Until he locked his dead wrists with alloy handcuffs behind his back, Rob still couldn't believe that they finally caught the mysterious serial killer, his head felt a little dizzy. "Hi, work," their brothers seemed to put their arms on their shoulders, and said with deep emotion: "Do you know that I have lost almost ten pounds in the past year since I hunted you? And Leo, he at least There are six dates because of you. Fortunately, you were caught today. Otherwise, I don’t know how long this guy will be paranoid for you."
"I'm honored to be your fitness trainer, and—" he cast a meaningful look at the dark-haired agent with a gloomy face, "the third party between him and his future wife. For this reason, can I ask for handcuffs? Relax? Your wrist is strangling."
"Give him a fetter," Leo said coldly, "I don't want him to have a second chance to break off his phalanx and escape."
"Ha! You are a private revenge Leo," Rob said jokingly. "Don't treat our super killer too harshly. Did you know that someone in the bureau gave him a nickname, called a'special non-staff agent'."
Leo showed a "really absurd, simply unreasonable" expression.
"And I still have a lot of doubts and can't wait for his answer," Rob patted his shoulder and said sincerely: "Seriously, I can't figure out many things in the previous case. I can tell you how. For example, how did you achieve that no one of the four simulated portraits is the same? Are you wearing a mask? Or is it true that the legendary ancient Oriental disfigurement technique is real?" He curiously pointed his finger at The opponent poked his cheeks, trying to solve the mystery that had plagued him for a long time.
Then he yelled as if he had discovered the New World: "Hey, there is a wound here—not even a drop of blood came out!" He pointed to a small wound less than two centimeters long on the side of his chin—that should have been with a few agents before. When fighting with the soldiers, he was slashed by the blade unknowingly. The wound was split like a thin thread, but it was strangely without any blood stains. When you flick with your fingertips, you can faintly see the flesh color inside.
"... It's a high-level mask? It's too realistic. If it weren't at such a close distance, the skin color, pores, small spots, and even the faintly visible capillaries under the skin are all vivid!" Rob almost pressed his nose to his face. "Made of vinyl chloride resin? Which high-tech company does this work? It's comparable to "Mission Impossible 4"!"
He lifted his head back and pulled the distance between the two, "Limited edition is not for sale. Do not move your eyes and hands."
At this time, he is still in the mood to make a joke! Leo suppressed his anger and walked forward, pulling his head away from his partner who was starting to show off, and said to the arrested serial killer: "It's time to unmask the mask and let me see your true face. Finish!"
"I strongly don't recommend this." The other side said blankly. "Even if you want to reveal it, don't let you do it, Leo, I mean it."
"Sorry that your suggestion was not accepted. I think I am the most qualified person to do this." The black-haired agent said in a deep voice. The whole person seems to be hiding behind the fog'-this layer of fog, I must personally uncover it, no matter how unsightly the things behind it are, it is the truth I have been pursuing."
He was silent for a few seconds, until he stretched his finger over, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Let others go out first! If you must insist, then I have only one request-let others go out first."
Leo's fingers paused in the air. "Request", this is the first time I have finished speaking to him with such a low-profile word and tone.
For a killer who never shows his true colors, exposing his true appearance that he tried to hide to others is probably more unbearable than unclothed, Leo thought.
Perhaps, there is a deeper meaning? For the first time, they were honest and honest (this kind of statement made Leo unable to think of the sea cave in the dark, but he immediately crushed the untimely reverie like a dangerous flame). Three people are present, and he... he is the same.
"You go out and wait for me first." Leo said to the others in the room. The agents looked at each other without knowing it, and left the room at orders.
"Rob."
"Me? I don't need it," Rob said with a dry smile. "We are inseparable." In Leo's sharp eyes, he subconsciously shrank his neck and swallowed the last syllable, and said as he walked, "Okay." Well, the two-person world is yours."
