Battle King Dragon Concubine

Chapter 277 Brat, I’m going to be scared to death by you (1)
With Baili Ling restraining Lin Sheng's hands and feet, Fang Jun forcibly snapped Lin Sheng's head straight to look at him, and began to use hypnosis.

"Lin Sheng, tell me, what did you see?"

"Blood...blood...not me...not me..." Lin Sheng's face turned pale, his lips were trembling, and his consciousness seemed to be a little unclear.

"Lin Sheng, don't be afraid. It's just a dream. It's just a dream. When you wake up from the dream, everything will return to normal. Wake up." Fang Jun constantly comforted Lin Sheng's subconscious mind to eliminate his fear and wake him up. come over.

"Dream...blood...dream...it's a dream..."

"Yes, it's a dream, so there's nothing to be afraid of, just wake up, it'll be fine when you wake up."

"Dream...wake up...dream..." Lin Sheng's unfocused eyes finally showed a little bit of brilliance, and he looked at Fang Jun blankly.

"Lin Sheng, come on, wake up, everyone is waiting for you, Baili Ling wants to buy you a drink."

"Barry... Zero... Zero..."

"Huh." Seeing that Lin Sheng's eyes had returned to normal, Fang Jun heaved a sigh of relief, "You brat, I'm going to be scared to death by you."

The sober Lin Sheng fell silent, first looked at Fang Jun, and then kept staring at the box in Mo Lan's hand.

"Lin Sheng, can you accept it?" Long Zhanya's cool voice suddenly sounded, attracting Lin Sheng's attention. Lin Sheng turned his head and looked at Long Zhanya.

"Can you accept it? The fact that I suddenly became a murderer."

"Zhan Ya!" Baili Ling exclaimed, and hurried to see Lin Sheng's expression.

Sure enough, upon hearing Long Zhanya's words, the lingering image in Lin Sheng's mind just now flashed before his eyes again, making Lin Sheng's face turn pale again.

"Zhan Ya, stop talking, please stop talking." As if wanting to give Lin Sheng strength and warmth, Baili Ling held Lin Sheng's hand tightly again.

"What? I feel like I'm a kind person, so I can't accept this sudden fact?" Regardless of Baili Ling's begging, Long Zhanya continued to speak ruthlessly, "What do you want now? Suicide?"

"I……"

"Lin Sheng, as a friend, I only have one thing to say, you are a man and you are responsible for your actions. Think about it. Mo Lan, open the box." She didn't even have time to check what the sword looked like.

Mo Lan looked at Lin Sheng, and finally opened the box according to Long Zhanya's instructions.

The box was red, and inside the box was covered with a good red brocade, and on the brocade was a black sword, which looked like a good sword at first glance, but the body of the sword glowed red in the sun, and it looked like a sword. Those who were fed blood during the initial forging still fed a lot of blood.

"Lin Sheng, do you want to hold it yourself, or should we help you?" Long Zhanya raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Sheng.

"I'll hold it for him." Baili Ling glared at Long Zhanya, and was about to reach for the sword.

"No, I'll hold it myself." Long Zhanya was right. No matter what, he did it. The 30-odd people in Qiao's family were indeed killed by him. That feeling of madness still remains. inside him.However, it is true that he killed people, but Lin Sheng also knew very well that under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to kill people and feed swords, so who ordered him to do so?And how did he manipulate him?Why did Mingming feel that he was very clear about what he was doing at that time?And why would I lose that memory?Could it be that he killed people in order to forge a good sword, and then suffered selective amnesia due to excessive stimulation?What nonsense!
Stretching out his hand to hold the sword, Lin Sheng's hand trembled, and even his heart trembled.

"Holy..."

"I'm fine." Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Lin Sheng took the sword out of the box.

"Be careful!" The sword left the box, and the box seemed to know that its mission was over, and it shattered with a bang.

Mo Lan was the first to notice it, shouted, dropped the box and took a few steps back.

Baili Ling immediately led Lin Sheng back after hearing Mo Lan's shout.

"Sooner or later, let them know that you can't treat people like monkeys!" After finishing speaking viciously, Long Zhanya got up, and Wan Tong Liushang carefully guarded her behind, "Go back to the inn first." Long Zhanya glanced at Lin Sheng, " Get ready and set off for the imperial mausoleum tomorrow."

"Why not today?" Tao Lele slapped Liu Chengfeng on the back of the head as soon as he spoke, "What are you doing?"

"Pig brain! Shut your mouth and go!" Tao Lele glared at Liu Chengfeng fiercely.

"Hey! Tao Lele, are you itchy?"

"Yeah, so what if the skin is itchy? Do you want to deal with me?" Tao Lele puffed out her chest and looked at Liu Chengfeng fiercely.

"This king never beats women! Hmph!" Liu Chengfeng was extremely angry, and turned his head to ignore Tao Lele.

"But this girl hits a man! Go away!" Kicking Liu Chengfeng's ass, Tao Lele swaggered forward.

"You woman...you...you...are so mad at me!" Liu Chengfeng was about to go crazy.How could there be such a woman?Fiancee, fiancee, he will definitely break off the engagement when he returns home!

"Fox, tell me, can this Lin Sheng do it?" In Long Zhanya's room at the inn, Wanqi Liushang must be guarding Long Zhanya's side, while Bailimo, Nan Fengyue, Qiushuang He and Mo Lan are also there.Following Long Zhanya's window, one could clearly see Lin Sheng sitting in a daze with a sword in his arms in the backyard of the inn.Faintly, Lin Sheng's body could still be seen trembling slightly.

"Okay." Long Zhanya sighed.Not to mention Lin Sheng, professional killers like them would have to shake for about an hour the first time they killed someone, not to mention a kind-hearted ordinary person like Lin Sheng, who killed more than 30 people for the first time, which is really quite thrilling.

"Tsk, it's really troublesome, Xiao Ya'er, or let Qiushuang hypnotize him." About Qiushuang's eyes, Bailimo heard Long Zhanya talk about it.

"Isn't that the same as before? And if Lin Sheng doesn't remember this, will it affect the opening of the imperial tomb?" Mo Lan frowned.

"Mo Lan is right, so be it. If he was really that weak, he wouldn't have been chosen." Long Zhanya sighed slightly.

(End of this chapter)