Pan Ting suddenly turned around and looked at Sa'er strangely. It's not worth it to say such things. Strangely, it was actually said on this occasion. The enemy is in front of him, and the love words are endless... Well, it's quite like Sa'er's style.

Seeing him staring at him for a long time, Sa'er couldn't help but say, "What's wrong?"

"I just wanted to ask you what's wrong." Pan Ting muttered softly and coughed dryly, "What are your plans?"

Fortunately, the big monster fish surfaced and did not attack further, which gave them a rare chance to breathe.

"Believe me, I will protect you."

Pan Ting said impatiently: "Of course I know you will protect me. I'm asking you about your specific plan..." He said, and found that Sar looked at him strangely.

Sa'er can't say: "What did I just say?"

"You said you believe you, you will protect me..." Pan Ting looked strange and felt uneasy, "What's wrong?"

Sa'er shook his head and said softly: "I will protect you."

Pan Ting said: "...At this time, please carry forward the style of one's own end and maintain the unity of facial images. Don't have one set at a time, six sets at a time."

Sa'er said: "What did I say to you just now?"

Pan Ting tasted something wrong: "Did you lose your memory?"

Sa'er said innocently, "I just want to know if you knew what I said just now."

Pan Ting thought of the sudden "I love you" and looked suspicious, "You just said, you... hate me."

Sa'er's face changed, "I really said that?"

At this point, Pan Ting would not know what the problem was, so he might as well change his mind: "Didn't those words you said just now?"

Sa'er's eyes moved in one direction and refused to look at him.

Pan Ting held his face and turned to himself, "You want to lie to me again?"

Sa'er's ears shook slightly, "It wasn't what I said just now, it was the fish's technique. It will make you hear what you want to hear the most in your heart."

"joke!"

After Pan Ting said it, he felt unhappy and added, "Mysterious."

Sa'er canal: "There is nothing wrong with wanting me to protect you."

There is nothing wrong with wanting him to protect himself. After all, this task was encouraged by him, but it is wrong to "I love you". How could he want to hear this? He wished that Sa'er would disappear from his eyes immediately and stop pestering himself!

"I'll tell you..." Pan Ting felt that he had to reiterate his position again. When he looked up, he found that Sa'er was standing at the bow of the ship, protecting himself behind him, and his eyes were staring at the direction of the strange fish.

The diamond shape in the strange fish's pupils became extremely thin, and its wings slowly spread out and flapped hard.

For a moment, strong winds were everywhere. The sea water rolled up layers of waves, and the sailboat floated and rose in the storm. Pan Ting didn't stand firmly, rolled from the bow to the stern, and finally grabbed the cable, but the ship slowly stood up like the Titani.

The masts broke one after another and fell into the water one after another. The once energetic sails fell softly, like rags hanging on the edge of the ship.

The storm continues.

The salty sea breeze blew the sea water, blurring his eyes.

Pan Ting tried hard to hook the railings at the stern of the boat, but it was still a little worse. The weight of his body was hung on the hands holding the cable. The rough rope grinded a blood mark in the palm of his hand, and the blood dripped down the rope.

Exhausted, it has reached its limit.

He spitted a bite of the sea water that was sucking into his mouth, and gradually calmed down with the roar of the sea breeze and the waves swept. He first used healing techniques to heal his wounds, then used a strongman to transform, grabbed the cable, climbed up hard, and climbed to the bow of the ship, just as the ship gradually sank.

I didn't expect that I could experience the sinking of the Titani in my lifetime and as the Creator.

...

He vaguely felt something was wrong.

The strange fish's wings suddenly stood up, and the light shone on its wings. The wing bones were raised, and sharp bone spurs stood on the edge of the wings. The sea water dripped down from above.

Its eyes looked at Pan Ting strangely for a while.

Pan Ting was seen so cold that he felt behind his back.

The strange fish opened its mouth and flapped its wings vigorously.

The huge impact force overturned Pan Ting and the man and the boat. At this time, the strongman not only could not be his help, but instead became a drag. As soon as his heavy body entered the water, it sank straight down.

Darkness is wrapped around all directions, not airtight.

The strange fish swooped down at him, opening his cold and fierce eyes and opening his bloody mouth.

Pan Ting suddenly had a spear in his hand.

"Wake up!"

The force from his shoulder almost penetrated him two holes. Pan Ting opened his eyes unbearably, but saw Sa Er's face pale and his green pupils filled with anxiety and worry, "Listen to me. Use manipulation techniques to guide the boat board to the west. Don't worry about me."

