Long Aotian is not happy today

It rained for seven days and seven nights.

The nectar carries the breeze and sends moist aura to every corner of the mainland. The drizzle not only nourishes this dying land, but also warms the hearts of every creature on the land.

What was even more unexpected to everyone was that seven days later, when the rain gradually stopped, the bright sunshine pushed through the cloud curtains, and radiated soft light——

Many nettle trees, which were thought to be dead long ago, and which have nurtured countless demons in the past few decades, quietly bulged out tiny undetectable protrusions from the scorched roots, and tremblingly, a small piece of delicate bud.

The new buds are soft and tender yellow, the leaflets are thin and pointed, and a little drooping, obviously not completely free from the influence of the long-term harsh environment.

But the full stamina has already been revealed. Judging from the speed of the growth of this new sprout, it won't take long for the long-lost green to spread into the sea again in the world of the demon.

"It's not easy."

Gently stroking the sprouts of the stinging tree, Hang Xiao was deeply moved: "This scene is seen by those demons, and I am afraid that they will burst into tears again. It is a pity that too many species have become extinct from this continent, even if the stinging tree dies and dies." Resurrection, the scenery here is still too monotonous."

"Do you want to try transplanting a little bit?"

Ning Hong on the side suddenly interrupted: "When I was young, didn't you pick a lot of flowers on the ground? Take it out and try it, maybe you can grow it?"

"You mean that little black flower?"

Hang hour rubbed the storage ring suspiciously, and shook his head again and again: "I don't see it well. It may take decades for the environment here to be completely improved. Before that, the things transplanted from the other side of the seam, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive..."

"Don't underestimate the resilience of life."

Ning Hong held his arms in his arms, and smiled slightly: "Why don't we make a bet?"

Hearing the word "gambling", Hang Xiaoxiao suddenly became interested, and turned around happily: "What are you betting on?"

"Just bet..."

Ning Hong leaned close to Hang Shi's ear, pressed against the young man's white ear, and whispered a few words softly.

Warm breath, magnetic voice, accompanied by ambiguous words, passed into Hang Shi's ears, immediately making his ears itchy, Xia Fei's cheeks.

Rubbing the base of his ears with one hand, Hang Xiao glanced at the corners of Ning Hong's upturned lips, lowered his head slightly, but his eyes lit up: "...It's a bet!"

Trying his best, he will definitely...

Let Ning Hong win!

……

In fact, there is no need for Hang Xiao to worry too much, this bet... Ning Hong is sure to win.

Because the inconspicuous little black flower, after falling to the ground, showed a madness no less than that of the nettle tree. It took root, sprouted, and spread leaves at a speed almost visible to the naked eye. In just a few days, A sea of ​​flowers bloomed abruptly on the continuous sand dunes.

Not only did it bloom, but it also produced mysterious changes.

The black on the petals gradually fades, the milky white in the center spreads from the inside to the outside, and the center finally shows the brilliant color of its roots——

The nearly transparent and beautiful glass color is pure and warm, gently swaying in the breeze, refracting the sunlight into colorful colors, looking from a distance, it looks like an exquisite picture scroll drawn with bright colors.

"Wow, that really, really didn't occur to me."

Sitting on the hillside, Hang Xiao stared blankly at the sea of ​​flowers in the distance, and couldn't help repeating: "This is incredible."

"With sufficient spiritual power, the plants here grow faster than on Earth."

Ning Hong lifted the small flower to his eyes, stared at the brilliant color on the petals with his slender fingers, and wrote lightly: "And I suspect that this may be the flower of the nettle tree—— It has never really died, but just like the demon, it is trying to find a way to hope. The little black flower that appears on the other side of the crack is the representative of its success."

"How can this be done?" Hang Xiaoxiao said happily, "Brother Ning, you can't insist that they come from the same source just because they are all black."

"That's all right."

Ning Hong waved his hand casually, and the little flower was immediately swept away by the breeze, swaying under the clear sky, and floated to the low-lying area not far away.

