King of Black Mist

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The sound of taking pictures came to his ears, and Li Changzhou knew that his wallet was going to suffer again.

"Do you know what image rights and privacy rights are?"

"If you say that, I can only sell you lunch for two months." Li Qianxia not only refused to repent, but also increased the price. She was simply lawless and did not take the law and her brother seriously.

At the same time, he failed to take into account the reality - Li Changzhou's wallet was simply not enough to treat guests for two months.

Yang Qinglan looked at Li Changzhou's face and saw that he was angry and helpless when facing his sister. When he turned his eyes to look at himself, there was a little smile in his eyes.

She also smiled a little: "There is a saying in philosophy, whatever you need will control you."

After thinking about it, Li Changzhou suddenly came to his senses. He turned to Li Qianxia and said, "If you don't give me the photo, your living expenses will be gone next month."

"ah--"

"Teacher Yang, do you think I understand it correctly?" Li Changzhou asked Yang Qinglan.

Yang Qinglan thought about it seriously and decided to borrow a sentence from Nietzsche to answer him: "Classmate Li, you need something more advanced than desire."

"That's right! You don't need any money at all, just give me all your money!" Li Qianxia came over and said.

Li Changzhou put his hand on her face and pushed her away, not bothering to pay attention to her.

He has now realized that Li Qianxia likes to keep her own money and steal his money, so he will threaten her with living expenses.

"Are you feeling well? Are you still feeling unwell?" he asked Yang Qinglan.

"Okay." Yang Qinglan nodded gently.

"Can you continue?" he asked again.

"Try it." She smiled, "I don't know if I can do it without trying."

Li Changzhou was a little worried, but he didn't think Yang Qinglan would force himself on such a matter.

Black mist stretched out its "hand".

Yang Qinglan's breathing was slightly heavy, her eyes were slightly closed, and her expression was painful and uncomfortable, as if she was motion sick.

After a while, she accepted the third skill.

"Almost." She closed her eyes and her eyelashes trembled like butterflies. "If you continue, your body will collapse."

She felt that the world was shaking silently, and those fine things (such as leaves in the air) seemed to be shaking off, making it impossible to confirm the distance between things.

Although it is such an incredible feeling, the brain seems to be covered with a film, and it is indifferent to all feelings and what is happening.

After a while, Yang Qinglan felt that the world had returned to normal. Li Changzhou was half a meter away from her. Li Qianxia had a slender figure and had a sense of things again.

Before giving Li Qianxia skills, the two brothers and sisters first listened to Yang Qinglan summarize the personal experience of the "victim".

Yang Qinglan explained her previous feelings in detail.

"It sounds like motion sickness and insomnia." Li Changzhou muttered.

"A little bit." Yang Qinglan agreed.

"But Yaferona and the others don't seem to have any serious side effects." Li Qianxia was confused.

Li Changzhou looked at Yang Qinglan and wanted to hear her opinion. His own understanding of Hei Wu could not be called understanding at all.

Just like a mobile phone with many functions, he only knows how to use it, but he has no idea how to implement these functions.

As for Yang Qinglan, it is equivalent to a real person being taken into the mobile phone, and using the camera function P to add cat ears, cat tail, and cat paws.

Yang Qinglan, who has become a "cat lady", may not understand the functions of a "mobile phone" as well as Li Changzhou, but because of personal experience, her understanding of the essence (probably only in the P picture) is better than that of Li Changzhou, who can only move his fingers. daytime.

"There is a guess." Yang Qinglan thought.

The two siblings didn't speak, waiting quietly for her to collect her thoughts.

"Seeing the black fog," she said, "the more you resist, the more you distrust, the greater the side effects."

"You don't trust me?" Li Changzhou grasped the key point and asked immediately.

"What do you think?" Yang Qinglan looked at him with an expression that said, "If I didn't trust you, I would have died a long time ago" and "Don't talk such nonsense."

"Then what do you mean, your trust in me is not as good as that of Yafelona and Hurd?"

