King of Black Mist

Songcheng, Dahuo District, Xinnan Road, Qianshu Alley, narrow shanties.

The small kerosene lamp was on, and two young girls were squeezed into the light. The light was weak and cramped, and the two girls seemed to be huddled in a small cardboard box.

"Asakusa."

"Huh?" Li Qianxia didn't look up, holding a book and reading it. Recently, she has gradually become accustomed to the vertical layout.

Xu Fenfang sewed a few stitches on the clothes, and then said: "Someone came to Ah Qing again today and asked me and Ah Qing to match you up."

Li Qianxia is very popular.

If you take off your clothes, your figure will make girls cry "Sister, kill me", but if you wear clothes, your figure will be slim and you can make men gulp down their saliva.

The original youthful and bright ponytail is styled into a 1928 braid. Sometimes the braid hangs in the middle of the chest, and the pressed shape is full of the temptation of life.

Not to mention that face. Yesterday, a newspaper reporter paid her to be the cover girl.

The newspaper is the famous "Songcheng Pictorial", and the cover characters are usually female stars and celebrities in the theater and film industry, world-famous socialites, ladies and gentlemen, and innocent girls from school.

The previous issue was Chunhuang who had just arrived in Songcheng!

It can be safely said that as long as a young lady and socialite appear on the cover, the number of men chasing her will immediately triple.

So now, Qian Shuxiangzhi said about Li Qianxia's appearance, not to mention her beauty, "Songcheng Pictorial even asked her to be the cover girl!"

"Set me up? Is it that Awen again?"

"No, another one, Awu."

Li Qianxia smiled and turned the page of the "Articles of Association for the Advancement of Women".

Hearing her smile, Xu Fenfang became more energetic. She stopped the needle and asked her in a low voice: "Are you interested? I will answer your question tomorrow and arrange for you two to go see a movie together."

"What?" Li Qianxia laughed, "I laughed because sometimes Awen and sometimes Awu are just like the dynasty Ma Han, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu under Bao Zheng."

Xu Fenfang didn't understand what was so funny. This was the limitation of the times.

It is said that one can tell what kind of era it was from the names of people of a generation, such as Jianguo, Weiguo, Zixuan, Zixuan, and Zixuan.

Now everyone laughs at Zixuan, Zixuan and Zixuan, but Zixuan, Zixuan and Zixuan don't find it funny.

"Does that mean you are interested in Ah Wu?" Xu Fenfang asked.

Li Qianxia raised her head and wanted to say something. After thinking about it, she simply took out another newspaper from her side.

"Did you see it?" She pointed at Li Changzhou in the photo.

"Second Master Li?" Xu Fenfang looked at her carefully, then raised her head to look at Li Qianxia, ​​"Do you want to be his concubine? Don't dream. But you are so beautiful, you really have a chance, and your concubine doesn't care about her background."

"What! I want to be his aunt? I mean, my partner must be as handsome, as powerful, and as loving as him."

"I love you?" Xu Fenfang asked doubtfully.

Li Qianxia took a peek at the bed to confirm that all those people were asleep.

She got a little closer to Xu Fenfang and whispered: "Actually, I am Li Changzhou's sister, but because I was poor when I was young, I gave my daughter away."

Xu Fenfang raised her fist and lightly tapped Li Qianxia on the back.

"Stop talking nonsense!" she scolded with a smile.

"Who are you talking nonsense?" Li Qianxia pursed her lips and smiled, "Take a closer look."

She put Li Changzhou's face in the newspaper together with her own.

"Isn't it similar?"

Xu Fenfang didn't take it seriously at first, thinking she was joking, but when she saw it, she found that it looked a bit like her.

"Are you telling the truth?" Xu Fenfang was not sure.

Li Qianxia held her stomach and laughed. Xu Fenfang knew that she had been deceived and angrily pretended to prick her with a needle.

"Hey, Fen, don't make trouble! The needle is used to sew your wedding dress, and it won't be good if it sees blood!"

“It’s good to have a little bit of fun when getting married!”

"That's in bed at night!"

"You rascal!"

The two girls quarreled for a while, read a book for a while, did needlework for a while, turned off the kerosene lamp, and lay on the bed.

"Axia."

"Um?"

"Don't tell anyone that I changed the material of my clothes. I'll buy you a pair of shoes."

"Just don't let them find you. My mouth is tighter than your stitches."

After saying a few words, Xu Fenfang yawned and fell asleep.

When she fell asleep, Li Qianxia opened her eyes. In the middle of the night, her eyes were as bright as stars in the night sky.

He left the rental house quickly and quietly, and transformed into the yard, where the snowy owl plunged into the night.

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Song City, West Gate.

It was a dark and windy night, and the body of a tall, thin middle-aged man was hanging on a high tower. The wind blew occasionally and turned gloomily.

At this time, a gust of wind happened to blow, but the body did not spin and was swept away by the wind.

Far in the night sky, the snowy owl flapped its wings and followed it as if gliding.

