After Li Laifu came to the Eternal Continent, what he feared the most was not the superior with huge power, let alone the clown who would only hide in the dark and show off his might, just like the sentence in a novel in his previous life, 'King Wei Yawang is very, but the one who catches the knife is a true hero', no matter in that world, the heroes and villains are the most terrifying races.

The former abandons moral constraints and hides in the darkness and looks forward to the rise, while the latter abandons self-esteem and can interpret all negative words to the fullest.

Unfortunately, Li Laifu met one of them today.

And he is also the kind of big man who has absolute strength and is difficult to contend with.

The darkness seemed to envelop the entire town of Kabul, and perhaps the darkness was born of someone only.

The black-robed old man walked over slowly, stretched out a dry finger, and did not chant some obscure incantation, but it was enough to make people feel inexplicably afraid.

Li Laifu felt as if time had stood still, looking at the Ansbai and the bearded dwarf standing still like sculptures, and then looking at the darkness of the starry sky overhead, he once again showed a wry smile, since coming to this small town of Kabul, which is known as the 'one-plank bridge between heaven and hell', he felt that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes have become a lot.

The men of the Yanlong Mercenary Regiment all maintained the same appearance as before, but they couldn't move, as if there was another rule quietly running, changing the movement of the sun, moon and stars and everyone's behavior, or so to speak, everyone lost the rights that originally belonged to them.

The black sword in Anshibai's hand dimmed, the flames on the bearded dwarf's battle axe quietly extinguished, and even the black bow in Seth's hand lost that chilling aura of death.

They stood there as if they were dead.

Smiled bitterly, still bitterly, Li Laifu couldn't wait to point at the nose of a certain bastard and scold.

However, it is true that in the face of the successive teasing of fate, this child has no other way to face it than to smile bitterly.

The old man in the black robe is a very ordinary guy, with dry white hair, wrinkled skin, and slightly yellowed eyes, he is the same as everyone who has been tortured by the years, he makes people feel the sadness of the dry oil well lamp, as for the so-called strong and the majesty of the supreme is impossible to talk about, if possible, Li Laifu prefers to describe this old man as a poor little old man who is about to lie down in the grave.

The poor little old man walked up to Li Laifu's side.

"That plank collapsed because of you?"

The black-robed old man's withered yellow eyes rolled slightly, his voice was bitter, and he was obviously speaking the common language of the Eternal Continent, but in Li Laifu's ears, it was like a crow quacking.

Noisy, and obscure.

Li Laifu actually lay on the ground, scratched his somewhat messy hair, and said:

"That wooden guy is old, older than the carriage outside, it should have been replaced a long time ago, but you old fellow, who is even more stingy than me, ended up like this, and the God of Light is above, and he will definitely blame this fault on your head. ”

It's still irritating, but no one would dare to be so presumptuous in the face of a threat of death, and if anyone did, there were only two possibilities.

The first possibility is that he is crazy, and the other possibility is that he is pretending to be crazy.

The black-robed old man's tone was still dry, as old as his age.

"Do you believe in the god of light, do you worship that hypocritical deity every night, or do you pray silently to the West and recite some disgusting hymn when the morning sun comes?"

"I'm just going to borrow a few angelic servants like that clever nobleman, I want to weave a fan out of the feathers on those birdmen, you know, the Eternal Continent is too rough, it's ghost weather every day"

Li Laifu looked up at the sky, and was speechless for a moment when he saw the dark sky.

"Well, when I didn't say it, I know you're so good that you can even change the appearance of God. ”

The black-robed old man was stunned, he remembered the last time when an arrogant guy made him feel speechless, the seven holy towers and four bright lights were lit, and the roar of the dragon could be heard in some ancient city-states, and the cheerful song of the elves still echoed in the ears of humans.

It seemed that there was some surprise, a trace of inexplicable brilliance flashed between the old man's eyes, and his tone improved slightly: "Distant child, maybe we should talk about something else first, such as how did you get that group of mercenaries to do things for you?"

The black-robed old man's eyes showed an expectant look.

"How did you control them? ”

"Ahh ”

Li Laifu said without thinking: "Although that kind of thing sounds a little ugly, it is undeniable that everyone has a little bit, and some smart people call it a dream after coating it, such as those poor people in the slums, their biggest ** may just be a plate of insignificant barbecue in the eyes of the noble lords, but even if it is so simple, it is difficult to achieve, so it is the same for anyone, as long as they give them what they want, they can be used for you." ”

Li Laifu didn't think of deceiving this terrifying old man, because the ancestor of the Max family said that when facing an old monster that is dozens or even hundreds of years older than you, please temporarily restrain your arrogance and ignorance, because you know, he will know better than you know, what you don't know, he will pretend not to know, maybe inadvertently, you will be cruelly deceived by these monsters who are about to die.

Therefore, it is the wisest thing to do now.

However, when it comes to the word **, Li Laifu suddenly remembered a well-known sentence in "The Words of Cain".

The false angels with their wings flapped and the arrogant and cold bloods in the darkness have made no secret of their ugliness when they are happy to run around for their own ambitions, and some gods are indeed inferior to the ants under their feet in disguise.

Ants, people who can't pick up swords or staffs, are ants after all.

Li Laifu understood the gap between wisdom and strength in a certain old monster.

“**。 ”

The black-robed old man chewed on this black philosophical word repeatedly, and a smile was cut out on his stiff face like a rock.

"I have to admit that you are very special, and special people will naturally encounter some unusual things, so ah, then let you see the price paid for the pursuit of **, Lord Max Emery?"

Li Laifu's pig-like wail echoed under the dark night sky, and the little chicken cub was picked up by the black-robed old man and thrown into the endless darkness.

Max's bastard ancestor, didn't you say that in the face of this old monster, you just need to honestly clamp your tail and be a man, it's not fucking useful at all.

I see, you old bastards, even your own descendants have to be deceived!

Li Laifu suddenly realized a very serious problem the second before falling into darkness, the ancestral motto of the Max family was also written by a group of brazen old monsters with a cruel smile

Clapping his hands, the black-robed old man took out a long sword with a simple shape from the 'unfathomable' black robe, anyone can see that the origin of this sword is very long, the cold light on the blade of the sword has faded, and the mottled rust is covered with its once glorious body, but in addition to the traces of time, there is also a faint tulip pattern quietly blooming on the sword body of this sword.

Kurt's arrogance and resentment don't seem to have completely dissipated. ”