The door was slammed shut, and there were only two people facing each other in the empty room, but the atmosphere was sticky and solidified, like a large mass of clay wrapped in airtight, falling heavily.
"You will regret it," he said, "for everything that happened afterwards."
Leo looked directly at him without evasiveness, "It is you who should regret all the crimes committed before." He stretched out his hand, starting from the hairline, and peeled off the thin mask of cicada wings bit by bit. edge.
Until the face hidden behind the mask completely appeared in his eyes, he still maintained the state of staring with breath, as if completely forgot to breathe—
This is a face of pure Asian descent, with jet-black pupils, pale wheat skin, and upright facial features. From the outline, it is a soft and handsome face, but sharp eyes and eyebrows. He was so cold and sharp, but he polished the innate softness into a wild sharp blade, as if he was ready to get out of the sheath at any time to injure people.
—This is indeed a face to death. Leo thought in a daze, but why, I always feel so familiar... If the skin tone is fairer, the expression is gentler, the eyes are softer...
He took a step back suddenly!
This is clearly Li Biqing's face!
He stiffened for several seconds in the unexpected shock and great panic, and suddenly figured out the trick, a kind of outrageously offensive fierce anger swept through his body—
"This is the second mask you wear? It is his look!" Leo gritted his teeth and sternly said, "How can you use his face! You know how simple and kind he is, and he is totally different from you." People who use his face deliberately used his face to kill, deliberately dragging him into the bloody storm! To kill, you are more narrow-minded and vicious than I thought!"
"He is simple and kind; I am narrow and vicious." Two dark and twisted lines were drawn from the corners of his mouth. "That's great, agent, please continue."
Leo wanted to tear off this stinging face. His fingertips kept digging and leaving blood marks on the opponent's forehead, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find the edges of the mask, the ears, and the jaw. , He fumbled around, the mask was as unbreakable as it was on the other's face...
A slender and winding blood stream dripped from the corner of his forehead, turning his blind eyes and continuing to slide down, exactly like a scarlet tear in the corner of his eye. He laughed slowly, mocking, coldly, and maliciously, "This is not a mask, this is my face, otherwise how can I guarantee that I will face you day and night without being noticed-I'm disappointed, agent. I am deeply sorry."
Leo stared at him blankly, as if digesting the meaning of the words. A terrible speculation emerged from the bottom of his heart, but he refused to accept this increasingly bright fact as if he wanted to shut out the blizzards of winter. He wanted to guide the situation back to the right path very strongly and suppress it within his control. "This is a coincidence!" He said sharply, more like convincing himself than rebutting the other party, "There are so many people in the world, they always look alike... Maybe you have an unknown blood relationship with him... "
"Don't deceive yourself, agent." He brutally pierced his wish. "If I were two people, I wouldn't know that the first book we discussed was "The Whispers Before Bed", made for you. The first dish is fish-flavored eggplant pot, the first time you scolded you so bloody because of three stupid robbers, the first time you shared a bed in a small town hotel on vacation, the first time you kissed It’s because you became unconscious after the illness—oh, does artificial respiration after drowning count?"
Every time he said something, Leo's face became paler, and at the last sentence, he was almost disrespectful.
"It's impossible..." The black-haired agent tried his best to calm the ups and downs, and his lips trembled uncontrollably. He grabbed the other's shirt and pushed it against the wall. "How could you and him be the same person... He is Jasmine's boyfriend. He just came to the United States three months ago. I checked my passport and various documents. It's true... Li Biqing, he can't be finished!"
The other man endured the pain of his shoulders hitting the wall with a sarcasm smile, his dark eyes like the night sky annihilated by the stars, and there was no light in it. In a tone that seemed to be ridiculing among friends, he said something that made Leo completely desperate: "My dear, has anyone reminded you that punctuality is a good habit, especially if you are going to the airport to pick up people? when?"
Leo meets Thunder.
He finally realized that from the beginning, before they met, something went wrong, like a train on the wrong track, running all the way to the dead end, but he never knew it...
