Become a leader for three hours a day

According to Qi Yao, the Second Church of the Divine Emperor's Church is a part that is dedicated to assassination, which is different from the entire Divine Emperor's Church.

Although it is said that the other party underestimated the young leader who lost Hanlong, it has to be said that this is indeed a fact. There must be a basis for the existence of the God Emperor Sect for so long, and the assassination of the second hall cannot be treated casually.

Lan Tian carefully considered the current situation.

"Qi Yao, come with me." Lan Tian took Qi Yao back to the room, spread out the paper on the table, stared blankly at the white paper, and when he picked up the brush in his hand, he was looking at the white paper. His Qi Yao said, "Turn around."

His handwriting was really ugly, and I was really embarrassed to ask the other party to come and take a look.

After thinking about it for a long time, my own handwriting is really not suitable for people to see, but it would not be sincere enough to let Qi Yao write it, and finally wrote down two words that could barely be read clearly on the paper.

Lan Tian folded the paper, handed it to Qi Yao and said, "Help me quickly pass this paper to Le Feng's hands."

"Okay." Qi Yao didn't open the paper to look at it, but casually stuffed it into his clothes.

"What's the name of the second hall master?" Lan Tian asked.

"..." Qi Yao was strangely silent at this moment, and it took a long time before he said, "It's called the Second Hall Master."

"Are you kidding me?" Lan Tian blinked, "Someone would call this kind of name?"

Qi Yao pursed his lips and remained silent.

Lan Tian understood, it wasn't that the other party was called by this name, it was likely that the person had never mentioned his name before, since no one knew it, he must be called the Second Church Master of the God Emperor Church.

"That person has a mysterious origin and was born out of thin air." Qi Yao frowned. He also went to search for some background specifically about this person, but he was blocked from hearing about it. There are only two possibilities for this kind of thing to happen. One is that the other party's identity is higher than he imagined, and the other is...

Perhaps it is someone in the court, which possibility is not very optimistic.

And...Qi Yao frowned slightly, it's not that he didn't grasp the information, it's just that he never dared to confirm this possibility.

"I will place many guards by your side." Qi Yao said.

"No." Lan Tian shook his head, "There's no need to arrange too much. Since the other party is confident, he must have come prepared. It's best not to have too many losses."

"What do you think?" Qi Yao asked.

"Although I have an idea, it's not perfect right now." Lan Tian bit her finger, narrowed her eyes slightly, and seemed to be thinking carefully.

The room suddenly fell into silence, Lan Tian stood up, took out the painting that he had stuffed in the corner from behind, opened it and handed it to Qi Yao: "Do I look like the portrait here?"

Qi Yao's face darkened when he saw the painting: "No, it's not drawn at all."

"I think so too." Lan Tian sat back on the chair and sighed slightly when looking up at Qi Yao, "That boy Lan Tian, ​​do you really want to see me?"

"..." Qi Yao's fingers trembled slightly, and he raised his head at this moment, looking at the blue sky with more complicated emotions in his eyes.

"It's just that we won't be able to see it." Lan Tian lay down on the back seat helplessly.

"You share the same body with him, don't you want to spend a little longer?" Qi Yao squeezed the painting tightly, and said to Lan Tian, ​​"I can find a way to let you control the body longer."

"I know you don't like that kid." Lan Tian didn't pay attention to Qi Yao's intentional or unintentional hints. If he is really Lan Tian's personality, he definitely doesn't want himself to be able to live for only three hours all the time, " But getting along well with you is more important than anything else."

Lan Tian felt like a hard-hearted old man who had to take care of everything.

"That boy Lan Tian, ​​actually has a very strong nature, otherwise he wouldn't know what it means to be inferior. He is actually very smart, but he doesn't show it. He actually works very hard, otherwise he wouldn't be able to control the cold dragon." Sky, blue sky has an indescribable softness in his heart.

Lantian is him, this is something he has never doubted, protecting Lantian is like protecting himself.

"Don't deprive him of everything." Lan Tian showed a subtle smile to Qi Yao next to him, his expression was full of helplessness and pampering, but that smile was not directed at Qi Yao, but at the pain in his body. Lan Tian, ​​"He deserves better."

Tiantian, don't be afraid, dad will give you better, because little Tiantian deserves the best.

This sentence is not what Lan Tian said to Lan Tian, ​​but what Lan Jiangshe once told him, that man was the one who saved him in his life.

