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Pan Ting and Tianyilang "lived together" for three days before returning home.

Salto waited for him with freshly baked bread.Because it is baked by aliens in aliens, the taste of the bread is also full of alien style.Pan Ting took a bite, with a pale face, and was about to put it down, when he saw Sal looking at him expectantly, and brought his half-put hand back to his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Sal asked staringly.

Pan Ting choked, "Can you show some normal expression?"

Sal wiped his mouth, "I thought you liked this. Like a nephew, and Tianyi Lang."

Pan Ting looked up at him.

Sa Er was disturbed by him: "What did I say wrong?"

Pan Ting nodded and said, "You're right. I found out that I really like Tianyi Lang."

Sal froze.

"Will you become like him?" Pan Ting asked.

Thrall replied without hesitation, "If you wish."

Pan Ting shook his head and said, "It's useless to hope, Sal will always be Sal."

Sal's eyes dimmed.

"I haven't seen Irian for a long time, I don't know how he is." Pan Ting took advantage of Sal's daze, and quietly swept the remaining bread into the trash can with the wind control technique.

Under Pan Ting's intentional or unintentional interference, the taste of Shentian Kingdom's clothes and architecture is getting closer and closer to that of the Tang Dynasty in China.

Sa'er looked at the breasts all over the street, his face became more and more ugly, especially when he found that Pan Ting's eyes were wandering here and there irregularly.

"Let's have something to eat." Sa'er put his arm around Pan Ting's shoulders, and before he protested, he got into the tea room by the side of the road.

Pan Ting sat down and glanced from the menu to the boss' daughter.

Sal suddenly moved his lower body, blocking Pan Ting's sight.

Pan Ting said, "Are you tired?"

Sal smiled and said, "Are you concerned about me?"

Pan, who pulled half of his face, was not good enough to continue, don't start.

After Yi Lian came to power, the status of the Guangrong and Gaowu clans in the Kingdom of God was greatly improved, and the intermarriage of the three clans became common. People from the Gaowu or Guangrong clan and the Bingxue clan were walking hand in hand on the road everywhere.

Pan Ting turned to look at Sal.

Although the Ice and Snow Tribe was created by Sal according to his own appearance standards, in his opinion, apart from King Orlo, there is no man in the entire Ice and Snow Tribe who can match his appearance.

However, ten years of day and night have relatively polished his sense of surprise. Looking at him now, he is still handsome, but he is as familiar as looking in a mirror.Of course, the anger that was gnashing his teeth with hatred gradually calmed down over the years.That seemingly earth-shattering, but physically and mentally exhausting battle exhausted his dislike for Saer, and cleared away the goodwill buried in his heart.

Sal's decision made him get to know this person again, and he had to get to know this person again.

Sa Er seems to have really started again, letting go of his paranoia and stubbornness. The two are like strangers who have met for the first time, testing each other and getting along with each other.

Pan Ting himself does not know which step he has reached now, nor does he want to calculate too clearly.

He only occasionally thinks that if one of his parents has such a firm love, whether those trivial quarrels will no longer exist, they will have a different ending, and he will have a different childhood.

His focused gaze made Sal both flattered and uneasy, "What's on my face?"

Pan Ting said: "Is King Orlo your sex buddy? Like the green hair?"

"No." Sal replied without hesitation.

Pan Ting let out an "oh" and lay down on the table.

Sa Er was nervous, "What I said is true, I don't know why he looks so similar to me."

Seeing Sal anxiously explaining for a long time, Pan Ting said lazily: "I didn't say I didn't believe it. Well, don't you have anything to ask me?"

Sal's eyes lit up and said, "Is it possible?"

Pan Ting said: "Yes. I will consider whether to answer or not."

"……will you like me?"

Ask no more about love.

Just ask likes.

Do not ask if it is.

Just ask if it will.

Pan Ting was slightly moved, turned his head in the other direction, and said lazily: "I have written so many characters, and the person I like the most is Ziyang Chengjun, who has a strong personality, decisive killing, and is absolutely ruthless to betrayers ruthless."

Sal sighed softly.

"But as a writer, I will not kill any possibility." Pan Ting said later, his voice became softer and softer.

But Thrall heard it.

He raised his hand and paused on Pan Ting's head. It took a long time before he put it down carefully, as if he was touching a fragile foam. Gently stroked his hair.

Pan Ting opened his eyes and looked at the portrait of Irian on the small flag waving opposite the teahouse, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he closed his eyes.

