This Omega is Immune to All Abilities

Yi Jiamu irrigates the spinal water with nutrients on the balcony. www.sto123.cc

The concentration of the newly purchased nutrient solution is too high. He tried to debug it a few times before finally allocating the appropriate ratio.

In the dormitory, Sangbei was lying at the table, playing with the terminal, and on the display screen was the campus forum page.

The forum has already opened up because of the resolution of the mumble incident. The combat academy that had lost its big face had been completely silent. This time it was dragged out again to whip the corpse. The students of the various academies besieged and ridiculed collectively. The scene was also very lively.

At this moment, the communicator thrown in front of the desktop suddenly flashed twice. Sang Bei took a look and found that it was a gossip group he had joined before. I didn’t know who suddenly sent a series of photos. In a blink of an eye, the discussion was in full swing. .

The distance of these photos was obviously far away, and the protagonist was also blurred, but as a diehard cp fan, Sang Bei still recognized it at a glance, then looked at the discussion in the group, and was immediately excited to the new allies Waved your hand: "Mumu, please come soon! Mucha, I don't know who was the one who luckily urged me, Wuli Night God shot again, so special (thorn ci) exciting!"

Yi Jiamu irrigated the last drop of nutrient solution in the irrigation device, pondered the "Night God" in his mouth, and recalled: "Gu Yesheng?"

Sang Bei pointed to the figure on the screen: "You must not have seen how the gods used their abilities during the night! Look at the pace that these six relatives did not recognize. Look at this reincarnation-like expression of the king, otherwise I will fall again. , It's too savage!"

Yi Jiamu did not mention the attack on Sang Bei last night. Naturally, the roommate did not know that he had seen Gu Yesheng’s strange power effect long ago. In the photo of Qing Changxiang, he commented very realistically: "If nothing else, your eyesight is pretty good."

"This is not the point!" Sang Bei ignored the ridicule in this tone, and he looked excited. "Do you know who this night **** taught? Gu Xiucheng! That's the young man from his family! It’s no secret that the two didn’t deal with it, but it’s really the first time they really started working face-to-face like this! Is this the generational grudge of the legendary ancient metaclan family!”

The name made Yi Jiamu feel familiar, and it soon came to mind: "You sent me my fanatic villain before?"

"Congratulations, you are already a qualified **** blame!" Sang Bei applauded him, "This is Gu Xiucheng, the most common official villain in the fan zone! The enemy of the night **** who can never be shaken!"

"Oh, that's really (thorn ci) exciting." Yi Jiamu didn't worry too much about this kind of gossip. When he was just about to clean the irrigation device, the sentence that Gu Yesheng said yesterday appeared in his mind: This I will deal with the matter.

He walked slightly and asked, "How did they match up?"

Sangbei got stuck at the next moment of this sudden question, and for a while he said dumbly: "I don't know."

"Oh." Yi Jiamu nodded and turned into the bathroom.

Waiting for it to come out again, the communicator placed on the table just rang. After it was connected, a familiar voice came across: "Children, are you in the dorm?"

Yi Jiamu glanced at the unfamiliar number on the communicator in amazement, and said: "In."

"Look downstairs?"

Yi Jiamu walked to the balcony and looked down. Sure enough, he saw the casually leaning figure under the shade of the tree not far away. The proportions were long and slender. He was wearing the same scarlet (color) cardigan as in the photo. Dissolute and unspeakable anger.

Just listening to the sound of laughter is not like the protagonist who just ended a fighting incident: "Go downstairs and find you something."

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There are many people downstairs in the dormitory, Gu Yesheng took Yi Jiamu to find a place with few people, and handed over the (nai Nai) tea very smoothly.

Yi Jiamu had already seen this cup of (nai) tea, thanked him, and unkindly (cha) drank it into the straw to drink, and squeezed out a vague sentence: "There are four more cups."

When he drinks (nai) tea, his cheek bulges slightly, with such a pair of apricot eyes, it looks as soft as possible.

Gu Yesheng looked at him, and for some reason, suddenly remembered the gangsters who were still lying on the bed (chuang) and couldn't help but want to laugh.

A kitten that is usually harmless to humans and animals, who can think of another face with open teeth and dancing claws, but unfortunately he went too late yesterday and failed to appreciate the cool heroic posture.

