When I met a hooligan, I was still a very beautiful female hooligan in theory.

The key is...... This very beautiful female hooligan looks almost exactly like herself. At the very least, the head Cybertron had seen in the first place was like this - and it changed its nature in a moment. Although there are always three people in the world who look exactly like themselves, this is the natural enemy of their own race.

He tore the last bit of his shirt that he had left, and wrapped the two sword wounds that were the most severe. Cybertron gradually discovered that this female headless horseman with the same appearance as himself seemed to ...... It has always been in a stage of "having a thief's heart but not a thief's guts". The first contact was with sword and blood, magic and power - at this time, it was impossible to defeat it.

Then the relationship between the two parties changes abruptly, and in a state of confusion, the cat falls in love with the mouse - because the two sides look basically the same. In further communication and speech, Cybertron continues to discover the characteristics of the other party. For example...... This is a girl with a slightly bigger brain, likes to start the topic non-stop, and even has a tendency to talk a little.

And then, instead of saying it constantly, she did less. Wanting to marry Cybertron is a move that she is completely based on narcissism, and she keeps posting it because they look almost identical. But then, her words were superfluous, and she didn't even move as much as the Vallivier lady of the French family.

It's easier to talk to.

That's bullying!--It is said that the Headless Horsemen are people who are willing to talk and hide that they have no head and no IQ in their head. This...... Could it be true?

The Headless Horseman's head was moved twice by Cybertron, and although he didn't know what was going on at the time, the head, which was almost identical to his own, was carefully placed on a hill outside the city of Canafon. In order not to be dug up and eaten by wild dogs or other wild animals, he dug several meters deep with his sword. Now, he can finally return to Zhao.

"Hey...... Hey, can you dig lightly?What if you accidentally get hurt?--Is this how you Bourkeso people deal with your fiancée's head?" But the Headless Horseman didn't even announce his name, and it seemed that even the other party was just playing.

"The way we in Bourkeso deal with fiancées is generally who wins and listens, for example, our family - my dad lost. Cybertron was a little sad and continued to dig the hill: "And we Bulkeso people have intermarried from generation to generation, so that we can have descendants of pure blood - I have not heard of any descendants with the Headless Horseman." ”

"You haven't tried it, and when this king was alive, he didn't expect to become a headless horseman when he died. He patted the breastplate on his chest, and it made a bang. The Headless Horseman sat next to the pit dug by Cybertron and jumped into it willingly: "Don't say anything else, it feels amazing to be a Headless Horseman." All kinds of tricks and ways to play are simply not thought of when you are a human being, and your head can finally be taken down to see your whole body, and it is no problem to put it under your crotch. 180 degree rotation can still ......"

Next, Cybertron listened to the other party in a daze how many inappropriate topics and positions, the Headless Horseman seems to be indeed more "playable", whether it is [self-defeating", [self-sufficient] or [carrying "who" to fight] [no vomiting and unhappy] can all be done by himself!--But, the taste is so heavy.

I said...... Are you Headless Horsemen so heavy on yellow jokes?" Cybertron's face was a little strange, and he ...... It is true that the world is underestimated.

If you think about it, there is only one race on Earth: humans. However, the means by which human beings play their own games have been varied, and they are full of dazzling colors! The island countries in the east alone have invented all kinds of play -- human beings themselves have already had so much fun, so this is a different world, and it is naturally more open in terms of ***, at least it should be called "racial integration".

All kinds of general trends, people's hearts!

"Isn't this normal? When I take a shower, I can see more places, but there is a problem with the angle, and sometimes I can't touch it when I see it. The Headless Horseman's voice sounded a little playful, even a little teasing: "Hey...... Where do you want to go?"

“...... That's what I think I'm thinking, too—what do you think I'm thinking?"

“...... Hehe, you know it in your own heart. He laughed happily, and although it was magic, his voice was also very crisp.

This girl is actually quite cheerful.

If it's not a natural enemy, it's not bad to chat, and it's very suitable to be a "good friend".

“...... Huh?" Suddenly, Cybertron seemed to have dug up something.

"What's wrong?"

"This ...... I dug it up. Cybertron was stunned.

"Oh, I got it—give it to me, then. ”

"But ......," Cybertron said with some difficulty, looking at it for a long time, "I've got it." ”

“......？！”

A man's corpse was dug up.

"You...... So exquisite?"The Headless Horseman Lady" looked at Cybertron, and her tone was very strange: "You also gave me a body? Isn't it a little polite?

