$1000 Two Goddesses of Fate, Present and Future

Bang, bang.

The heartbeat was deafening, like the sound of a huge mechanical engine roaring from the deepest part of the soul, making every piece of flesh and blood, every bone of the Lizard Duke tremble uncontrollably.

When thrown out by the shit An Xuefeng, the Lizard Duke's soul screamed as if in response. To restore him to his strongest state to fight the strong enemy, the Lizard Duke thought about which of the two situations was worse, being discovered by the hotel rules or falling into the hands of Ximing in the form of a small golden gecko, but in the end, the small gecko chose the former by instinct.

Damn beast instinct, perhaps it was because of Bingyi's relationship with Ximing that the intuitive judgment was affected. If the Lizard Duke was given a little more time, if he was not in the state of a small gecko, he would not have made such a choice. The body and soul, instinct and reason were like the two poles of a magnet, desperately pulling and fighting, until Ximing grabbed it and stuffed it under the dress.

When the vision was occupied by darkness, the scales of the Lizard Duke stood up and his pupils shrank suddenly. The two instincts of "betting right" and "dying" collided wildly in his mind until the power of the Inca Sun Gate at 30 degrees north latitude covered it, and it became blank. The little golden gecko suddenly became quiet, like a fine work of art carved from amber gems and gold, motionless.

When fatal danger comes, it can not only break its tail to survive, but also pretend to be dead. The state of pretending to be dead will not reveal any vitality, just like real death. At the same time, its scales will be gem-like, just like Sunbird C1. In this state, its resistance to various pollution is the highest.

The pollution of the Sun Gate spread over the scales on its back, like a scorching storm. The Duke of Lizard even seemed to hear the "sunlight" falling on the scales, like countless sharp blades cutting back and forth, making the hard scales on its back appear white marks, and the gaps melted out molten gold like magma.

He was facing the danger of being eroded by the pollution of the Sun Gate, but this danger also made the Lizard Duke feel a little relieved. He bet right. The Hipster did not have the intention to kill him. He just covered it with the pollution of the Sun Gate to resist the hotel rules. At the same time, he casually manipulated the pollution to invade, just as natural as drinking water and eating, just like a cat would always slap a passing dog.

Even with this "casual" temptation, the tour guides in the hotel who can withstand it are probably only S-level A-level - plus C-1, and that was also the Hipster holding back. It is the most stupid behavior to hand over life and death to others. If he dies, it is because the Lizard Duke is too weak, and he can't rely on others.

I can't die, I can live.

This thought flashed through the Lizard Duke's mind, but he didn't relax at all. The heavy pollution of the Sun Gate wrapped it like a hot and thick curtain, making it gradually lose its five senses and only hear the increasingly deafening heartbeat.

Bang, bang.

His heartbeat was so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his throat, scorching hot, like a fireball. No, it wasn't a heartbeat, it was more like the sun rising from the night sky to the sky. The image that was suppressed deep in his memory suddenly emerged and rushed into the mind of the Lizard Duke. That's right, this was not the first time he had seen the "sun". Many years ago, when he first glimpsed the rules of the hotel, he was young and ambitious, and he was bold and contemptuous of the rules. It was also during a celebration that he accidentally discovered this narrow gap when he was sensing the rules of the hotel, allowing the Silver Moon Killer to guard the Lizard Duke as he broke into the rules and went all the way up. When he was crushed by the rules and was on the verge of death, he gritted his teeth and held on with an unyielding spirit and the vitality and mental power provided by the Silver Moon Killer, and finally broke through the barrier of the rules, emerged, and had a glimpse of the real hotel for a moment. It was such a grand and great power, the power that could mobilize the world, making people thirsty and dizzy. Almost in an instant, the Duke of Lizard established a new goal. However, at that moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck and a cool and soft cloth on his cheek. It was the guide's cape! There was someone else beside him! This thought exploded in his mind. The Duke of Lizard couldn't remember how he retracted his head and fell straight down. For the sake of safety, he only showed his head from the crack and looked outside. The knife chopped his jaw and cut his throat. If the Duke of Lizard had not transformed his spine into the hardest keel at that time, I'm afraid his head would have fallen to the ground. Even so, when he fell back to the virtual hall, his head was no longer able to support it. The cervical keel that was cut off in half made a whine under the heavy load, and it broke completely with a clang. The entire keel of the spine was shattered by the remaining force, making him fall to the ground like a limp sack, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Fortunately, fortunately, the Silver Moon Killer was obedient when the hotel consciousness swept to rescue him. Later, Duke Lizard recalled that time again and again, and found that he did not see clearly who the tour guide who also entered the narrow crack of the rules was. Thinking back to it, his head hurt, and he only vaguely remembered the scimitar that seemed to be dripping with blood, and a scarlet color -

Who else would wear a bright red cloak except the playful man!

"... Gone? Hotel rules..."

"How is it... Duke? Duke Lizard?"

