Immortal King Gu Ding ABO

On the one hand is Ypsilon, who encouraged almost all Alphas, and on the other hand, is the captain who has mastered almost all the cores of the Omega.

One side is faith, the other side is strength.

Everyone has their own calculations.

After many years, once again on the Omega, the storm is about to come.

At such a critical juncture, Sita, the deputy captain of the Omega, closed the door as if staying out of the matter, took a sip of water unhurriedly, and asked the air, "Are you playing games?"

"..."

Sita raised her eyebrows, her gaze followed an invisible point in the air: "Huh?"

Mu Chan couldn't help but want to sigh, gave up the idea of ​​avoiding, withdrew the illusion, lazily sat next to Sita, paused, looked at his side face: "...what are you playing?"

As if knowing what he was confused about, Sita chuckled lightly, turned on the optical brain, and after some calls, the situation in the captain's cabin appeared on the optical screen.

Mu Chan sat up straight unconsciously: "Oh?"

You look at the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery look at you upstairs-these people interpret this sentence very well: Through the light screen, the captain is looking at Ipsilon; the same through the light screen , Sita is looking at the captain.

Mu Chan turned her head and asked jokingly, "Do you think there will be a pair of eyes looking at us?"

Sita smiled and shook her head.

But he didn't know that there was someone in fact.

Luo Ai, a remnant soul who managed to escape from the shackles thousands of years ago, was watching all of this through a person's brainwaves.He knew that between the two confronting sides in the light screen, the winner was Xita, or Yinchu, the last prey.

Yin Chu, Yin Chu, Yin Chu...

Luo Ai murmured silently the name that had already been engraved into his soul—whether it was in the previous life or in this life, whether it was a thousand years ago or a thousand years later—he suddenly couldn't tell whether the subtle emotion in his heart was right or not. The expectations of fellow sufferers, or something else...

Then, as if a certain switch was pressed, Sita, the captain in the light screen, and Ipsilon in the light screen in the light screen moved at the same time.

Sita smiled at Mu Chan and stretched out her hand: "Are you interested in coming with me?"

Mu Chan looked at him, "There are people watching you outside."

Sita said: "No problem."

Mu Chan gave him her hand.

At this moment, Sita's lips trembled almost imperceptibly, and she stared at Mu Chan for a while, the expression in her eyes was warm and soft like never before, like melted amber.

Mu Chan was uncomfortable seeing him, so she withdrew her hand: "Aren't you going somewhere?"

Sita came back to her senses: "Follow me."

The window glass parted suddenly, but what was exposed was not the vast cosmic starry sky, but another layer of glass! ——There is a compartment between the two walls!

It was a narrow and long secret passage, which could only allow one person to pass slowly sideways. The surrounding area was pitch black, and one could not see his fingers.

"Are you afraid?" Sita asked in a low voice, holding Mu Chan's hand tightly, not knowing whether it was to convey warmth or to absorb warmth.

Mu Chan shook her head, moved forward slowly with him, realized that he couldn't see, and then slowly said: "There is nothing to be afraid of." She didn't even ask where it leads.

The two of them were speechless again.

There seemed to be some kind of strange tacit understanding in the air, so that they would not feel embarrassed.

Mu Chan suddenly remembered that Mona, who was inquiring for news outside, did not know what was going on, and the image of him wrapped in a flowered cloth scarf, tied under his nose, hanging on someone's roof beam to eavesdrop on the news emerged in his mind, and he couldn't help but smile.

"What do you think, so happy?"

It was still dark around.

Mu Chan said, "How do you know I'm happy?"

"Feeling." Sita said inscrutablely, and then handed him a layer of cold film.

"What?" Mu Chan asked curiously.

"Artificial gills, stick behind the ears." Sita explained, followed by the sound of water.

Mu Chan only felt something vaguely touched, put the film on, and took a step forward to test it. There was water, and he was waiting to go down, when suddenly a hand grabbed his ankle and pulled him down suddenly!

"...!!!" He groped angrily, finally grabbed a handful of hair, and pulled it fiercely.

A bunch of air bubbles popped out from the bottom of Gululu.

After a while, the two stopped fighting, Sita lightly tugged at his clothes, and swam all the way down.

Mu Chan finally realized that the garbage discharge channel that Sita took him before was not his real origin at all. Thinking of the embarrassment at that time, he was a little annoyed at the time, and wished to take out the fairy cauldron and smash him on the forehead!Suddenly realized that this idea is a bit abnormal.

Countless white rays of light were sprinkled from the dome, illuminating the space, and ripples suddenly appeared on the water surface, folded into fine shimmering lights.

Sita emerged from the water, wiped her face, turned her head and asked, "Why were you upset just now?"

Mu Chan: "..."

Mu Chan said in surprise, "You..."

Sita smiled, rubbed his wet hair, and climbed ashore.

Mu Chan followed Sita and looked around at the same time. Sure enough, they arrived in that living room—his first reaction was to go to the round platform in the middle of the lake to see how the person in the coffin was doing now, but Sita did not. Without stopping, she walked out of the hall, and Mu Chan had no choice but to follow.

They went down to the last floor.

Mu Chan looked at a wall with no gaps in front of her: "Can I enter here?"

Sita put her index finger to her lips, made a gesture of "shh--", then took a few steps forward, visually observed for a few seconds, then spread out her right palm, and pressed on the wall--

A light golden outline suddenly lit up on the wall, which happened to be in the shape of a door; in the center of the outline, dozens of circular light spots were irregularly distributed.

"Then we have to gamble." Sita muttered in a low voice.

The corner of Mu Chan's mouth twitched, and he stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers followed a certain route, drawing between the spots of light.

Luo Ai who was nestling in his mind was even more convulsed. Yin Chu, who he came into contact with, always looked like he was planning everything, but he never expected to hear the word "gambling" from his mouth.

He collected himself, and suddenly remembered, doesn't this person like to gamble?Just like back then, when he made such a big commotion on Xianzong Planet, as long as he was a little careless and leaked the news, the self at that time would definitely be able to suppress him with thunder! ——However, what is he betting on this kind of password door that is very cumbersome at a glance?

The door opened, and Sita won the bet.

The two stepped in, Mu Chan's pupils shrank sharply, but Luo Ai gasped several times, he couldn't believe what he "saw"!