"Brother," Li Qianxia pushed him with her elbow, "You feel like a baby now."

"Because the relationship between us is equal," Yang Qinglan explained to the baby, "They directly regard you as their "master" and naturally trust you unconditionally and wholeheartedly. I have yet to examine you."

"Why do you still need to inspect?!" Li Changzhou remembered that when he entered the dungeon for the first time, didn't he already pass the inspection?

Yang Qinglan brushed the hair from her cheeks: "The inspection is different."

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"Baby," Li Qianxia poked him with her elbow again, "your saliva is going to flow out."

Li Changzhou held an empty fist in his hand, put it against his lips and coughed slightly, then said to Yang Qinglan, who was staring at him and watching the excitement: "If you continue, what if you don't trust me? What are the consequences?"

"The consequences of distrust," Yang Qinglan paused, "I don't know whether he will die, but at least it will be very painful, and he may even have a mental breakdown."

Li Changzhou nodded and said, "I'll add one more thing. Of course, I don't know if it will be useful."

When he manipulated the black mist and gave others skills, he mentally "terrorized" the black mist, not to scare people, but to be gentle.

This is another thing that no matter how much you speculate, you can't know the specific conclusion.

"When you give skills to others, just think about it. It's not a troublesome thing. Of course, the enemy is an exception." Finally, Yang Qinglan said.

"Yes." Li Changzhou agreed and turned to Li Qianxia, ​​"My cutest sister, the time has come to test whether you trust your brother."

Li Qianxia struggled to take out the ID card she had prepared. If possible, she really didn't want to see the black mist again.

She covered her eyes and looked like she was ready to be beaten: "Come on!"

There is no use covering your eyes. This may not be a spiritual matter, but involves the deeper soul.

Black mist stretched out its "hand".

"Ah! Stop, stop! I'm dizzy! Be gentle!"

You can still shout, which proves that everything is fine.

But even Li Qianxia feels dizzy, which proves that Yang Qinglan's trust in him is actually very high?

Or is it not that they don't trust enough, but that he doesn't have enough control over the black mist?

Soon, Li Qianxia also filled in the two vacant skills.

Neither of them replaced their existing skills because they had been studying them for a long time and wanted to try to 'fully acquire' them and accumulate learning experience.

The three skills Yang Qinglan chose are: "Big Wood Forest Spider Pose·Cobweb", "Tightening Mushroom Pose·Audio Hallucination", and "Ayahuasca·Hallucination".

"Big Wood Spider Style·Spider Web" has been reduced from B+ level to B level.

An ordinary female giant wood spider can build a web with a diameter of about one meter to catch insects, and even prey on finches and bats.

After turning into a skill, this spider web can be used by players to catch food, let alone people (it should not be able to eat, only catch).

"Condensed Spotted Mushroom Style·Auditory Hallucination" has been changed from B+ to B level, causing the target to hear hallucinations. If the intelligence is high enough, it can weave the content of the auditory hallucinations.

"Ayahuasca·Illusion" has also changed from B+ to B level. What you fear most, what you see, let the enemy see what they fear most in their hearts.

Li Qianxia's new skills are: "Flat-headed Clay Wasp·Powerful Neurotoxin" and "Super Speed".

"Flat-headed Clay Wasp·Powerful Neurotoxin" has changed from B+ to B level. The skill introduction has not changed. It is still: after being injected with toxin, it will obey the orders of the skill holder. The lower the enemy's HP, the better the effect.

After becoming B level, perhaps this "lower blood volume" requirement has become higher.

"Super speed" is the instinct of the Japanese samurai killed by Li Changzhou.

[Name: Speeding]

[Type: Skill]

[Quality: B]

[Special effect: Increase agility by 15%]

[Minimum usage conditions: Physical fitness reaches half of agility]

[Introduction: Without breaking through the boundaries, the upper limit of agility will not exceed 10]

[Remarks: Speed——, 70 miles! The mood is, freedom! Run with the wind and freedom is the direction! Chasing thunder~ and lightning! the power of! (If you strum the guitar strings like crazy, you’ll get rid of a week’s worth of dandruff)]

It's not useful at the moment, but it will be a very useful skill once the boundaries are exceeded.