As soon as Pan Ting lowered his head, he saw a fish bone inserted in Sa'er's chest. Bright red blood flowed down from the white bone tip, and his hand was holding the tip of the bone.

"It's okay, I know you've been savage." Sa'er held his hand.

Pan Ting said: "What is your puppet called?"

"Green hair?"

"I mean the first time you gave him a name."

“…Sarakom Malalaydov?”

It wasn't something Sky in my memory, it means that the person in front of me was real, not an illusion imagined from my head. Pan Ting said: "Is this what I plunged in?"

Sa'er smiled gently: "I don't blame you."

"Well, I don't blame myself."

Sa'er was stunned.

Pan Ting held the fish bone with his fingers and slowly pulled it out. Looking at Sa'er's instantly pale face, he stuffed it in. Then he smiled at Sa'er's twisted face, saying, "I remember you said that the Creator represents the strongest ability in this world, and no other creatures can surpass him no matter what." The biggest bug in this play is that the almost omnipotent Sa'er's combat power suddenly became so weak!

Saar was silent for a while and said, "You are the Creator, I am just your assistant, you said."

Pan Ting said: "But you inherited the power of the Creator of the Third Level World."

"Not all." That's it, but his voice was obviously not confident.

Pan Ting sneered: "Better than me."

Sa'er lowered his head, and his beautiful face slowly returned to normal, no longer looking dying after being seriously injured.

Pan Ting said again: "You used the so-called * technique?"

Sa'er Canal: "It does have a twin fish that is good at savage."

Pan Ting saw through the trap in his words at a glance, "But he can't show it to me because I am the Creator."

Sa'er was silent.

Pan Ting said: "Of course, you can continue to deny that you deceive me with a calm and innocent look like you used to. Thank you for your blessing, I will not be fooled again this time. Don't forget that when you chose the reward, you encouraged me to choose the mind reading technique." He smiled proudly, "Even if that strange fish is bewitched by you, it will not stop me from peeping into its inner world."

At this point, Sa'er had nothing to say.

Pan Ting's hand holding the fish bone suddenly pulled it out with force, and the fish bones splashed out with blood.

Sa'er's face turned pale and his whole body fell softly on him.

Pan Ting pushed him impatiently, "Is it still a show?"

Sa'er raised his head and smiled weakly, "I'm indeed doing a show, but I'm doing the full set."

"What does it mean?" Pan Ting's face changed slightly.

Sa'er can tell: "You are right. Other creatures cannot harm the Creator, but the Creator can do it to the Creator. This fish bone is indeed your own hand."

Pan Ting looked down at his wound.

Sa'er's eyes were lowered and gasped softly: "I know that such methods are despicable, but the desire to get close to you burned all my sanity."

Pan Ting raised his eyes and stared at him silently.

Sa'er smiled bitterly and said, "I did something wrong again, right?"

"You won't forgive me any more." He sighed helplessly, and blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Actually," Pan Ting said slowly, "For this kind of injury, you can definitely not die, you can cure it at will. You will also try to do it to this extent." As he said that, he raised his hand and used healing techniques to repair the exaggerated blood hole in his chest.

Sal originally wanted to rely on his wounds to gain sympathy, but after being cured at once, he was at a loss and looked at him carefully.

Pan Ting said: "When did you start calculating?"

Sa'er Canal: "The system has indeed released this mission."

Pan Ting was furious and shouted: "I'm still talking about him!"

Sa'er immediately softened and said in a nice voice: "I was wrong. You guessed that, I had completed this mission long ago, the strange fish had been subdued and all followed my command. Ilian's father suffered a shipwreck at that time."

"…You watched him die?"

Sa'er's lips moved, and the balance hesitated in confession and proper concealment.

Pan Ting watched him struggle coldly.

"Yes." Saar finally chose to tell the truth, "that's his fate."

Pan Ting said: "Seeing his father's embarrassing look struggling under the mouth of a strange fish, I give you the inspiration to frame me, and I will take me to experience it specially? You are so dedicated."

Sa'er left his face and said shyly: "I've read a love strategy. Danger can warm up love best, and heroes can save beauty best to make my heart secretly. For example, I'm to you..."

"The saying that danger can warm up love is the most." Pan Ting looked at Sa Er's eyes indifferently, and continued coldly, "But first, you must have the temperature of love. You and I are both deceiving and hiding. Even if there is temperature, it is still sub-city!"
Chapter completed!