Changsheng didn't look up at the high platform, nor did he look back at the audience who were amazed, he just thought about what the models on the earth looked like when they walked the catwalk, and tried to reproduce them.

I saw Changsheng walking calmly with his eyes ahead, and his style was very different from the casual movement of the previous fitter's strolling purpose. He did not show an exaggerated smile of pleasure and enjoyment, nor did he try to show his unparalleled handsomeness, his gaze never left the dim night ahead, and his straight back set off his cold and lonely height.

The audience admired his catwalk, and slowly saw a little bit of the way, and the words of praise suddenly overflowed like no money.

"Look at his posture and pace!"

He walks as if with a rhythm, noble, atmospheric, and calm. ”

"That's true. When I saw this, I remembered the calm elegance of the gentleman when he stroked the piano, which was really wonderful. ”

"This song came out because of him, and it is also the most compatible with him, and I think he definitely has a bright future. ”

Changsheng thought that he would be touted, but he didn't expect that these cultivators would go out of their way to praise people. However, he didn't blush with shyness, he just wanted these people to talk less and reward more spirit coins. Whether it is the piano music that these people hear, or the avenue of flowers they see, it is all maintained by spirit coins. He is now spending money like water, and he doesn't know if the remaining spirit coins can last until the end of this catwalk.

Speaking of which, when he was practicing the "Classical Sound Technique", he thought that this exercise could simulate the sound of all things, so could it simulate the music played by other musical instruments on the earth? He originally wanted to save this skill for the late stage to be handsome, but today he didn't have to. He wanted to rely on this novel song and the path of flowers paved with purple petals to attract the attention of the people at the peak, so that he could proceed with his next plan.

Although he can't avoid putting on women's clothes, he will never let himself become the laughing stock of the small world.

Jiang Jue, who was leaning in the corner, seemed to feel the fluctuating mood under Changsheng's cold face, and he glanced at Changsheng thoughtfully. Jiang knew that Changsheng would amaze the audience, after all, this kid's tricks were not much ordinary, but he didn't expect Changsheng to be so attractive when he was serious.

Today's immortality has gone away from the casual smile, and the long-suppressed insolence and indifference are revealed. He seems to have been born to be noticed by the world, even if he casually raises his eyes. It's just that he never knows how Changsheng is going to deal with that piece of women's clothes, and he doesn't believe that Changsheng will break his arrogance and be willing to compromise, because this kid has always hated to suffer.

"He is the only one who can make an ordinary catwalk like this. Jing Yuanrou on the high platform played with the fan in her hand and couldn't help but praise softly. It was rare that Hu Linyuan on her side did not deny it, because he really didn't expect Changsheng to be able to do this. If he had known that he had such a ability to shock everyone, he would have used generous conditions to cooperate with Changsheng from the beginning, instead of trying to wear down Changsheng's sharpness.

"Go and burn the women's clothes. Hu Linyuan watched Changsheng's first show with a calm face, and when Changsheng walked into the main hall to change into the second set of clothes, he did not hesitate to instruct the sect deacon behind him. Changsheng's future is broader than he imagined, so it seems that Changsheng also has capital arrogance, and there is really no need for him to be bad with him for this.

"But now everyone present has heard that he is going to change four sets of clothes today, and he has even changed into a second set of clothes and walked out, wouldn't it be too ...... for me to burn the women's clothes at this time" The deacon looked hesitant, he shouldn't have changed the rules according to Hu Linyuan's wishes before. Well, now, if Changsheng really ended the catwalk after only changing three sets of clothes, the audience below who were waiting to watch the show would definitely be very dissatisfied. They will not target the handsome immortals, nor will they target the powerful Huarong Sect, but will only target themselves, a small sect deacon.

“…… I understand. The deacon was still a little embarrassed, but when he caught a glimpse of Hu Linyuan's gloomy gaze, he instantly changed his mind and agreed. He didn't want to anger his own young sect master, he couldn't afford to provoke the other party at all. After the deacon finished speaking, he looked down at the scene below, at this time the other fitting people had already finished the catwalk, and only Changsheng was still walking calmly on the peak, but none of the spectators left, but they were even more fascinated.

The petals flying in the air had turned pure black, and the carpet of black petals slowly covered the previous purple carpet. The night breeze blew, and the two petals gradually blended together, and there seemed to be a unique purple and black brilliance flowing between the petals. Seeing this beautiful scenery, the deacon could also understand why his young sect master suddenly changed his mind. Because after today, Immortal will definitely quickly spread all over the small world.

