King of Black Mist

When walking in a blizzard, he either didn't want to move for fear of stirring up a little wind. Once he started moving, he didn't want to stop. Li Changzhou ran into Fengxue Town with his men.

The simple stable can only barely protect against wind and rain, but there are many horses inside, and the heat radiating out makes the temperature in the stable bearable.

There were a few scattered lamps on the top of the shed, and from time to time ghosts would crash into the lights.

Everyone dismounted, and before Li Changzhou could make a move, a lean man held his horse with his left hand and stretched out his right hand to take his reins.

"Come on! Enter the tavern! It's freezing to death!"

"Damn! My hands are frozen!"

The two quickly tied the reins and ran towards the bright tavern in the distance. Before they could leave the stable, they were pulled back by the old man.

"What are you doing, old man?!"

The old man hit the two of them hard on the back of the head, making only the sound of cloth hitting cloth.

The snow on my hat and collar looked like dust.

The old man glanced quickly at Li Changzhou, then glared at the two of them.

Looking along the line of sight, I saw Li Changzhou standing in front of the stable door without going out. The two of them immediately fell silent and waited obediently with everyone else.

"Captain," the old man glanced at the tavern and asked, "What's the problem?"

Li Changzhou said nothing. He turned around and saw the man who was holding the horse for him finally tied up the two horses and hurried over as if he was afraid of being left behind.

He nodded to the lean man, stepped out of the stable, and walked towards the tavern.

The old man was thoughtful, patted the lean man on the shoulder, and followed him out.

"You kid! You're a good flatterer!" The others teased the lean man and followed suit.

The snow was knee-deep, and Li Changzhou wanted to be the first to use his 'great power' to clear the way, but three or four men ran up at the same time, rushing to push away the snow with their legs.

Li Changzhou didn't force himself, he let the wind and snow hit his face, and then looked at Fengxue Town under the lights of the tavern.

The houses seemed to be trembling with cold, squatting in the night with their necks hunched, like giant beasts ready to get up and hunt at any time.

Looking back, the person had already arrived in front of the tavern.

The tavern has three floors, all made of wood. It is brightly lit at this time, as if it is soaked in light.

Before they even entered the house, they heard the bustling noise, and the smell of food and drinks made everyone want to go in.

Li Changzhou stopped again.

Everyone stood on either side of him, waiting for his order.

"Remember!" Li Changzhou said, "Don't cause trouble, but if anyone dares to provoke us, just do it directly. If anything happens, I will be there!"

The people who were already impatient, their blood boiled.

"yes!"

boom!

The door of the tavern was kicked open. Feng Xue was even more anxious than Li Changzhou and his party. Whirlwind carried Feixue and rushed in first.

"Damn it!"

"What son of a bitch!"

There was a lot of cursing in the tavern, obviously unable to bear the sudden attack of the wind and snow.

Amidst the scolding, Li Changzhou and his group walked in, and the warm light washed over them from the front like a flood.

"Bang!" The people walking at the back closed the heavy door, and their shadows were cast on it, making it look extraordinary.

This made the yelling in the tavern a little quieter - of course it was very small.

Li Changzhou looked around the tavern.

The layout is very simple. In the deepest part of the tavern, facing the door, is the front desk and bar. The open area in the middle is full of tables and chairs, and there is a roaring fireplace on the left and right sides.

The fireplace was stacked with firewood, stacked like beams to the ceiling.

All the guests in front of them lined up and chose the wooden table closest to the two fireplaces on the left and right. The middle was as clear as the Chu-Han River boundary.

This reminded Li Changzhou of a scene: two people doing fish therapy face to face, with fish eating dead skin gathered on their legs.

These people clung to the fireplace like fish eating dead skin - it was so cold.

After a brief look around, Li Qianxia and the others were not seen. Finally, after taking a look at the weapons on everyone's waist, Li Changzhou withdrew his gaze and looked at the woman at the bar.

At first glance, this woman was not a waiter, but the owner of the tavern, with an aura that could drive away guests at any time.

He is in his thirties, very fair, with a mature temperament and beautiful facial features. His left eye is deathly gray, and he stares at every guest with a dull and silent look.

"Next time you kick in the door, I'll tie you up and freeze you into ice sculptures!" the owner of the tavern said sternly.

The old man came forward and said, "Let's have some food, stay for one night, three rooms, and borrow a fire when we leave."

