A pair of crystal-like red pupils were the first to enter Lin Tian's line of sight.

Lin Tian was a little surprised, but still smiled:

"Thank you just now."

"It's fine."

Pei Ning smiled quietly, pursed her lips, came to Lin Tian, and stood like that.

Calling Qiu Jingshui was done by Lin Tian and asked Pei Ning to do it.

After all, with an extreme martial artist by his side, Lin Tian is really not good at killing Youqin Da Pan.

"What's wrong, I have flowers on my face?"

Lin Tian said with a smile, a little surprised to be looked at by Pei Ning like this.

"No, it's just ......"

Pei Ning was a little hesitant, took out a wooden box containing pastries from the storage ring, and held it in the palm of his hand seriously:

"Here you go."

Lin Tian was a little surprised, nodded, took the wooden box, and took out one of the cyan mung bean cakes and stuffed it into his mouth.

As delicate as a cloud, the fragrance seems to be contained between the lips and teeth.

Beside him, Pei Ning sat down quietly, silent, as if listening to Lin Tian's chewing sound very seriously.

"Is it delicious?"

"Hmm."

"That's good." Pei Ning smiled lightly, revealing the pear vortex.

"I've been promoted to the sixth level, and my father taught me the secret method, but time doesn't wait for me, and in this era of the big war, I am far behind."

Pei Ning lowered her head and said, tugging at her azure ponytail.

"I applied to enter the battlefield earlier, but I was forbidden by Commander Bao."

She said quietly, very self-reproachful.

She is also Tianjiao, she has two holy parents, but she still can't catch up with Lin Tian.

The feeling of powerlessness was almost like a shackle, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"I'm sorry I couldn't help you." She spoke quietly.

"I'm sorry for me?" Lin Tian was a little surprised, he wanted to say something, but when he turned his head to look at Pei Ning's white and warm cheeks, he still fell into a slight silence.

"You don't owe me anything, Pei Ning, you've done a good job."

Lin Tian smiled, Pei Ning was stunned, and his red lips opened slightly.

"Catching up has always been the fate of a few, if you can't catch up, don't feel sorry for yourself, just be yourself."

Lin Tian chewed the mung bean cake and said softly.

"Well, be yourself."

Pei Ning nodded, but still hesitated:

"But I really want to help you."

She stared at Lin Tian, took a deep breath at this moment, and a sense of courage seemed to accumulate in her throat, but the next moment she was deflated.

Lin Tian looked at Pei Ning at this moment and smiled:

"Isn't it good to cultivate slowly?

Do you know how much I envy you, you are the daughter of a martial saint, and you are extremely talented, why do you need to be so distressed? ”

Pei Ning looked at Lin Tian, stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something, but finally the two cheeks bulged.

"Why do you say that, I thought you didn't care about the Martial Saint at all."

"Of course I don't care if I don't have a Martial Saint Parents, that's because I don't." Lin Tian said with a smile.

Pei Ning squinted at Lin Tian:

"Then I'll go to the Holy Tribulation to ask you, why did you beat me so hard?"

Lin Tian raised his eyebrows slightly, is he holding a grudge like this?

"I've only been there a few times, and that's because after my strength has soared, I can't control my own strength."

Pei Ning took a deep breath, crossed his hands on his hips, and said angrily:

"Then why did you take it lightly when my father took me?"

Lin Tian was helpless, he and Pei Ning sat on the bench, and in front of them was a military sand table similar to a billiard table.

Further on, there were no one in front of a dozen computer desks.

The light from the incandescent lamps at the top of the tent was very soft.

was stared at by Pei Ning's pair of orange-red eyes, and the other party's stubbornness fell into the bottom of his heart.

It's as if the answer Pei Ning wanted to hear was never the reason why Lin Tian was so ruthless.

It was why Lin Tian would reject her.

"Pei Ning, I'm only seventeen years old." Lin Tiandao.

"Huh?" Pei Ning was stunned.

At this moment, it was Lin Tianzheng who looked at Pei Ning's eyes and said seriously:

"Time doesn't wait for me, I don't dare to slow down, if I slow down, I will lose everything."

Lin Tian's voice fell, Pei Ning's expression was stunned, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly became gentle.

She looked at Lin Tian like this, and a deep expectation appeared in her heart.

"What if, if there was no war, if everything was settled?"

She spoke softly, even the daughter of a martial saint could never get what she wanted.

"yes." Lin Tian sighed lightly.

Isn't that what he wants?

"Pei Ning, I need you to help me with one thing." Lin Tian said.

"What's the matter?" A smile of surprise appeared on Pei Ning's face.

Lin Tian hesitated, looking at Pei Ning at this moment, he single-handedly, a piece of gravel appeared, gradually getting bigger, and gradually forming a small mountain model the size of a quail egg.

"This is Tibia Mountain." Lin Tian spoke:

"I want to entrust this tibia mountain to you, until one day, I hope you can give this tibia mountain to the white-clothed sword master.

Let him send someone to put this tibia mountain into the tibia world. ”

Pei Ning solemnly took the mountain of tibia that was the size of a quail egg.

fell into the hand, and there was no weight.

"Why put it in the tibia world?" Pei Ning said softly.

Lin Tiandao:

"Once it is put into the tibial world, the restraint on the human race belonging to the tibial world will disappear, and the seventh level of the human race can also enter the tibia world."

Lin Tian stood up and chuckled:

"I thought about it for a while, since I have already confessed to the Lord of the Tibia Mountain, the Martial Saint and the Human Race have not asked for anything to force me to do anything.

But what needs to be done, I will do. ”

Pei Ning nodded quietly, but said in surprise:

"Father will be back in a few days, why don't you give it to him yourself?"

Lin Tian shook his head:

"I didn't know, I always felt like something was about to arrive and it was going to determine my future.

Or maybe I'm thinking too much......"

Lin Tian shook his head.

Ever since I saw the ten-eyed bead-hyun, a touch of foreboding has surfaced in my heart.

It's slight, but it's there.

If Liu Zihua was not seriously ill, perhaps this ominous touch would not have appeared.

But Liu Zihua was seriously ill, and Lin Tian suddenly found that there was no one in front of him to guide him.

Suddenly, there were some gains and losses.

What happens after that is by no means something that Liu Zihua can lay.

Need to walk on your own.

The only hope is that Liu Zihua can really find a way to cure himself.

There are so many people like the Terrans, there will always be a way...... bar.

Lin Tian planned to take a look after learning about this matter, he was an emperor-level battle realm, and he might be able to analyze some of Liu Zihua's problems.

Although Wu Wanzheng is also sanctified by will, it is an extreme realm after all.

The war situation is two completely opposite paths.

Meanwhile.

The curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted, and Gu Yun, who was carrying a boxed lunch, suddenly appeared.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake."

The moment Gu Yun saw Pei Ning, she hurriedly left, as if she had never appeared.

Inside the tent, Lin Tian and Pei Ning glanced at each other.

"She's here to bring me food." Lin Tian spoke.

Originally, Gu Yun contacted him and came here to bring him food.

I didn't think that Pei Ning would come first.