"Take it away, don't take the opportunity to secretly absorb the pollution of the Sun Gate"

"Brother, you are stingy..."

The heavy pollution of the Sun Gate was removed, and the golden little gecko's eyes trembled, and consciousness gradually returned. The rustling conversations around him became clearer and clearer. It recovered very quickly. Before An Xuefeng gestured with the return knife and tried to scare off one of its tails. Duke Lizard suddenly woke up completely and immediately returned to human form.

His face is so dark.

Wei Xun glanced at the Lizard Duke's expression. Seeing that his face was as dark as a dead wolf, and that he still had the pollution from the Sun Gate that was trying to invade with ill intentions, and the murderous aura of the Return Sword that was trying to scare away his tail that was about to move, Wei Xun couldn't help but cough. , changing the subject before the Lizard Duke gets mad.

"So you've been there before and met some life-seeking people?"

Seeing the Lizard Duke's attitude towards the Life-Happy Man, and the fact that he was stuck at the beginning of the auction before An Xuefeng and the Life-Happy Man could move around freely, Wei Xun had already made a guess in his mind.

"Um."

The Lizard Duke said concisely and concisely. He never bothered to explain more about the past events that he did not win, not to mention that it was the closest time the Lizard Duke came to death, which left a deep psychological shadow on him. The kind of revenge that is inevitable. The desire to retaliate and the instinct to survive are being pushed back and forth. There was even a time when the sight of red made my teeth itch, and I am still a little nervous now.

And the source of his shadow just coldly ordered: "Share your memory this time with me."

The NPC capitalist never suffers a loss. He is using the 30th North Latitude pollution to protect the Lizard Duke from being scanned by the hotel. He must be paid for it.

"Okay, I won't miss you."

The Lizard Duke gritted his teeth and agreed. The fact that he was being 'protected' by the Life-haunting Man gave him goosebumps all over his body. He made up his mind to return to reality as soon as the carnival dinner was over and go find people lighting lamps and cooking oil at 30 degrees north latitude. I will never stop on my journey to thirty degrees north latitude. If he had traveled thirty degrees north latitude to hide himself, he wouldn't have been so passive.

"Do you want to go to the auction?"

An Xuefeng asked, and Wei Xun shook his head. He was still immersed in everything he had just seen and felt, and was not interested in other things for the time being.

In this case, An Xuefeng continued to knit his own clothes. The dress we just knitted was soaked in the contamination of the Pyramids and Atlantis and was no longer usable. It had to be knitted again. The man over there asked the Lizard Duke for his memory first, but An Xuefeng was not in a hurry. He was different from the man. Needless to say, Wei Xun and Dream Chaser would definitely share the experience with him.

The hall fell into silence again, with only the rustling of needles and threads weaving the dress in a regular manner, and the orderly people had to re-weave the dress. Wei Xun, Dream Chaser and Lizard Duke, who had seen the real scene in the hotel, began to digest everything they had just seen, recalling the power of the rules they had sensed, and their souls and spirits were shaken with each other's gains.

For some unknown reason, the sudden and enthusiastic cheers from outside came into the hall. Only a hazy sound, like waves crashing on a rock, did not attract anyone's attention. After an unknown amount of time, Wei Xun, who had been deep in thought, suddenly came back to his senses. He saw dark, slightly curled, wave-like hair flashing past the corner of his eye. It was this that made Wei Xun come back to his senses. Looking up at An Xuefeng, Wei Xun was stunned at this moment——

An Xuefeng had already knitted a robe and put it on. It was a white robe that reached to his ankles. The golden lace around his waist outlined his slim waist. The arm holding Wei Xun was buckled with the same golden lace. The armbands and the familiar short hair have turned into long hair, but there is no hood of the principal, but it hangs down directly. It does not look feminine, like the gods in Greek mythology, golden The ruby-studded hair crown is fastened to the top of his hair, pressing on Crow Crow's black hair. The hanging hair highlights his sharp features, his pupils are getting darker and darker, and his eyebrows are flying into his temples. He has a look that is both wild and divine. He is so handsome that one can't help but want to seduce the gods with his unusual expression.

Gudong.

Wei Xun's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he swallowed subconsciously, and decided that his eyes were rulers, and he would definitely let An Xuefeng dress like this five or six times when he went back. But now was not the time. Wei Xun struggled to look away. He could already feel the very existential and unkind look coming from the person next to him, but he still looked over, intending to use his brother to calm down.

As a result, Wei Xun felt a little stunned when he looked over.

Why is the dress of Xi Mingren the same white robe as An Xuefeng's? ? No, Wei Xun, who looked carefully, noticed a clue. Is this really a robe? ?

"Fate?!"

Just when Wei Xun was about to say something, the Lizard Duke next to him, who had also just recovered, started shouting as if he was watching the fun, and said something that Wei Xun did not dare to say directly...

"You pretended to be the goddess of destiny??"