Countless fragments of memory rolled up from the depths of my mind, starting from the very beginning, rushing to piece together, a huge puzzle with long-planned and intertwined roots gradually took shape...
("My, my dear, my brother, don't tell me you forgot to pick up my boyfriend at the airport. The plane landed at half past ten, can you tell me what time it is?"
"Of course I didn't forget. There is still time until the pick-up-" He raised his wrist and looked at it, and replied awkwardly: "50 minutes ago...")
-When he arrived at the airport, it was one hour and fifty minutes later than the scheduled time. This period of time was enough to complete the contract with the real Li Biqing, and then pretend to be the other party, pretending to sleep in the waiting hall and waiting for himself.
"The Li Biqing who appeared in front of me is not the real Li Biqing..." the black-haired agent murmured.
"Yes, that guy got off the plane and was taken away in a daze. Oh, yes, my name was Leo? Lawrence. Although the $300 detective card could not deceive a professional eye, he fooled a layman. More than enough. When he realized that something was wrong, he had already walked into the house I prepared for him. Don't worry, someone is specially responsible for taking care of him, and he won't die of starvation."
"Then you come back and pretend to be him to deceive me."
"In fact, there is no need to pretend. His appearance is three points similar to mine, and the ID photos are often distorted. I only need to dye my hair, cover up my skin color, and adjust my temperament, and I can easily become you. People who have never met, right?"
"... What about the conversation with Jasmine? You can imitate his accent, but how do you know the secrets between the two?"
"Wow, this is really challenging. Your sister is not a good fool. For this reason, every time I talk, I am afraid that there will be any flaws." He made a dramatic expression of distress, "So only I can talk as long as I can, or make some small accidents to interrupt the call, and I have survived until now. Thanks to the real Li Biqing, a dose of psychedelic medicine allowed him to take away privacy such as the favorite position of both parties. Jing; Of course, you should be most grateful. With your cooperation report, even if Jasmine is suspicious, she will never doubt that the person with her brother is not her boyfriend. At most, she feels right. The incompetence in the unfamiliar environment has changed him a bit."
Leo gritted his teeth and asked, "Jasmine's boyfriend, the real Li Biqing, is still alive now?"
"You shouldn't ask this question. I'm not a person who kills innocent people, you know." Killing looked at him a little wronged.
Leo resisted the strong desire to punch the man face to face. He still has many questions and puzzles, and is eager to figure it out.
"Why? Why are you doing this? What good is it for you to ambush by my side? Intelligence? Indeed, you can freely enter and exit the FBI office building with the credentials I gave you, and you have obtained a lot of information about serial killers, right? Those details that are not open to the public can help you find and kill them one step faster, right?"
"This is just a fringe benefit. I can find and kill them without relying on you. It's just a matter of time." He said indifferently.
Leo said coldly: "Then what exactly do you want? There must be a motive for committing the crime!"
"Motivation for the crime? Oh, don't say it so bad. At first I just wanted to find an opportunity to approach you." He smiled and looked at him. This smile seemed to be a sunny plant that grew out of the frozen soil of the polar night, with a warmth that was incompatible with the entire environment, making Leo's back chill. "Leo? Lawrence, the federal agent who chased me longer than any policeman, was closer to me than any policeman, and even passed by several times. I am really interested in you... I I want to know if you are so upright, brave, and indestructible as you seem on the surface. You know, the sun and sunspots, dig from your dark side, such as negligence, false public aid, rich private pockets, etc. Staining shouldn’t be difficult, right? But what I didn’t expect is that you’re not even checking your private life—you're a complete working machine! Damn it, it’s the one with no shutdown time!"