The wind blew by, and the corpse floated, landed on the Eight Immortals Bridge, and entered a house.

The snowy owl swooped down and landed on a willow tree by the pond in the yard, its golden eyes piercing the glass.

"Uncle, I brought him back." Feng turned into a strong young man.

There were seven or eight people sitting in the small living room, some in military uniforms, some in suits, and some in long gowns and cheongsams.

"I didn't expect that little brat Li Changzhou was not fooled." The old man sitting at the top, wearing a military uniform, said viciously.

"It seems that instigating him to rebel will not work." A man in a suit muttered.

"In my opinion, just beat him to death." said a man in a long gown playing with iron galls.

"No." A woman in cheongsam said, "No matter whether we did it or not, the commander-in-chief will definitely think that we killed him. The best way is to instigate him to rebel, assassinate the commander-in-chief and the uncle, and let the commander-in-chief personally Go ahead and kill him."

"But Li Changzhou doesn't accept this trick." The man in the iron-courage gown said, "So what if I kill him? There is no evidence to prove his death. Even if the commander is suspicious, how can he give up on me? He only has a son left."

"That's inappropriate," said a man in a suit. "The handsome man is ruthless and insists on doing things his own way. No one knows what he will do if he offends anyone."

"Now Li Changzhou wants to build a workers' dormitory and give every worker a job. We might as well give him a stumbling block."

The uncle, Li Bichang, is sitting at the top. He is as tall as a hill.

"How to make it a stumbling block?" he asked, obviously leaning towards this plan.

"Let the people from the beggar gang go to the porridge shop to get porridge. Everyone goes there, every day, and makes some trouble from time to time; then they go to build the dormitory, work slowly, grind slowly, but they still get their wages - one or two make trouble , he may be able to take care of it, there are more than 3,000 beggars, let’s see how he takes care of it, how much porridge he can give.”

"What if he uses force? The Marshal gave him the patrol." asked a man in tattered but neat clothes, who was the leader of the Beggar Clan.

"So what?" Another woman in a dress answered.

She smiled and said: "The patrol chief is one of ours. Even if we have to obey Li Changzhou's order to dispatch the police, we will just let the brothers of the Beggar Clan go to the prison to eat a few good meals."

"That makes sense!" Everyone laughed.

"Don't worry, Dundun will have chicken legs!" The patrol chief was there.

Li Bichang looked at the leader of the Beggar Clan.

The leader of the Beggar Clan clasped his fists: "Master, just wait and see the good show."

Li Bichang nodded and said, "But these are just trivial matters. The little brat must be allowed to spend all his money."

"Don't worry, sir." Another man in a suit said with a smile, "We have martial arts gym owners, financial tycoons, gangsters, and police officers here. Without our cooperation, what can that kid do?"

Li Bichang looked around at the group. Without these people in front of him, it would be difficult for anyone to move forward in Songcheng.

He couldn't help laughing, and everyone laughed too.

When the laughter stopped for a while, someone suddenly said: "Uncle, I have another way."

"There are so many ways!" The cheongsam woman covered her mouth and laughed.

Everyone laughed again.

"There are not too many ways, just say it!" Li Bichang said boldly, feeling that he could accomplish anything at this time.

"My uncle has been in the army since he was a child. He has been invincible in every battle and conquered every attack. Isn't the reason why Marshal Li would consider this weakling Li Changzhou because there has been no war for a while?

"I heard that the Song family and the Zhao family may be going to fight recently. If you can convince the commander to unite with one of them to start a war again, you won't have to watch Li Changzhou pretending to be powerful in the city, but he can't do anything. Do."

"What a great idea! Moreover, sir," the man who spoke said softly, "As long as the war breaks out and the military power is in your hands, then, even if the commander is not happy, you will..."

Halfway through, the meaning has been reached.

In a room full of tycoons, gang leaders, patrol chiefs, and martial arts gym owners, except for Li Bichang himself, they all had white cards!

White card mission: Li Xinghua and Li Bichang sent troops to fight against the Song Dynasty. Li Xinghua and Li Bichang died, and Li Changzhou succeeded the Li family warlord.

Li Bichang lowered his eyes, thinking about their suggestions. Unknown to himself, everyone present was staring at him with the eyes of a pack of wolves tricking sheep into leaving the sheepfold.

There is an undercurrent.

Li Qianxia opened her wings and was about to leave.

"Who?!" Tiedan Changshao suddenly shouted, and threw the iron gall in his hand like a cannonball.

boom!

The glass shattered, and Li Qianxia spread her wings, narrowly avoiding the two iron galls that were enough to blow a flying eagle into bloody mud.

"I want to leave!" Following the voice of someone in the room, the wicker behind her whipped toward her, grabbing the snowy owl's paw.

"Catch them alive!" Li Bichang ordered.

The cheongsam woman spread her hands and blew into her palms, and a pink pollen mist enveloped her.

"Get out!" Li Qianxia roared.

"Thunder Roar"

"Bang!" The glass burst instantly and the pollen was blown away.

