Nightmare's Call

The golden ball of light was like a long and dazzling curved passage, and Lin Sheng kept flying in it at a high speed.

It might have been ten minutes, or it might have been longer.

The front was suddenly empty, and the passage was completely over.

Lin Sheng rushed out of the passage all of a sudden and flew a long distance in mid-air before he calmed down and stabilized his body.

His body is just a projection of holy power formed by a trace of consciousness.

There is no combat capability at all, just a trace of image.

There seems to be a very high sky around.

Below is a vast and boundless dark yellow wilderness.

"Did the transmission go wrong?" Lin Sheng frowned, but he didn't care. He came to this world just to test whether the Kuroshio would still use him as coordinates to locate the attack.

But just as he was about to move his body, he immediately felt something was wrong.

The surrounding space is like glue, sticking to him tightly, making him unable to move.

The resistance of this space is extremely huge, so huge that his projection consciousness is completely powerless to resist.

And not only that.

The surrounding space also began to slowly move towards him, squeezing from all directions.

With some kind of deep world malice, he instinctively wanted to squeeze him to death.

"Excellent. Compared with the previous world, the repulsion here is more than one grade stronger!"

Lin Sheng was amazed.

But at the same time, there was a tinge of joy in his heart. The stronger the world, the higher the quality of the source of the world might be.

Soon, Lin Sheng's body became thinner and more transparent.

He took one last look at his surroundings.

"Interesting, so you don't welcome me? Unfortunately, it won't be long before we meet again"

He smiled slightly, his body was slowly squeezed by the huge force, slowly shattered, turned into a white spot of light, and disappeared in mid-air in a blink of an eye.

Time passed quickly, and three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Perola has been trying to contact her cousin Xinda, but the cousin who can be easily contacted on weekdays can't be contacted this time, and she doesn't know where she went.

He said he was performing a mission, but he didn't even leave a message.

This made her even more uneasy.

The writing under the pillow wasn't always there either.

Only occasionally did Mother Daisy quietly tell her to be careful.

But it seems that since the last incident of being suspected of being stunned, Perola's big nerves began to relax again.

She felt that the surrounding situation seemed not as bad as she imagined.

Yesterday, my father specifically asked her to go there, played chess with her for a while, and chatted for a long time.

From his father's tone, Perola still felt a strong paternal love.

There is nothing unusual about the servants around.

After she told her father about the previous incident, some servants were replaced immediately, so it should be resolved.

This made her gradually start to disbelieve the message under the pillow.

"Maybe the message under the pillow is just a prank made by someone." She gradually had this idea.

The sense of crisis in my heart gradually faded away.

She is a hedonist, and she is also extremely lazy. She even needs help when she puts on her clothes.

It's already very good to be able to stay vigilant for so long this time.

Soon, in the daily routine of trying to call my mother.

Finally, once, the phone was connected.

Mother was very puzzled on the other end of the phone and asked her what she was calling for.

Perola felt relieved, and carefully chatted with her mother for a long time. My mother didn't know anything at all, and never left her a message.

Because of this, the last big rock that had been hanging in her heart finally fell completely.

He also became more and more certain that the message under the pillow was a prank left by someone who had the audacity to do so.

Unfortunately, since she spoke with her mother, the message under the pillow has never appeared again.

Perola originally planned to show up next time, so he took a photo and told his father.

Too bad that message never appeared again.

Daisy walked forward slowly, not daring to stop at night on the streets of Dushi.

She was wearing the black home clothes that only maidservants in the castle would wear, and her face was not her own at all. It was the face of an ordinary maid in the old castle.

Ever since she was betrayed by her husband that time, she has completely despaired of the entire Jihua Group.

The only thing she can't let go of is her daughter Perola.

Although Perola is not her biological daughter, the relationship between mother and daughter has been genuine for so many years since she was raised.

The maid she is pretending to be is a kitchen maid who is in charge of shopping and grocery shopping every day.

This camouflage has been carried out for more than ten days.

Daisy could have escaped here early on.

It's a pity that she has been in contact with her daughter Perola, hoping to save her daughter from the devil's lair.

It's a pity. It seems that until now, the results have not been very good.

After quickly negotiating the price and quantity of grocery shopping outside, Daisy turned and walked back.

For the sake of her daughter, she decided to try again, maybe this time, she might be able to leave with Perola.

Go back down the night street.

There are not many passers-by on the sidewalks on both sides, only occasionally a few children running and jumping, making noise everywhere.

Not far away, she suddenly found a shadow behind her.

After walking forward for a while, she suddenly stopped and turned left into a narrow alley.

"Ma'am, you are in such a hurry, are you in a hurry to return to the castle, or are you in a hurry to run out of the city?"

Suddenly the black shadow behind him became three-dimensional.

It was obviously a flat shadow on the ground, but at this moment, a dark three-dimensional human figure slowly stood up from it.

"What madam? Did you recognize the wrong person?" Daisy's eyes froze and she straightened her body.

"Admit it? We have observed you for several days, but we have not taken action." The black shadow laughed.

Immediately afterwards, at the exit on the other side of the alley, there were a few more blurry and dark figures.

Surrounded all around.

Daisy clenched her hands slightly, a trace of cold sweat slowly leaking from her vest.

"Follow the master's order and kill her!"

The voice of the black figure behind him suddenly changed, and he waved out a black rope.

At the same time, the black shadow in front also threw out black ropes one after another.

Perola lay lazily on the sun lounger, sunbathing by the swimming pool behind her castle.

She changed into a pure white close-fitting swimsuit, black sunglasses, and a bottle of high-quality purified water by her hand.

Enjoying life has always been the highest rule of her life so far.

Life is meaningless if it is not for enjoyment.

Therefore, even though she had some doubts before, after talking with her father in detail, she still chose to believe him in her heart.

It's like, an ordinary person, suddenly one day someone told him that his father was going to kill him, and everyone around him was accomplices.

This person's first reaction must be doubt and unbelief.

Same goes for Perola.

Although there were suspicions later, that little flaw was quickly forgotten by her.

She thought more that those doubts were all her own psychological illusions.

Lying idle and bored, she turned on the rainbow light again, intending to go up to see if there was anything new and interesting.

After casually chatting with a few chatters above, she got excited, tilted her head and took a selfie of the surrounding swimming pool, and uploaded it.

It shouldn’t be a problem if you don’t take a selfie of yourself, but just take pictures of the surrounding scenery.

She thought so.

Just uploaded the photo.

Suddenly she saw her best friend hoping to appear soon.

"Is this your pool at home? Are you by the side?"—hopefully.

"Yeah, what's up? Isn't it beautiful?" - Purple Time.

"There's something wrong with your pool and you better be careful"—hopefully.