Speaking of this, there is a bit of indignation, "Damn even if you are really the United States Constitution, I will turn you into a little yellow man! Just like you, a man with a righteous obsessive-compulsive disorder, a control freak, and does not help the weak. The dead star person, the one who best meets your criteria for choosing a mate should be the kind of white lotus that is gentle and calm, kind and not Virgin, simple and not wise, and can take care of you in life and help you in work, right? OK, me I'll give you a white lotus flower. Look, I broke you so easily!" He shrugged unkindly: "I can't help but fall in love with the future brother-in-law, while indulging in pleasure and disgustingly facing the sleeping man. How does Li Biqing feel playing a pistol, agent?"
Leo forced a flush of shame and anger from his pale face, unbearably smashing his back and head against the wall, and then smashing the whole person to the ground, "That's how you fucking make fun of me. Right! While pretending to be innocent and tempting me, while watching my painful entanglement and unable to extricate myself and gloat, what the hell can you get by doing this?!"
The bound hands and feet couldn't maintain balance at all, and could only be treated with violence by the other party. The pain and dizziness in the back of the head made Daqing unable to resist violent retching. When the uncomfortable energy passed, he sat up with difficulty and said with a sneer: "What do you get? Satisfaction. Yes, I always find satisfaction in work, but I am not you. Work is only a part of life. You can’t just have bloody dead people in your life, you have to have fun and pastime, right? When I’m bored, BIU~~ You fell from the sky and fell in front of me, don’t want to have a different gameplay. Wouldn’t it be a failure of God’s careful arrangement?
And you, Leo? Lawrence, you are a masterpiece! In spirit, you were played by me in the palm of your hand, and you couldn't help but restrain yourself in a awkward look. Physically, you could not escape my attraction—why do you think I should be in a cold and clammy? Have sex with you in a dark ghost place? Then you won't see my face with the mask removed and the body I have seen before. Why does it take physical effort to know that the island is full of crises? Because I couldn't find a better time, because Jasmine would be back next month, three months ahead of schedule, Li Biqing's false identity would definitely not be able to be kept by then! If I have enough time, I won't let you feel guilty to Li Biqing just for a marriage with the dew of the dew. I will make you fall in love with two people at the same time, wobbly, painful, and guilty enough to go crazy! Oh, let you fuck me on it to enhance this guilt, I think the effect is not bad, what do you think? "
The answer to him was the fist that the black-haired agent threw like hail.
Leo tried his best to beat him frantically, and the feeling of fist to the flesh made his heart hurt, deformed, and swollen after being infused with the opponent's venom.
Just like a person who smokes white powder in the late stage of cancer, he spares no effort in order to seize the moment of euphoria away from pain. He has no time to care about what occupational regulations and what human rights are suspected of. He only knows that if he doesn't do this, he will die alive.
The man on the floor could not resist his fists and feet, he could only curl up to protect the vitals as much as possible, and then between the pain and the pain, he intermittently uttered: "You look really ugly, agent, it's so bad... you Is the pistol on the waist a display? Or, you still have no feelings for me? Oh, for the sake of your affectionate money, I should let you play it a few more times..."
His frenzied provocation completely ignited the anger of another man, enough to burn his sanity into pieces at this moment.
Leo drew the pistol from the holster and pulled off the insurance. If it weren't for being dragged by someone's arm from the back, I'm afraid the bullet would have been released.
"Don't shoot! Calm down! Leo! Leo!" Rob, who heard the movement rushing into the room, stopped him and shouted, "With this shot, your career will be completely ruined!"
"—I've been ruined!" Leo roared back with a louder voice, "Don't you see? I've been completely ruined by this bitch!" He dropped the gun, hugged Rob, and collapsed. Howling and crying.
This was the first time Rob heard his cries, sad and tragic, like a wounded beast abandoned by the entire group, wailing in anger, resentment and despair.
Overwhelmed with curiosity, he dismissed the crowd and listened to the corner alone. Although the cause and effect were not completely clear, he understood that Qingqing and Li Biqing were the same person. Amidst the incredible emotion and resentment, he incomprehensibly lowered his head and looked at the man curled up on the floor—
He was laughing, even though his body was bruised and bruised, he couldn't stop his laughter, a deep, choked laugh.
