Summoner of Nightmares

Chapter 57

57. Chapter 57

Chapter 57

Stand in the vault, almost a hundred times after heartbeat, Lin Sheng Dongton feels like balloon contraction, swiftly retreat and enter the heart.

His eyebrows and his chest's dark purple veins have also slowed down, recovered and hidden underneath his skin.

Wearing pants on your body, too, have been a little relentless.

“Looks like there's muscle expansion."Lin Sheng has a dark mind to judge himself.

Immediately, a strong sense of weakness suddenly spreads out, as if electrodynamics spread throughout him.

Lin Sheng, two eyes black, almost didn't faint.

“I knew…Conservation of the Energy Principles, the power of this outbreak must come from me! ”

Lin Sheng's hands hold the walls and feel like he's spinning around and seeing everything faint.

He felt fortunate that Demonic Spirits from summon did not pick up, that blood was more solid or careless, or that he could succeed or be unknown this time.

With regard to that capacity, he had a hidden feeling that it was possible to generate formidable power by burning his blood in the body.

Where else does that force come from?

demonic Spirits in ceremony will never be so good and will also be provided with electrical services free of charge to those who use capacity.

When he came back to God, Lin Sheng took a break with the wall, and felt a little less weak, which made it comfortable.

“This is a long time to see…"He remembered the ceremony process before.

That dark red wants to get out of his face. One moment, he broke his world vision of more than 40 years ago.

“No, maybe I see just illusions.”Lin Sheng shaking arguments. "People can see anything strange in a state of illusion. ”

He took care of the plastic paper, packed the bowl, put on the backpack, and then cleaned out the remaining traces.

The last time I shake out of the abandoned factory.

This trip tried ceremony, and he tasted the pain and trouble of chaos.

In particular, after a final test capability, the side effect is to make Lin Sheng all over the world so far.

Back home.

Wang Yue and Mother are watching TV drama. Dad doesn't know what to do in the studio.

Lin Sheng opened the door, pale without blood color's face, scaring Gu Wanqiu to jump.

“Chenchen, how come you look so bad?”Gu Wanqiu, stand up and hold Lin Sheng on the couch for a few steps.

Wang Yue came by with a hot water that was very well understood, and it was worrying to put on Lin Sheng's tea.

Lin Sheng, thank you. Start drinking the water cup.

Lin Zhounian also heard quiet, walked out of the studio, saw the son face bleak, and he was scared.

“Chenchen, you look so white! What's wrong with you? Let's go! Go to the hospital and see! ”He's approaching and stretching his hand on Lin Sheng's forehead.

“No fever. In sweat. ”Lin Zhounian also understands a little basic medical common sense, and a little judgement is given on Lin Sheng's condition.

“Mom and Dad, don't worry. I'm fine. I'm probably tired…I haven't slept all night, I've been studying all day and I haven't had a rest.Bad face and normal. "

Lin Sheng found an excuse —— not sleeping well.

Lin Zhounian did not do it and tried to pull him to the hospital.

Lonely, Lin Sheng was riding on three wheels by his father and sat with mother in the backyard, and was rushing all the way to the nearest popular hospital emergency.

A round of checks took more than 800, except for anaemia and inadequate rest, the rest of which had not been identified.

Although it was a little expensive, Lin Zhounian had no idea, relaxed in general and returned home with Lin Sheng.

Gu Wanqiu quickly went to the kitchen to make red sugar eggs, let Lin Sheng breathe two bowls and then bumped his feet with hot water, so that he could rest in his room.

Lin Sheng took care of the dishes that plastic paper and ceremony used before he came home.

Otherwise, iron will be found by parents.

There's another one, he's going to deal with all the underwear he's wearing tomorrow.

Who knows that demonic Spirits from summon won't get anything on the clothes. If you get to the house, you're in trouble.

He didn't take that into account before.

After washing, it's almost time to go to bed, Lin Sheng suddenly thought about it, went into a bath and switched from inside to outside.

And then changed the clothes and got a plastic bag packed, tied up, stuck in your bedroom, ready to find an excuse to burn it out tomorrow.

Take care of this, he blows his hair and relaxs lying in bed.

Go to the hospital and check, and he actually agrees.

After all, using this ceremony in reality would not cause any physical hazard, nor would he know.

He just knows from his memory that this ceremony can boost power, and then it'll work.

It is now good that, in reality, there seems to be little difference between the records in memory fragments.

Lie on the bed, Lin Sheng is tired and tired.

Almost just lie down and fall asleep close to coma.

It was unexpected to him that he didn't enter Dreamland this time.

The time to die before dawn was long overdue, but it was still not in that Knight's Mansion.

It makes Lin Sheng a little weird.

di di di di di di…

There was a rhythm bell that woke him up from the blindness.

Huh?

A bell goes off, Lin Sheng stretches his body from bed and looks out of the bedroom window.

The window is empty. It seems only bright out there, the light is dark.

bang!

Suddenly, the windows hit a man's face with a weird smile.

A turbulent man in white clothes is putting his face on the bedroom window, with bloody eyes moving, staring at Lin Sheng with a smile.

Tsukka!

Don't wait for Lin Sheng to react.

Men lower their heads, and their hands crafted to move the iron lock on the windows, and wanted to come in.

Lin Sheng is opening up, suddenly.

bang!

The doors of the room have also made a big noise.

Tsukka!

There seems to be something crazy outside the door that disturbs the eyes, the door lock is disturbed by constant flash and may be opened at any time.

“Damn it!”Lin Sheng quickly turned out to fall out of bed, standing up and suddenly feeling dizzy.

The body is weak. It's hard to stand up.

He tried to support the body, wanted to walk over and take the sword from the wall.

But without two steps, the head fainted, the head went back to bed, the arm was soft and the ears were loud.

He was lying in bed, and he saw the window open and the door opened. Two white silhouette epileptic pointing towards him.

He had a tremendous crisis in his heart.

Just haven't waited for him to react. It's a beam of light in front of the eye.

A dark red, like a vortex.

Even if he closed his eyes, he felt that beam of light was in front of himself.

The sense of crisis quickly recedes.

I don't know how long it has been.

Lin Sheng has again slowed his eyes down.