Nightmare’s Call

The red-haired woman's original expression of excitement froze.

She looked at her hands blankly, then looked up at the two women.

"Miss, Miss II, I am not ... I am not ...!" She turned pale and quickly tried to explain.

"I believe you didn't mean it. Kasumi." The elegant woman whispered softly. "It doesn't matter. Although you are not from the Bellinglan family, you are the personal maid I trust most.

If it is you, I am willing to believe it. "

She looked at the red-haired woman seriously.

"Spirit, do you know what you're talking about?" The indifferent woman frowned. "The sword can only be controlled by the family members! This is the iron law!"

"I believe Xia, she will never betray me!" The elegant woman said rudely.

"Oh, how do you explain that at the Presbyterian Home !?"

"I'll tell them myself!"

"Do you think you can succeed?"

"It's a big deal. I'll call on my mother and go out on my own!"

Elegant woman looks back and looks at the red-haired woman.

"But before that, Kasumi, please wait a little while here. This sword is very important. Once you leave this seal room, the sword spirit will be imprinted in your soul completely.

The red-haired woman was moved to tears, and nodded hard when she heard this.

"Rest assured! I'll wait for you here first! Never going out!"

"I believe you!" The elegant woman looked at the red-haired woman seriously and deeply.

Lin Sheng aside, watching the ground palace, two of the three quickly quit. Shimen reclosed.

Only the red-haired woman was left alone.

With a quiet and determined face, she found a place to sit and waited quietly.

Time passes by.

The day passed quickly and there was no response from outside.

The expression of the red-haired woman was slightly worried.

"Miss must have encountered obstacles! Must hold on!" She began to worry.

Lin Sheng was able to hear her voice and thoughts. It's like saying it yourself.

He just stood at the corner of the palace so quietly, watching the red-haired woman Xia continued to wait quietly.

Soon, the next day passed.

She is already hungry. The spirit is a bit bad, but the eyes are still bright and full of hope.

"Miss hasn't come yet, she must have been under house arrest at the Presbyterian House! I hope that nothing will happen ..." She was more worried.

But she was a little puzzled. Even if she was allowed to stay here, why didn't she even have a delivery person?

Time passes by.

Lin Shengjing watched as she became thinner and hungrier.

Her lips began to chapped, her skin became pale and dull, and her limbs gradually lost strength, and she could only sit quietly in the corner.

Every day, every day.

Waiting seems to become unlimited.

The red-haired woman was getting weaker and weaker.

But she still had a glimmer of hope. The young lady must be under house arrest. Otherwise, they will never even eat or drink.

She knew Miss, she was so kind and so tender, but now she didn't have her by her side, but she had to face so many old and sly hungry wolves in the Presbyterian Home.

Must stick to it! Miss!

Xia felt weaker and weaker. Even the powerful Xiu Wei can not persist for too long without eating and drinking.

She couldn't remember how many days she had stayed here.

The original powerful practice was getting weaker and weaker with the passing of time.

After another day, she felt like she was going to die.

Just then, she seemed to hear the sound of opening the door.

"Are you dead?"

"No, but it's coming soon."

"Why are you hungry for so many days?"

"She is very tall and is the strongest of your maids. So she can last so long."

"Forget it, I can't wait any longer, start sacrificing right away."

"This voice? Is it a young lady?" Xia's mind appeared familiar memories.

But she couldn't move anymore. She was so hungry that all her strength was spent on basic survival.

"Miss, are you finally back?" There was a hint of gladness in her heart, fortunately Miss was fine.

Alas.

A sword light passed.

Her hands were cut off by Qi Gen, but she no longer felt pain. Just lying dull on the ground, skinny.

Soon, the silver giant sword was taken out of the palace by her mysterious means, using her blood and hands.

The gate slowly closed.

Here she was left alone.

Lin Sheng was on the side, watching her quietly, watching her getting thinner and thinner every day.

No clock, no sun, no idea how many days have passed.

Lin Sheng just stared there.

Suddenly one day.

The corpse, slowly, staggered, leaned against the wall, and stood up again.

Her hands actually grew again, then slowly, step by step to the door, her hands clinging to the door, her eyes were like eyes full of white cobwebs, watching the door with a strong desire outer.

Seems to be able to see through the lintel.

"Miss ....

Miss ...

Miss ...

Miss ... "

The sounds like a nightmare kept repeating in her mind.

Lin Sheng looked at the mutilated corpse from afar, she was slamming on the door.

One by one, the movement was slow, but it seemed to be able to slap forever.

Perhaps she was dying and didn't believe what she heard.

Lin Sheng sighed. When hope and persistence were shattered, it was the most painful time for a person.

Just like this Xia.

He suddenly remembered those in his memory who also experienced similar situations. That kind of self, everything was trampled to the bottom, that sense of despair ...

Come back to God.

Lin Sheng continued to look at the gate.

There was suddenly no figure there.

"Get out?" Lin Sheng froze and turned to look elsewhere.

call!

A dark shadow stood on his right!

It was the body of that red-haired woman! !!

Her eyes were wide, expressionless, and she stared at Lin Sheng quietly.

The two were within a mile of each other.

Lin Sheng was cold. Hold back the impulse to look at each other.

He remembered that he should be browsing the memory of the red-haired woman, and the other party would not find himself anyway.

No matter what ...

Suddenly he saw that Xia's mouth slightly evoked a smile.

A weird smile.

"Are you looking at me?"

boom! !! !!

Suddenly, a pure white splendid light rose from the foot of Lin Sheng and wrapped it all over.

Countless chants are singing, chanting, praise!

The roar of the lion, the roar of the bison, the giant elephant hissing.

The roars of countless beasts are mixed together and fused with the burning sound of Holy Power to form a sacred and invisible loud sound.

In the loud noise, the white Holy Power burned and turned into Holy Flame. Isolate everything.

Suddenly, Lin Sheng seemed to see a somewhat familiar figure, with his back to him, standing quietly in the burning flame, blocking all maliciousness for him.

"Light of Hope ... Anselia?" He recalled the figure's name.