Lord of Eternal Darkness

For the first time in Jie Xiaohei's life, he hesitated. This young man's conversation was extraordinary. Even his clothes were very different, and his tone felt particularly vicissitudes of life.

After all, now I am almost a master, lacking nothing, even the road to the future has been paved by my father, but this kind of happiness is short-lived, and when I calm down, I am lonely and empty.

Jie Xiaohei said in a low voice: "Maybe we just don't want to die alone... Well, you are right, this is exactly the way we choose to die alone."

Li Xiaoming kept staring at the other party. When he saw that the other party had chosen to compromise, he spread his hands helplessly and seemed to be speaking as if he was mocking himself.

"The universe has created a group of idiots. Does it just want them to experience misfortune in reality and be eaten by a beast called 'society'? The saddest thing is you. Instead of making a career in your great youth, you are here instead. Being obsessed with women and becoming depressed day by day is really inexplicably sad.”

After saying that, he glared at those who cast his gaze, and everyone hurriedly avoided it.

After saying so much, he just felt a little upset and relieved.

Although he doesn't know the person he wants to kill, he has a son. If he has the ability to take revenge in the future, he won't mind at all. After all, this is life.

Liz was immediately fascinated by this sad temperament and couldn't help but ask: "Can you tell me your real name?"

"Real name? The name engraved on the tomb is my real name. And as a woman, don't treat all men as fools. Sooner or later, you will lose the capital you rely on, isn't it?"

After speaking, he quickened his pace and quickly fled the tavern, fearing that the people behind him would catch up and push him to the ground and rub him hard.

Liz looked at the sound of the man leaving and felt that she would definitely meet him again in this bar in the future, so she had one more reason to come to the bar.

But Jie Xiaohei just thought this guy was so strange, giving off the smell of an old man.

But apart from the nonsense, there is still some truth in what he said.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to be friends with Liz first and not be so anxious.

Li Xiaoming walked on the wet ground, his cane tapping the floor continuously, echoing in the quiet street.

He raised his head and looked at the dark night sky, a blurry red moon.

"It's so beautiful, isn't it? Li Xiaoming."

He patted his head with his hand and said angrily: "Ming Wuyan, I don't even know what you were talking about just now. What nonsense is this?"

"It doesn't matter. A simple self-emotional explanation will help you solve your temporary troubles anyway. Please call me out when necessary in the future."

"Okay, thank you."

Li Xiaoming muttered to himself for a while, then turned into a dark alley. After making sure that no one was following him, he put his cane into his pocket, closed his eyes and began to hypnotize.

After the nightmare body fell asleep, the control of the body returned to the original body.

I opened my eyes again and looked at the dark ceiling. The desk lamp next to me was still dimly lit. I looked at the clock and it was already past 10 p.m.

Lu Xiaohe slept quietly on the floor, covered with a quilt, and was obedient not to disturb him.

Li Xiaoming couldn't help but shook his head. If a child is weak, he shouldn't sleep on the floor all the time. It's very cold and hard.

After picking up the child, I realized that this little boy was so light and thin. Can he really become a qualified assistant in the future?

Put pillows on the bed and cover yourself with a quilt thoughtfully.

I slept on the other side, thinking about what to do next.

Li Xiaoming yawned and felt very sleepy now. He was about to close his eyes and sleep, but suddenly opened his eyes again because he heard St. Assad said during the day that he would have nightmares at night, and he felt bored when he couldn't sleep.

That means that the power of your dreams will leak out uncontrollably, pulling everyone around you into your dream world, affecting people's normal rest.

In order to let the children and women sleep well, Li Xiaoming used Meng Yuan to construct sweet dreams and seal off contact with the outside world, so that they would not be affected.

Lu Xiaohe had been sleeping soundly. When the Meng Yuan was sealed in his brain, a happy smile filled his mouth. It seemed that he had dreamed of something good.

Li Xiaoming jumped out of bed, opened the door gently, and looked at the door next door.

The entire house was covered with the magnetic field of the virtual dream world to ensure that everyone was asleep. He sneaked into their room, took out a piece of wire from the portable space, fiddled with it a few times, and the door opened with a click.

As a result, the scene became awkward instantly.

Li Xiaoming never expected that some people were immune to the effects of sleep, especially at night.

"I'm changing clothes, so I won't disturb you. I wish you a good sleep." After that, he was about to escape.

Saint Assad held her own clothes, exposing her smooth shoulders, and looked at this big pervert who broke into a girl's boudoir at night with a look of surprise.

"Ah, there is..."

Before she finished speaking, Li Xiaoming rushed over to knock her out with lightning speed, and used double the amount of dream energy to weave what had just been a dream, and at the same time formed a protective wall to isolate his own dreams. Chinese babble.

