With awe in his heart, Lin Sheng sorted out his memory, put away his pen, washed up quickly and went to bed.
"This time, after practicing outside, there is actually a twelfth-level existence in Heiyu City. According to the previous inference. What if the twelfth-level city guard commander also turns into a monster, then"
Anyway, this time, Lin Sheng was determined not to enter the city.
It's just that he just got the map of Heiyu City, and he eagerly wants to go in and see if he can find the shadow of extraordinary power.
Lying on the bed, he closed his eyes, his consciousness gradually became confused in the entanglement, and then he kept sinking, sinking, sinking
"Well"
A gust of cold wind blew by, making him shiver and wake up suddenly.
When he opened his eyes, there was a mess of grass all around him, and the corpse of a rotten swordsman who had been killed was lying sideways in front of him not far away.
Lin Sheng stood up leaning on his sword and looked around. He was still at the corner of the city wall where he was injured before.
On both sides are gray and dilapidated city walls full of holes, extending all the way to the distance in the fog, with no end in sight.
He first quickly checked the injured part.
"The wound is healed"
The previously injured parts have completely returned to normal, and even the damaged clothes have been repaired together.
Lin Sheng patted the wound vigorously, but it didn't hurt at all.
"You can use this trick to restore your status in the future."
Remembering this secretly, he raised his head and glanced left and right.
On the left is the area he had swept before, and that's where the rotten swordsman on the ground was found.
The right is the direction to go back to the city gate.
After a pause, he decided to go back to the right first.
"If I don't go in, I'll just stroll outside and look at the head office. Maybe at different times, this Black Feather City will have different changes."
Lin Sheng had the memories of the gatekeepers in his mind, so he knew the truth. He has an accurate judgment on the entire Black Feather City and his own position.
At this time, it is no longer running around like before.
He moved his hands and checked his lower body.
His body was still wearing the white underwear he had when he came in, and they were all long clothes and trousers, no wonder it was so cold.
"Where do I have to find a suit of clothes to wear? This dream perception is getting more and more real. Don't be cold to death in the back, that would be funny."
Deciding to pay more attention to the clothes, Lin Sheng unconsciously glanced at the corpse not far away.
The Rotting Swordsman was wearing messy black clothes, and the original light gray material could still be vaguely seen.
Through the gaps in the clothes, you can still see a lot of dried black blood and pustules
"Forget it"
Lin Sheng decisively cut off his plan to snatch the rotten swordsman's clothes.
Holding the sword, he walked towards the gate of the city without rushing step by step.
After walking for a while, there was a sudden sound of soft footsteps beside the city wall in front.
Tap, tap, tap.
The footsteps were like metal boots stepping on stones in the soil, and the sound was dull and crackling.
Lin Sheng's heart trembled, and he stopped immediately.
What he didn't expect was that the other party seemed to have noticed him and stopped immediately.
Both sides stop at the same time.
The wind blew past his feet, bringing the rustling of weeds not far away.
Lin Sheng felt his body getting colder and colder, and his grip on the hilt of the sword became tighter and tighter.
He pursed his lips, and licked his tongue on the chapped lower lip.
Slap.
Suddenly a small stone fell from the wall above his head.
Chi.
A thin sound quickly approached.
Lin Sheng was attracted by the stone, so his reaction was a little slow, and he quickly raised his sword.
Clang.
The two swords collided violently.
In the black mist, a black sword jumped from top to bottom and smashed hard in the middle of Lin Sheng's sword.
Only then did Lin Sheng see who his opponent was.
The opponent is also dressed as a rotten swordsman. The head was covered with a white bandage, and the eyes, nostrils and mouth were not exposed.
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