King of Black Mist

In the darkness, a crisp snap of fingers was vaguely heard.

All skills are gone.

It was dark inside the carriage.

"What's going on?" someone asked loudly.

The effect of "Am I handsome" is gone.

A bolt of purple lightning struck his spine, his potential surged, waves of numbness poured into his legs, and Li Changzhou shot out in an instant.

"Who!"

"Small!"

"What!"

"what happened?!"

"what happens?!"

Screams came and went.

"Who stole my weapon! Who?!"

"My military flag! Presumptuous!"

"No, someone stole something, please be careful!"

"Whoever fucking touches me is seeking death!"

"No one touches it. Anyone who dares to touch it is a thief! Damn it, my clothes!"

The heat in his legs disappeared, Li Changzhou stepped aside, and the sounds of fighting could be heard in his ears.

"Just these few?" he asked Xiaoyue beside him in a low voice.

"besides."

Before Xiaoyue could finish speaking, a group of people walked out of the box. The leader asked doubtfully: "What's going on? What happened? I wonder if there will be punishment for fighting in the car?"

Master Huang!

Li Changzhou walked toward his mentor with grief.

"Stop fighting, everyone is a black card, and the goals in the dungeon are the same. What's the matter-"

His scalp was numb. Master Huang was worthy of being a disciple of a large sect. Even if he had no skills, he still had many strange abilities.

At the critical moment, he stepped lightly on the ground with his shoes and drew a semicircle with his body. He predicted it in advance and avoided Li Changzhou's attack.

While stepping aside, Master Huang shouted: "Stop!"

Because there were penalties for fighting, he didn't dare to take the opportunity to fight back.

Li Changzhou's left shoulder exploded with strength, and his arm shot out like a javelin. His five fingers were as sharp as hooks, piercing the opponent's throat.

He slowed down this move, leaving room to stop.

But for Master Huang, this close blow, as fast as thunder, is simply the biggest life and death crisis in life.

Lightning struck his spine, and Master Huang, despite his old age, unleashed the strongest and most agile attack in his life.

Hear the thunder in the silence!

After taking the shot, he even felt like he had made progress and improved his abilities in "Thunder Book".

Facing this palm that stirred up wind and thunder, Li Changzhou retracted his claws, turned them into fists, and hit him head on.

boom!

The two of them each took two steps back.

Li Changzhou didn't use the Book of Thunder, and his physique was beyond ordinary people. He quickly regained his breath and strode forward.

Master Huang's whole body was numb. When he heard the wind, he subconsciously shouted: "Be careful!"

The teammates behind him couldn't care much at this time and took action immediately.

Facing this group of old men and women who knew "Book of Thunder", Li Changzhou did not dare to raise his eyebrows. Lightning struck his spine and his muscles tightened.

A punch was exchanged, a kick was exchanged, a claw was moved away from the wrong shoulder, and an iron rock was slapped away with a palm, and they passed through the crowd without any danger.

The difficulty is comparable to returning home during the Chinese New Year. On the way, I saw a group of old men and women chatting at the entrance of the village, which was like a ray of light on my back.

The old man and the old lady were not willing to fight, they leaned against each other and never took the initiative.

Li Changzhou took the opportunity to sneak back to Xiaoyue in the dark: "Is there anything else?"

"No more, no more."

"What are you doing with your hands?" Li Changzhou waved the other person away.

"See if you are injured." Xiaoyue's voice was full of saliva.

"Uh-huh." Li Qianxia's voice.

It's over, she is here, Yang Qinglan must be there.

"Woo--" The train rumbled and drove out of the tunnel, and the sky was bright.

The scene in front of me was chaotic. The medieval knight was holding the flag of the pigtailed official. The pigtailed official was hiding in the corner and putting on his Taoist robe. The Taoist priest was hiding the monk's purple gold bowl in his sleeve. The monk's clothes were all stripped off.

The spider spirit was holding his cassock and walking quietly away.

Food was scattered all over the floor, and the egg liquid of a sterile dinosaur egg dripped all over the floor. The minotaur holding the knight's sword slipped and fell.

The fish was kicked up by the minotaur, its mouth opened wide, and it drew an arc in the sky. With a pop, it was loaded into a large glass of beer.

"Jiligulu, gulugulu!" Bubbles bubbled up, and I didn't know what the fish was talking about.

In broad daylight, Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan looked at each other.

Li Changzhou clenched his fist and coughed against his lips: "Look at that fish, does it look like a person who is about to suffocate?"

Yang Qinglan took a look.

"Jiligulu!" the fish yelled (probably scolding).

Yang Qinglan pursed her lips and suppressed her smile.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three figures suddenly rushed in, the leader was an eagle with upright legs, very majestic and handsome;

Followed by an ant, cold armor, like a machine;

There was another flight attendant who looked completely European (not sure what it was). He looked dignified and seemed very gentle.

The hawk dressed as the conductor coldly swept over everyone present, and finally settled on Xiaoyue.