Everyone's ears were roaring, deafening, and some players who were not good at fighting even fell back on their chairs.

Li Qianxia broke away from the willow tree, launched "Super Speed", and was about to escape.

There was a person in the room who pressed his hands hard on the ground. A halo started from his palm and quickly spread out, turning into a light shield and covering the yard.

The snowy owl soared into the sky, and when it came close to the mask of light, it transformed into a human form.

The blood-colored steel gun fell into his hand, lightning struck his spine, and his potential surged, "Second Stage Stab".

“Buzz——————”

The mask was swaying like crazy, but it remained erect and did not break. The man holding his hands on the ground spit out a mouthful of blood.

The attack failed, the inertia disappeared, and Li Qianxia fell to the ground.

The corner clothes came apart, and she landed with a crash, splashing the dirt in the yard. Her blood-colored armor and mighty battle skirt looked like a Valkyrie.

"Danger level. B." A suit player who was dizzy by "Thunder Roar" stood up and looked at her twice and said.

After hearing this, the man in the iron gall robe jumped out of the building, his iron gall spinning and melting into a pair of swords.

"laugh--"

The gun body and the blade rubbed together into a series of sparks.

Inside the house, a person took out a pistol, and a string of flames shot out from the muzzle, and the gunshots exploded like a rainstorm.

The bullet hit the bloody armor, making a clanging sound.

Li Qianxia was shaken back by the bullet and the power of Tie Dan's sword.

The man in the iron-clad gown let out a loud roar, stepped forward, and bit down hard with his two knives like two fangs.

The barrier man still pressed his hand on the ground, and the willow tree rose up from the ground, and the willow tree scurried over like a snake. Inside the room, the muzzle of the gun turned, and his finger pressed down on the trigger again.

Li Qianxia had no time to visualize "Thunder Picture", so she could only activate "Super Speed" and choose to dodge.

The yard wasn't big, but it wasn't particularly small either. She wanted to hide, but everyone was unable to do anything to her for a while.

"Brother Zhang, do you need help?" the leader of the Beggar Clan asked the brave man in long gown with a smile.

"Take action!" Li Bichang ordered directly.

The leader of the Beggar Clan laughed twice, pulled off his upper body clothes, laughed and jumped into the yard. When his legs landed on the ground, his body was already as tall as a small building.

He took a deep breath, his chest swelling like a balloon.

'Oops! ’ Li Qianxia’s head was pounding and it hurt.

While dodging iron swords, wicker sticks, and bullets, she mustered up her 'power' and was about to let out a "thunder roar" when pink mist suddenly enveloped her, her breath stopped, and the next moment, an earth-shattering roar sounded.

My head was buzzing and my vision blurred.

The leader of the Beggar Clan, who had breathed out all the breath from his chest, stepped in front of her in two steps, grabbed her like a cat with his big hands, and smashed her to the ground with all his strength.

"Bang!"

It was like firing a cannon into the ground.

Li Qianxia felt like her whole body was going to explode, and she was trapped by the blood-colored armor, and her internal organs were shaking back and forth.

The leader of the Beggar Clan bent his legs slightly, and the next moment he jumped up, descending from the sky and stepping towards the pit.

Li Qianxia licked the blood droplets that she had put in her mouth in advance. The blood droplets melted quickly and she regained consciousness. She endured the severe pain and rolled over to avoid it, jumping to a corner.

"You won't die even if you do this." The leader of the Beggar Clan opened his monster-like mouth and said with a ferocious smile.

The leader of the Beggar Clan, the brave man in the long gown, and Liu Shu were approaching Li Qianxia step by step, like a pack of lions hunting.

Inside the house, there was a group of people standing by the broken window watching the show. From time to time, they restrained Li Qianxia and played with her like a mouse.

"You bully the less with more, what kind of men are you!" Li Qianxia waited for the blood beads to recover from her injuries. Her blood beads were the best, but after a while, most of the pain was gone.

"When we catch you, you will know whether we are men or not." A man in a suit laughed in the room.

"You're dead." Li Qianxia suddenly stood up straight, her body hunched over from pain.

She held the gun in her right hand, and held her left hand straight to the left, spreading her slender fingers wrapped in blood-colored armor.

"I want to tell my brother that someone is teasing me."

One eye, facing her palm, opened suddenly.

In the room, the man in a suit who said Li Qianxia threatened only B, at the moment his eye opened, his whole body roared like an explosion:

"Kill her! Quick!"

The leader of the Beggar Clan inhaled again, his chest swelling;

The iron-clad man and the willow tree pounced on Li Qianxia;

Inside the house, someone fired a gun, someone breathed out clouds of air, someone jumped down, and with a flash of cold light, he drew his sword in the air.

boom!

The strong wind swept away everything, and everyone's body was blown away. The leader of the Beggar Clan lost his breath, clutched his chest, and almost coughed up blood.

Where did the strong wind come from?

Everyone turned to look and saw that a fist was slowly withdrawing from the "eye". In the slowly enlarging "eye", a blurry figure was looking at them with cold eyes.