The world is crazy... Rob thought blankly. However, the police and the killer, the law enforcement and the murderer—this result is not too surprising for two diametrically opposed identities, is it...
It’s just the boy with a calm and gentle eyes and a clean and soft smile, the boy who would secretly dump all the dishes and re-fry it because of his unintentional “salty” sentence, the boy who focused on helping Kenson with his criminal mind. The boy who profiled and always gave up rest time... He didn't believe that the boy was just a completely false pretense.
Even with only a little shadow, he felt that such Li Biqing had truly existed in this world.
At least he hoped so heartily—not only for Leo, but also for the faint but unquenchable light that always existed in the dark.
Shanier waited for half an hour at the entrance of the cave that led to the sea, until he was sure that the finale would not follow him, until the desire to live beat his heart like a bell. He finally gave up that little hope, jumped into the wave, dived down the cliff, found the satellite phone in the waterproof bag, and dialed the corresponding number.
The other party asked him to swim a mile due to the south, where the seaplane would wait for him. Shanier used the compass in his waterproof bag to calibrate the direction, swam through the waves for nearly an hour, and finally saw the plane parked on the sea and climbed up exhaustedly.
The pilot was a middle-aged man with curly hair and appeared to be of Middle Eastern descent. Seeing him crawling into the cabin to catch his breath, he urged to take off. He couldn't help but ask, "Where is the yellow guy who hired me before? He said. The remaining half of the money will be given afterwards."
Shanier said coldly: "He can't come. How much he will pay you, I'll take pictures, hurry up and take off!"
The man didn't know whether it was because of professional ethics or his reluctance to give up half of the considerable amount of banknotes. He hesitated and said, "Should we wait?"
"Wait a fart!" Shanier suddenly furious. "If the fighter on the island finds out, no one can leave!" He drew the dagger from the side of his leg and pressed it against the opponent's waist: "Or get a knife. , Or get 10,000 yuan, you choose yourself!"
Without saying anything, the man immediately pulled the joystick.
After the plane taxied for a certain distance and gradually lifted into the air, Shanier retracted his dagger, from the porthole overlooking the blue ocean like a huge sky, and the green islands dotted with twin stars, muttered a forgotten prayer and kissed. Kiss the curved index finger on the fist.
There will be a period to come, and I hope there will be another day when we meet again. He thought silently, then raised his head to look at the thick clouds of the sky in the distance.
He knew that he would soon return to that imperial city, back to where he once stood-with large sums of money, the blood of enemies, swelling desires, vicious methods, and a short-lived one. A few days of warmth and softness, and then completely cold and hardened heart.
(Luna Island? End)
Sent to a small theater: Cowboy and Scorpion
Sunset, dusk, western desert, with exhausted horses, use today's last son to have a glass of cheap inferior brandy in a cheap bar.
This is poor and has a quarter of the half-blood cowboy Rio. A day in Lawrence's life. He used spurs and rubbed back and forth on the wooden floor of the bar to soothe his irritable heart that had achieved nothing today.
"...The cowboy's life is getting more and more difficult..." a haggard middle-aged cowboy in the corner of the bar said to another white young man.
"... Honesty and kindness won't work in the Great Northwest. Even Montana was wire-bound a few days ago (Note 1). I'm afraid that in a few years, the entire United States won't need cowboys..." The speaking youth is a Asians, in this continental United States, can sit in a bar and talk to older generations, maybe it is someone with a good face or their relatives. The youth's appearance is unique to Asians, but the eyes are as frightening as Bald Eagle (Note 2).
"Isn't that an example on the counter? He has been credited for three days!" said the middle-aged cowboy, using his holster to skim Leo, who was drunk.
"Oh, go!" Leo pushed the cup on the table hard, making a fierce crash. Then he strode out of the bar without looking back.