"No, if we pay attention to the whole decentralization, then there will be no living people in this world. Every day we have to look for the other side of the corpse-" Cybertron wondered, "It's not yours, it looks like someone has filled the hole I dug with a lot of stuff." It's okay, it's okay, let's continue-"

Keep digging.

Click, click.

Two more female corpses and two male corpses were dug out, and a total of three men and two women did not know who had buried them after Cybertron. It seems that this is a treasure of feng shui, and the five corpses can be seen at a glance, they were killed by the waist, and the two halves can be together. If you decapitate the dead, you can put your head together. The hanged one, the tongue is so long that the neck is broken. The other two are poisoned and have a strong smell.

"No, I've found it—" Eventually, Cybertron dug out the last wooden box with his hands and handed it to the Headless Horseman, "I'm exhausted, there's still so much here." By the way, I haven't asked you yet—what's your name?"

"Eh, didn't you say it either?--we're both fiancés. ”

"Yes, but I think fiancés have to at least know who each other is. Cybertron jumped out of the pit and kicked all the remaining corpses back into the pit one by one (or half): "Also, why is your head in the hands of a Shadow Priest?--my name is Cybertron?-Hell's Roar?Bourkeso." The son of the chief of the Hellroar clan of the Bourkaiso people—"

"Eh, I didn't expect it to be the son of a chief? The Headless Horsemann took the wooden box from Cybertron and quickly opened it—and did take out his own head.

...... Looking at this scene, it's a little weird and terrifying.

The sound of magic was canceled, and the other party was holding his head. "Honestly, it's really dark inside, and I'll introduce myself: my name is Drusus, Germanicus, and Pandaragon." How's it going? I'm much more perfect now, right?"

“...... Can you put your head on your neck?"

"Uh...... Actually, it's the Headless Horseman, but in fact my head and neck are connected, you see—so I'm supposed to be the Headless Horseman. It's just not very easy to scream. So you're telling me to put my head back on my neck, that's not true......" said Pandaragon as he showed Cybertron a cross-section of his head for a long time.

Honestly, there is everything in this cross-section, and the most beautiful cross-section of the human flesh is the same. Although Cybertron has killed a lot of people, the impact of this picture is still relatively ......

"I said, is it interesting that you showed me that?"

"I think it's beautiful, you see this is the neck bone, this is the ......"

"Alright, alright. Cybertron really doesn't understand the inner world of the monster girl now: "Now the head is also given to you, and I don't want to care about your medical expenses - you go back to your Ellan, I go back to my Ka Na Fung, let's say goodbye ......"

"Don't go. He grabbed Cybertron as he was leaving, and a black shadow lassoed him like a rope to be exact: "You think I'm really good at talking?

"What are you going to do?!, I don't know the Headless Horseman has a tendency to break contracts. "Cybertron felt that something was wrong, was the other party going to kill him?

Holding his head in one hand and "holding" the dark shadow that entangles Cybertron with the other. Miss Pandaragon gave a triumphant smile—from the pretty face in her hand, of course—which was called a strange one: "Now look at me, and look at you again—is this the appearance of husband and wife?"

"I don't even know what to say, but even if it's a husband and wife, can you let me go first?" Cybertron now decided to take a gamble: "Otherwise, the people of Bourkeso will die a death!"

Lowering his voice and shouting, Cybertron glared into his eyes.

“...... Okay, okay, it's just fun, why take it seriously? Sure enough, the other party let go of Cybertron, and his momentum weakened: "But don't you believe in this fate?" - we really look alike. ”

"It's like ...... Wait?" Cybertron suddenly seemed to have finally smoothed out what had been in his head all along, but he couldn't connect a line. Although he said that his real fiancée, the one his mother found for herself, if she really chased her one day in the future, or her mother herself chased after her and killed her relatives.

If there is such a ...... around you who specializes in restraining the Burkeso people

"Well, fate is fate. Cybertron nodded, patted the other man on the shoulder, and said, "You put your head and neck back where they should be, and we'...... Let's go into town and talk. Oh, wipe it! I forgot something!"

"What's the matter, my Cybertron?" said the armored lady, who pasted it on.

"I'm not yours yet, don't be so affectionate - and I'm not interested in monster mothers. Cybertron waved his hand, not taking away a cloud: "- My work!

"Oh?...... Do you have a job in a civilized city?"

"Nonsense! And it belongs to the senior staff......"