Lord of Eternal Darkness

At the dinner table, the two of them exchanged glasses and ate with gusto. Tudes even expressed that Chinese dishes suited them. This is the best meal I have ever eaten in my life.

If he knew that Li Xiaoming once opened a restaurant in Anzu City, he would probably be shocked.

"How's it going, brothers? Eight horses, six six..."

"If you lose, drink quickly."

Li Xiaoming saw that the other party had finished three bottles of beer and added a bottle of liquor, and he had to admire him for his amazing drinking capacity. But it is doubtful that the other party keeps losing, probably because he is cheating to drink.

Forget it, I don’t like drinking anyway.

Lu Xiaohe looked at the adults' game with some confusion. He just thought it was very interesting, but he still ate his meal with peace of mind. The sky was big and the earth was big, and eating was the biggest.

Turdes' body swayed slightly, and he said with a rosy face: "Brother, I just said that you have extraordinary bearing. What is your profession? You must be a saint."

"It's not that exaggerated just because of the Dream Master. Anyway, with how drunk you are, you will probably forget it when you wake up tomorrow." Li Xiaoming said helplessly.

"Oh, I am a sixth-level fighter, a martial artist who is proficient in some combat skills.

"You are an auxiliary professional dreamer. When we join forces, we can catch the other side off guard. You interfere with the other side, and I deal with the damage. This is very Ness, this is great.

"When the time comes, all the bonuses will be given to you. I will torture him to extract a confession, and then you can just sever ties with me."

Li Xiaoming smelled the smell of alcohol breathed out by the other party and couldn't help but shake his head. He was still thinking about the mission while eating, so he was so confused that it was all drunken talk.

Li Xiaoming continued to pour liquor to the other party, and then after the other party drank two bottles, he collapsed completely.

"Huh, you're so lack of vigilance, you're so drunk that you look like a bear."

So when he was about to help the opponent up, Tudes's fallen body quickly moved and threw him directly on the back of his shoulder, slamming him to the ground, and then used a locking technique to fix his joints.

Before Li Xiaoming could even react, he was knocked to the ground by the other party, unable to move his body.

Lu Xiaohe hurriedly prepared to come over to help, but was scolded by Li Xiaoming: "Don't come over here, unless you want to be punched to death by him."

"Sir, what should we do?" Lu Xiaohe said anxiously.

Li Xiaoming turned his head with difficulty and looked at the opponent's closed eyes. After maintaining this posture, he remained motionless and uttered incomprehensible syllables. All the actions just now seemed to be body muscle reactions. He was a well-deserved fighter.

Li Xiaoming stared directly at the other person. He didn't need to look at each other, he just locked the target and started to interfere mentally.

The opponent's body suddenly became shaky, and then his hands lost their strength and fell asleep directly on the ground.

"When you are drunk, your resistance decreases. Constructing a small dream can solve everything. Don't be so violent." Li Xiaoming said with some pride, twisting his hand.

Lu Xiaohe asked cautiously: "Oh sir, will he suddenly jump up and beat me up now?"

"You kill him, and he won't feel anything. He will sleep soundly. Now, just send him to his room and cover him with a quilt."

Lu Xiaohe said worriedly: "Is he really not going to break my neck?"

"No, I suddenly forgot that he weighs nearly 200 pounds. You can't carry him alone."

Li Xiaoming stood up, and Ergou and he dragged the sleeping man back to his bedroom, carefully covered him with the quilt, and said good night smoothly.

Then I sat in the living room and began to meditate. The sofa was quite soft and the floor had just been cleaned for sleeping. Well, I have to make these dishes again, which is really troublesome.

Ergou was very considerate and followed Xiao Ming to clean up the finished dishes. After washing the dishes, he started spreading them on the floor.

Li Xiaoming was so tired that he fell asleep, while Lu Xiaohe unceremoniously watched TV on the other side. He couldn't change his habit of watching TV.

The time soon reached eight o'clock. Lu Xiaohe watched TV for nearly two hours and felt a little sleepy.

The previous cleaning was still very tiring for a thin child. After a while, he fell down in a drowsy state and even forgot to turn off the TV.

When Li Xiaoming sleeps, he stays in a half-asleep state so that he can wake up quickly to deal with emergencies.

The dark streets were silent except for the ticking of cars and the swaying of tree branches.

Under a few street lights, there was a scantily clad young girl standing there, with a cigarette in her mouth and satisfactory makeup on her face. Moths were dancing around her under the soft light.

