The sound of the broken keys opening the door began to come from the anti-theft door lock.
Lin Sheng looked around, hurriedly moved the coffee table in the living room, and slammed it against the anti-theft door.
creak.
Suddenly there was a strange sound in the study.
Lin Sheng's heart sank, and he rushed to the door of the study with a sword in both hands.
The study window was half open.
The black rolls outside the gap of the window, and it seems that something is making crackling noises, rubbing against the window glass from time to time.
Lin Sheng rushed over and looked out the window.
Amidst the rolling black mist, under the window, an arm-thin tree-root-like tentacle was rapidly gliding and passing by the window.
The tree root tentacles are transparent, and you can see some kind of strange silver slime swaying inside.
Bang
There was a loud bang suddenly from the anti-theft door in the living room, and the anti-theft door bulged in a horrible twist.
Bang
Another hit.
Lin Sheng felt as if the whole house was shaking.
He clenched his black sword tightly, and was about to open the holy blood burning hard bar.
Whoosh
Suddenly, a transparent tree root flew from the window behind him.
The tree roots wrapped around his waist, and an irresistible force swept over him, tying him tightly and flying out of the window.
Just flew out the window.
Lin Sheng instinctively slashed at the root of the tree with a sword, but a large black mist surged around him crazily, drowning him in an instant.
puff
The black sword seemed to cut off something.
Lin Sheng felt his body was empty and fell down.
In the dark, he couldn't see anything clearly,
A large amount of black mist frantically rushed towards him, constantly trying to penetrate through his nostrils, ears and mouth.
In a daze, a layer of faint red light diffused from Lin Sheng's body.
The red light barely blocked the attack of the surrounding black mist, but it looked extremely thin, and it seemed that it would not last long before collapsing.
Lin Sheng tried his best to curl up his body, feeling that he was falling all the time.
He could see above his head, the house glowing with soft red light, was leaving him at a high speed. Farther and farther away, farther and farther away.
He recognized it immediately, it was the home he lived in before.
He just fell out of there.
The house slowly disappeared into the black mist, never to be seen again.
Time seemed to lose its meaning at this moment.
Lin Sheng kept falling, and he held the black sword tightly in his hand, which was the only thing he could rely on now.
Whoosh
Suddenly, another transparent root hair flew from a distance, and the silver liquid was constantly flowing inside that root hair, and it was rapidly retracting in a certain direction.
Lin Sheng was caught off guard, and was entangled again by the roots, wrapped around his waist, and shot towards a certain direction quickly.
call... .
The wind whistled in his ears.
Lin Sheng had never experienced such a wonderful feeling.
He was tightly bound by tree roots, and his whole body was moving through the black mist at an unimaginable high speed.
This time he didn't cut off the roots with his sword, and his intuition told him that if he allowed himself to fall all the way down, something extremely bad might happen.
So this time, Lin Sheng settled down and let the tree roots take him back and forth quickly.
Time passed bit by bit.
Slowly, he felt the black mist around him gradually brighten up.
From black to hazy gray.
Chi
Suddenly, a huge cloud like cotton candy rushed towards him at high speed.
This cloud is like a living thing, slowly wriggling, and the whole body is gray and white.
Some parts of it are shrinking, and some parts are expanding.
By the time Lin Sheng reacted, he had already slammed into the huge gray-white cloud.
At this moment, another strong force came from the tree roots that bound him, pulling him to change direction, leading him to pass by the edge of the huge cloud in a thrilling manner.
At the same time, he seemed to hear bursts of laughter from the crowd in his ears. The sound came from the inside of the huge cloud, misty and hazy.
It seemed that there were still people talking loudly, accompanied by wonderful instruments.
Soon as he moved away from the clouds, the voice rapidly weakened until it disappeared.
Before Lin Sheng could react, another group of silver-gray clouds flew by in the gray mist.
This time, there were bursts of screams faintly floating in the clouds, as well as some kind of weird and crazy howls.
Lin Sheng didn't have time to distinguish the content of the voice, and soon the third cloud was approaching quickly.
This cloud is smaller than the previous two, and its overall appearance is light golden. It is extremely conspicuous in the large gray mist.
Lin Sheng was bound by tree roots, and flew past at high speed from the lower left of it.
Just approached.
hiss...
On the surface of the pale golden cloud, a huge golden human face suddenly appeared.
The human face stared at Lin Sheng indifferently, and his huge golden eyes turned slightly as he moved.
Lin Sheng obviously felt the roots that bound him tremble, and began to loosen them quickly.
"So cowardly" Lin Sheng hurriedly grabbed the tree root.
His intuition told him that if he was left here and faced with that golden human face, something extremely dangerous might happen.
Fortunately, the golden human face only took a few glances at him and the tree roots before slowly disappearing into the clouds and disappearing.
Lin Sheng held the black sword in one hand, and grasped the surface of the tree root tightly with the other. His body was like a toy thrown up and down, hitting the roots of the tree one after another.
Groups of clouds, large or small, of different colors, quickly passed by him.
Some of the clouds roared with anger, some cried with grief, some were silent, some were slowly disintegrating, and were about to disappear.
After flying for an unknown amount of time, Lin Sheng finally felt that his hand was about to lose its grip.
Involuntarily, he was in a trance, and his fingers suddenly let go of the roots of the tree. The whole person was thrown high by the huge kinetic energy, and then fell.
Amidst the humming wind, Lin Sheng saw clouds passing by around him,
Bang
He slammed into the top of a small black cloud. Then it was bounced like a ball, several times in a row, and rolled down along the edge of the black cloud.
Just below, another transparent tree root flew across.
Lin Sheng spotted the position, and the black sword poked hard at the surface of the black cloud, just in time to adjust the direction of his fall.
Bang
He fell to the surface of the roots again.
This tree root was as thick as a thigh, enough for him to ride on.
The tree roots flew rapidly, passing through patches of clouds.
Gradually, the clouds became less and less, more and more rare.
The gray mist on both sides also gradually decreased. The field of vision is getting wider and wider.
Lin Sheng crouched on the root of the tree and looked forward.
As the clouds receded, the fog thinned.
A huge green island gradually emerged below, with a large stretch of rolling mountains on the island.
Among the blue-black sea of trees and mountains, on a peak at the top, stands a black stone castle with a spire.
The castle is quiet and lifeless, and the outer walls are mottled and entwined with ivy.
Before Lin Sheng had time to examine it carefully, he felt the roots of the tree under his seat tremble suddenly, as if someone was grabbing and shaking him violently.
He didn't have time to increase his strength, and was immediately thrown high up, falling straight towards the mountains below.
And the transparent tree root that was carrying him shot towards the distance at high speed, and disappeared in the mist in a blink of an eye.