king of black mist.

Chapter 145

In the darkness, a crisp finger snapping was vaguely heard.

All skills are gone.

It was pitch black inside.

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

The effect of "Am I handsome" is gone.

A bolt of purple lightning pierced the spine, the potential surged, and bursts of numbness poured into the legs, and Li Changzhou shot out in an instant.

"Who is it!"

"Small!"

"What... ah!"

"what happened?!"

"what happened?!"

The screams came one after another.

"Who stole my weapon! Who?!"

"My military flag! Presumptuous!"

"No, someone is stealing something, everyone be careful!"

"Who the fuck touches me, court death!"

"Don't move anyone, whoever dares to move is a thief! Fuck, my clothes!"

The heat in the back part disappeared, and Li Changzhou stepped aside, the sound of fighting was already heard in his ears.

"Just these few?" He whispered to Xiaoyue beside him.

"and also."

Before Xiaoyue could finish speaking, a group of people came out of the box, and the leader asked doubtfully, "What's going on? What happened? Don't you know that fighting in the car will be punished?"

Master Huang!
With a sad heart, Li Changzhou walked towards the tutor.

"Stop playing, everyone is a black card, the target in the dungeon is the same, what's the matter—"

His scalp tingled for a while. Master Huang is worthy of being a disciple of a great sect. Even if he has no skills, he still has many strange abilities.

At the critical moment, he kicked his shoes lightly on the ground, drawing a semicircle with his body, unexpectedly predicted in advance, and dodged Li Changzhou's blow.

While getting out of the way, Master Huang shouted: "Stop!"

Because there are punishments for fighting, he dare not take the opportunity to fight back.

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

He slowed down the speed of this move, leaving room to stop.

But for Master Huang, this blow that was close at hand was as fast as a thunderbolt, and it was simply the greatest life-and-death crisis in life.

Lightning struck the spine, and Master Huang, with his old body, unleashed the strongest and most agile blow in his life.

Listen to thunder in a silent place!
After a palm shot, he even felt that "Thunder Book" had grown up and his abilities had improved.

Facing the thunderous palm, Li Changzhou retracted his claws, turned them into fists, and slammed into him head-on.

boom!
The two took two steps back each.

Li Changzhou didn't use the "Thunder Book", and his physique surpassed that of ordinary people. He recovered quickly and strode forward.

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

The teammates behind him couldn't control too much at this time, so they shot immediately.

Facing this group of old men and women who knew the "Thunder Book", Li Changzhou didn't dare to take it too seriously, lightning struck his spine, and his muscles tensed up.

They punched each other, kicked each other, crossed shoulders to get out of the way with a claw, and slapped away an iron mountain with a palm, passing through the crowd without any risk.

The difficulty is comparable to going home during the Chinese New Year. On the way you must pass, seeing a group of old men and women chatting at the entrance of the village is like a light on your back.

The old man and the old lady don't love to fight, they lean against each other and never take the initiative to fight.

Li Changzhou took the opportunity to discredit Xiaoyue and slipped back to Xiaoyue: "Is there any more?"

"It's gone. It's gone."

"What are you doing with your hand?" Li Changzhou waved his hand to open him.

"See if you're injured." Xiaoyue's voice was drooling.

"Hmm." 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 is chaotic, medieval knights are holding the flags of officials with braids, officials with braids are hiding in a corner and putting on their priestly robes, Taoist priests are hiding monks’ purple gold bowls in their sleeves, and monks have been stripped of their clothes.

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

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

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

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!", the bubbles kept popping up, not knowing 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: "Does that fish look like a suffocating person?"

Yang Qinglan glanced at it.

"Ji Li Gu Lu!" the fish cursed (should be cursing).

Yang Qinglan pursed the corners of her mouth, restraining her smile.

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

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

The other flight attendant (not sure what) was completely European in appearance, dignified and mild-looking.

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

After staring at her for five seconds, Xiaoyue clasped her hands together, closed her eyes tightly, and made a gesture of please, before the train conductor Eagle said, "What's going on?"

"Fighting, making trouble, I persuaded." Xiaoyue quickly replied.

"The difficulty of the dungeon has increased for everyone!" The train conductor Eagle dropped a sentence, turned around and left, "Eliminate their memories."

The European female flight attendant folded her hands on her lower abdomen, bowed slightly, and sent the train conductor and security guards to leave.

After the train conductor Eagle and Ant left, Little Moon Rabbit stepped forward like a rabbit, took the European stewardess by the arm, muttered something in a low voice, and pointed at Li Changzhou and the others from time to time.

The European stewardess frowned, looking embarrassed, finally nodded, and Xiaoyue made an "ok" gesture to Li Changzhou and the three of them.

The European stewardess walked into the middle of the aisle.

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

"Give me back my clothes first!"

"Miss flight attendant, someone else did it first, and I'm acting in self-defense!"

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

She smiled and bowed.

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

"Damn! I was punished again!" Someone yelled, it seems that this is not the first time.

"Miss flight attendant, what punishment have we received?" Master Huang asked hurriedly.

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

"Miss flight attendant, can I buy it with money?"

"Sorry, no comment, this is prohibited."

"The flight attendant is big, and the money is not short. Is it to increase the difficulty of the task this time?"

"Sorry, no comment, this is prohibited."

"Miss flight attendant, I protest, my clothes were stripped, I demand compensation from these people!" the monk shouted, with tattoos on his body.

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

"Then what about my clothes? I can't do anything, how can I ask them to return it!"

"I will report this problem 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 asked Xiaoyue curiously: "They are all flight attendants, why are you so unruly?"