"This son is now about to go back to the hall to change into a third set of clothes, and everyone's eyes fall on the closed door, and I can't go directly. But he must have dragged it until the end, and when he came out with a third outfit, I went in and burned it. After analyzing the situation, the deacon said to Hu Linyuan, he had even figured out how to explain the situation where four sets of clothes suddenly became three.

However, the deacon did not wait for Hu Linyuan to approve his plan, because at this time, Changsheng had already walked out, and he was not wearing the fiery red man's clothes...... In other words, he will only wear women's clothes on his body.

The moment he caught a glimpse of the corner of the pink coat, he closed his eyes, he didn't want to see the appearance of the immortal wolf Bèi. However, the moment he closed his eyes, the soft music echoing from the summit suddenly disappeared, replaced by the roaring thunder!

Jiang Jue instantly opened his eyes and looked at Changsheng, and he happened to see a slash falling from the air, grazing Changsheng's shoulder. There were a few traces of thunder on Changsheng's body in an instant, and the dazzling thunder blurred everyone's vision, and he could only vaguely glimpse the thunder igniting the pink gauze. Changsheng's eyes quickly tore open the burning gauze, and there was only a white undershirt on his body that could not be judged whether it was a man or a woman.

"Could it be that this is the legendary 'Thunderbolt on a Sunny Day'?" Everyone was stunned by the sudden thunder, who would have thought that Changsheng would almost be struck by lightning as soon as he pushed open the door of the main hall? They didn't know how this thunder came from, it could only be attributed to the weather. Luckily, Changsheng didn't seem to be injured, but unfortunately they didn't even know what kind of clothes this son was wearing just now.

Jiang Jue silently listened to Changsheng's casual words, and suddenly understood something. Yes, if even he didn't see Changsheng's clothes, then it would be impossible for others to see clearly. This kid...... Shoje stared at Changsheng, his pupils darkening in the night.

He was so familiar with the thunder that he knew very well that it did not fall by chance, but was artificially designed. As for why it fell...... Jiang Jue glanced at the purple-black flower carpet at Changsheng's feet expressionlessly, and he happened to see a few purple-black petals dissipating silently. Will never know where the purple petals came from, nor what the black petals came from, but he knows what the purple-black petals that unconsciously blended into it were. That's the petals of the Thunder Flower.

No wonder this son used flowers as a blanket so flamboyantly before, and even spared no effort to use novel tunes to attract everyone's attention, it turned out that all of them were for this moment. The other two petals were just a disguise for the last thunder flower that could lead to thunder, and Changsheng managed to attract everyone's attention, so that no one knew when this petal appeared.

This kid may be really crazy, so he will boldly use this flower to lead the thunder. Jiang Jue stared at Changsheng's back, and at this point, Changsheng was still walking the show. His back straightened and his face was calm, as if what had just happened was nothing more than a false alarm. The overly simple white undershirt instead set off his extreme handsomeness, and the sudden thunder added a bit of wild charm to this catwalk. The audience gradually forgot about the thrilling scene just now, and they touted immortality more enthusiastically.

However, Jiang's gaze deepened as he smelled the lingering smell of blood. Jiang Jue thought that no one in the Three Thousand Worlds was more sensitive to the smell of blood than him, and Changsheng was not as comfortable as he appeared, and he was definitely injured. Jiang Jue straightened up slightly and wanted to get closer to the main hall, but inadvertently he met Changsheng's eyes.

Changsheng's eyes were full of calm, there was no flinching or regret, he knew very well what he was doing, and he knew very well what the consequences he would face. Jiang Jue frowned after understanding it, and his mood instantly deteriorated, because Changsheng seemed to be saying to him through his eyes, "Don't interfere." ”

Changsheng walked back to the main hall of fitting on clothes again as he had done twice, and as soon as he entered the main hall, he slowly slid to the ground along the closed hall door. The original pure white underwear was instantly stained with a large area of blood, and his pale body was full of bursting wounds, and no one could imagine how he finished the show just now.

"I'm really still too poor......" Changsheng felt the tingling sensation in the wound, and couldn't help but say self-deprecatingly.

After changing into the third set of clothes, he knew that his spirit coins were not enough, so he couldn't use his spiritual power to protect his whole body when the thunder fell. The only thing he could do was probably to maintain his image with the pitiful amount of spirit coins, so as to prevent the wounds on his body from being slashed by the thunder from bursting and bleeding and staining the pure white undershirt red.

Fortunately, he managed to survive after all, and if he had stayed outside for two more seconds, it would have been hard to say what the outcome would have been.

Changsheng staggered to his feet as he leaned through the door of the temple, his gaze on the last fiery red robe. He doesn't like or hate red, but today he is glad that the dress is red.

Because ah...... Only this blood-like color can hide the flowing blood.