The owner of the tavern looked at them, his right eye glanced at Li Changzhou twice more, and he said: "Seven people, twelve pieces of ice."

"Six."

"At least eight!"

"Seven."

"I hope you'll be dead when you come back next time," the tavern owner said.

The old man smiled proudly, obviously taking this curse as a compliment.

Everyone also started queuing up - choosing a seat that was still available and closest to the bonfire.

The old man walked to the bar alone, took out a beast bag with difficulty from his layer-cake-like clothes, and took out a handful of finger-length ice cubes.

"Exactly seven." He placed seven pieces of ice on the table.

The landlady put Jian Bing into the drawer and threw the three keys to the old man: "The door number is written on it. What we eat is horse bone soup, roasted horse meat, and some scones."

The old man frowned: "Where does the horse meat come from?"

"If you die, your horse will appear on my dinner plate, and I will sell it for a higher price to make back what I lost from you."

"I'm relieved now." The wrinkles on the old man's forehead seemed to have diminished. "What's your name, young lady?"

After a while, the old man came back and reported the information to Li Changzhou in a low voice.

"The owner of this tavern is called 'Dela'. He used to be a warrior who searched for the 'Great Power', and later opened a tavern here."

A man who was dragged by the old man in the stable glanced at the bar: "Della, what a beautiful name."

"Let me remind you again, Andy." The old man said in a strong tone with fierce eyes. If he looked like a playboy when he was chatting with Della just now, now he looks like a bear. "There are three kinds of people you shouldn't mess with when you go out. Old men, Women, children, because—”

"Because they are either experienced or holders of 'great power'. Okay, old man, you have to tell me this sentence every day since the day I joined the team." Andy grabbed the conversation with a hint of boredom. road.

He suddenly smiled playfully again and hugged the thinnest person in the team: "Tali is a woman and a child. You want me to be afraid of her?"

Andy burst out laughing. In the pub, his laughter was very 'social' and did not disturb the people around him at all.

Tully pushed him away: "But my captain is."

The old man stared at Tully like a murderer. Under this look, Tully felt as if she had a horse leg stuffed in her mouth.

Everyone tried to relieve the severe cold brought by the outside, and the old man rubbed his wrinkles vigorously.

After a while, Della came over personally carrying a huge wooden dinner plate.

"Horse bone soup, roasted horsemeat, scones." Every time she said something, she put the corresponding food on the table. "There are enough soup tubes. Go to the fireplace to get it yourself."

The horse meat is piled in a pile, with some dry spices for dipping.

There were two kettles of horse bone soup, all of different styles - the kettles on the fireplace were of the same variety, obviously from different owners, just like the horsemeat.

"The weather is so cold, does Miss Della need help keeping warm at night?" Andy said with a smile.

Della smiled.

But before she could speak, the old man roared: "Andy!"

Andy pouted, picked up the kettle and poured himself a glass.

"Is this horse bone soup?!" Andy yelled again, "How is it different from the boiled water I made after melting the snow?!"

"Of course it's different," Della smiled, "I used the snow in front of the tavern."

"Isn't that worse?! Those who stepped on horse manure may have stepped on this snow!"

Della shrugged, her movements were very chic and charming: "I wish you good luck and eat the snow I stepped on."

Just as she was about to leave, Li Changzhou called out to her.

"What do you want, my next husband?" Della put down the dinner plate and sat down directly next to Li Changzhou, resting her chin on her hands and staring at him.

The eyes of the people around him were all looking this way intentionally or unintentionally.

Glancing at the calloused hands of the other party, Li Changzhou said calmly: "Have any particularly beautiful women been to Fengxue Town recently?"

"Yes, but not recently. I came to Fengxue Town three years ago." Della's watery brown right eye opened and closed slowly, while her left eye stared at Li Changzhou like a corpse.

"Thank you." Li Changzhou took out a piece of ice from the animal bag on his waist and placed it on the table.

"Handsome and rich," Della leaned over and blew her warm breath on Li Changzhou's still cold face. "It's so cold. Don't sleep alone at night. Sister will tell you a story."

Andy's expression gradually became exaggerated and he was about to speak.

boom!

The door was kicked open again.

Della remained close to Li Changzhou without moving, and gradually turned her face with raised eyebrows.

As the door opened, the fierce cold wind caused everyone in the tavern to shiver and curse angrily. Even the old man cursed in a low voice.

But soon, everyone was silent.