"... Good work, old Lundt, this is your reward." Seeing the cowboy leaving, the young man lowered the brim of his hat in the dim bar and threw a coin to the old cowboy. He was deeply sunk in softness. Looking at the cowboy rushing away from the sofa and the dust raised with a satisfied smile, he succeeded in angering him.
"Dragonborn, for your blessing we pray! Dragonborn, we pray for your blessings!" The young man sang indifferently, saying similarly to himself, but also to others, "Similar finally pities! Similar finally pities! The same kind finally cherish each other!" "Canyon The giant river, the sky is high and the earth is wide, the rugged, upright, energetic cowboys marched fearlessly."
"They rode horses and whips in the billowing smoke and dust, galloping horizontally and across the prairie. At night, by the campfire at night, the melodies of depression and sadness sung by the cowboys spread across the horizon."
Leo finally recovered his calm after leaving the bar. His old partner Rob (forgive me for turning you into a horse) was tired. He sang cowboy poems, telling the cowboy's past. The bonfire was lit, and Leo decided to simply spend the night in the great wasteland—the cowboy has no permanent home!
"Go and pick up a few rewards tomorrow, Rob, we can't open the pot anymore. I will become the first cowboy to die of starvation if I have no money." He touched Rob's hair and sat down beside it, watching Campfire trance. The night swallowed him like this, only the cactus issued an invitation to dance together.
Early the next morning, he came to the nearest town. There are not many people in front of the bulletin board, they have been too quiet recently!
"Damn, I'm starving to death!" Leo took out his Colt Eagles and wailed, "Not even bullets!"
"Jean, new obituary, the scorpions are dispatched. They want the idea of a virgin of the Nile, a necklace of Nile gems called the Heart of Aquamarine! You can get paid for clues or escorts, the Nile Club announces, let the cowboys do it! "Old Sheriff Pete brandished his whip, and finally pointed at Leo.
"Isn't this the sharpshooter Leo? Go kid, they will leave the day after tomorrow!" Old Pete leaned over and bit his ear. "Wireless provided fresh gin and brandy. I caught a scorpion for $200, eh?" Then he shouted at him. The surrounding crowd said, "God bless, knock down those arthropods!"
Incited by the sheriff's emotions, Leo decided to try his luck. Five years ago, he was a well-known sharpshooter, but now he is just a downfall!
"I will go." He thanked him in his cowboy hat.
"Oh, here are these bullets." The old sheriff unloaded the bullet from his waist and handed it to Leo, hinting to Leo with his eyes, "I owe you the young man last time, go there to get neater clothes!"
"Thank you!" Leo was very happy. With the free bullets, he felt that he had returned to the age of being a sharpshooter. He stepped on his horse, and the two eagles roared high with his movements, and then disappeared in large strides. In the crowd.
"Rob, I think I'm ten years younger and I am no longer confused. I'm going to smash the bed bugs' nests and take them to the scorching sun to parade!" Riojaha laughed, and Rob followed him. Whistle, respond to the master.
Ten days later, Rio beats a horse to follow the slow-moving train. Scorpion is expected to hijack the car today, and he remains vigilant.
The new friend he met in this reward came over, "Leo, I heard that you can hit a cup 70 meters away with one shot." This young man is a young man in a bar, but he was also a cowboy, an Asian cowboy. ,Ah!
"How is it possible, a cactus ten miles away is okay!" Leo said modestly.
"Do you know scorpions? They are very poisonous and they are best at appearing in unexpected places!" The young man was very talkative and gave Leo Kop all kinds of knowledge along the way, so they quickly became one, the two young Young man.
"Scorpions are coming, ready to fight!" The person on the right back suddenly shouted, and the two immediately tightened their nerves. Sure enough, the valley was full of unknown big men on both sides.
"They have occupied favorable terrain. It is important to protect the car. Don't be dissipated!" The employer shouted, his voice trembling.
Soon the car stopped in the siege, unable to move forward, Leo waited for twenty cowboys face to face with the scorpions.