Everything in God’s Heaven is in order. Pan Ting wanted to go to the palace to visit Irian, but he gave up because Saar insisted on watching the sunset on the plain. After receiving Pan Ting’s answer, Saar became tough for the first time in ten years.

Pan Ting looked at the sun, which was getting redder and redder, and blinked: "Do you think this sun is a bit weird?"

Sa Erdao: "It's a red sun halo."

Pan Ting exclaimed: "It was suggested by Zaozi that when the sun is red, it will emit a different magnetic field, which will cause the sand under the ground to surge, causing the red sun halo of landslides and sandstorms?"

Sar said: "Yes."

Pan Ting looked at the sandstorm sweeping towards him, and complained: "I thought such an unscientific setting system would not pass."

Saldau: "Our world is not based on science."

"...You go back to the space first, and I'll inform Irian." After inheriting most of Saar's abilities, Pan Ting naturally carried the other party's safety on his shoulders.

Sal obeyed: "Be careful yourself."

"The Creator is invincible!" Pan Ting set off with enthusiasm.

Sar returned to the space, and Zuozi was scratching his head and trying to find a way to replenish energy for Jade.Since the last time she fell into a deep sleep, Jade has not woken up for eight years.Seeing Sa Er alone, Zozi asked uneasily, "What do you want to do this time?" The memory of being forced to be locked up in the magic immunity area to trigger the virus was so deep that when Sa Er approached, his whole body would shudder. Everywhere is uncomfortable.

Sa Erdao: "He encountered a red sun halo."

"Aha? The red sun halo appeared again? Where's Pan Ting?"

"Go and tell Elian."

"You actually left him and came back alone?" Zaozi said to himself, "But why do red sun halos happen so frequently? I clearly set it to be once a year at most!"

"It's true that a year has passed."

"Time flies so fast." Zuozi looked at the empty screen and sighed with emotion.

Sar said: "It will come back."

"Of course! It only apologized nine times for 490, and it hasn't collected [-] yet." It hesitated and said, "You really transferred all your abilities to Pan Ting?"

Sa Er smiled, and while leaving, he said in a voice he could only hear: "In addition to ctrlx, there is another skill called ctrlc."

Pan Ting came to Tianyilang's residence in disgrace.

Tianyi Lang said in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

Pan Ting said: "Shen Tianguo encountered a red sun halo."

"Again?" Tianyi Lang was even more surprised.Since this world has a red halo, it has never left the heavenly kingdom of God.

Pan Ting said: "I want to take a bath and sleep!"

"I'll help you drain the water." Tian Yilang walked halfway, then turned back, "Did you come directly from God's Heaven?"

Pan Ting asked, "Otherwise where should I come from?"

Tianyi Lang said: "How many days are you going to stay this time?"

"How long do you want me to stay?"

"It's fine if you want to stay longer."

Pan Ting raised his eyebrows: "Then stay forever."

Tianyi Lang showed a sweet smile.

into the night.

Pan Ting tossed and turned.

Tianyi Lang lay on the bed and looked at him sideways: "Can't sleep?"

"No." Pan Ting was inexplicably upset, "God doesn't need to sleep."

Tianyi Lang stretched out his hand and took Pan Ting's hand on the pillow: "Come with me."

Pan Ting: "..."

The two stared intently at each other's pupils.

Pan Ting found out...

Tianyilang's pupils are round like Sa'er's.

……

"Go to sleep."

Pan Ting closed his eyes first.

"Good night." Tianyi Lang said softly.

After an unknown amount of time, Pan Ting suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Tianyi Lang with a complicated expression. He didn't fall asleep until the moonlight moved away from Tianyi Lang's face.

The sky is bright.

Tianyilang woke up and found that his legs and chest were tightly pressed by one leg and one arm.Pan Ting pressed half of his body on his body, sleeping soundly.It was so pleasing to see such a scene early in the morning, Tianyilang lay on the bed for a while, and then carefully raised Pan Ting's arm when the sun came in.

As soon as he moved, Pan Ting hugged him vigorously, and muttered: "Sar, don't make trouble."

Tianyi Lang's body was stiff, and he didn't recover for a long time. When the sun hit the end of the bed, he showed a smile, moved Pan Ting's hands and feet lightly, and then sat up.

For the past ten years, he and Pan Ting have been sleeping in separate beds, how could it be possible to make trouble with him in the morning?

Unless, he thinks day by day and night dreams.

Or, on purpose.

Either way, it was enough for him.

He slowly removed the transformation technique, took out a white suit similar to Pan Ting's suit from the closet, picked a fresh agapanthus, walked to the bedside, knelt down on one knee, and kissed affectionately To Pan Ting's forehead...