After looking at her for five seconds, Xiaoyue clasped her hands together, closed her eyes tightly, and made a gesture of begging, before Captain Eagle Train said, "What's going on?"

"I've tried to persuade them to fight or cause trouble," Xiaoyue replied quickly.

"The difficulty of everyone's dungeon has been increased!" Captain Eagle said, turned around and left, "Erase their memories."

The European female flight attendant folded her hands on her lower abdomen, bowed slightly, and sent the conductor and security personnel off.

After Conductor Eagle and Ant left, Little Moon stepped forward like a rabbit, hugged the European female flight attendant, whispered something in a low voice, and pointed at Li Changzhou and the others from time to time.

The European female flight attendant frowned, looking embarrassed, and finally nodded with great difficulty. Xiaoyue made an "ok" gesture to Li Changzhou and the others.

The European female flight attendant walked to the middle of the aisle.

"Wait, I protest! I didn't even do anything!"

"Give me back my clothes first!"

"Miss stewardess, someone else made the first move, I was acting in self-defense!"

The European female flight attendant smiled and said to everyone: "Please forget everything the flight attendant said after entering the station this time. Thank you for your cooperation."

She smiled and bowed.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then came back to their senses.

"Damn! I'm being punished again!" Someone yelled. It seemed like this wasn't the first time.

"Miss stewardess, what punishment did we receive?" Master Huang asked hurriedly.

"Sorry, no comment, this is prohibited." The European female flight attendant smiled.

"Miss stewardess, can I buy it with money?"

"Sorry, no comment, this is prohibited."

"The flight attendants are great and they have a lot of money. Is this the difficulty of the mission?"

"Sorry, no comment, this is prohibited."

"Miss stewardess, I protest. My clothes were stripped off. I demand compensation from these people!" the monk shouted, and he actually had a tattoo on his body.

"Sorry, we don't offer this service."

"What about my clothes? How can I get them to return them if I can't do anything with them!"

"I will report this issue to the game, please wait for the news."

Seeing the dignified and generous appearance of the European female flight attendants, Li Qianxia couldn't help but curiously asked Xiaoyue: "They are all flight attendants, why are you so immoral?"

Xiaoyue raised the corner of her mouth and gave an exaggerated sneer: "When nothing happens, she will also fill in notes for skills. Do you think she is serious?"

Skill notes?

"Sister," Li Qianxia leaned forward, "Who wrote the skill "Di Que's butt poke hurts more"? How painful is the sharp pain? Is it comparable to "torture"? "

The European female flight attendant turned around and said with a smile: "Sorry, no comment, this is prohibited. Also, please forget what Xiaoyue said just now, thank you for your cooperation."

As soon as she bowed, Li Qianxia was stunned for a moment, and then looked confused, why did she come here?

The European female flight attendant looked at Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan.

"Please rest assured!" Li Changzhou solemnly promised, never looking at her butt.

The European female flight attendant smiled and looked away, then twisted Xiaoyue's ears and pulled her away.

"It hurts! I can't lick my ears!"

"I'll cut it off for you."

"What's the point of cutting it off and licking it! My saliva is not glue!"

Li Changzhou and the others watched the flight attendants leave, took another look at the players who were still arguing, demanding the return of props and clothes, and then returned to the box.

"A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise." Yang Qinglan laughed softly as he sat down.

The scenery outside the window now turned into a forest, with snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Li Qianxia sighed: "Oh, my journey around the world."

"By the way," she remembered something, "Qinglan, you should be responsible for formulating strategies next time. Bargaining is not suitable for you. You are not buying clothes in a boutique, so you can't bargain."

"Then you should blame your brother." Upon hearing this, Yang Qinglan knew that she was talking about the favor she had just asked Xiaoyue.

"My brother?" Li Qianxia looked at Li Changzhou in confusion.

Li Changzhou was thinking about the tricks of Master Huang's group of aunts and uncles.

Yang Qinglan picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "For a man like Master Huang, your brother rushes to speak. Xiaoyue came over and said nothing. You were pretending to be in a good mood. If I don't speak, who will."

"Who's in a bad mood? I'm always in a good mood." Li Qianxia tried to scratch the corner of her left eye with her right hand, but she took a cup instead and poured herself some water.

The water hit the bottom of the glass, making a gurgling sound.

"That's wrong!" Li Qianxia put down the cup, "When did you and my brother develop this tacit understanding?"

"When?" Yang Qinglan asked Li Changzhou, looking at him with clear eyes.

"Actually," Li Changzhou picked up a free cigar and held it in the corner of his mouth pretendingly, "there are many types of human intelligence, including linguistic intelligence, logical intelligence, spatial intelligence, kinesthetic intelligence, musical intelligence, communicative intelligence, and intrinsic intelligence. , natural intelligence, etc., it’s okay if Miss Yang is not good at bargaining.”

"I understand." Li Qianxia nodded, "Brother, your answer is wrong. There must be a problem with your language intelligence."

