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The white flowers lying in the palm of the hand are not small, and even directly cover the man's wide palm. But although the petals were large, they were extremely light and thin, and they were softer than the snow. Changsheng slowly stretched out his hand, and he gently rubbed the flower with his fingertips, the delicate touch of the petals made the smile in his eyes gradually turn into gentleness.

At this moment, the night is deep, and this flower is most compatible with the moonlight, and the white petals are more and more transparent under the hazy moonlight, and you can faintly smell the faint fragrance. Yes, this is an epiphany, a flower that belongs only to the night.

"Haha......" Changsheng took the flower from the general's hand, looked at it and laughed lowly. Jiang Jue just raised his eyes to look at Changsheng, he didn't understand why this kid suddenly smiled so softly, smiled so ...... Confusing.

"You want to know what kind of flower this is? I'm telling you, it's an epiphany. Changsheng played with the wide petals of the epiphany, and glanced at him inadvertently, and the tenderness in his eyes was about to come out. Seeing this scene, Jiang will never even wonder if Changsheng grew up in wine, otherwise why is every look and every smile intoxicating?

“…… Epiphany?" Jiang Jue took the flower that Changsheng suddenly threw back, but his mind was not on the flower anyway.

"There are countless flowers in the three thousand worlds, and the language of flowers is even more innumerable. This flower naturally has a flower language, guess what its flower language is?" Changsheng held his chin in his right hand and looked sideways at Jiang Jue, his white face as white as jade was exceptionally soft in the moonlight.

"I never knew the language of flowers. "I will never know that there are many legends related to flowers in these three thousand worlds, and gradually various special flower languages have appeared. Unfortunately, he was not interested in it, so he didn't know a flower language. No, it doesn't seem to be able to say the same, he only remembers the flower language of one flower, and he remembers that the flower language of the Thunder Flower is "Ash Love". And along with this flower language, there is a saying: "If you are crushed under the thunder, I will turn into ashes and continue to love you." ”

This greasy flower language and greasy love words still came out of the mouth of the black dragon, and the dragon has been chattering since he was able to speak. It said that the little female dragon it liked before was killed by thunder, so he especially liked thunder, and he especially liked the thunder flower with this flower language. But shouldn't this situation be hated by the thunder of the world? Why do you still like to stay in the thunder?

I don't think I can understand the idea of a dragon, and I don't want to understand it at all. And today, he wanted to know what Changsheng was thinking, and he also wanted to know what was so funny about this epiphany's flower language that Changsheng would smile like this.

"The flower language of epiphany is 'the beauty of the moment, the eternity of the moment'. Hahaha!" Changsheng couldn't suppress the smile behind him after speaking, so he had to explain to Jiang Jue while laughing.

He had almost fallen from the flying sword before, and a kind of epiphany that was a flower for this thing fell out of his body. Doesn't this mean that the scene when he fell was "beautiful in an instant, eternal in an instant"?

Jiang Jue finally understood what Changsheng was laughing at, and he reluctantly hooked his thin lips. Changsheng laughed like that, it turned out that he was just laughing at himself, and he laughed so happily at himself, this kid......

"Changsheng, since all flowers have a flower language, what was the flower language of the white flower last time?" Jiang Jue looked at this epiphany, and suddenly remembered the small flower that fell in the inn at the beginning. Now that I think about it, Changsheng's face at that time was not good, could it be that the flower language of the flower was very special?

"......" The flower language of the flower last time was "Love Dou Blossom", 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 he thinks about it, it can't be a coincidence, right? But the word "Love Dou Initial Bloom" can't be used in the man in front of him. So Changsheng didn't think about it anymore, he simply opened the topic as if he hadn't heard it:

"The flower language of this epiphany is really interesting. If I had just planted it, I am afraid that it would have become a 'momentary eternity'. Do you think that a cultivator will fall to his death if he falls from the sky? I won't do this a second time. "Changsheng 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 had been known to the Cultivation Realm because I had fallen to my death from a flying sword, he would probably be so angry that he would have come back to life.

"No, it won't. Ignoring his question and not continuing to ask, his curiosity was not so heavy in the first place. After finishing speaking, he put the epiphany in his sleeve, Changsheng didn't see this scene, he was still thinking about what this man's "won't" meant.

"Are you saying that falling from the air won't kill you, or are you saying that this kind of thing won't happen a second time if I fall?" Changsheng thought for a long time and didn't have an answer, so he couldn't help but ask. Anyway, the journey was long, and they had time to talk slowly. However, Changsheng didn't wait for an answer after all, because Jiang Jue closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

Changsheng couldn't help but sigh with a headache, this man said before that he was not asleep is the greatest miracle of the Three Thousand Worlds, and in the blink of an eye, he fell asleep, how to control the direction of the flying sword after falling asleep?

Thinking of this, Changsheng stretched out his right hand and grabbed the man's sleeve to lead the way for this guy. He hesitated a little before Shin, after all, he didn't want to experience the mysterious feeling of being struck by lightning last time. Fortunately, this time there will be no reaction at all, and he will be led directly, so was it really his delusion last time?

What Changsheng didn't notice was that when he turned his gaze to the sea of clouds in front of him, the man who should have been sleeping lightly opened his eyes slightly, and the tense body under the man's single clothes slowly relaxed.

Jiang Jue naturally heard the question of immortality, and he also knew what he meant by "no". He won't let this son die, and he won't let it happen a second time. It's just that you can never say that kind of words, so you might as well pretend to be asleep.

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"Whew...... If I stay on the flying sword any longer, I doubt that I will ever be able to walk. "Six days later, Changsheng and Jiang Jue finally came to the plane where the Huarong Sect was. The first thing Changsheng did when he stepped out of the teleportation array and jumped off the flying sword was to complain, he hadn't been on a plane for six days and six nights all at once before. Besides, he can still lie down and sleep on the plane, and he can only drink the northwest wind on the flying sword.

"Shouldn't I be glad that Xiu Zhen can beautify his face? Otherwise, when the wind blows down in the seven days, this face will not be able to be seen for a long time, right?" Changsheng raised his hand and patted his pale cheeks, and after many days of hurrying, he also became the same as the general on his side, all of them looked drowsy.

"How can the Huarong Sect be so far away?ahhhhhh Changsheng shook his head violently, his slender fingers running across his thin lips, making a motion of sewing his lips tightly with a needle.

Silently looked away from the sight, the last word of complaint was really not said by Changsheng, if this kid spoke in this tone and voice...... Jiang Jue imagined that scene, and it was not so uncomfortable for a while.