。 The font is beautiful, like a seal, but I can't recognize what the word is.

It smelled of paint as it poured through the roof cover, and I immediately realized that it had been sprayed by Shadow with the bag I had just handed him.

But how can spray paint penetrate the lid of a Bentley?

I didn't have to think about it, and suddenly there was a sudden brightness in front of me, and the thick sand and dust that shrouded outside the car was gone, and even the sound of the wind seemed to stop abruptly in an instant.

Then I heard two taps above my head.

I immediately reopened the skylight.

Just as I was looking up to ask what was going on just now, there was a crisp crack, and a pile of dry bones rolled down from the skylight, smashing me all over the body without a head or brain, and smashing my hands and feet cold, and my mind was blank.

Hiss......

Then I heard a soft inhaling sound from the pile of bones.

Immediately following Gen Gen flew straight up, quickly piecing together the shape of a skeleton man in the driver's seat. When the last bone was put together, he leaned back in his chair, looking exhausted, as he seemed to have lost the strength to reach the garment on the skylight.

So he turned his head sideways to look at me, and used his slender finger bones to gently tap on the back of my chair: "Do you want to take off my clothes for me, or do you plan to see how I will be naked next?"

The blankness in my mind faded as a result, and I quickly pulled his clothes in through the skylight and threw them him.

is really an extremely arrogant person, under the gentle and polite appearance, there is actually a deep layer of pride hidden even if it is for people to help, and would rather take a detour than to say the word lightly.

But when he took the clothes, he didn't immediately put them on his body, but noticed something, and turned his gaze towards the front of the window.

I followed and looked in that direction.

Who knows it's okay not to look at it, but when I look at it, I only feel that the cold hairs stand up.

I saw the road in front of me that was exposed to the scorching sun, and a troop came from the direction of Beiwen Mountain. Visually, there may have been nearly a thousand troops, clad in rusty armor and holding black flags full of holes, all the way, not only all expressionless, but so quiet that they didn't even make a sound.

It's like a group of teams made of air.

But as the cavalry at the head passed by our car, they could clearly feel the rumbling of the horses' hooves on the ground.

They just came in an instant, walked around our car without squinting, as if they were blind to our car, but just went around the car and stepped on it without stepping on it.

It wasn't until the soldiers finally disappeared out of the car window that I almost choked on the breath in my lungs.

Quickly took two breaths hard, and saw that the young man began to put on his clothes unhurriedly, and hurriedly asked him: "What were those things just now......

"Well," he looked in the rearview mirror and then glanced at me, "Since you were born in this place, haven't you heard of the legend about this mountain?"

"The Red Head Ends"