"We are not enough, what should we do?" the other cowboy whispered to his companion.
"Roy, go and deal with the one over there!" Leo said to the youth, pointing to the thinner place in front of the carriage, which is an enemy gap. Go out and deviate from the original route!"
"Okay! Look at Roy. Scobrian's bravery!" Roy replied, with a hearty smile, he loaded his Browning revolver!
"Get rid of the villain!" The charging horn sounded. Dozens of cowboys shot at the enemy in an orderly manner according to the original plan. They worked perfectly with each other. They quickly bit a gap in the enemy and rushed out, and the car rushed. The enemy can no longer stop their footsteps. After running a long way, everyone cheered in victory!
"I propose to find a place to hide. I know there is a cave nearby. They will definitely think that we drove overnight for safety, but we will not. We will set off tomorrow to cross our shoulders with them and avoid them!" Roy proposed. "You can't make a fire!"
Obviously, his beautiful and delicate face made him very popular, and the plan won the approval of everyone-the horse needs a rest!
So everyone was led by Roy to the cave.
"Wait, I'll go take a look first." Looking at the dark cave, Leo, who was suspicious, took out his pistol first, stepped into the cave vigilantly, and kicked some rocks into the cave for interview.
"Huh!" Seeing that there was no sound in the cave, Leo felt relieved and greeted everyone to come in, "Come in!"
After everything was cleaned up, everyone stopped, and one or two people were on duty to watch the night.
"Some tequila?" Roy handed the flask to the cowboy and motioned for him to drink.
"The desert is good, but it is difficult for people to survive." Roy said.
"What is so hard to survive?"
"It will swallow you at any time. When you don't know it, this is terrible!" The young man's black pupils seemed to hide the most magnificent treasure, revealing a charming light.
Leo was also confused by the strong secretion of the adrenal glands and the violence of the agave.
He heard Roy singing in the distance. "Dragonborn, Dragonborn, by hishonor is sworn, To keep evil forever at bay!
And the fiercest foes rout when theyhear triumph's shout, Dragonborn, for your blessing wepray!
Hearken now, sons of snow, to anage, long ago And the tale, boldly told, of the one!
Who was kin to both wyrm, and theraces of man, With a power to rival the sun!
And the voice, he did wield, on that glorious field, When great Tamriel shuddered withwar! Dragonborn, Dragonborn, swear by his glory to exile evil forever!
Those cruel enemies will be shattered by the glorious roar, Dragonborn, we pray for your blessings!
Listen, son of Nord, a great legend about him in ancient times!
The hero with the blood of the dragon has the power to match the sun!
On the battlefield of glory, he waved and roared, when the Tamriel continent was torn apart in the war!
The powerful dragon language pierces the enemy like a sharp blade, when the dragon descendant roars!
Scroll, once predicted that the Black Wings appearing in the cold winter, when the brothers start to kill each other! "
The gentle singing of the youth echoed in the cave and appeared very empty, but the song of blood and fire was so peaceful.
"Leo, Leo, Leo!" Someone called him in his sleep, it was Roy.
"!" Suddenly opened his eyes, a faint yellow torch was everywhere in the cave.
"What?" Roy was no longer dressed up as a cowboy. He was startled by him. He was surrounded by faces that he was just familiar with and he was no longer dressed up as a cowboy. Staying on Luo Yi's neck, the light from the candle was mysterious and deep.
"My lovely lion, you fell into a trap!" He heard Roy's soft and warm voice.
"We are scorpions, we are good at attacking others by surprise!" Roy said, "I am the leader, scorpion, Scobrian!" said the young man with a bandit smile! "I fell in love with you, my LEO."
"Bump!" A blood exploded, and a bullet flew into Leo's collarbone. The pain instantly eroded his consciousness. The boy seemed familiar and warm, but he was standing a billion light years away. !
"Scobrian, deadly poisonous scorpion, why didn't he expect it!" The angry lion roared and spread its fangs to fight back