In the Fuli Resort, all the dark night disciples who were training hard had stopped training today, and they were all gathered together, and hundreds of people with exactly the same costumes and the masculinity of a martial artist all over their bodies stood in a line.

In front of the high platform stood the seven elders of the older generation of the dark night, including Long Banshan, the head of the dark night, who was lying on his body, and below was originally Jiang Kun who was specially responsible for training and leading the team, but now it was taken over by Long Zihao, who was facing these men in the dark night, with his hands behind his back.

The whole audience stood straight, without saying a word, full of energy.

During this period of hard training, the disciples of the dark night have made a lot of progress.

The seven elders came down and walked slowly along the line, checking them one by one, and Long Banshan did the same, looking over one by one, and occasionally trying their body bones. Last time, there was something important to deal with in the dark night, and Long Banshan and a few elders all went out, and they had just returned.

When Long Banshan went out, the affairs of the Lingnan Fuli Resort in the dark night were handed over to the management of Long Zihao, the first master of the Kunzi generation and his only son, Long Zihao, and as a result, a lot of big things happened in the dark night during the time they went out. The second master of the Kun generation, Jiang Kun, who had originally decided to let Long Banshan and the elders participate in the fighting competition a few months later, was killed. Moreover, he died at the hands of Li Xiaomeng, who had high hopes for Long Banshan, which made Long Banshan and several elders who returned to Lingnan extremely shocked.

Especially Long Banshan, losing two powerful masters at once was unacceptable to him. This was his only chance to live to fulfill his father's legacy, which had been deceased, and it was not very hopeful, but now it can be said that it is very slim.

Jiang Kun colluded with many disciples in the dark night to form his own small circle, in fact, Long Banshan had known about it for a long time. It is because of Jiang Kun's skills that Long Banshan has been holding back, and it is not easy to stabilize Jiang Kun. He also reminded his son, who had discovered the problem a long time ago, not to do anything to Jiang Kun, but to appease.

This time Jiang Kun died at the hands of Li Xiaomeng, Long Banshan did not doubt what his son Long Zihao said, it was Jiang Kun who wanted to kill Li Xiaomeng, but Li Xiaomeng counterattacked and killed him. But Li Xiaomeng couldn't really kill Jiang Kun and leave the night, it must have been his son who excluded him. And Li Xiaomeng really left, and Long Zihao, who didn't ignore him, did something completely to look at his thin face.

He knew very well that Long Zihao was not Li Xiaomeng's opponent, otherwise he really didn't dare to imagine that Long Zihao would kill Li Xiaomeng that day. If he killed his senior brother's only closed disciple, he really didn't know if he would kill him with his own hands.

Jiang Kun is dead, but fortunately, Long Zihao didn't find out all the people who have kittens with Jiang Kun, in that case, the problem will be even more serious, and the internal classification of the organization is fatal to such an underground martial arts organization.

The matter has been caused, although Long Banshan is very dissatisfied with his son, but he must also focus on the overall situation. On the one hand, he warned those who had been very close to Jiang Kun that now everyone should be in the same line, and no one dared to touch the high-voltage line. On the other hand, we have to continue to prepare for the next competitions.

Today, the seven elders of the dark night, including Long Banshan, will pick out fourteen people, and then each person will carry out special training with two in their hands to teach some stunts. In a few months' time, the competition will be 10 people from each of the three major organizations, so four of these 14 people will be eliminated.

After a full two hours, the seven old people were all selected, not to choose their favorite disciple, but to choose the strongest disciple, everyone knows very well the meaning of the game in a few months, their older generation is precipitated for decades, and they have absolute loyalty and deep emotions for the dark night, and no one will be sloppy at this time.

Among the fourteen people, only one person was recovered from the black boxing match held in Lingnan a few months ago, and it was the very ugly and fierce looking bull head.

Huang Li and Wang Nan, who had followed Jiang Kun to kill Li Xiaomeng before, were not selected because of their lack of strength.

"Okay, I won't train today, everyone have a good rest!" After choosing, Long Banshan waved his hand and disbanded all the disciples. The 14 people who were selected were all full of confidence and excitement, and they were a little disappointed that they were not selected, but they were all convinced, because these 100 people knew very well that none of the elders were eccentric, and they were not qualified to compete for the Ten Heavenly Kings of Huaxia.

Except for Long Banshan, the other six elders all dispersed, and only the father and son of the Long family were left in the entire hall.

The old bald dragon was dressed in a Mao suit, sitting in his position without saying a word, with a calm face.

Long Zihao knew that his father was blaming himself, so he walked up: "Dad, Jiang Kun that Li Xiaomeng killed, I didn't move the gang to execute him, I already take care of your feelings!"

"Smack~"

With a resounding slap, Long Banshan glared at Long Zihao angrily, and his face turned blue: "Do you know that your recklessness may ruin the hope of being a father for a lifetime!?"

Long Zihao lowered his head and clenched his teeth: "Without Li Xiaomeng, we can still win, and you can watch it when the time comes!"

Long Banshan trembled angrily: "Win? Except for two or three of the fourteen picked out who have some ability, which of the others can be compared with Li Xiaomeng and Jiang Kun? Do you think that the people of Fengxing and the Fist Sect are vegetarians? Their training is more demanding than ours now!"

"I said we can win, we can win, and you'll know when the time comes!" Long Zihao turned his head and left in a huff.

.......

In a small area less than a kilometer away from the Li family's villa, the beauty killer Pomegranate sat on the balcony in a nightgown and holding a warm water cup.

The room was full of the smell of herbs, and Li Xiaomeng was busy in the kitchen, humming a small tune.

Sister, sister, you're so pretty, hey!

Brother, brother, my heart is rippling, Huo!

The spoof lyrics were sung with the singing of the opera, and the pomegranate on the balcony couldn't help but laugh when she heard it, and when she laughed, there was a burning pain in her abdomen near her waist.

Li Xiaomeng came over with the medicine boiled by his own hands, and looked at the pomegranate all the way downstairs, his eyes were extremely sharp.

"What, what are you watching? Someone who is afraid of the Red Shadow is coming over?"

Pomegranate smiled awkwardly: "What did you just sing? ”

Li Xiaomeng frowned: "I made it up blindly, I will have a lot of yellow tunes, do you want to sing it for you to enjoy and harmonize?"

"Don't!" Pomegranate shook her head gently, she was injured and rarely showed this kind of soft feeling, the cold and spicy feeling that she had given people before was much more restrained, "What I asked you are singing is not asking the lyrics, what kind of opera you sing seems to be, but it is not Peking Opera, I have never heard it!"

"Oh, that's what I asked. Li Xiaomeng scratched his head, his feelings were still crooked, and he thought that the yellow lyrics attracted the pomegranate, "It is indeed also an opera, Suzhou Pingdan, Zhang Yimou's recently filmed "Jinling Thirteen Hairpins" The theme song was sung by a Pingtan artist in Suzhou before. ”

"Oh, that's good!"

"Then I'll teach you!"

Pomegranate shook her head: "No need, I'm afraid I don't have that long to learn!"

Looking at the pomegranate that was a little sad and pessimistic, Li Xiaomeng felt a little uncomfortable, and the red shadow had caused too much psychological shadow to the pomegranate.

"You have to learn, you have a lot of time. I'm going to teach you all the yellow tunes I know, and you can sing them to me later!"

(There's one more at 12 o'clock!)