AA loves to dominate the interstellar by the way [Rebirth]

"Ten steps to the left, then go straight—"

"Stop--stop you idiot! You're going to fall any further, meow!"

"That's right, keep going—"

In the thick fog, a pair of dark golden eyes flickered.

Xing Po squatted on Ye Zhibo's head, holding the small wooden sculpture in her arms, and was directing the silver-haired boy to move forward.

Only then did Ye Zhibo realize that the platform he landed on earlier was actually just an inconspicuous corner deep in the mist.

In this fog, there are hundreds of large and small platforms that look almost exactly the same.

These platforms are distributed on the inner side of the cliff, scattered high and low, spreading all the way, almost no end in sight.

As he went deeper, Ye Zhibo's mental power was completely unable to mobilize, and he could only rely on Xingpo to guide him.

With a vague feeling, he realized that he was going up.

This height—

Ye Zhibo calculated silently, with a surprised expression on his face.

Did he circle back to the core area of ​​the hunting ground?

His current position -

It's on the cliff behind that cold pond!

The short-haired cat moved its fat buttocks on top of his head, took out the crystal nucleus of the dark object beast, and gnawed on it.

The fluffy back is heaving and falling, and the silver-white fur is smooth and smooth. It is obvious that Xingpo has lived very well in the past six months.

After sleeping for half a year, the whole cat looks radiant.

The short-haired cat sat cross-legged on Ye Zhibo's head, and licked the delicate and beautiful face of the silver-haired boy with one paw.

"Jump, hop! Going to bang your head, meow-hiccup!"

Compared with Ye Zhibo who ran away desperately, Xing Po looked like he was here for an outing.

There is even time to chat and gossip.

"Why did Shang Keji give you so many good things?" Xing Po had already found Ye Zhibo's black gemstone earrings, "Such a generous shot—don't just love you secretly!"

"And that He Xingyun, he obviously likes you—"

"The young master of the He family... is in a difficult situation, but he is really nice..."

Ye Zhibo expressionless: "..."

He and Xingpo completely shared all the memories, and one person, one brain often used this method to review the video.

Clear and complete, very convenient.

It's the worrying old father, Xing Po, who can't help nagging.

Ye Zhibo had a serious expression on his face.

The short-haired cat made a big projection screen in the spiritual sea, and Ye Zhibo's experience during this period was pulled out piece by piece. Xingpo licked the crystal core and stretched his legs, watching the short movie with relish.

Comfortable, comfortable, and comment from time to time.

"Why is Huo Ke so annoying?"

"But the third prince is not bad, he is quite cute, saving him is not a waste of emotion meow."

"Also, this student council president—"

……

……

Click, click, click, click.

Twitter, twitter.

Ye Zhibo had a look of lovelessness.

The dead fat cat started again—

Menopause, right?

"——and meow! I told you to go to the Academy of Sciences? Are you stupid meow?"

The short-haired cat waved its chubby paw, very excited.

"Hurry up, it's just such a small injury - the movement is too slow meow!"

"..."

The silver-haired boy jumped up and down mountains with hands and feet, and the silver short-haired cat whined leisurely while watching a short movie.

"Xiao Zhibo, are you not full? Why are you so slow——"

Ye Zhibo couldn't bear it anymore, he grabbed the back of Sha Mao's neck, and approached him viciously.

Black eyes meet amber cat eyes.

Xing Po tilted her head: "Meow?"

"Damn Fat Cat! We are running for our lives—" the silver-haired boy roared angrily, "A little injury? I was beaten to death by Da Siming, okay!"

"—If you talk nonsense, you won't have any dried fish and crystal nuclei to eat!"

……

……

Xingpo blinked her eyes slowly, her fat second chin twitched hard, and gave a flattering "meow".

Threats with dried fish and crystal nuclei have always been very effective.

Ye Zhibo sneered.

Xing Po stretched out her short legs, hugged his face, and began to rub against him.

"Meow--"

When Ye Zhibo was smeared with cat fur all over his face, and sneezing while pushing the cat back against his head, Xing Po finally became serious.

"What are you doing meow? Why did the chief commander of the Hongta want to kill you?" The short-haired cat licked its paws and sounded puzzled, "Shouldn't it be chasing and killing the imperial prince?"

Wouldn't it be nice to kill?

Hongta's group of mindless idiots still couldn't grasp the point.

No wonder it is always played around by the sky garden.

"I don't know either!" Ye Zhibo was heartbroken, "When I was in District [-], it was this Hongta, and it was endless—is it true that Hongta has a grudge against me?"

Xingpo showed a subtle expression upon hearing this.

Oh, it's really not certain.

After all, there is a saying, called the father's debt to the son.

Xingpo looked at the silver-haired boy with pity.

"Father Xingpo—" Ye Zhibo raised his hand and poked the shorthaired cat's buttocks, and asked, "What's the origin of Hongta?"

"Meow!"

Xingpo swept Ye Zhibo's wrist with her tail, signaling the silver-haired boy to scratch her ass.

"Shen Xinghai's IQ basin is full of mindless and unhappy meows."

The amber eyes were full of indifference.

"Except for the high priest, they are all idiots, but this Taoyao is quite smart."

Xingpo spoke highly of the young priest of the red tower.

"This little girl is pretty smart, she really deserves to be the disciple of the high priest—"

Heart.

