Ling Mo didn't hesitate and got on the headless horseman's motorcycle directly.

In fact, he couldn't hesitate now, Ling Mo's strength had just recovered to a high-level martial artist at the moment, and facing a sixth-level demonic beast at such a close distance, although he was confident that he would not be killed, he didn't want to fight the other party because of this trivial matter. As soon as his butt landed on the back seat of the motorcycle, there was a dissatisfied hiss from the cylinder position of the motorcycle, and the seat cushion flicked upwards violently, throwing Ling Mo off the motorcycle in one fell swoop.

"It seems that your horse doesn't like to let others ride it very much. Ling Mo rolled over, landed lightly on the ground, shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Sorry, wait a minute, I need to appease my companion. The headless woman bent down apologetically, lowered her body, her chest was almost attached to the cylinder, and the black gas on her neck was uncertain, it should be explaining something to her little friend, and after a while, the magical horse neighed low, and a baffle was formed between the front and rear seats of the motorcycle, and the pitch-black tail lights lit up, shining on Ling Mo's body, signaling that he could sit up.

Ling Mo was naturally not polite, he straddled the back of the locomotive, and said to the headless woman in a somewhat mocking manner: "You horse, I really care about you, for fear that I will take advantage of you." ”

"Not really. The headless woman waved her hand while driving the car, and said: "Before I was born, as long as a man touched my body, he would go crazy, involuntarily fall in love with me, and want to possess me, so I have been wearing this black dress." Xiao Han was afraid that this black dress was not very safe, so he added a baffle to prevent the two of us from having physical contact. ”

......Hearing this explanation full of grooves, Ling Mo paused and asked, "Are you sure you're a Headless Horseman?"

"I ...... I don't like people calling me the Headless Horseman too much. The headless woman hesitated for a moment, then replied, "If you can, I hope you can call me by my name, ah, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet." I am Joan of Arc, a saint who obeyed the sect in my lifetime...... Suddenly I feel that this sentence is redundant, but according to human habits, I need to explain my identity when I introduce it, forget it, all in all, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"I'm Ling Mo, and I don't have any identity worth introducing. After Ling Mo gave a brief answer, he asked with some curiosity, "Why don't you like to be called the Headless Horseman?" Is it because you have some disgust with this identity?"

"No, I love the days after becoming the Headless Horseman, and I feel a little more enjoyable than my life. Joan of Arc said: "I don't like to be called the Headless Horseman, just because the name was given to us by you humans without authorization, although it vividly describes the characteristics of our race, but, imagine that if you humans are called hairless monsters, you will definitely be very unhappy, right?"

"That's right," Ling Mo nodded, "I know quite a few demonic beasts that have opened their minds the day after tomorrow, and they don't really like the names humans give them. ”

"yes, exactly, it's great that you understand that. Joan of Arc's tone was full of approval, and then she listened to Ling Mo continue:

"Many races call themselves very interesting, the Emerald Dragon likes to call itself a fairy dragon, the electric rat likes to call itself Pikachu, and the funniest thing is the vampire, they like to call themselves 'Burial Love Nobles', hahaha, this name is funny enough, right? ha, why don't you laugh?"

Joan of Arc laughed dryly, and said with some embarrassment: "As you know, Warcraft basically has no culture, so their taste is a little ...... Let's go local. As for the name of the race, the last time our Headless Horseman clan referendum, the name 'Hanging Sky Knight' received the most votes and won the unanimous praise of the clan, so..."

Ling Mo was silent for a moment, and asked with some pain, "You're telling a cold joke, right?"

"Although I would love to say yes, this is really not a bad joke," Joan of Arc was even more bitter than Ling Mo, and her tone, which had always been very gentle, had some madness in her tone: "I voted twelve against this shameful name, but I still failed to stop my people. Recently, in order to let others know that the Headless Horseman has changed its name, they are preparing to write 'Hanging Sky Knight' in white ash on the breastplate of each clan, and I really can't stand this insult, so I escaped from the clan. ”

"You're dead anyway, let's mourn and blow up ......"

