Lord of Eternal Darkness

Wu De said: "I had some doubts. After seeing the fake show, my previous doubts were dispelled. Now if you help me block this move, you can also clear your suspicions."

Saint Assad seemed completely unaware of what she had just done, and said in a daze: "It's so disgusting, I want to vomit."

"I told you to drink less. Even the deputy city lord was almost buried alive by you. You don't want to live anymore, do you? You need to vomit, don't make the floor here dirty." Li Xiaoming looked at this dangerous man warily. man of.

Wu De asked with great interest: "Don't be so nervous, kid. I want to know who you are. You didn't even blink in the face of the previous dangers, without any fear."

"I was just petrified at the time. If you want to know my identity, we can talk about it later when you have time." Li Xiaoming refused decisively.

"He is such a fearless person. I like him. He is good at singing. Maybe we can become friends. Are you interested in working here? Interview with three insurances and one pension. Maybe you can become an opera master in the future. "

Li Xiaoming frowned and looked at him and said, "I'm very interested, but now is not the time."

After saying that, he held the drunken Saint Asad and walked away from the side.

Wu De looked at the leaving figure and felt that the girl looked very familiar, but there was no one in the city's database who could match her, indicating that she was from outside the city.

What a beauty with such a pretty face, she must be a good addition to her collection.

"Hahaha, interesting prey. It successfully attracted my attention. If you are my friend, then I can let you go. You will definitely come."

A terrifying smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he squeezed his fist to reveal all the weapons on his arm, including laser knives, guns, and iron fists. Then he opened his hands and retracted them all, turning into an ordinary person.

Li Xiaoming felt an inexplicable murderous intent behind him, but this murderous intent was not directed at anyone, it was just the intention to kill expressed by excitement.

Maybe he got into trouble with a dangerous person, but that's fine, he wouldn't have any psychological burden when he started the attack.

Li Xiaoming walked nervously on the street, looking behind him carefully to make sure he was not being followed before he felt relieved.

St. Assad was an accident that disrupted his plan and directly changed his identity as an ordinary person to an extraordinary one. However, he also communicated with the other party further. The next time he meets, he should be able to make an appointment alone.

Moreover, the man looked at Xiaode with a very strange look, as if he was admiring the items.

"Don't make trouble for me next time. It's really unbearable for a girl to drink like this." Li Xiaoming complained as he carried the girl on his back and walked on the road.

"If we hadn't done that move just now, maybe neither of us would be able to escape." Saint Assad happily rested her head on Li Xiaoming's shoulder.

Li Xiaoming reacted immediately.

"So you're not drunk. What do you mean?"

Xiaode said mockingly: "It turns out you are not that smart. Are you not afraid of the other party's suspicion when you approach him so presumptuously? The other party is not a fool, otherwise how could he sit in that position. Didn't you notice his glasses?" You can directly see through the identity of the extraordinary."

Li Xiaoming was stunned and determined that he had never used his powers before, so he should not have been exposed. Without using his powers, he should be no different from ordinary people.

Li Xiaoming asked curiously: "Since your energy won't go out of control, why did you blow up the ceiling above his head? Even if we go together, we may not be able to defeat him."

Saint Assad let out a wine burp and preached to him directly and clearly:

"My abilities have increased to a certain extent after drinking, but I still lose control easily. I generate excess energy and release it casually. The most important thing is that the way he looks at me is so disgusting.

"The other party stopped you immediately after the murderer left. He obviously wanted to force you to stay. He might take you back for torture and interrogation. If you don't scare him, you might not even be able to get out."

Li Xiaoming suddenly felt that this girl was quite smart. She might save money by going to the hospital to treat her head.

However, judging the situation based on subjective opinions will lead to many mistakes.

If the other party gets angry on the spot and arrests both of them, things may be difficult to handle.

"Promise me you won't do this next time. From a friend's point of view, I don't want you to get into trouble with me. If you get too close, my fiancée will find me in trouble if she sees you."

Saint Assad smiled and said: "Hehe, how afraid are you of your fiancée? I have never seen you tempted by such a beautiful woman."