There were more than a dozen people who came in, some with no heads, some with broken arms, some with no legs, and a few crawling on the ground.

Della's expression changed and she stood up slowly, a smileless smile slowly appearing on her face.

Apart from her, no one dared to move in the tavern.

"Pat," Della smiled, "how was the harvest?"

The only man whose body was intact except for an ice pick stuck in his chest said slightly irritably: "I found nothing. They all fell to death when we went down the hole. What's there to eat?"

They walked toward the house.

The kettle on the fireplace was boiling and squealing.

A man near the fireplace started.

Pat, and the dead men, slowly turned their heads to look over.

"Why is there anyone alive?" Pat asked Della, but his eyes were always fixed on the man.

They turned around and walked towards the man.

".Save, save me!" the man screamed.

No one paid attention to him, and the others were as motionless as ice sculptures. Li Changzhou's eyes moved slightly to catch up with these dead people.

A corpse lying on the ground with its body broken into two parts suddenly looked at him.

Li Changzhou felt the breath of the people around him suddenly suffocate.

"Save me!!" The man stood up and yelled, and the corpse looked away from Li Changzhou.

The corpses walked slowly over and knocked down a living person on the way. The living person fell down stiffly, like a sculpture.

The man's facial muscles twitched violently out of fear as he was stared at by the corpse.

"You. You" the man looked around at all the living people in the tavern, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression became increasingly ferocious.

Li Changzhou was very familiar with this look, he often saw it on Earth.

The look in his eyes that said, "Once arrested, the only way is death, so he indulges in wanton ways and gets as many people to back him up as he can."

He was not the only one to see this look, Della, the old man, and many others also saw it.

Except for Li Changzhou, the expressions of these people became crazy.

"Do it!" Della suddenly shouted.

In the firelight of the fireplace, the metallic silver light flashed and the sound of ironware was heard.

Everyone drew their swords from their sheaths, swung their giant axes, or set up their bows to shoot arrows.

Whoosh!

An arrow passed everyone and hit Pat's head straight. The arrow pierced the air and was powerful enough, but Pat only shook slightly.

"Roar!" The dead people went crazy and were extremely powerful.

The corpse lying on the ground was as fast as the wind.

The bonfire in the fireplace was picked up and thrown on the dead body, and the tavern was blazing with flames for a while.

Corpses and living people mingled together, and the light and shadow were projected on the wall by the firelight, shaking like a shadow puppet show.

The sound of boiling water gets louder and louder!

Li Changzhou stepped aside and did not take any action. He quietly watched the battle, paying attention to the fighting methods and levels of this world.

It looked like a melee, but in fact, each group was fighting alone, and each group only guarded themselves. Even if the corpse had pinned the other group to the ground and gnawed on it, they were indifferent.

Weapons that hit the corpse will be covered with a layer of light blue blood, and most weapons will be directly frozen by the blue blood.

Blood can destroy weapons, and the corpse is extremely powerful and fast. Everyone throws weapons at them and only uses flames to slowly kill them.

Flame was obviously the nemesis of the corpse. After a while, the corpse began to rot as if it had thawed.

Pieces of meat fell from the face, hands, and thighs, and burned on the ground like oil, but no wood was ignited.

The corpse didn't stop attacking until all the meat was separated from the body and the bones fell apart.

In about five minutes, all the corpses in the tavern were turned into bones, and the wooden floor was lit with lights like candles.

Everyone gasped.

In a life-and-death fight, his body, which could not be warmed no matter how much he wore, was actually sweating profusely.

"Damn it!" A man as majestic as a horse grabbed the man who was scared by the kettle before.

He arbitrarily pushed the man down on the table and chair, ignored the tavern owner Della's shrill and majestic voice, and struck down with an axe.

The fire light coated the edge of the ax with a layer of gold, and the gold edge quickly turned into blood.

Head down directly.

The head rolled out on the floor, grunting loudly, and rolled all the way to the front door, stopping on the toes of a group of people.

Della still had colorful brown eyes that almost breathed fire.

etc.

A group of people?

Before everyone had time to relax, their internal organs were tense again!

Walking in the front was a tightly wrapped child. He lowered his head to look at the head at his feet, kicked it with his feet, and showed a happy smile on his pink face.

Everyone held their breath.

"The water is boiling," the child, who was playing very attentively, suddenly raised his head, "Will no one take care of it?"

On the fireplace, dozens of kettles boiled at the same time, screaming like explosions.