"It's just that the 'note' is a bit disgusting." Li Qianxia complained.

"How much is a week's supply?" Li Changzhou thought seriously.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know this kind of thing." Yang Qinglan interrupted his thinking.

The skills of both of them have been carefully selected. Even if they are downgraded by one level, they are still B-level.

At this moment, all six of their skill slots were finally filled. Although it was not perfect, it was as good as possible.

If you want something better and better, you can only take the subway and go back in time.

"When we get to the church later, let the two of us practice first." Yang Qinglan said to Li Changzhou.

"That's right!" Li Qianxia couldn't wait to try how much blood she had to bleed to make people obey her words, but unfortunately her brother refused to help.

"Okay, two lunches." Li Changzhou replied.

Yang Qinglan: "."

"Look, you taught me this." Li Qianxia turned to her and said.

Yang Qinglan didn't know what to say.

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Monreale Cathedral is located in Monreale, a satellite town of Palermo, Sicily.

The cigarette man, the water girl, the darts man, and the billiards girl sit on the right side of the church.

On the left are the Cardinal's men, a group of monks.

The two sides look down on each other. The one on the left thinks that the right is a wild, irreligious mudblood who cannot be loved by the "Lord", while the right thinks that the left is totally crazy.

In the front of the church, the icon of the Almighty Lord is carved on the high vault, with cold eyes watching every corner of the church.

As long as you enter this church, no matter where you stand, you will be watched by the Almighty Lord.

Under the icon, the cardinal and the nun were talking.

"Calvino is dead, Hurd has been subdued, and Yaferona is coming here with people, all with guns in their hands." The red archbishop muttered to himself, as if he was repeating what a certain existence conveyed to him. information.

"Do you need help?" The nun - Laona, who has a holy and elegant temperament but a charming figure.

The red archbishop looked into the distance and came back to his senses. His voice was quiet and calm: "Under the gaze of the Lord, no one can turn defeat into victory."

"I hope so," the nun replied.

On the seat, the four people on the right were chatting in low voices.

"Miles, what's the winning rate this time?" The cigarette man held a cigarette in his hand but didn't light it.

"You'll have to find me a woman so I can tell you," Miles replied.

"I remember you could use your hands once?" The billiards girl's eyes were full of curiosity.

"I swore to the Lord that I would never use my hands again unless absolutely necessary." Miles looked at the Almighty Lord with a pious and respectful expression.

The cigarette man, the water girl, and the billiards girl all smacked their mouths in unison at the same time.

"Smoking man," Miles, the dart man, glanced around the nun and turned his eyes to the smoking man next to him, "After what happened last time, didn't you never trust me again?"

"I'm a nostalgic person. I always hate to throw away the clothes I no longer wear at home because I think they will be used at some point. How about you? There are also wastes."

Before Yan Man finished speaking, the nun and the red archbishop turned around at the same time and looked at the bronze door of the church more than a hundred meters away.

The door was pushed open immediately, and a group of people walked in, carrying the Mediterranean wind and the smell of bad intentions.

"Fuck! There's no pool table here!" The billiard girl cursed in a low voice and stepped back.

"I don't have a girl either... Uh, um, come on you two!" The dart man retreated together.

The cigarette man held the cigarette in his mouth, lit the lighter with his hand, and stared at the uninvited guest in front of the bronze door.

Amidst the sound of rushing water, several water tentacles broke out from the back of the water girl. Under the refraction of the sun, they were as crystal clear as glass.

The red archbishop's gaze swept across the crowd. He saw Hurd, saw Yaferona, and finally his eyes rested on the blurry figure in the front.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"'Lord'." The vague figure answered.

Sister Laerna's golden eyes narrowed slightly.