112. Chapter 112

Chapter 112

A stitcher?

Lin Sheng raised the wooden shield and went back a step.

He's staring at the door sewing. Wait.

It's been a long time, dark doors in the stitches, nothing came out. It seems just that the door is not closed, it's just blown out by the wind.

Lin Sheng doesn't believe in any coincidence, and this door is long overnight and not suddenly sealed when he comes.

It must be a problem.

He slowly stretched out the sword, stabbed in the doorcrack, slipped it.

Huh?

Iron doors are slowly open. Show out the corrupt old room inside.

Similar to Lin Sheng's own structure, the room was filled with thick ashes, and the paintings on the wall were sketched into a corner.

The sofa, the cabinet, the refrigerator, and furniture are all very old styles.

Lin Sheng slowly walked into the door and took care of the room with the light on the edge of the shield.

This family has only three rooms.

A kitchen, a living room, a bedroom.

gu gu…

Lin Sheng just walked into the living room and hidden to hear the kitchen voice coming out.

That sound like a liquid stove cooking something in the fire.

He was vigilant to get closer to the kitchen.

Just standing at the door and seeing the kitchen liquid gas stove, put a little pot on it, and I don't know what to cook, the flame of the freshness keeps rising, and the water gu in the pot rings.

In a room that looks abandoned, the kitchen has a pot cooking?

Lin Sheng's heart is all right. Along with vigilance again.

In the dark, the red light on the stove is very clear.

He's slowly approaching, and he's going to open the pot cover and see what's in it.

Suddenly, there was a shadow of darkness.

“Who?”Lin Sheng was very sensitive, and his hands were cut out of a sword.

the sword's edge shows fresh white Saint Light.

He was not sure if these weird monsters could be killed by ordinary killings, but instead Saint Light's nature was heavier, regardless of the 31st, before Saint Light.

That black shadow is fast, but Lin Sheng is slow and giant sword in his hand is more alarming.

So you cut it out, just chopped it off at the end of the shadow.

pu!

Like cutting on wood, black shadows scream like wild chickens.

That white Saint Light just touched a little bit of it, even if the gasoline burns, it spreads all over the body.

hu!

That black shadow burned up, rolled over the ground, and lay down soon.

For a while, the whole kitchen burned white Saint Light's black body, slowly shrinking on the ground.

Lin Sheng walked closer to the pump.

This black body is only half the size of his body, four arms, two legs, no five officers, one slide in the face, and the chest has a big nose.

At this point, the human body was flashed by Saint Light and the body was rapidly shrinking.

Less than a few seconds, there's only a little black ashes left on the ground.

Lin Sheng allotted a sword in black ashes, nothing in it.

Suddenly, a piece of black smoke spreads out of black ashes, united into a black line, flying into Lin Sheng's chest.

“The memory of this monster?”Lin Sheng had a slight eye, and the messy and disorderly messages of the brain would flow carefully.

The monster's memory, no language, no pictures, only large chunks of voices.

The memory of the sound is long and sometimes one voice can continue to sound for several days and only one or two minutes.

Different voices appear to represent different meanings.

Lin Sheng has no brain, no idea what this monster memory contains.

He probably found a little regulation, though. This monster seems to depend on absorbing biological fear for life.

Those voices are connected, and many are like the horrors of creatures.

Every time there's a long voice, the monster's emotions are happy. Every time the sound is shorter, monsters are immediately frustrated.

“No worthless memory.”Lin Sheng shaked his head and felt a little bit more spiritual, equivalent to the extent to which a black feather Swordsman was killed.

Sold the black monster, and he continued to patrol the place.

There seems to be only one monster here, turning around, Lin Sheng doesn't see anything else, but in the corner of the bedroom, there's new discovery.

“Is this…?”

He pushed a black wooden chair on the corner of the wall.

On the wall behind the wood chair, there's a freshpurple fluorescent.

The crack is small and small, and the mouth is on the ground with a half-transparency insect like blue gems.

There are no externalities between insects and general insecticides.

The only difference is the end of its six legs, like burning the screams, slowing down on the ground and spreading a high temperature burning of the floor.

“This bug…”Lin Sheng doesn't feel right at first sight. The insect is lying on the floor, giving people a sense of alienation that is inexpensive to the surrounding environment.

It makes people feel like living nearby creatures.

Lin Sheng has also seen sharply that the cracks behind the insect are coming together at a very slow pace.

“Such a small crack…Isn't it a gap? "

He thought, "Raise giant sword, stretch in the crack, and then crush on the eight sides of the stop."

Awesome!

The crack was shattered by black crumbs, and he really got a little bigger.

Lin Sheng's meeting, it's getting stronger at the end of the day.

According to the logo in the Falkland Front, every moment the world will find a lot of gaps between all kinds and sorts.

These gaps themselves reach different levels, different submets of the world.

By way of a gap, two different dimensional dimensions will be briefly opened to a bridge of communication.

In the past, human perceptions have been extremely limited, allowing them to reach and enter other levels and subordinates.

But the discovery of the gap is an opportunity to filter itself so that it can have access to other secondary dimensions.

The appearance of the Frente POLISARIO is based on this principle, thus bringing together other subordinate vitality to fight for itself.

Lin Sheng does not know how the gap has emerged, but now he has slow progress in cultivation base, and if, like the previous two, he goes into other subordinate vitamins, the cultivation base will certainly be able to accelerate again.

Think of it here, he's got more work to crack up.

Half the rings.

Eventually, the crack was a little bigger, and finally extended to half a meter of height. It's a big excuse on the wall.

The insect had long been intimidated by a tremendous turmoil and escaped into a crack and disappeared.

Lin Sheng doesn't think so.

Until the excuses were expanded, he was sweaty and felt able to get in and out. It's just about to look at it, take the sword, step out and drill into a crack.

Just archer into the purple light of the crack.

Lin Sheng felt like he was into a sticky mud.

No breath, no activity, all the eight sides around are purple light.

He tried to move forward, and soon discovered the beetle that had been drilled in.

The beetle was floating near him, and saw Lin Sheng coming close, and he was terrified to swim fast.

Lin Sheng doesn't say anything. Follow the beetle.

Not many times, just as he felt he couldn't breathe.

pu!

purple light finally came to the end.

A dark dungeon of dark corruption.

In a purple light crack in the corner of the wall, it suddenly broke out of a silhouette.

silhouette handled the wooden giant sword, and his nose was filled with purple fluids.

These residues are moving over time, rapidly flowing and melting away.

cough cough…

Lin Sheng filmed purple fluids on armor, allowing them to swing away quickly.

(This chapter is over)


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