched out his right hand and grabbed the man's sleeve to guide the guy.Before stretching out, he hesitated a little, after all, he didn't want to experience the mysterious feeling of being struck by lightning last time.Fortunately, the general didn't react at all this time, and just let him lead, so was it really his illusion last time?

What Changsheng didn't realize was that when his eyes turned to the sea of ​​clouds ahead, the man who was supposed to be in a light sleep opened his eyes slightly, and the tense body under the man's single clothes also slowly relaxed.

Jiang Jue naturally heard Changsheng's question, and he also knew what his "no" meant.He will not let this son die, and he will not let this happen a second time.It's just that I can never say such words, so I might as well pretend to be asleep.

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"Huh... If I stay on the flying sword any longer, I doubt if I will be able to walk anymore." Six days later, Changsheng and Jiangjue finally arrived at the plane where Huarongzong was.The first thing Changsheng did when he stepped out of the teleportation array and jumped off the flying sword was to complain. He never sat on a plane for six days and nights before.What's more, he can lie down and sleep on the plane, but on the flying sword, he can only drink the northwest wind.

"Should I be thankful that I can beautify my face through cultivation? Otherwise, after seven days of wind blowing down, I would not be able to see this face long ago, right?" Chang Sheng raised his hand and patted his pale cheeks. The generals beside him were the same, they all looked drowsy.

"How can the Huarong Sect go so far? Ahhh! My face is dry! If my Huarongyue appearance is damaged, can they afford it?!" Another complaint sounded, and the sharp and piercing voice made Jiang Jue's originally half-drooped eyes instantly opened, and he turned his head to look at Chang Sheng in a daze.Changsheng shook his head violently, his slender fingers slid across his thin lips, and made a movement of sewing his lips tightly with a needle.

Jiang Jue looked away silently, the last complaint was really not from Changsheng, if this kid spoke with this tone and voice...Jiang Jue imagined that scene, and he didn't feel so uncomfortable for a while.

"The first two, although I am very grateful to you for helping me block the sun and protect my beautiful face, but you are blocking my way." The tingling voice came from behind Changsheng and Jiangjue again. It was heard that the man who spoke was wearing a big red robe, his face was soft, and there seemed to be lip balm on his lips, making him look extraordinarily alluring.

Uncomfortably, Jiang took two steps back to give way to the other party. This was the first time he gave way to someone.It's not because this man is as beautiful as a fairy, but because he walks with twists and turns, so he will never be afraid that this guy will accidentally sprain his foot and hit him.Looking at Jiang Jue's subtle expression, Chang Sheng laughed unceremoniously.

"The people who come here are basically beauties, and beauties always have a bit of personality." Changsheng comforted Jiang Jue with a half-smile, but what he said was a faint laugh from the man.

"Don't believe me. Open your eyes and take a closer look. This beautiful woman is everywhere. If you fall in love with someone, please let me know. I'll ask for their spirit card number for you. After you get there, you can transfer a large amount of spirit coins over there. Leave a paragraph to express your love for others, maybe this will be done?"

After Changsheng teased General Jue, he didn't get a response for a long time. He looked at General Jue suspiciously, but found that this man was staring at someone.And the person he was looking at... was himself.

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How can such a cute attribute of falling flowers disappear so easily~

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