"You are so immodest. I'm not afraid of her, I'm just afraid of being sorry for her. But you also lied that you have a fiancé. I remember that nuns are not allowed to marry."

"Oh my god, you saw through it at a glance."

"It's easy to deduce from your abilities and beliefs. You're obviously awake, so why are you still hanging on my back?" Li Xiaoming said impatiently.

"My feet are tired and I don't want to move, and my head is still dizzy." Saint Assad pretended to be shameless for a moment.

Li Xiaoming sighed and had no choice but to carry it back. It wasn't too heavy anyway, so it was just a bit of exercise. The softness on his back was quite comfortable.

When they walked into the small courtyard, the landlord was still basking in the sun. He saw the two men nodding slightly and didn't feel anything weird.

Li Xiaoming was worried along the way. He always felt that his identity was exposed and it would not be safe for the next period of time.

If he gave up, he would be even more worried about what the person who assigned him the task would do to retaliate against him, and he would also be curious as to why he would be chosen?

Do you think you can fully grasp the secret of that black box?

This question has been lingering in his mind, so he wants to understand everything. After all, the person he wants to assassinate is the deputy city lord.

As soon as he entered the room, Xiaode automatically jumped off his back and taught Lu Xiaohe not to watch TV for too long. Then he grabbed the remote control and watched it happily.

Li Xiaoming was also speechless, she was really carefree.

"I'll go upstairs and take a rest first."

Li Xiaoming spent all the next time practicing in his room, and asked everyone not to come into the house to disturb him, even for meals, earthquakes, and meteorites.

The old house is simple and quiet, long-standing and friendly, ancient and gentle. The cracks of age are carved on the colorful white wall, which becomes extremely smooth after being wetted by rain.

Li Xiaoming has already conceived rainwater and houses in his dream world, everything he needs to perfect the artistic conception.

Although the virtual dream world expanded in the spiritual sea is very large, it is all white, like smoke and steaming objects, which cannot be understood or touched.

But the entity only has an old house, it is drizzling, and some grass grows on the extremely sparse land.

Li Xiaoming's body began to tremble in real life, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the meridians in his head beat violently. This small world was too complicated to conceive. Just a small piece of grass on the land consumed all the dream essence.

But once you break through the bottleneck, your strength will improve, your understanding of the portable space will also increase, and you will be able to open up larger areas.

He exhaled a breath and reluctantly chose to give up. Nothing can be rushed.

After all, this body has lived for 1,000 years, and there are still some injuries in the frozen state. Too much mental energy is consumed, and the power of dreams will be unable to control the outward invasion. It is really difficult to upgrade the dreamer profession.

He lay on the big bed, emptying his mind and staring blankly at the ceiling, doing nothing and thinking about nothing.

He walked to the balcony, breathing in the fresh air and looking at a cement road in the distance, where a murder occurred the day before yesterday. The heavy rain had washed away all traces.

How did a city with advanced technology become like this?

The tall buildings in the distance and the low bungalows in front of you form a sharp contrast.

Li Xiaoming suddenly felt inferior to his own justice. This was a preliminary trial to save the world, so what was there to be afraid of?

He felt that he was now like a chess piece, being manipulated by others, but even the other party didn't know who was playing this game.

"Take people's money and eliminate disasters for them. We had no grievances before, but now I want to take your life."

Li Xiaoming suddenly figured it out, remembered Wu De's appearance in his mind, and began to write down all the details and plans of the assassination, and the escape route was also designed.

Then close your eyes and rest your mind, continue to absorb energy from those subspaces, transform it into dream essence, keep the energy abundant, and fight anytime and anywhere.

I felt hungry, so I went downstairs. In the kitchen, Sun Tzu was making dinner.

Zhang Jianjun heard the footsteps and turned around and said, "Young man, have you encountered anything troublesome? I've been feeling depressed since I just came back from going out. It'll be good if I figure out some things. You're hungry and dinner will be ready soon."

"I haven't fully figured it out, but I still have to eat the expensive dinner." Li Xiaoming smiled.

Lu Xiaohe said happily: "That's great, sir. I will prepare bowls and chopsticks for you right now."

"By the way, what's for dinner?" Li Xiaoming asked curiously.