No matter what kind of personality Lan Tian has, no matter whether Lan Tian is Lan Jiangshe's son or not, no matter whether Lan Tian might disappoint him, Lan Jiangshe's pampering is completely unreasonable, but it is this kind of unconditional trust and love. Love is the real light that helped him get through that period of darkness.

"Then what about you?" Qi Yao frowned, "Don't you have selfish intentions?"

"I have." Lan Tian raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "It's because I have selfishness that I protect him like this."

Because he got the best, he also hopes that he can always get the best. He hopes to be the salvation of others just like Lan Jiangshe.

"Really?" Qi Yao's tone was obviously indifferent. Although Lan Tian knew that Qi Yao didn't like Lan Tian, ​​he didn't expect to be able to hate Lan Tian to such an extent.

"Zifeiyu, how do you know the joy of fish?" Lan Tian lay on the table and tilted his head to look over, "No matter what kind of person, there is a reason to be favored."

For Lan Tian, ​​this dream world is nothing more than a journey, so he can enjoy the world without any scruples. Qi Yao, Le Feng, and Lan Jiang here are not people who have an intersection with Lan Tian. , but someone who has an intersection with Lantian.

These are all Lan Tian's, Lan Tian has no doubts, but here, the only person who has an intersection with him is Lan Tian.

Only... Lantian...

"Get out!" Lan Tian stretched out his hand and pointed at the door, "I have nothing to ask you to go out."

After getting Lan Tian's order, Qi Yao unexpectedly showed a childish expression of reluctance, but he still walked out in silence, and he didn't forget to close the door when he went out.

Lan Tian lay on the table, picked out the thinnest brush, and wrote a few words on the paper.

When Lan Tian left, he was still writing. He has always been reluctant to write because his handwriting is not good-looking, but today he has a lot to say.

Because of this, when he was lying on the table, his hand hadn't finished writing, and he tapped heavy ink marks on the paper.

When Lan Tian opened his eyes, the white clothes on his body were already stained with black ink. When he looked in the mirror, he could still see a little black on his cheeks, which seemed to be stained while writing.

Lan Tian lowered his head and unexpectedly saw densely packed, still ugly fonts.

There are a lot of things written on it, about the surprise attack by the Second Church Master of the Divine Emperor Church, what countermeasures he thought of, what he did today, these are very routine things, but Lan Tian thinks that these ugly The font, however, can make him watch it endlessly.

——The clothes are beautiful and comfortable to wear, and your taste has improved!

When Lan Tian saw this, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is the clothes he personally chose for him. At least he doesn't like to be bound, so he specially chose a loose style. Knowing that he likes to wear underwear every time, he guessed whether he prefers white.

It is a wonderful feeling to put clothes on yourself. It seems that these hands are not wearing your own clothes, but for another person.

Fingers can easily touch that person's skin, and he stands in front of him, accepting his service, and may even laugh at his clumsiness with his head down, but he will also praise his neat clothes.

Obviously he was putting clothes on himself, but he fantasized about putting clothes on that person. He felt that he was crazy.

——My painting is different from yours. I want to be more popular and masculine, with darker skin.

When Lan Tian noticed the words that the skin is darker, he suddenly stopped as if he had noticed something, his eyes stared at the words carefully, and an idea slowly formed in his mind.

The skin is darker, but they use the same body, how can there be a difference in skin color?

A thought suddenly appeared in Lantian's memory—he exists, and is another independent individual!

Thinking of this possibility, Lan Tian felt that his heart was speeding up unconsciously, and even when he was panting, he felt that the exhaled air was hot.

When he saw the ink of Lan Tian's last letter, Lan Tian reached out and stroked the place where he didn't know what words he wanted to write.

Is it possible to tell him what you want to say?

Lan Tian is not a careful person, and he never expected to reveal so much information within a day of relaxing.

Sitting next to the low table, Qi Yao held in his hand the painting that was brought out when Lan Tian was not paying attention. The person in the painting was not like him at all, and there was nothing that could be called him.

Lan Tian will never see him, never will.

but……

Qi Yao's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth curled into a nervous arc.

— in my place...

Lan Tian didn't finish his sentence, which tightly entangled his thinking, making him unable to think, but forcing him to think. The meaning contained in this sentence was something he had never thought about.

Blue Sky and Lantian...

Possibly two people!