The wooden bed, which is not comfortable, is not friendly to the wounded people here in Li Mo. The memory of the loss of consciousness slowly emerges in my mind. Li Mo sat up from the bed with some difficulty, and then caused a severe pain. Li Mo involuntarily began to cough.

After breathing smoothly, his lungs, which were like a rag, did not cough up bleeding this time. The wound was cured by unknown forces, but the sequelae remained, and each breath would bring a trace of pain. If you exercise a little more vigorously, your lungs would strike.

This made him realize that the sequelae of coughing would probably be with him for the rest of his life. This is an unacceptable thing for an assassin, but it would be good to be alive. As long as he is alive, everything is still possible, although it is possible forever.

"What a terrible fact." Li Mo said mockingly. Even if he has the help of the shadow, he will never be able to fight for a long time: "So, I want to prove my existence to the Holy Mountain. Then there are only two ways: one is to become the most extreme assassin, pursue the ability to kill with one blow, and the other is to become the leader of a large force."

"If you want to choose, two should start together." The black sun in Li Mo's chest flashed slightly, and a trace of black gas emerged from it, pulling Li Mo into the deeper shadow: "Either embrace the shadow or die in the darkness."

"The so-called light is always a joke to me." Li Mo stood up, lifted the curtain of the tent, coughed twice, and saw the situation in the camp.

The campsite is not big, it is obviously a temporary camp that has just been established. In addition to a few single tents and a main tent, the others are all large tents. From this point of view, the single tent I am in is quite good.

The number of people in the entire camp should be only more than a hundred. Although the clothes are different, the uniform will wear some dark day logos, armbands, rings, or embroidery on the clothes.

Lu Li looked at his situation and no one changed his pants, but his top was stripped off. Circles of white bandages tied his chest and right hand. The mark of the dark day on his chest was faintly visible, and a cool breath came from the bandage. This should be the reason why the laceration wound in his lungs healed quickly.

Walking out of the tent barefoot, Li Mo could sense that there were many people from the Shadow Clan watching him, or the tattoos that appeared on his chest, but no one was approaching him.

So Li Mo did not hesitate and walked towards the main camp in the center. Some fierce quarrels were being conveyed, and a trace of information was conveyed to Li Mo's mind, making him understand his embarrassing situation now.

There have been corresponding prophecies circulating in the Shadow Clan. Those who have dark days on their chests will be the leader of the Shadow Clan, and he will lead the Shadow Clan to an unprecedented prosperous era.

Because of this prophecy, the Shadow Clan has never had a leader, only a high priest and several officials have decided on the Shadow Clan's affairs together. Obviously, he is that person, but once he is an outsider, and perhaps even before, it is an enemy, so it is difficult to get recognition. Another, Li Mo coughed twice, and no one would admit that a useless man as the leader.

When Lu Li came to the main camp, the two guards guarding at the door stopped him and said coldly: "The Shadow Council is unfolding, and the idle people cannot enter!"

"Idle people waiting..." Li Mo's smile cracked, and the sound inside suddenly became louder.

"I can't recognize that kid as the leader! You have checked his injuries. One day, it is possible to die suddenly because he was too excited. What's more, he was originally a person from Shengjianshan!"

"You also said that his chest was so big and dark, would you be blind? Or would you have any thoughts about the position of the leader?" A mature and charming voice sounded, but his words were not polite at all.

"Who knows if he is a spy? As for the dark day on his chest, doesn't Shengjianshan Kesu also have one on his chest? Maybe it was imitated by Kesu..."

"Bang..."

All the words in the camp stopped immediately. The two of them flew in and fell to the ground. The curtain of the tent flew high. The young man walked in from outside with barefoot, tearing the bandage on his chest, revealing the dark day with a black light shining on his chest.

He looked around everyone, with a smile on his face and said directly: "Ahem, I heard that I am your leader, so I'm here, who has any objection!!!"

"You are looking for death if you hurt my Shadow Cult! "The man who had a loud voice called a crack before slammed the table. He was more than two meters tall and strong, with some simple armor on his body. The combination of the dark day marks on the wrist guards of both hands.

Li Bo didn't say much, he didn't answer Li Mo's question, and directly grabbed Li Mo's injury to the gatekeeper, treated Li Mo as an outsider, and did not hesitate to attack directly from slapping the table to taking action. Now Li Mo still has the ability to move, and if he is beaten to have no ability to move, then even if there is an extra mark behind the scenes, he still can't be the leader.

The black air in Ribo's hand rose and turned into a huge axe. He crossed the table directly, and with unparalleled power, he slashed down on Li Mo. It was not that the people in the field had no ability to stop it, but they chose to watch it. If they couldn't even pass this level, then this leader would definitely not be good.

The power of the shadow was mobilized and turned into armor on Li Mo's body. A black shadow flashed and rushed straight towards Jianbo, passing through Jianbo's body and appeared behind him. Li Mo's body also instantly turned into a black shadow and was struck by a big axe.

The black shadow floating behind Ribo turned into Li Mo instantly, kicking Ribo hard behind Ribo. With this force, it landed directly in front of the team's seat, Ribo fell to the ground, causing the ground to shake. Li Mo looked at everyone again, coughed twice, and said, "I am the leader, who agrees? Who opposes?"

At the same time, Shengjianshan, Zero was lying on the bed. On his abdomen, wisps of black smoke flew out, and finally the last trace of black smoke floated away, and was sucked into a piece of jade, allowing the piece of jade to linger in a black breath.

"It's really terrible, the power of shadow." Kesu sighed. Although the previous fight fell and turned into blue flames to avoid it, the opponent's kick still transmitted the power of shadow into his body.

Shengjianshan has not yet made up his plan to start a war with the Shadow Force. After such a long pursuit that day, and Zero Diaoluo was injured, this is the reason why Kesu ordered the retreat, otherwise Shengjianshan would have suffered heavy losses.

"I have sent a message to the headquarters. After a while, the Assassin Cult will send people to support him. This time, the Shadow Cult must be annihilated!" Kesu looked at the jade lingering with black gas and said firmly.
Chapter completed!