Carefully put them on the bed, cover them with quilts, and admire each other's sweet sleeping posture for a while.

Looking at the cloth covering the other person's eyes, he reached out and touched it gently, but in the end he didn't choose to take it off.

"Good night, I wish you a good sleep."

After doing all this, he felt a little tired and closed the door gently.

I came to the landlord's room again. Fortunately, the old man went to bed relatively early. Without knowing it, a wall of separation was built.

After everything was prepared, I could finally have a good sleep, and then talk in my sleep unscrupulously.

I'm so sleepy, I must stay up less late. I have to say that I was able to kill people in a building without even noticing.

When I got up in the morning, I stretched my body beautifully. When I turned around, I saw that boy Ergou was standing aside respectfully.

Li Xiaoming didn't react at the time. "Oh, who are you? Wait a minute, no need to explain, Lu Xiaohe, yes, I just moved in yesterday."

He patted his head and regained consciousness after a brief daze.

"Good morning Ergou."

Xiao He said innocently: "Good morning sir, I saw that you were sleeping soundly. I didn't disturb you. I originally wanted to tell you that I had a good dream yesterday and saw my parents. We had a great time eating at the same table. ."

"Haha, I wish your future will be as beautiful as this dream." Li Xiaoming got dressed quickly and took his child to the bathroom to wash up.

But unfortunately, I didn't meet Saint Assad. I think the girls were still sleeping in, and it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

"Ergou, please knock on her door to see if she is angry after getting up, and tell her to come down for dinner." Li Xiaoming irresponsibly threw this problem to the child.

Lu Xiaohe was speechless. Looking at Li Xiaoming who had already disappeared from sight, he felt that he still had an obligation to complete this task.

As soon as Li Xiaoming came downstairs, he saw the landlord doing morning exercises outside the door.

"Good morning, Uncle Zhang."

Li Xiaoming walked straight over, stood in the small courtyard, took a deep breath of fresh air, and felt comfortable all over.

As I glanced around, I realized that the yard was actually not filled with flowers and plants, but a lot of fresh vegetables. The racial talent of this kind of vegetables was fully appreciated by the older generation.

"Good morning, young man. I didn't expect that young people nowadays have the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early. I got up a little late this morning and I didn't prepare breakfast for you right away. I'm really sorry. I had a dream yesterday and fell asleep too deeply. "

Zhang Jianjun said that he has a very regular life schedule. He goes to bed at eight o'clock and gets up directly at six o'clock, regardless of whether it is windy or raining outside.

"It's okay, we just got up. By the way, I'll pay all the food expenses for this week first."

Although the uncle repeatedly refused, saying it was a bit much, Li Xiaoming still paid for the daily meal in advance, saying it was convenient because he was worried that he might forget to pay it someday.

The landlord shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to accept it, and promised not to embezzle even a penny from them. He would get paid for how many days they stayed, and he had to provide good food.

When Li Xiaoming returned to the house, he found that Saint Assad had already gotten up. Seeing that beautiful face, he somehow thought of the embarrassing thing last night.

Mentally muttering: "I hope she just misunderstood it as a dream. It would be great if I could directly delete the memory later and have such a skill."

Saint Assad said hello naturally. "Good morning, Xiao Ming."

"Good morning, Xiaode."

After saying hello, we sat on the sofa together and watched TV for a while, silently waiting for the godson to prepare the food. These days were really lazy. It would be pretty good to have such a life after retirement.

But Li Xiaoming felt that his immature soul could no longer adapt to his old body.

When he sat at the dining table, Li Xiaoming felt that the uncle was still too polite. Was the money he gave him too little? There is meat in almost every meal, and it is not artificial meat. The fresh vegetables must be picked in the yard, right?

Enjoying a hearty breakfast in a city like this is really an inexplicable luxury.

After eating and drinking, Li Xiaoming immediately said goodbye to everyone. "I have an old friend who wants to meet you so I won't accompany you. Let's stay in the house and have a good rest today."

"Li Xiaoming, can I come along and have some fun?"

"No! Stay at home. There are escapees from the prison roaming around. A beautiful girl like you may encounter misfortune when walking on the street, or cause trouble for me."

After saying that, he was about to leave the house when he was suddenly stopped by an old voice behind him.

"Young man, wait a minute. It's not safe outside at this time. It's important to carry a weapon for self-defense." Zhang Jianjun sat on the suspended seat and slowly floated over.

Li Xiaoming said: "It's just a meeting with a friend, no need to make such a fuss, right?"

The landlord said nothing more and clicked the button next to the seat. A space stretched out from the chassis. He reached over and took out a pistol, which he solemnly handed to Li Xiaoming.