He hooked Hang Shi's shoulder, and said with a low laugh: "Shi, I won the bet?"

Although the flowers leave the hand, there is a lingering fragrance on the fingertips.

"You...well, you win."

Hang Xiao turned his head to avoid Ning Hong's eyes.

He pretended to be sullen, but when he turned around, he couldn't help secretly laughing.

Ning Hong also smiled and said, "Shi, are you not convinced?"

What's wrong with this?

Hang Shih pursed his lips and suppressed a smile, thinking that thanks to that flower, if Ning Hong didn't win, he would have to find a way to cheat, how troublesome?

But before he responded, Ning Hong said leisurely: "If you are not convinced, let's gamble again——Guess, I just saw that flower heart, what do you think it looks like?"

Hang Hour: "???"

No, don't bet anymore, you won, come and take your bet!

His heart was itching badly, and the yellow waste in his head was rattling, how could he have the time to guess what kind of brain teaser?

Sui Hang shook his head and said, "I don't know, I can't guess."

Ning Hong was relentless: "Try hard to guess?"

"...Like jade?"

"wrong."

"Like glass?"

"wrong."

Hang's curiosity was finally mobilized, and the waste in his mind was temporarily suppressed.He also pulled a small flower from his side, and took a closer look at the petals. His eyes lingered on the glass-colored stamen for a few breaths, and he said, "You can't... say something like 'the color of love'?"

"The brain hole is too big."

Ning Hong sighed softly, raised his hand to grab Hang Shi's wrist, met his lover's sudden confused gaze, and kissed his forehead.

"Clearly it should be...like your eyes."

Hang Hour: "..."

Well, it's so disgusting!

But for some reason, a hot current surged up in his chest, wrapping him gently.

The breeze swayed leisurely, and the sand dunes stretched in the distance, like the river above, floating thousands of hectares, floating up and down thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

……

With this unexpected sea of ​​flowers, Hang Xiao changed the location for his next plan.

After all, the beautiful natural scenery can best mobilize people's inner emotions and let them indulge in wonderful enjoyment.

And during the rainy period, Xinghe Laiguo got along very harmoniously with the local celestial demon——

The Heavenly Demon treats the cultivators of the human race as gods, and takes care of them as best they can, even if they hold them in their palms, they are afraid of melting.The human cultivators are all carefully selected, young and young girls who are in their prime, and they already have an unrestrained and exciting feeling in their hearts, but they were fooled by the great elder, who regarded the demons as the descendants of heroes, so they changed their minds. It's apologetic and extraordinarily warm.

Such back and forth, in the daily life of close contact, subtle feelings quietly sprouted with the patter of spring rain.

What Hang Xiao is determined to do at this moment is to push behind the scenes and speed up the process.

He wrote a detailed plan, and with dark circles under his eyes, he put a thick stack of drafts in front of Ning Hong, and said triumphantly, "Brother Ning, this is what we are going to do next!"

"Blind date?" Ning Hong smiled.

"How can I want to kiss you as soon as I come up?" Hang Xiao put his hands on his waist and winked at Ning Hong, "It's team building, it can also be called friendship - I have prepared several games, all of which are sharp weapons for warming up the relationship!"

"……yes?"

Ning Hong raised his eyebrows with interest, took Hang Shi's planning book, flipped through two pages, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

Pointing to the densely packed writing on the page, he smiled and said, "Two people with three legs, eating biscuits, tearing up name tags... When I was young, these were all common games on Earth."

"Common so classic!"

"But this is cultivation, so..." Ning Hong raised his hand, "Would it be inappropriate?"

"It's just for fun anyway, what are you afraid of?"

Hang Hours is gearing up: "Just wait and see, I'm going to use entertainment methods that are a hundred times better than this world, so that these little guys who have never seen the world are completely devoted to each other, and strive for team building today, blind date tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. Marriage double cultivation!"