Before the full name of the Hanging Sky Knight was shouted, the broadsword the size of the door panel had already slashed towards Ling Mo, jokingly, without any strength, Ling Mo easily entered the white blade empty-handed. The headless woman who claimed to be Joan of Arc made a panting voice, and said with some anger: "Mr. Ling, please don't mention this title, except for cutting off those heads that are more similar to me, I have never killed anyone, I am a good ghost who speaks five times and four beauties, don't let me break the vows on you." ”

"Okay, okay, got it, you can concentrate on driving. Ling Mo gently pushed the blade of the broadsword away, and said with a smile: "Sometimes I feel that the daily life of your Warcraft is really exciting, and I especially want to know more about it, but unfortunately there is no good entry point. ”

Squeak——!

The piercing sound of brakes sounded, and the headless woman stopped the locomotive, turned around, tidied up her clothes, and said with a very serious look in her eyes: "Mr. Ling, I just want to remind you again, the title 'You Warcraft' carries the strong subjectivity of you humans, and the scope is too wide, as long as it is a demonic beast that produces sanity, it will not like it, there are too many types of demonic beasts, if we put humans and maggots in the same category, will you be very happy?"

"Sorry, I don't mean it badly, it's just a language habit. Feeling the seriousness of the other party, Ling Mo apologized and said, "Miss Joan of Arc used to be a human being, she should be able to understand what I mean, right?"

"Although I sometimes remember the time when I was a human, after all, I have been a Headless Horseman for more than 200 years, and I have long forgotten my old way of thinking. Joan of Arc sighed and said, "It is precisely because there is such a trace of remembrance that I have been trying to restrain myself, not to kill innocents indiscriminately, and to strive to make myself a good ghost with five stresses and four beauties." ”

"With all due respect, having chopped off the heads of dozens of people, you are completely unqualified to call yourself a good ghost, right?"

"I can't explain it to a human like you, that kind of action of cutting off people's heads is not evil, but just out of my instinct. Joan of Arc felt a little difficult to explain, and raised her hand to scratch her head, but put it down in embarrassment: "When I vaguely feel that a certain head can be attached to me, there is a strong urge to hunt in my soul, which cannot be suppressed, just like a vampire cannot suppress his blood-sucking instincts." In essence, it is the same behavior as a tiger attacking other creatures and then eating meat, but it is an instinct given to us by Io, which exists objectively, and is not the original sin. ”

"It really amazes me to say the words 'not original sin' from the mouth of one of your obedient saints. ”

"Thank you, I was surprised myself. Joan of Arc turned her body back and started the locomotive again, and her voice revealed a strong sense of indifference: "If it was me in my lifetime, what gargoyle ghoul headless horseman obsidian destroyer, in my opinion, was born with original sin, and sooner or later it would be purified by me, a holy woman, but when I became a headless horseman myself, hah? ”

"Ha! interesting!" Ling Mo laughed, "I've been fighting with the Obedience Sect for so many years, and for the first time, I found out that the Obedience Sect also has such an interesting guy! ”

"I know, Mr. Ling Mo," Zhende said in a brisk tone, "Actually, I was able to find you in the woods because I sensed the death of at least ten senior cadres of our Obedience Sect on your body. The messages were frantically shouting at me, telling me to kill you and avenge them. ”

"Are you going to do that?"

"How is that possible? My heart didn't fluctuate, and I even wanted to take off my tights and run naked ten laps to celebrate. ”

Joan of Arc giggled, as if she was a little proud that she had said such a boring thing.

After laughing for a while, she was a little interested: "I suddenly felt that I was so bored, and the things in my life still had too much impact on me." ”

Ling Mo nodded and said, "I know this very well, how can it be so easy to let go of the past, but you can look forward to the future a little more, so that life will be better." ”

"You can see that you are a man with a lot of stories. You know what? Men like you are fatally attractive to many girls. ”

"Oh?" are you among the 'many girls'?"

"Oh," Joan of Arc's tone was a little playful, "will you give me a chance? ”

"Go away, succubus!"

Joan of Arc laughed out loud, leaned forward and closed, and even the moving motorcycle was a little crooked, and it took a long time to stop his voice and say:

"It's really interesting to talk to you! Having met you during the journey means that I have been lucky this time, and I began to look forward to the fact that the head of Talon County can really be on my body. ”

"Are you still a Headless Horseman?"