The corner of Xiaoyue's mouth twitched, and she sneered exaggeratedly and artificially: "When she's free, she will also fill in the notes for the skills. Do you think she is serious?"

Skill notes?
"Sister," Li Qianxia leaned forward, "Who wrote the ground sparrow's ability to poke the butt hurts more? How painful is it? Is it comparable to "torture"? "

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

As soon as she bowed, Li Qianxia was stunned, and then she looked puzzled, why did she come here?
The European flight attendants looked at Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan.

"Please rest assured!" Li Changzhou assured in a solemn voice, never looking at her ass.

The European stewardess smiled and looked away, then twisted Xiaoyue's ears, and walked away.

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

"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 attendant leave, and then took another look at the players who were still arguing, demanding that the other party return the props and clothes, and they also returned to the box.

"It's a blessing in disguise, but you know it's not a blessing." Sitting down, Yang Qinglan laughed softly.

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

Li Qianxia sighed: "Oh, my world tour."

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

"Then you should blame your brother." Yang Qinglan knew that she was talking about asking Xiaoyue for benefits just now.

"My brother?" Li Qianxia looked at Li Changzhou suspiciously.

Li Changzhou was pondering over the tricks of Master Huang's group of uncles and aunts.

Yang Qinglan picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Master Huang is such a man, your brother rushed to talk, Xiaoyue came over, and didn't say a word. You were pretending to be in a good mood at that time. If I don't talk, whoever will talk."

"Who is in a bad mood? I've always been in a good mood." Li Qianxia wanted to scratch the corner of her left eye with her right hand, and changed to a cup halfway to pour water for herself.

The water hit the bottom of the glass with a splashing sound.

"No!" 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 put it in the corner of his mouth pretendingly, "There are many types of human intelligence, including verbal intelligence, logical intelligence, spatial intelligence, kinesthetic intelligence, musical intelligence, communicative intelligence, and internal intelligence. , natural intelligence, etc., Miss Yang is not good at bargaining, so it's nothing."

"I understand." Li Qianxia nodded, "Brother, your answer is not what you asked, it must be because of language and intelligence problems."

Li Changzhou took off his cigar, with a look of 'Are you trying to find fault? 'Looking at my sister with that expression.

Yang Qinglan chuckled and picked up the cup.

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

The two bumped into each other, like two gangsters who were trading, and Li Qianxia was the talkative younger brother.

"Miss Yang," Li Changzhou put down his cup, and took a cigar again, "I think we cooperate very well and don't need to change, what do you think?"

"The flight attendants have so many strange skills, we may have forgotten something unconsciously." Yang Qinglan pondered.

"Qinglan, what did my brother ask you?" Li Qianxia watched the show.

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

"Lan Lan?" Li Qianxia moved her face closer.

Yang Qinglan stepped back, away from her face, and said, "You are more serious than your brother. You have problems not only with language intelligence, but also with logical intelligence."

"What do you mean? Oh! I understand. You mean, you didn't refuse, but you agreed? You don't allow my brother to talk to the girl? Do you want to swear sovereignty to him?"

This sentence is full of yin and yang, sometimes it is slow to stop word by word, and sometimes it is as fast as a machine gun.

"I didn't say that." Yang Qinglan denied, looking out the window.

Li Qianxia gave Li Changzhou a kick under the table, implying that he took advantage of the victory to pursue.

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

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

"."

Li Qianxia slapped her face.

From the profile of Yang Qinglan's face, it could be seen that she also smiled.

"Huh?" Li Changzhou looked puzzled.

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

Li Changzhou knew that he must have said something wrong, but what was wrong?Isn't it right to protect Yang Qinglan?

Puzzled, he put the cigar in his mouth again.

The train rumbled, as if laughing.

The three of them looked at the rulebook about the dungeon again, and there was nothing wrong with it. To sum it up, there was only one sentence - you can't reveal anything about the future to anyone in the past.

While chatting, singing suddenly came from the radio.

(Buses, subways, ships, planes, like us, are doomed to wander.)
(One day, though we don't know when, we'll be who we really are.)
(They know nothing and are convinced that the world remains the same and continues to function as usual.)
(Not really, not really.)
(The world is changing irreversibly, without their knowledge.)
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In 1928, there were many warlords, with the three major warlords of the Li family, the Zhao family and the Song family as the main ones.

In early summer, the Zhao and Song clans fought.

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

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

In August, the second son of Li's family took power, and he refused to avenge his father, and did not move.

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

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Li Changzhou opened his eyes.

"Second Master, the Lin mansion is here."

The car headlights of an old-fashioned Buick car illuminate a few lines of illusory characters.

[Time: 1928, Spring]

【Location: Songcheng】

[Background: Warlords are tyrannical, martial arts are prohibited by martial arts, evildoers linger for breath, and the four beauties are charming eyes]

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

[White Card Tasks: 1: Li Xinghua and Li Bichang sent troops to fight Song Dynasty; 2: Li Xinghua and Li Bichang died; 3: Li Changzhou took 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 the right to inherit]

Li Changzhou got off the car.

"Second master." Liu De, his subordinate, handed over a staff of civilization.

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

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

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

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

The phonograph was buzzing, and the woman in the cheongsam covered her mouth and laughed happily, with a shawl on her wrist; the people in the exquisite Western-style dresses called each other "Miss".

The scene gradually changed from gray to bright, and the buzzing gramophone finally sang.

"Liu Meihua is whistling, Yinger's voice is tender, and spring is reporting to the world again."

"Cherish this youth, don't let Liu Guang down."

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

"Second Master Li is here—"

(End of this chapter)