Perhaps, Green Hair can understand Chinese.

The long-term unilateral communication has made him give up the hope of communicating with the other party. The sudden dawn has made him feel energetic. He leaned forward slightly, his mouth raised without showing his teeth, his eyes are gentle and unimpressed, and he carefully bypassed the misunderstandings such as "showing teeth means provocation", "supering attentiveness, either traitor or stealing", and intends to open the halo of the male protagonist, break through the species barrier, narrow the distance between the two, improve each other's quality of life, and strive to leave the convertible cave as soon as possible and live in a house with a door and a bed.

"The so-called Qi Refining..."

"The so-called foundation building..."

"The so-called consecration..."

"The so-called elixir..."

"The so-called Nascent Soul..."

"The so-called transformation of gods..."

Pan Ting is a great god of immortal cultivation. He has long been familiar with this content. He speaks endlessly without thinking, has sincere feelings and sincere tone. A grand painting of immortal cultivation seems to appear in front of him: countless swords of cultivation are flying in the sky, traveling through the blue sky and white clouds, abandoning the mountains thousands of feet above the foot. In front is the Heavenly Rainbow Road, shrouded in golden light, and colorful clouds accompanying him, directly connecting to the mysterious thirty-three heavens!

Just thinking about it, he felt a surge of passion and wished he could immediately return to the Creator space and input the settings in his mind into the system to become reality.

Green hair suddenly stood up.

Pan Ting's thoughts were interrupted and he looked up at him passively.

Green hair turned around and walked out.

Pan Ting chased after two steps unwillingly and sent it to the door: "Hey! This is just a setting, the official story has not begun yet! It is a wasteful boy with a deep hatred of blood to counterattack and become the legend of the Saint King of Swordsmanship, super chicken blood! It is super exciting! He has collected many beautiful girls, the royal sister Loli, everything! He also collected many younger brothers, stylish, rich, lively and cute, romantic and chic, cold and fierce, talkative, gentle and jade-like, all of which are available! ... There are old class, and there are also beasts, Medusa, Mermaid, Maybelline, Meinado..." He saw the green hair getting farther and farther away, "Who do you like you? Fa is leaving, Ala is more special! eback, baby!... Sayonara."

The snow is vast and boundless.

Pan Ting sat cross-legged at the entrance of the cave with his chin on his cheek, looking at the direction of the green hair leaving, muttering resentfully: "Leave and leave without comment. Is this book good, good, or excellent? The tone should be impeccable. Maybe he doesn't understand what I'm talking about at all, but just intoxicated in my unique and clear voice. He is so handsome that he is both internal and external...Damn it! Why haven't Zaozi come yet?!"

"You call me?"

A distant and weak response came from the front.

"Nonsense, who are you calling?" Pan Ting's eyes lit up when he saw the small black dots suddenly popping up in the snow, and then he turned his face down again.

Zaozi walked quickly with his calf, which was much bigger than before he went into seclusion. It was originally the size of a thumb, but now it was the size of a palm, and his whole body was a little brighter, almost copper-colored. His black eyes were brighter than before. When he looked at people in a daze, he was so soft and cute.

However, Pan Ting didn't take this trick. He pinched the two high-rise tentacles and snorted and asked coldly: "Where has it agreed to be in seclusion for only three days? What day has it been?"

Zaoko tried to raise her hands and hug his wrist, and said excitedly: "You are still alive, I thought I would never see you again."

Pan Ting said: "You shouldn't be worried and anxious when you know I'm in dire straits. Integrate all available resources and carry out a rescue plan that will move forward bravely for a lifetime? What is the attitude of letting go of freedom? Don't forget that I was a master writer who responded to it. Who would stand here and have a home that could not be returned? You have to be responsible for me!"

"No, listen to me."

"I'm listening to you, aren't I listening to you? It's really unimaginable that you will abandon me in a critical moment! I used to think that concentration was the essence, but now I know that you just haven't grown up."

“…”

Pan Tingbalababala for a long time, and found that the other party was not moving, and licked his lips with unsatisfactory feelings: "What else do you have to say?"

Zaozi said: "Let's talk about it in another place. He doesn't know when he will come back, and I can't beat him."

I'm a carp!

"You won't say it earlier if it's so important!" Pan Ting ran wildly with Zaozi pinched his feet.

The snow is deep.

The imagined snow-treading without trace did not happen.

Pan Ting moved forward step by step. At this time, he missed the green hair dragging him. He took a big step with his right foot. Pan Ting, who was about to hold his left foot, suddenly stood still, keeping the word "man" motionless.