Li Changzhou took off his cigar with a look on his face, 'Are you deliberately looking for trouble? 'Looking at my sister with an expression.

Yang Qinglan chuckled lightly and picked up the cup.

Li Changzhou slowly looked away from his sister and picked up the cup, indicating that he wanted to clink glasses with Yang Qinglan.

The two of them bumped into each other, like two gangsters making a deal, with Li Qianxia being the talkative younger brother.

"Ms. Yang," Li Changzhou put down his cup and resumed smoking his cigar, "I think we work well together and there is no need to change. What do you think?"

"Flight attendants have so many strange skills. We may have forgotten something without realizing it." Yang Qinglan pondered.

"Qinglan, what is my brother asking you?" Li Qianxia watched the show.

"You can try writing down important things on paper, and then put the paper into the honeypot world."

"Lan Lan?" Li Qianxia leaned forward.

Yang Qinglan stepped back, away from her face, and said, "You are worse than your brother. Not only do you have problems with your verbal intelligence, but also your logical intelligence."

"What do you mean? Oh! I understand. Are you saying that you didn't refuse, but agreed? You don't allow my brother to talk to women? Do you want to declare sovereignty to him?"

This sentence was cadenced, sometimes as slow as a word, sometimes as fast as a machine gun.

"I didn't say." Yang Qinglan denied and looked out the window.

Li Qianxia kicked Li Changzhou under the table, hinting that he would pursue the victory.

Li Changzhou sat up slightly and took off the cigar as a prop.

"I prove," he said, "that she didn't say it."

"."

Li Qianxia slapped her face.

It can be seen from Yang Qinglan's profile that she also smiled.

"Huh?" Li Changzhou looked confused.

"Forget it, forget it!" Li Qianxia put down her hand and patted her thigh, "There are indeed many types of human intelligence."

Li Changzhou knew that he must have said something wrong, but where did he go wrong? Is it wrong to protect Yang Qinglan?

He put the cigar in his mouth again in confusion.

The train rumbled and seemed to be laughing.

The three of them checked the rule book about the dungeon and found nothing. It could be summed up in one sentence - no future events should be revealed to anyone in the past.

While chatting, singing suddenly came from the radio.

(Bus, subway, ship, plane, just like us, are destined to wander.)

(One day, I don’t know when, we will become our true selves.)

(They know nothing and are convinced that the world remains unchanged and continues as usual.)

(Not really, not really.)

(The world is changing irrevocably in places they don’t know.)

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In 1928, there were many warlords, mainly three warlords: Li, Zhao and Song.

In early summer, the Zhao family and the Song family fought.

In July, the Li family's warlord commander Li Xinghua was persuaded by the Zhao family and his eldest son Li Bichang to send troops to fight against the Song Dynasty.

At the end of July, Li Xinghua and his eldest son Li Bichang were assassinated on a special car heading to Mingcheng.

In August, Li's second son came to power. He refused to avenge his father's hatred and stood still.

In October, the second son of the Li family sent troops and defeated the Zhao family and the Song family, becoming the most powerful warlord in the Xia Kingdom at that time.

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Li Changzhou opened his eyes.

"Second Master, Lin Mansion has arrived."

The headlights of an old Buick car illuminated a few lines of illusory fonts.

[Time: 1928, spring]

[Location: Songcheng]

[Background: The warlord is tyrannical, the martial arts hall uses force to break the ban, the evildoer lingers for breath, and the charming eyes of four beauties]

[Character: Li’s second son, Li Changzhou]

[White card missions: 1: Li Xinghua and Li Bichang send troops to fight against the Song Dynasty; 2: Li Xinghua and Li Bichang die; 3: Li Changzhou takes power]

[Black Card Mission: 1: Li Xinghua and Li Bichang give up sending troops; 2: Li Xinghua and Li Bichang live; 3: Li Changzhou loses inheritance rights]

Li Changzhou got off the car.

"Second Master." Liu De, his subordinate, handed over the civilized staff.

Li Changzhou took it, holding the stick in his left hand and pocket in his right hand, looking at the brightly lit Western-style garden building in front of him.

Lin Mansion, a dance, the second son of the Li family, Li Changzhou, returned from studying abroad for many years and met his fiancée Lin Yin for the first time.

"My Qinglan, where are you?" Li Changzhou sighed and stepped forward.

Gorgeous and wide white stone steps, stone lion statues, fountains, and dark lawns at night.

The gramophone was whistling, and the woman in cheongsam covered her mouth and laughed with a shawl on her wrist; the person in the exquisite Western dress called the other person "Miss".

The scene gradually turned from gray to bright, and the sizzling gramophone finally sang.

"The beautiful willow flowers are blooming, the orioles are singing sweetly, and the spring scenery has returned to the world."

"Cherish your youth and don't let it down."

The boy in front of the door caught a glimpse of him and shouted excitedly into the house:

"Second Master Li is here——"