Lord of Eternal Darkness

At dusk, the light of colorful clouds shines on the bed through the window.

Li Xiaoming reluctantly climbed out of bed and took off his pink rabbit suit sleepily.

Suddenly I remembered something and looked at the death-like pink color on my hands. My face turned green on the spot, and I hurriedly hid while no one was around.

Looking at the missing brother next to the sofa, I glanced at the time on my phone and realized it was already 3 p.m.

"Oh, did I sleep for so long? That guy didn't even wake me up. I'm so hungry."

I skillfully found a boiling water bottle in the room, poured a glass of boiling water and drank it. I also found a few cucumbers in the refrigerator and chewed them. Although I was curious as to why there were only cucumbers in the ice compartment, it would be nice to have cucumbers this season. .

I came to the bathroom to go to the toilet, brush my teeth, and wash my face. Everything was ready, but now I just needed to fill my stomach.

The clicking sound of the keyboard came from next door.

Li Xiaoming came to the living room with some surprise and saw a handsome man typing on the keyboard intently, with uncontrollable excitement on his face.

Those jade hands seemed to be the soul of the pianist, performing the repetitive rhythm of the music.

Li Xiaoming tilted his neck and looked at the column of words that appeared on the other party's computer. It was the content of a third-rate novel.

In my mind, I speculated that my brother, who is 1.6 meters tall, has to copy himself every time to pass the Chinese language exam. What kind of courage do he have to write a novel?

Did women's clothing bring about the illusion of gaining fans, which went to his head?

Or a time traveler suddenly appeared and occupied his soul.

Hiss, it’s scary to think about it, so where is the real Dongfang Qingxiu?

Li Xiaoming waved his hand in front of the other party, but the other party didn't respond. Although he didn't want to interrupt his friend's thoughts, he still patted him on the shoulder to bring Qingxiu back to his senses.

"I didn't expect that someone who is only 1.6 meters tall has the talent to write novels. Are you possessed by a demon?"

Dongfang Qingxiu took off his glasses and looked at this annoying guy helplessly.

"Uncle Li, how many times have I told you that my height is 1.62 meters, don't make an approximation. And there is nothing that a well-educated person like me cannot write about."

"But I estimate that your height is the same as after wearing shoes, and it has also increased inward. I even pulled it up for you. Why are you not satisfied? Women say that men under 1.7 meters tall They are all semi-crippled.”

"The boat of our friendship is about to capsize." Dongfang Qingxiu said with a serious face.

Li Xiaoming asked curiously: "Okay, let's skip this topic. By the way, what novel are you writing? Can you let me read the introduction?"

Dongfang Qingxiu flipped her hair proudly and winked at Li Xiaoming.

Xiao Ming got goosebumps on the spot.

Dongfang Qingxiu moved the chair to the side, gave up his seat and said: "Everyone has their own little secret. I want to keep a low profile, but I can let you help me refer to it. If you praise me, you can talk about it later."

Li Xiaoming curiously opened the introduction of the page and looked at it carefully, but he always felt that something was weird. He kept smacking his tongue, looking like he had eaten bitter melon.

Introduction to the book title: "My Son-in-law is the God of War"

"He was a son-in-law who got married. On his wedding day, his newlywed wife cheated on him. His mother-in-law drove him into the pigsty. When he entered the pigsty, the heads of the major families in the city rushed to give the beautiful woman a luxury car, but unfortunately he rejected them all.

“He continues to live in the pigsty and compete with the pigs for food. His wife’s adulterer wants to use his connections to get into power. His brothers blame him. His mother-in-law bullies him and even digs up his ancestral graves. But in the face of all this, he remains indifferent. "

Li Xiaoming always felt that he looked inexplicably familiar. Is it the silly novel that has been pushed on his mobile phone recently?

Xiao Ming said in embarrassment: "Why do you write it like this? I feel like this life is too uneasy."

Dongfang Qingxiu sighed and said in a pretentious tone: "Oh, do you think I am willing to write like this? Today's readers are all perverts and like to read these things. What can I do? I am helpless. "

After listening, Li Xiaoming was in a daze silently. The world has changed after all.

"How about it? Are you interested in reading it?" Dongfang Qingxiu cast her expectant eyes over her.

The corner of Li Xiaoming's mouth raised slightly and he said: "What you wrote is not good. It does not highlight the identity of the protagonist as the God of War. If you write it according to my idea, it will definitely become more popular."

