Summoner of Nightmares

Chapter 42

42. Chapter 42 Hidden 3

Chapter 42 Hidden 3

Taxi's slowing along the driveway.

Lin Sheng also saw the scene of the accident in the car soon after the transfer.

A big van full of steel pipes hit a black limo.

The whole of the limo interception was crushed. There's blood leaking out in the driver's room.

“Looks like it's not going to work.”Taxi Master sighs. "The truck driver is not here. It must have escaped. The police don't know if they can catch it.Ugh. "

“Is this a lot of things?”Lin Sheng was wrong from Master's tone.

“A lot.”Master took the wheel back, “Political instability, ports like ours, borders, and security doesn't care. Too many foreigners, Xiling's under pressure… ”

“Pressure?”Lin Sheng questioned.

“That's the matter of red mines, Xiling and Redwing have been talking about so long, and contradictions have become more and more intense.

In our port cities, we have heard that Redwing's spy is often infiltrated, and a few times later. "

Driver Master's low voice explanation.

Lin Sheng, calm down.

That is peace without a nuclear bomb chain, which triggers a dispute between the two countries simply because of a large and rare mine.

Xiling has been economically unstable for science and technology and is becoming even more unstable in the country.

Much of the reason is also because of weak State power and abundance of domestic resources, which has led other Powers to perpetuate their mineral glare like a tiger watch his prey and infiltrate repression.

Master, the driver on the road, is a tale, worrying people, going to the politics of time, going around the chicken garlic skin, and he can all blow a spit.

Not in a while.

Lin Sheng paid to get out of the car, and the light car walked into a rare Bright Rainbow Park.

He's been practicing swords here for a long time, and he's been looking for a fixed location.

He didn't bring a real sword, mainly to practice meditation.

And along the path of crushed rocks, he turned left and right to the depths of the park.

Then follow the little path between the flowers, bend around, all the way to the most ridiculous space.

The entire lawn on the ground has been stepped down very short, and on the one hand, the surrounding city rivers are on the other. Air traffic is good.

Most appropriately, there is also a simple booth on this side, which can be allowed to sit down and rest.

Lin Sheng normally works in an empty space, and he gets tired and goes to the booth and sit down.

This is not the exception. He put the booklet on the bench, and then he did a little bit of a thermal movement.

Soon, he was standing, and he started thinking about Ash Seal Rune.

It's cold, it's not cold, it's just cold. His uniform's standing on the air, and it's a matter of attention to a few bypass people occasionally.

But Lin Sheng doesn't care.

He was concerned about the usefulness of Ash Seal Rune.

Not later, meditation wants to finish a circle.

He slowly opened his eyes, took a fatigue and walked to the booth and sat down.

“Since getting Ash Seal Rune, it's been a while. You don't feel anything obvious? ”

He's confused.

For this Ash Seal Rune, he's been watching a lot of time every day on meditation.

“Unfortunately, the book of Inheritance did not record the usefulness of this Ash Seal. Just talk about such miscellaneous information as learning conditions. "

“But remember carefully, after these days of meditation, it seems that the amount of training before it has changed slightly. Did I start adjusting, or did Ash Seal work? "

His eyebrows, some of them won't be allowed.

Because there is no precise instrument measurement, nor can he calculate a slight change.

“In accordance with Black Feather City standards, I should now be the standard 1 Level Warrior. 2nd Level Warrior, my physical qualities will certainly not reach. ”

He was well aware that, although he had killed the one decayed Swordsman, the sharp 2nd Level Warrior, in his dream.

But in fact, he was just a coincidence. He's far from being physically qualitative or skilled.

Think about it for a while, he's resting pretty much, he's on the side, and he's ready to get up and keep thinking.

Don't worry about his hand, press on a bench, and then you pass a slight cut in your hand.

“Yeah?”

Lin Sheng swiftly shrinked his hand and looked at the stool.

There's a map nail on the stove!

The chart is silver, the needle is upward, there's some rusty at the top, and I don't know how long it's been here.

Lin Sheng looked at the rust and looked at his hands.

He was surprised that he just felt like he was stabbed. But now, there's no trace on your mind?

“What's going on?”Lin Sheng's gone and checked his hand carefully.

I'm sure there's no wound, and he left the line on that map right away.

“Isn't it hard?”He suddenly thought of a key.

No hesitation, he held his fist, and he punched the wooden pillar of the booth.

Oh, yeah.

Pillar completely motionless.

He's got a fist.It doesn't hurt at all…

“Feels like wearing a thick glove.”Lin Sheng has some amazing touch on the surface of the fist.

Now he suddenly finds that his skin, like suddenly becoming more tenacious and harder to be cut off.

Looking forward, he walked out of the booth, and beaten with a rough tree.

bang!

The trees are shaking down, falling down a few leaves.

Lin Sheng stood there, took his fist back. Look, it's not red on the fist!

“Good defense…”

He was able to feel that, in the instant of the fist, the impact was full of the bullets on his fist skin.

But as a result, his fist didn't hurt, and there was a shallow print on the trees, and that was the face of the dead trees that had been beaten up by one punch.

“Try this again!”Lin Sheng picked up a rock from the ground, turned to a sharp limp, and then hit his back with a crush.

Oh, yeah.

Stone cuts off.

Lin Sheng lifts his back, doesn't feel pain, like even bones are protected by something.

There is also a white point left on the back of the hand.

“This defense…It's unbelievable! I've been thinking about all these days, so… "

Lin Sheng's heart shakes.

He's got some idea now what the so-called Sanctuary means.

He didn't have the emotion to continue practicing, packing things, putting on his back, leaving the empty space, buying a knife in a small shop near the park.

I'll be back in the air soon.

He pulled out the knife.

The knife is a long, short cut of fruit with a knife. There's only one finger wide.

Lin Sheng, hold the knife, hold it on to himself, and stab it lightly first.

It doesn't tickle, the skin doesn't react.

Then he started intensifying, stabbing again.

A little itchy.

He's working harder, almost 70-80 percent.

The knife is hard under control.

Lin Sheng felt pain this time.

He picked up the knife, saw a little bit of a tiny mouth in his heart, and was infiltrating blood.

“This works awesome!”