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Chapter 97 Song Tian's Heaven is Angel's Heaven

Staring at the holy wings, Shao Dalong gradually realized something.

∵ This wing rests on his right shoulder
∴ The owner of the wing is on his left

∵The one on his left is Song Tian
∴...! ? ! ! ! ? ? ? !
Shao Dalong turned his head slowly and looked at Song Tian, ​​wanting to confirm his guess.

Song Tian also turned his head slowly, looking out of the window, avoiding Shao Dalong's sight.

The actions are very tacit, but the thoughts are different.

Now Song Tian's skin is white and pink, and his short hair is docile and soft, with a platinum-like luster.

On the back of the shirt, two neat slits were broken, and a pair of big wings grew out.

The left wing was unnaturally folded against the window frame, while the right wing was more stretched, and the tip of the wing just pressed Shao Dalong's shoulder, enveloping him under the protection of the wings.

It's like an old hen protecting her chicks with her wings.

Shao Dalong wasn't shocked or disbelieving, his mind just went blank.

His pupils stared at Song Tian's short platinum hair.

If there is heaven, it should be this color.

The two kept a strange silence, but the classroom was very lively, and those students who failed to time travel both sighed regretfully.

"When will it be my turn?"

"Before opening the server, I prayed to Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, why didn't I time travel?"

"If Xuan doesn't save Fei, if Krypton doesn't change his life, it's useless for Africans to pray to anyone."

They talked and talked, and gradually quieted down.

Because someone saw Song Tian, ​​and couldn't care less about talking anymore, and could only stare at her stupidly.

The rest of the people followed the line of sight of these people and turned their heads to look, so they also fell into petrification.

The picture of the classroom seems to have been frozen into a movie film, and this scene will be imprinted in the memory of all the students in Class 2 of Senior Three for a long time.

It wasn't until someone couldn't help but "Damn!" that the silence was broken.

The students in the classroom rushed to the seats of Shao Dalong and Song Tian, ​​and surrounded them tightly.

Of course, in their eyes, the protagonist must not be Shao Dalong, but Song Tian.

"Song Tian, ​​have you time-traveled?"

"Is this the Angel Clan? Where is your Novice Village?"

"Are the wings real? Can you fly?"

The curiosity of the students rushed to Song Tian like a tsunami, and Song Tian only felt that they were noisy.

She was still a little nervous, wondering how Xiaolong would react when she saw her now, but with so many people crowding over, how could she continue to pretend nothing had happened?

With the face of an angel, she stared at Shura, glanced at the surrounding students, and said coldly:
"Go away, or I will beat you."

This was the first sentence Song Tian said after turning into an angel and returning to the real world.

Only then did the students think that even if Song Tian became an angel, he was probably a killing angel...

They immediately backed away and kept them at a respectful distance.

Of course, Feng Xishuai was the one who was most afraid. He had stood on the periphery of the crowd from the very beginning, wanting to confirm whether Song Tian had really transmigrated into an angel, but he didn't dare to get too close.

Although Song Tian also joined the Pure White Knights, Feng Xishuai, as a servant, interacted less and less with the players preparing for the knights, and the places to eat and live have been separated. This time, he just heard that an angel appeared in the Pure White City. But he couldn't see Song Tian.

"Who is that boy beside Song Tian? He's obviously not in our class. Why has he been sitting in our classroom lately?" Feng Xishuai asked strangely to the girl in the front row.

The girl gave him a puzzled look.

Was this guy stupid by being beaten by Song Tian?
Sure enough, you can't provoke Song Tian!

Although the students backed away, they still couldn't help but look at Song Tian secretly. There was no way, she was too conspicuous now, and she was in huge contrast with her previous tomboy image, both boys and girls couldn't help but look at her more.

"Xiaolong, let's go home, we can't take this class today." Song Tian said, and began to pack his schoolbag.

"Alright." Shao Dalong followed suit.

Anyway, he has completed all his study tasks this year, and the teacher never asked him to attend lectures, and let him read books and do the questions by himself, which is the privilege of top students.

The two packed up their things and left the classroom under everyone's watch. When they walked out of the teaching building, the classmates had already crowded around the window, looking at the two downstairs.

Shao Dalong wanted to sneak out from the back door of the school, but Song Tian stopped him and said, "Don't bother, I'll take you out."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hands and grabbed Shao Dalong's arms, her wings flapped slowly, and she flew into the air.

Shao Dalong was held by her wrist, his feet gradually lifted off the ground, he looked up at Song Tian, ​​and the two flew into the sky together.

The students by the window raised their heads in unison, and their eyes followed them until the background changed from the campus flower bed to the blue sky and white clouds, and finally the two figures disappeared.

Song Tian pulled Shao Dalong, crossed the teaching building, crossed the neighborhood next to the school, and flew towards home.

The wind blew up, making some noise, flapping on the two of them, their clothes rattling.

No one spoke, and I don't know if they were afraid that the wind would pour into their mouths, or they felt that there was no need to say anything.

For Shao Dalong, this flying experience was actually not as comfortable as riding Aramis' pegasus or Athos' flying dragon.

My wrist hurts.

This girl's strength is really great. It's the first time she entered the game and she probably hasn't had time to level up. She can lift him up like this, which shows that this is her original strength...

However, seeing Song Tian's happy expression, Shao Dalong felt that this pain was not worth mentioning.

It turns out that Song Tian's sky is the sky of angels.

So it was you who fooled Porthos into exalting me!
Shao Dalong was a little annoyed at the thought of Song Tian sneaking back and forth without telling him, but he felt guilty again when he thought that he hadn't confessed to his tablemate after time travel.

Well, let's just pretend that the two are even and nothing happened.

It feels good to hold it high.

When he was about to arrive at Song Tianjia Community, the cell phone rang suddenly.

"Find a place to land." Shao Dalong said quickly.

The ringtone was not his own mobile phone, but a secret mobile phone given to him by the old secretary Ying.

Song Tian stopped on a roof, Shao Dalong connected the phone, and the secretary's voice sounded from the opposite side: "Are you flying happily?"

"Uh... how do you know?" Shao Dalong was taken aback.

"Of course I know, not only I know, half of the people in Tongcheng are watching you fly, if I didn't cut off the live broadcast on the Internet, then not only half of Tongcheng, but the whole Xia Kingdom."

Shao Dalong couldn't help covering his face hard.

It's over, seeing Song Tianfei so happy, I forgot to keep a low profile!

Song Tian couldn't help but blush a little, and turned his face away in embarrassment.

How many people have seen it...

"Okay, don't worry, no matter who you change, if you suddenly grow wings, you can't help but fly over the city to your heart's content. I will cover it up for you and prevent people with ulterior motives from manipulating your information, but this is not an example. Don't be so conspicuous anymore." The secretary urged.

"Yes, thank you very much! I have troubled you!" Shao Dalong said apologetically.

After returning home, quickly draw the map of the Magic Continent as an apology to Mr. Secretary.

"That's it, I'll get in touch if there's anything else to do."

On the other end of the call, the secretary hung up the phone and sighed.

"Oh, I have to work overtime again."

He looked at the WPS file on the computer and began to draft proposals, suggesting that new traffic regulations be promulgated to prohibit travelers from flying over the city.

And on his desk, there is another printed document——

"Proposal on Establishing a Specialized School for Travelers".

(End of this chapter)