"Uncle Li, do you have any suggestions? Can you tell me?"

He told it seriously: "A generation of war gods came home and found that their father had died unjustly and that their son was actually living in a doghouse. So he gave an order and the extraordinary man also built a doghouse for him, and the family was happy."

After hearing this, Qingxiu put forward an opinion, "Then I think readers may not like it. It lacks a bit of excitement."

Li Xiaoming added: "Either to be more exciting, a generation of God of War returns home and finds that his daughter is actually performing in a brothel. With a single order, one hundred thousand extraordinary people come to work for her performance!

"When he was leaving, one of the 100,000 extraordinary people gave him a big mouth and yelled that you are the only one who has a lot to do all day long!"

After hearing this, Dongfang Qingxiu fell into deep thought. After a while, she nodded, thinking it was very reasonable and expressed her agreement.

"Brother, you are also very talented in writing novels. Come and write with me. You can make a living in a year. Just take a broken bowl to the street."

Li Xiaoming laughed it off and said, "Well, let me ask you, how much money can you make in a year as an anchor?"

"Oh, let's wear women's clothes and dance, etc. According to the rewards from those wealthy people, it seems that it is 100 pounds. If you convert it to 10,000 sterling, it is not too much."

After hearing this, Li Xiaoming's expression turned dull, and then turned to envy. An ordinary person's salary is more than a month's salary.

Then he touched his little face and compared it with his brother. He still felt that he was not girly enough.

Alas, the changes in aesthetics in the new world have had a huge impact.

"You seem to have been writing a novel for so long. You probably didn't eat at noon. How about I go out and bring you some?"

Qingxiu wiped her glasses and said, "No need. Some guy made me look for it all night yesterday and wasted my time on updating. Now I have to make up for it. By the way, the meal is already done. If it gets cold in the kitchen, I can just go to myself." Warm it up, don't say I didn't entertain the guests well."

Li Xiaoming nodded politely.

"Okay, I may stay for two more days after dinner. Please excuse me. The next time we meet will be in two months."

"Huh? Are you going to that extraordinary person's exclusive college, the University of Warwick, which starts so early?"

Li Xiaoming said with a relaxed face: "No, there is still half a month, but the university is far away from here, and we have to cross the Devil's Desert. I don't have much money in my pocket, and I can't afford to fly on a special airship. Then I will train myself, Get ready to cross over and run directly to the school."

Dongfang Qingxiu's face was filled with worry.

"Hey, are you mistaken? It's 300 kilometers away from here, and we have to cross the desert. There are so many wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, plus the weird weather, I think you will turn into bones halfway."

"Be confident, I've already turned into bones before we reach the desert, but there's no need to worry, I'm a transcendent, and if I'm lucky, I'll encounter a caravan of camel bells on the road, and they should be able to give me a ride. But it's still a bit dangerous, I need to get ready before I go out.”

Dongfang Qingxiu shook his head and directly took Li Xiaoming's hand.

"No, no, it's too dangerous. Although I'm not a transcendent, I know you're not the fighting type. I'll be paid in two days. Just buy a ticket for you and go directly there."

Li Xiaoming broke away from Qingxiu's hand and said in a calm tone: "No need, you have to believe in my strength. Besides, like the protagonist in a novel, he will always encounter some adventures on the road to enhance his strength."

The bright smile on his face showed his incomparable confidence.

Dongfang Qingxiu couldn't help but stare blankly, thinking that this guy was omnipotent.

In fact, Li Xiaoming was thinking that he had recently gotten into trouble with two forces, and he was going to go to Warwick University to hide out, so that he could get a layer of gold and be taken seriously when he was promoted to the upper echelons of the empire.

You definitely can't sit on an airship that is such an obvious target. Once it takes off, you won't even have a place to run.

Just follow the road and walk over to give them a surprise. You might kill a few of them on the way. When you get to the school, the principal will be there to protect you, so nothing will happen to you.

No matter how much he hides himself, even if he releases his nightmare body to distract and deceive the other party, his whereabouts will always be found by the other party.

It means that the other party has an instrument that can find him.

Moreover, he was injured and vomited blood. He was afraid that the other party would find out the origin of the blood, which would make the situation even worse.

So he wants to take a gamble. Even if I die in the desert, I won't hand over the black box to you.

Who knows what crazy things these two groups of organizations with abnormal brains will do with this thing? Even if this thing is destroyed in their own hands, it is still a good deed.