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Lu Zhengkang walked ahead, and the two vampires walked behind. They left the outer cemetery and walked towards the portal. There was a long, wild howl from the sky.

It was Dunharvey, this ancient bronze dragon slowly fell on a collapsed tower, stretched its neck, aligning the dragon's head with the troll, and facing each other.

"Dremyollok, Qahnaarin. (Good day, conqueror.

"Dremyollok, Diiv. (Good day, the dragon.

Out of the mutual favor of the glorious, one person and one dragon greet each other.

"You are the most powerful human I have ever seen in this place, and I have also heard of those masters who are proficient in roaring, but no one of them comes here, nor can I see the sound that shocks the soul."

"You have been here for too long. I can smell the deep breath of death from your immortal dragon soul. You are trapped here."

"Yes, conqueror, you are so insightful. I have traded with the Lord of Truth to evoke the profound knowledge of the dead. As part of the contract, I need to wait for the death of a man named Berelica in the soul grave. ."

"And she is an immortal vampire."

"That's right. Now that I have some kind of connection with this place, I can't leave the soul mound for too long, otherwise the dragon soul will gradually wither. I have a ruthless please, please agree with the proud conqueror. ."

"Please speak."

"I miss the sky of Tamriel very much. If it is so pleasant to travel again, I will tell you my real name. You can summon me from the outside world as a help. When you think the time is right, you will shout at the sky. Taboo!"

Dunharvey fluttered his wings and took off, the boundless thunderclouds shook, and the world was roaring with the supreme words:

Dur (curse)!

Neh (never)!

Viir (death)!

Lu Zhengkang closed his eyes, gently slapped this mysterious spirit, for a long while, showing a clear smile.

"Let's go, let's go home."

The blood of the Daughter of Cold Harbor dripped into the sacrificial pot, and a purple passage opened in the sky. The three of them walked along the stone steps to leave the dead soul stone mound.

The eyes of the sky shone coldly.

...

Berelika decided to live in seclusion in Varchiha Castle. She vowed not to take the initiative to attack humans, in order to give Lu Zhengkang an explanation, and Serana followed Lu Zhengkang all the way to the Winter Fort.

The stars and moon in the middle of the night shimmered behind the overcast clouds, and the familiar cold air seemed to carry the vitality of birth. After a violent tremor, one can cheer up, step on the deep snow and listen to the squeezing of the snow. When he walked to the door of the shop that had been closed for a long time, Lu Zhengkang took out a bright brass key and opened the door gently.

Selana lit a candlelight technique, and Lu Zhengkang thanked him and lit the fireplace with this bright light.

Fire tongue technique gently roasted a piece of pine wood full of grease, and the comfortable fragrance filled the room. Serrana walked to the wall, opened the window, and looked at the quiet winter fort in the wind and snow.

"This is your hometown?" She didn't look back.

"Half it, I run a shop here." Lu Zhengkang stacked up the pine blocks to make them burn fully.

"So, you brought me here to open a shop? When will we explore the prophecy?"

"Don't worry, first you have to understand that the mystery of prophecy is in the three ancient scrolls. You have one, your mother has one, and the rest is with me." Lu Zhengkang found the claw lamp in the cupboard and put it on the oil. , One by one bright, placed in every corner, warm light spilling over the food hut.

"Well, this is really good news." Selana's tone jumped a bit.

"I know that you vampires don't like normal food, but I have fine wine here, can I have a drink with my face?" Lu Zhengkang set up his seat, placed a croissant lamp in the center of the square table, and took out the variegated glass wine glasses and iced glasses Of vodka, pour two glasses.

Selana looked at Lu Zhengkang with a little surprise. The man showed a rare softness, "You seem to be very happy?"

"If you escape from the dead, you must be happier than me."

"You are also a person who is afraid of death!" Serrana took the cup and sniffed it lightly. "It's a pure smell, and there is a breath of restoration magic. Strangely, I don't hate this smell."

"A sophisticated healer can save the lives of dead souls." Lu Zhengkang drank the vodka, his stomach bursting like a sting, making him unable to stop smiling.

Calculating the time, it should be four o'clock in the morning, and the diligent child has already got up to exercise-Lu Zhengkang walked to the door of the store and watched two single-clothed teenagers jogging at the end of the street.

"Didi, do you think that man looks like a sir?" Jonas pulled Dilo's sleeve.

"That's not it! Run two steps!"

The teenager rushed into the chest of the troll man, and the cheers could almost wake up the entire Winter Fortress. The residents who had been disturbed by their dreams cursed and went out carrying a hammer, only to see a bright light from the shop on the corner.

"The gourmet is back!!!"

The Winter Fort really awoke, men, women, and children emerged from the warm blankets and rushed to the streets to surround the long-lost Baron of Winter Fort.

Lord Lord squeezed the crowd and hugged Lu Zhengkang, "Now you can stay a few more days. At least, let us all eat and drink before we can leave!"

People shouted, "Yes, yes, you want to kill your craft!"

Serrana shrank in the shadows, looking at the back of Baishan, the cheers drowned her thoughts.

Suddenly, feeling very sad.

...

On the evening of the seventh day that the food store opened in a row~www.wuxiaspot.com~Lu Zhengkang pleased back the guests who were staying, and closed and closed.

Serrana walked out of the kitchen next door.

"Reading the ancient scrolls requires conditions," Lu Zhengkang tidied up the shelves. "The holy moth priests of Cyrodir have mastered reading skills, but there is a risk of blindness. Dwemers have indirect spying skills, but they can only target A single scroll-the information obtained in that way is chaotic and random. It is predicted that three scrolls need to be read at a time. If we have no other conditions, we have to go to the forest of ancestors scattered across the sky to find the holy The moths help, but we have a better choice."

"Let me see the so-called better option."

"You have already seen it."

"When? Wait, that boy?"

"Keen sense of smell! Selana, you also vaguely perceive that powerful soul, right?"

"Of course..." Ms. Vampire murmured, the Brighton kid named Jonas, his eyes seemed to reflect the world. Such beautiful eyes are definitely enough to withstand the power of the mystery.

"Who is he?"

"You will know, because the two of them will also participate in this expedition. Do you know why I am staying here?" Lu Zhengkang smiled mysteriously, "Let's go and show you something good."

The night flowers bloom in the dark room.

In the bright pure land, Serana saw a nine-foot-tall black-red humanoid mecha standing on top of the ice and snow. The shape was smooth and restrained, like a scarlet rose budding in the dark night, and the faint blue dead spirit was in the black sandalwood. Shuttle through the gap, like an endless tide.

"The **** battle armor customized for you, I call it Chanel, you will love it."

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