2011.5.1PM5.30

A gray and overcast sky covered the land like a curtain, a sign of impending rainstorms. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The "Pan-Vergras" is Romania's notorious highway of death, but it is also known as the world's greatest road. At this moment, it is like a long snake waiting for an opportunity to entrench in the mountains, long and precipitous. Just last week, the long snake devoured its 40th life, and the entire highway was littered with warning signs, and crosses along the mountain also showed its sinister nature.

A thick fog enveloped the entire mountain range, silent under a dark veil. Suddenly, like the roar of a wild beast, a white light struck the quiet mountain.

A "Lamborghini Veneno" is driving on top of the serpent, a beast with a 6.5-litre 12V naturally aspirated engine at 250 km/h. If a passerby witnessed this scene at this time, he would definitely be amazed to see this supercar, which is limited to three units in the world, but unfortunately, no one can take such an honor at this moment. The pre-storm "Pan Vergelas" was like a nightmare, and no one would choose this path of death at such a time. Even so, there are people who gallop at such high speeds, and this kind of behavior is tantamount to racing against death to others.

The sweltering weather and the heavy fog make this "long snake" particularly slippery, driving on such road conditions, the slightest turn will be out of control, and irretrievable. It was greeted by the abyssal jaw of this long serpent, falling down this bottomless canyon. But this speeding Veneno is close to the road, every sharp turn, tail flick is not bad, such a subtle high-intensity operation, but the people in the car still have time to flip through the music playlist of the iPod in their hands, only one hand to operate, broadcast.

This is an innate talent, this golden bull named "Veneno" in her hands, like an untamed wild horse, but no matter how wild the horse, even if it is a proud lion, it can only be subdued and willing to be driven by it. This is the inheritance from riding in her memory, "Royal Driving".

Various prompt lights flashed in the car, and on top of the car with a very dynamic design concept, sat a "hazy" woman. It was she who rode the beast at a gallop. Behind the windshield, she wore a beige half-off-the-shoulder tulle on her upper body, sticking to her skin with sweat, and under the short veil, the white wrap loomed in the chest, swaying gently under the swing of her body. Half-length hollow cage sleeves, slender arms, wheat-colored lustrous skin, tulle cages are divided into two, casually tied at half the knee, hanging under the slender legs, shoulders and cuffs carved with large small white butterfly cosmos, the whole body is lined with gold wire embroidery points, depicting complex and gorgeous lines, with the swing of the operation, the tassels under the tulle sway from side to side, every time the throttle is lifted, the knees will be pushed up, this small space does wronged this pair of slender legs. Delicate collarbone, an unknown gemstone necklace hanging between the slender neck, but the face is surrounded by a touch of purple yarn, revealing only a pair of demonic deep eyes, the pupil color between the eyes, is the unique green of the ancient Persian aristocracy, the water is as clear as the aurora, the aurora is as mysterious, the embellishment of two tear moles under the corners of the eyes, and the cat's eyes of the accessories between the foreheads, confused and charming. Her long blonde hair was tied in a single strand and hung around her neck and draped over her back, covered with a lilac veil. With the steering wheel in one hand and the iPod in the other, his eyes were lazily browsing the playlist like a cat, but then he chose a song and put down the player, vigilant. A group of black shadows were chasing her at a rapid speed, towards her at a speed of 250 kilometers per hour.

Her eyes gradually sharpened, and at the same time, she changed her hands to hold the plate, and she began to get serious. This time, unlike anything she'd ever had, was unmatched. Not long ago, she had just finished a fight she had never experienced before, a struggle that had nearly exhausted her, but it had made everything she had done worthwhile. Thinking back to what happened before, and looking at the co-pilot's position, her firm hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Fire Stealers, Guardians, Elves. The title she inherited is finally recognized today, and it is today that she is named after Perry Irina.

She stretched out her hand to feel the coldness of the seat next to her, and her heart was churning with strong anticipation.

At her side, the original sub-seat had been removed through modification and replaced by a coffin. A wooden coffin with a black and brown body is different from the common coffin, it has more edges and corners. The vine-like twigs are intertwined with each other, intertwined into a mysterious pattern, the connection between the lid and the main coffin is enclosed by a transparent blue stone circle, the center of each side of the coffin is inlaid with an agate, engraved with ancient and mysterious characters around it, and on the cover, a gold disc is inlaid in the center, and the surrounding is scattered with reliefs like tree roots.

What is quiet in this coffin is the faith she has reclaimed.

At this time, the group of black shadows gradually approached, and Iona could feel their presence and oppression, but at this time, she brought up her headphones.

"KingdomofDust", the song she chose, was playing in her ears at the moment, and the moment the prelude sounded, she reverted back to the confident and ethereal Ijina.

The rhythm sounds, the corners of the mouth under the veil are lightly raised, pleasant! All the previous impurities were forgotten, and with the rhythm of stepping on the accelerator, accelerating, changing the pitch with the drumbeat, broadcasting, and turning sharply. Every movement is controlled in rhythm.

In the rearview mirror, the black shadow was gone, they were thrown too far away, the song was about to end, suddenly, Itina braked suddenly, too fast speed and wet road, the whole car slid forward for hundreds of meters before stopping.

The car was in the middle of the road, and Itina looked forward through the window, and in the thick fog, a group of black figures were standing, followed by black shadows behind her.

Striking back and forth, the black shadow in the dense fog suddenly flickered, as if opening its eyes, and countless strange white holes appeared.