At this time, a discordant sound sounded.

"Under the cover of the white mist, the sickly and pale skin is extremely sticky, hiding evil flesh and blood, twisting and stirring together to form a huge mass that is unbearable to look at, surrounded by green rings. Next to him, he was like flies on the corpse."

Li Xiaoming felt like he had lost his appetite instantly. Did they kill some evil god?

Uncle Zhang said angrily: "Don't listen to that bastard's nonsense. The dumplings are just sprinkled with chopped green onion. If you say that, the dumplings are not yours."

"No, I finally came back." The man immediately begged.

Li Xiaoming asked: "Wang Ye, why are you here?"

It turned out that the person who had just spoken was Wang Ye, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. The ferocious scar on his face added a touch of charm, warning others not to hit him casually.

"Let's see if you're used to living here. Do you mind if you stop by and have a bowl of rice?"

"It's okay, just think of it as thanks." Li Xiaoming said generously.

Li Xiaoming ate the dumplings with big mouthfuls. Although they were quick-frozen and didn't taste good, he was adhering to the spirit of not being picky and eating whatever he had.

Uncle Zhang said with some regret: "I'm so sorry. I should have prepared the dumplings I made earlier. I should have replaced them with good quality pork and rolled them out a few more times. If they have been frozen for a long time, they will not taste good."

Wang Ye took one dumpling at a time very boldly.

"It's okay. The dumplings we made last time were not delicious yet. Dad, don't you have any vinegar here? Just chop two more cloves of garlic."

"You brat didn't touch a penny of the meal money, so you come here to have a meal and you want it again."

Zhang Jianjun said this, but he still asked his godson to help him get the ingredients the other party needed.

Saint Assad began to taste the dumplings for the first time. When she ate them, her face was filled with happiness, but it tasted a little weird with a knife and fork.

Li Xiaoming chewed slowly, but ate very quickly, and his chewing speed was much faster than ordinary people.

Wang Ye also found it interesting and said: "Why are you so anxious to eat, are you afraid that I will snatch it from you?"

Li Xiaoming replied: "Don't you take one bite at a time? You don't seem to chew as much as I do."

"Haha, I don't mean anything else. I just think that you are very interesting to eat. It is different from everyone I have ever seen."

Li Xiaoming said perfunctorily: "Oh, I've finished eating."

"But sir, you chewed one dumpling 42 times. You only ate 12 in total. Are you full?" Lu Xiaohe said vaguely after eating a dumpling.

"Adults are talking, children, don't interrupt, go and eat your food." Li Xiaoming glared at him.

Wang Ye looked at the people who were eating and seemed to remember something. He hammered his hand and said, "I remembered a very funny joke. Does anyone want to listen to it?"

"Let's talk, it's just idle time anyway."

Wang Ye cleared his throat and spoke eloquently: "One day, a child accompanied his short, ugly and poor father to cross a single-plank bridge. Suddenly the father fell into the river. The child prayed for his father to come back, and then the river god appeared. Holding up a tall handsome man and asking: 'Is this your father?'

"The boy shook his head, and then the river god dived down and fished out a man wearing gold and silver and said, 'Is this your father?' The boy shook his head again."

"The river god was very happy and said: 'You are an honest child, so my father will pay you back, and by the way, the fee for recovering the body is 8,000.' What about this story? It's funny."

After Wang Ye finished speaking, he laughed so much that he fell forward and backward, while Lu Xiaohe fell into sadness and almost cried.

The others didn't laugh, they just stared at him angrily, which made Wang Ye very embarrassed.

"Okay, I know it's not funny. Don't look at me like that again. I really didn't mean it."

"Don't involve your children in some matters." Li Xiaoming exuded a murderous aura.

Wang Ye probably understood what he meant, "It's not raining outside today. Do you want to go out for a chat and a drink?"

"That's good, let's go."

"Hey, don't worry, wait for me to eat two more dumplings." Wang Ye hurriedly ate two dumplings, picked up his coat, and followed him outside.

The street was very deserted, and as night approached, it was not as lively and brightly lit as before. They were probably all afraid of death, so they all hid at home.