Yi Jiamu took a few sips of milk (milk Nai), and inadvertently glanced at him, glancing at the half-cut at the collar of Gu Yesheng's collar, and asked casually, "I heard you went to fight?"

Gu Yesheng was stunned, thinking of the crowd outside the cafe before, and smiled loosely: "Gu Xiucheng has not yet qualified to fight me, at most it is called a unilateral warning."

Yi Jiamu thought for a while, and then asked, "So, was this guy from yesterday?"

Gu Yesheng didn't expect the children's intuition to be so sharp. His eyes were lightly ridiculed and silent: "Don't care about him, he is the one I target."

Yi Jiamu didn't speak. From the expression, he obviously didn't understand this kind of speech very well.

Gu Yesheng's eyes glanced over this face, and he was silent for a moment. Suddenly, the ghost stretched out his hand, gently pinched his jaw, and lifted it up a bit.

This movement was abrupt, and Yi Jiamu was a little stunned for a moment.

The eyes of the two were intertwined quietly in silence, and for a while, no one said anything.

Gu Yesheng's expression (color) seemed a little distant in a moment, and the coolness spread along the fingertips stroked between his jaws.

For the first time, he used his abilities so carefully, restraining temptation, and fearing that a little effort would cause harm to the opponent. Such a quiet and hesitant attempt, always paying attention, trying to find a subtle anomaly in the other person's expression (sex), but it is still useless.

The apricot eyes of the light tea (color) are calm, and there is no trace of waves at all.

Gu Yesheng finally confirmed that this omega is really not afraid of him.

It was supposed to be a very fatal thing for a person to completely fail. However, after a while, Gu Yesheng laughed secretly, without a word, even with a weird joy in his tone: "Child, I will cover you in the future."

Yi Jiamu had been calmly looking at each other's eyes, and suddenly heard such words, apparently surprised.

However, he still habitually (sexually) thought about this proposal before answering calmly: "Actually not."

Gu Yesheng looked at him in a dumbfounded manner and released his hand with a small smile: "It doesn't need to be rejected so quickly."

The students of the theory school at Chongxing are like flowers in the greenhouse, and they rarely have the opportunity to really get in touch with the complex power circle. I don’t even know Gu Xiucheng’s dirty people. It’s natural that he doesn’t know the real evil in this world. I'm embarrassed to refuse now, but it's because I still don't know what I might face in the future.

When Gu Yesheng saw Yi Jiamu's face, he was inexplicably temperless. He refused not only to be angry, but also to be able to find a step for such a small stubborn (qiang qiang) in a different way: "Nah, This is the registration form that the president asked me to bring to you. If you are willing to come to our heterogeneous association, I, the vice president, will take special care of it. If you want to refuse it, maybe it is not so appropriate?"

Recently, some clubs have started to issue new announcements. As the highest student organization in the school, the Chongxing Yuanyuan Association has naturally been heard.

In fact, one of the main purposes of Yi Jiamu's study in Chongxing is to be able to participate in the examination of the qualifications of the heterogeneous teacher in the future. Therefore, it is indeed possible to find a student organization to fight for the corresponding test placements. In this regard, Xuanyuan will have a unique advantage. It is only this kind of school-level metaphysics that has always been the top versatile student in the school that is eligible to join, and it seems that he is not very friendly to students of the theoretical school like him.

I never expected that Gu Yesheng would directly send the registration form.

Yi Jiamu reminded: "I am a student of the theory school."

As far as he knew, the Chongxing Alien Society had never had a new precedent in the theory school.

"I know." Gu Yesheng leaned over and gently tapped the bottom of the form with his fingertips, breathing through his ears, "So the job assigned by the president is an assistant of the association."

Yi Jiamu looked down the slender fingertips, and clearly saw this note: "What does the assistant mean?"

Gu Yesheng chuckled and wrapped his hand on his shoulder to the front, comparing the numbers: "Every month, you can get these salaries."

Yi Jiamu blinked, some light flashed at the bottom of his eyes, nodded happily and seriously: "I join."

Gu Yesheng saw such a series of expression changes in his eyes, and he couldn't help but lie on Yi Jiamu's shoulder and laughed: "I know, you will like this job."