"With a head, who is still impatient to be a hanging knight?"

Realizing that she had said something boring again, Joan of Arc chuckled again.

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It is said that it is very close to Dalongjun, but in fact it is hundreds of kilometers away, and although Joan of Arc's motorcycle style is cool, the speed is really not flattering.

After really running, Ling Mo found that this Miss Joan of Arc, her distorted reality is very interesting, as long as it is the place where her locomotive travels, whether it is a woods, a wasteland or a gravel beach, it will become an incomparably flat asphalt road, the quality of the road surface and the highway have a fight, the driving is extremely smooth, and you can't feel the slightest bump, it is obviously a rotten place full of dangers, and it just gives people the illusion of going out for an outing.

After confirming that Joan of Arc was not hostile, Ling Mo quickly became a little bored, at this time he didn't have to focus all his energy on Joan of Arc, and finally had some time to pay attention to what the people in the live broadcast room were discussing:

"Teacher Ling's live broadcast is awesome! I don't know what kind of surprises there will be!"

"Miss Headless Horsemann is so cute!"

"Cat tongue attribute! Haha! It's almost going to cute me!"

"It's over, it's over, she obviously has no head, but I feel like my heartbeat is shamefully skipping a beat!"

"Water friend's 'Chrysanthemum is Forever Pure' rewarded the anchor with a dark sky fluctuating eye! At the same time, he left a message: This is what it feels like to be in love! Miss Saint, I like you!"

At the same time, he left a message: "Get out! Don't be obscene with my wife! Headless young lady, after finding the head, let's go back to our hometown and get married!"

"Upstairs, you're all looking for death!"

"It's all a group of gentlemen! You can't walk when you see a woman! Don't you think that the conversation between Teacher Ling and the Headless Horseman is very helpful for studying the worldview of Warcraft?"

"That's right, it's amazing to be able to communicate, but the other party follows a completely different logic of behavior!"

“......”

I didn't expect my sailors to pay attention to such a strange thing, Ling Mo was a little funny, and was about to explain, just as he focused his attention on the vision of his left eye, he was almost blinded by a line of bright barrage that suddenly popped out:

At the same time, he left a message: The surname Ling, if you continue to flirt with this headless horseman, I will try to offend Meng Po, and I will kill this little bitch in the rotten land!"

The extremely visually impactful 'Apocalypse' cutscene was played in the live broadcast room, which made countless sailors instantly intoxicated, but Ling Mo's face was a little ugly at this time, he was very sure that the guy with the ID 'Ling Mo's girlfriend' was his girlfriend herself, because when she took her subordinates and seriously injured herself, the last blow was this trick 'Apocalypse'!

Oh my God, how boring are you, you actually have time to watch my live broadcast, and you even made a special trip to expose my scars?!

However, Ling Mo was obviously not such an easy person to threaten, and as the conversation with Joan of Arc progressed, the horse under the ass seemed to be very eye-catching, and the baffle between the two had been quietly removed at some point. Ling Mo's hand stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Joan of Arc's thin waist, and said defiantly:

"You think I'm scared? Aren't you trapped in the cracks of the elemental plane now? I can't protect myself, how can I have the energy to take care of me?"

At the same time, he left a message: I don't know that I am dying, and there are women from the air-conditioned family! Do you know the process of the Golden Fortress's 'Atomic Annihilation Cannon'? This trick first predetermined the result of 'the target will die within five days', and then reversed the process of this process! The energy torrent didn't kill you, do you think this matter is over? Do you think it's a coincidence that you fell into the Bone Mountain and couldn't repair yourself? You're going to get more and more unlucky for the next two days, and you don't need me to do anything, maybe some accident will kill your dog!"

As soon as Ling Mo finished watching her barrage, he felt that the motorcycle under the seat suddenly flickered, and his body involuntarily leaned forward, and the whole person lay on Joan of Arc's back, and then, Joan of Arc's slightly shy voice sounded:

"Mr. Ling, although I am not disgusted with you, now is obviously not a good time to fall in love, we are in trouble. ”