Break Through the Steam Game Library

Lu Zhengkang opened his eyes, and he fell asleep in the corridor.

He seemed to have forgotten something. He turned his head and saw that there was a new relief on the bleak wall. One person hugged another from behind.

He slowly sat up and stretched out his hand. The silvery white fluff and mottled turquoise scales spread on his arm, the fluff trembling slightly, the reflection of the scales was like the look in the eyes of a vicious villain.

His thoughts were a little confused, he was reflecting on his state, the logic of human nature was weakening, the madness of trolls and the viciousness of snakes were spreading, he looked at the darkness around him and felt extremely comfortable, but he hated his own light. . Lu Zhengkang spit out the snake letter, and the information hidden in the air was also transmitted. There was a smell of dust and a smell of spirituality. One was dry and the other was empty. It was obvious.

Lu Zhengkang slowly lowered his hands, bent his legs and bowed his waist, and his palms pressed against the ground. This gesture made him feel relaxed.

He wants to drink blood, tear the thick skin and tough muscles with his canines. The soreness of the gums and the warmth of the intestines and stomachs are innate signals of eating...

Lu Zhengkang walked for a while, stood up slowly, and tore off the skin with sharp claws. There was no blood flowing out of the limbs, waist, abdomen, and neck, but a faint blue haze. The skin that was thrown on the ground by him Little by little it dissolves and seeps under the dark brown stone tiles on the floor.

He doesn't hurt, he just feels so tired that he feels like he is going to fall asleep. In the darkness ahead, the candlelight flickered, beckoning him to move on.

Moving forward, there seemed to be a giant beast inhaling deep in the passage. For a moment, thick fog drowned him. It didn't matter. Lu Zhengkang walked on the wall.

The relief rubbed on his broken palm, the human-shaped bumps, the story of the red dust, and the faint gossip whispering in the ears.

"My dearest Murvi, today I went to the Mara Temple to buy a talisman, which will witness our love." This was the voice of a young man.

"Dutar, my child, don't die in Cyrodir." An elderly mother.

"The magic artifact belongs to me! Despicable mentor, don't want to own the star of Azura alone!" A man, Lu Zhengkang vaguely remembered to help the priest of Azura retrieve the magic artifact, the idea was fleeting.

Love, affection, fame, power, force, and magic are maddening, exciting, heartbroken, angry, and terrifying, all in the palm and in the ear, deer Zhengkang felt the boundless soul squeeze into the body.

Another gust of wind came, and Lu Zhengkang closed his eyes again.

...

Dunharvey took off before the young man threw his spear, but he had no time to stop the blow from piercing his chest. Dragon blood gurgled from the back of his chest, and every drop was as heavy as mercury. The dark purple blood dropped on the ground. Hit a pothole.

He let out a painful neigh and danced in the air, dripping with blood.

Selana exclaimed: "He did it! Kill the dragon!"

"No, it's far from it." Berelica's tone was calm.

"I have confidence in him." Serrana stopped watching the battle, and concentrated on clearing the skeletons on the periphery, making sure to make room for the teenager to let go.

"Winter, storm, ice and snow!" Lu Zhengkang roared, the frosty stream chased the dragon in the sky, Dunharvey also roared: "You-Tusu!" [Dragon Roar: Flame Breath 】

Fighting ice and fire, the **** will turn the horse's head, and the dragon dives.

The scorching warm wind blows, the skeletons fly, and all kinds of heads bow, no matter the living or the dead, no matter the devil or the element, everyone is watching this ultimate one-in-one strike.

The pride of the dragon did not allow him to retreat, and the courage of man encouraged him to charge.

Victory, life and death, are all at once!

Dunharvey opened his huge mouth and wrapped it around Lu Zhengkang like a net. Lu Zhengkang gathered all the blessing power of the heavenly gods on his right hand and gathered it around his waist. The bone horse without armor struggling to break away from the road. Skeleton, bone fragments flying around, even if it disintegrates, it never stops.

The huge mouth closed, like a guillotine falling down!

A punch in the face, like a cannon!

In the burst of light, Dunharvey let out a scream.

"Who won?" Serrana looked anxiously, and was pierced by the bright light into tears.

"It should be that boy."

It is the boy!

Lu Zhengkang jumped high, and punched the upper jaw of the dragon with a punch. The keel, which was so tough as to be almost unbreakable, was finally punched out. The thin body of the young man drilled out of the fist marks, stepped on the dragon's head, step by step, and arrived. Between the eyebrows, he lowered his head and looked at the dragon.

In Dunharvey's eyes, there was no anger, only peace and comfort. He bowed his head to the ground, in a peaceful posture.

"Morokeisil, diifaaz. (Glory soul, end my pain.

Lu Zhengkang nodded and closed his eyes. One of the profound meanings of using martial arts with all his strength is also his current strongest blow.

Mental strength? Absolutely second-order? Great palm!

The thick clouds in the sky were dispelled by the air waves, half of the cemetery collapsed by huge palm prints, and a large pit was sunken in the ground. The body of the dragon was intact, but the keel was all broken.

"Good job," Dunharvey said softly, his body burning with purple flames, and the dragon soul rose into the sky.

The Skeleton Sea calmed down and collapsed one after another.

Everything is settled after this war.

Selana ran over, and the young Lu Zhengkang nodded to her, then dissipated.

Turiano gently stroked a small skull around his waist, and he felt a weak soul sleeping in it.

"It's fine if you don't die, it's fine..."

Serrana talked with Berelica for a while, and after unifying their opinions, they walked towards Tuliano together.

The vampire mother said as soon as she saw this Nord's hanky: "Your soul has a problem."

Tuliano rolled his eyes sharply~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What did you say! "

"There are problems with the soul in the soul stone mound. Anomalies are normal, but you are just too normal."

Tuliano angrily said: "Find the fault?"

Serana soothed, "Be calm and not restless, my mother has studied magic for thousands of years and has a great say in your illness."

"Oh." Tuliano was really soothed.

"The souls wandering here are depleted of their spirits, and they cannot be rested here. This is full of malice for the souls, whether it is the pumice spires, the soul prison cage, or the soul absorbing gems, or even the black wandering in the cemetery. Skeletons, preachers of the Lord of Truth, etc., in the end, the end of this world is to be swallowed by the eyes of heaven and turned into complete nothingness."

Serrana was shocked, and Turiano frowned, "No, I'm not sick!"

"Your mental state is very unstable. Serrana said that you completely lost consciousness for a while and turned into a dull look. This shows that the power to help you resist the assimilation of the world is not endless. You must be as fast as possible. Escape here, and only the blood of our mother and daughter can open the passage. You have to follow us, but you have to hand over the boy's soul."

Turiano was at a loss, "What...what..."

Serrana rushed over and held his fluttering ghost head swaying for a while, "Don't go to sleep! Be clearer!"

What happened next caused the two vampires to shake their faces in shock.

It was so good that a man with seven feet turned into a woman a little bit.

Garna lowered her head and gently stroked Lu Zhengkang's skull, "My son, you are here too."

"No wonder!" Berelica sighed.

"Mother, do you see the mystery of this soul?"

"Of course. It's an amazing love."