At this time, the quiet and peaceful atmosphere was interrupted by a desolate metallic vibration.

"The sky is dry and everything is dry, be careful about the fire."

The gong sounded, one slowly and one quickly, three times in a row, and the sound was like "dong-dong!", "dong-dong!"

The sound of "Dong-dong!" caused several barking dogs in the neighborhood. The girls standing under the street lights couldn't help but complain, secretly sighing that it was a bit disappointing.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the barking of dogs around him disappeared instantly, becoming extremely quiet, leaving only the hurried footsteps of the man and the melodious sound of gongs echoing.

The man came out of the darkness, and the light illuminated his appearance. He was pale, wearing a black felt hat and a yellow mantle, with two mustaches on his lips, and holding a mallet and a gong in his hands.

It feels eerie and uncomfortable.

When he saw those girls standing under the street lights waiting for someone in the middle of the night, the watchman couldn't help but let out a breath of fear.

"The weather is getting cold, so be careful if something bad happens. You're wearing so little, so it's better to go home early."

His kind reminder was despised by those girls. "You're such a lousy gong player, why do you come up with so much nonsense? If the girls don't stand here, why don't you give me money?"

The watchman sighed and continued to tell the time on time. Although modernization does not require this profession, considering that this is a city exclusive to extraordinary people, a group of people were specially recruited for the tranquility of the city at night.

He walked slowly, a pair of blue eyes staring at him in the darkness, like a hunter spying on his prey.

Flames slowly ignited behind the watchman. Surrounded by darkness, the flames turned into a white fish, swimming happily beside him.

The nightmare beasts in the surrounding space quickly retreated, avoiding the range of his patrol.

"Dong dong dong, close the doors and windows to prevent theft and theft."

He looked into the distance and suddenly said what he said an hour later.

The surrounding yellow lights suddenly went out, leaving only the lights on the river in the distance, and the night wind rustling through the willows.

"Ah!" The woman who hadn't left yet screamed and fainted to the ground.

"The night watchman, a level 6 professional watchman, is quite capable. He can actually feel my presence."

Under the extinguished lights, black smoke rolled, and a blurry figure gradually emerged until it was completely clear. A machete in his hand exuded a cold light.

"I'm not at home all night with my mobile phone. When I go out and the wind blows me, I get a headache. Isn't this looking for trouble." The watchman made a hoarse voice.

The other party said slowly: "I'm here to borrow something from you. I'll be leaving soon. Don't worry, it's not your humble little life. I've taken a fancy to your beast. Hand it over obediently, so as not to delay myself and others." life."

"The Nightmare Beast Bailu Carp signed a contract with me and has accompanied me through the long night for nearly 10 years. If I lose it, my cultivation will decline and I will even be seriously injured. I cannot accept it!"

Mu Quan's blue eyes revealed ferocity. "Sure enough, none of it makes sense. It's better to be seriously injured than to die." He slowly moved forward with the scimitar in hand.

A woman standing on the street felt that there was some darkness around her and was very scared. She just took out her mobile phone and turned on the flashlight.

The light just illuminated the man's appearance. He had a pair of ice-blue eyes, full of coldness and ruthlessness. He was taller than most people, and his body exuded evil aura.

His face is very tough and angular, with a black mole next to the corner of his mouth, and a tattoo of the word "sin" on the left side of his face.

When the woman saw that the scimitar in his hand was stained with blood, she couldn't help but scream. The next second, her vision went dark, and her neck seemed to feel wet. Her body quickly lost consciousness and fell to the ground twitching. .

Muquan took out a white silk scarf from his pocket and wiped the scimitar. It needed to be lubricated before killing.

Alas, another ordinary person died because of the other party's willfulness. This girl's family and friends will be so sad.

The watchman wanted to tell the woman to run quickly, but when he saw the woman walking past, he was about to stop her and saw her die in front of him. The opponent's speed is too fast, everything happens in an instant, and the opponent's next target is himself.

Mu Quan approached step by step, and the blade illuminated the pale face of the watchman.

"The last choice is, do you really want to die by my knife? Or hand it over."

"They paid to hire me. In addition to driving away the nightmare beasts, protecting the citizens is also part of their responsibility. It's useless to talk more. Let me see how powerful you are as an assassin!"

He struck the gong hard, and the sound echoed through the neighborhood.