Zaozi, who was sitting on Pan Ting's shoulder, turned his head in confusion and tapped his ear with his tentacles. Seeing that he had no reaction, he couldn't help asking, "Is it frozen?"

"Sticky?"

"Tired?"

"...dead, dead?"

Pan Ting suddenly raised his head and happily raised his index finger: "I have it! We can make sleds for us!"

"Made? You have to return to the Creator space. I have no way to use the Creator system now."

"Yes, why don't you go back to the Creator space directly?"

"because……"

Pan Ting actually saw embarrassment and embarrassment on Zaozi's smooth metal face. Such an abnormal phenomenon shows that Zaozi was hiding a very important and terrifying truth! He looked sharp: "Say!"

Zaozi said: "I can no longer control the world completely."

He can no longer control the world completely...

Can't completely...

control……

This world...

"I'm a creeping!" Pan Ting held his body and his fingers were randomly □ the two tentacles, "What does it mean to be unable to control completely? Didn't you agree to create a world of truth, goodness, beauty, peace, harmony, openness, justice and fairness? Didn't you agree to be the creator and create the strongest third-level film... a dancing world? He actually lost his chain at a critical moment! Are you in seclusion or going to the gate of hell?"

Zaozi cried and said, "I don't want it either."

Pan Ting's face looked like a mortal expression: "This sentence is usually used when you do something irreversible and you honestly explain why you can't control it at all? What is the situation now? Is there any rescue? If you can't say it early, everyone packs up and goes their separate ways. Don't be careless and want to die in a group."

"It should be that there was a problem with the copying." Zaozi was dejected. "After the copying settings were loaded into our world, I found that many parts of the world had lost control, but at the same time, their evolution and transformation did not stop. So I thought, maybe I accidentally copied the virus when I copied the settings."

"Virus?" Pan Ting screamed.

Zaozi blew hard in his ear: "Shh!"

"...You want me to shut up?"

"Be careful, don't lead him over."

"Fortunately it's not peeing."

"I am the man behind the Creator, I can't pee!"

"Don't expect me to teach you step by step, I hope you will never."

Zaozi said: "Let's leave here quickly now. If he hadn't suddenly relaxed his control over this area, I wouldn't have known that you were hiding here by him."

"Well, hurry up... wait." Pan Ting said, "You mean, we are in the area controlled by the virus."

"Yes, here I cannot detect, create, delete, change, and return to the Creator system. That is to say, all the functions on this area are gray to me."

"Wait a minute, the virus you are talking about doesn't mean green hair, right?"

"You already know the virus breed so soon?"

Thinking of Green Hair's dark red and emotionally unconscious eyes, Pan Ting was shocked and stopped thinking about the sled. He pulled up his legs and rushed forward desperately: "Go quickly and go quickly, let's talk as we walk."

Although we said we were walking quickly, in the snow with our knees high, we really couldn't get up even if we wanted to.

After hearing what Zaozi said, Pan Ting felt nervous. He always felt that the green hair would suddenly emerge from the snow. He opened his red eyes and stared at him without saying a word, and used invisible pressure to force himself back into the slipper-like hole.

"When you came, you didn't look at him? A man with green hair and red eyes? He was the same size as me, and he was about the same shape." Pan Ting was afraid that Zaozi would mistakenly think it was his kind.

Zaozi said, "I saw nothing, only you who were sitting in the cave. Why did you stay in that cave? You should go out for a walk, maybe I can find you soon."

"Do you think I don't want to? Every time I want to come out, the green hair... virus will appear in a dim light."

"But he didn't show up today."

"Yes, he didn't show up today."

The two said similar words and fell silent together.

After a while, Zaozi said tremblingly: "Do you think he wants to use you to lure me out and catch me all in one go?"

Pan Ting also had this idea in his head, but he didn't want to admit it. When one person panics, he needed another person to comfort him, instead of panicing in a swarm, scaring himself: "What's the benefit to him?"

Certificate said: "Killing us is the greatest benefit of the virus. Without the Creator and Creator system, this world is his."

Pan Ting didn't say anything, just raised his legs with difficulty and tried to step out of the biggest angle...

When he came, Pan Ting didn't remember how long Lufa had dragged him, but when he went there, he clearly remembered that he had walked from day to night.

Seeing the green edge at the end of the white, his pupils contracted and subconsciously wanted to run back. When the Celestials called back, they found that the boundary between the snow and the grassland was suddenly touched again and almost knelt down.

Although the snow in the second half was getting thinner and thinner, it no longer made him fall into the mud and unable to extricate himself, for him, who had already spent most of his efforts in the first half, it was no easier than crossing mountains and rivers with his luggage on his back.
Chapter completed!