Ye Zhibo blinked and suddenly understood.

"Taoyao did it on purpose just now—is she really helping us?"

Xingpo glanced at him subtly.

"The line of the high priest and the line of the chief minister have always been at odds - helping you is incidental, and the person she wants to help will not be you, meow."

This kid, is he so clueless?

Ye Zhibo thought he understood, and suddenly showed a toothache expression.

"It's okay for Shen Xinghai to fight internally, but there is still a fight inside the Hongta?"

It's no wonder that Shen Xinghai's high-end combat power is clearly far superior to that of the empire, yet he has remained unknown. He only knows that he is beautiful alone in the third quadrant.

The fight in the Daredevil's house was lively and lively, and they simply didn't bother to give the empire a look.

Ye Zhibo heaved a sigh of relief.

He quickly raised his tone again.

"Father Xingpo—" the silver-haired boy stopped in surprise, "Where did this palace come from!"

They have reached the deepest part of the fog at this time.

On the cliff at the top of the mountain, a silver palace stands quietly, as if it has been guarding here for thousands of years.

Rows of crimson flags were planted on both sides of the palace gate, on which were totems entwined with thorns and six-star flowers. In the center of the totem was a black phoenix, fluttering its wings in the hunting mountain wind.

Looking at the flag, Ye Zhibo always felt an indescribably familiar feeling.

Crimson flag, thorns and six-star flowers...

"Advanced undercurrent—no, this is the undercurrent palace at the princely level!"

He had seen it in the secret archives of the empire!

"But the Sky Garden has never had the royal inheritance of the phoenix totem..."

Ye Zhibo was a little confused.

There was something wrong with his intuition, but everything in front of him was exactly the same as in the record.

Miststorm and Shrine to God.

That's why this fog can swallow spiritual power, so the vicinity of this palace will become a lair of high-level dark beasts.

The platforms he just passed all the way, or the entire mountain—all are part of this palace!

Ye Zhibo looked back, only to realize that looking down from the highest point, all the fog had dissipated.

Those platforms that I have walked along the way——

It's like a ladder to the audience.

******

"Meow--!"

Xingpo suddenly jumped off Ye Zhibo's head and ran towards the gate of the palace.

"Xingpo! Be careful—"

Ye Zhibo couldn't stop him, and watched helplessly as the short-haired cat smashed towards the black phoenix in the middle of the palace gate like a cannonball.

He pressed the handle of the knife with one hand.

……

……

Nothing happened.

Xingpo stuck to the center of the palace door with a "snap", slowly slid down like a piece of cat cake, and hit the ground with a "plop".

"--Meow!"

The silver-white fur exploded violently, and the short-haired cat screamed and rubbed against the wall, scratching its paw unwillingly.

"Puff—cough!"

Ye Zhibo held back his laughter, stepped forward, picked up the short-haired cat, stuffed it into his arms, and stroked the other's little head.

Xingpo's ears drooped, and her face was full of displeasure.

Ye Zhibo patted its buttocks, put his arms around the cat with one hand, and tentatively approached the palace gate with the other.

He has never entered Lord Undercurrent's palace, and the empire's archives are also extremely vague, so he can only vaguely guess that there are many restrictions and checkpoints in the palace.

It was incredible that they could walk here from the mist and Shinto all the way safely.

Ye Zhibo focused his attention on the totem in the middle of the palace gate. He was on guard all over, and carefully touched the black phoenix that was about to fly.

"Crack-"

The door was pushed open.

"..."

Ye Zhibo looked at his hands dully.

This is pushed away?

What about the attack?What about phantom array?Even if it's the gatekeeper of the Dark Beast Master?

This is too easy, right?

"Star Amber?"

Ye Zhibo dragged the short-haired cat's buttocks, and called cautiously.

"Meow--"

The short-haired cat in his arms responded listlessly: "Go in, meow, it's safe inside, meow."

After the short-haired cat finished speaking, it closed its eyes, buried itself in Ye Zhibo's arms, and shrunk into a small ball of hair.

"Xingpo's father?"

The melancholy of the short-haired cat came too suddenly, Ye Zhibo was a little confused, so he raised his voice and asked.

Starbucks didn't answer.

Xingpo shut herself up.

Ye Zhibo stroked the short-haired cat's slick back in wonder, then raised his head and stepped into the door.

"boom--!"

The palace gate closed heavily behind him.

In front of him is a huge square.

Crimson flags fluttered on both sides, and the palace was empty, as if there had never been anyone.

The main hall is right in front of Ye Zhibo, and the door of the hall is open, as if inviting him to walk in.

The silver-haired boy stepped onto the royal road leading to the main hall, and the ground lamps on both sides gradually lit up, paving a straight path for him, like an extremely clear guide.

Ye Zhibo took a deep breath and took the first step.

He walked slowly, but steadily.

One step, another step.

That strange feeling came back.

This time his feeling was clearer than ever——

There is something, right there in that palace.

It is calling itself.

The author has something to say:——Ye Zhibo has something to say——

Ye Zhibo: Bastard - do all of them have a grudge against me?

Lu Tingxing: Thinking too much, I have no enmity with you, but with your father and me.

Ye Zhibo, an unlucky guy who was abused by his parents.

——Lu Tingxing has something to say——

Lu Tingxing: I lost it, and today my wife won't let me in again!