Chapter 229: Weird Two

I woke up groggily, and my mind was still in chaos.

There was still that feeling of sadness in his heart, which made Han Leng very uncomfortable.

It's just that why do you keep having these weird dreams?

What's going on here?

I touched my forehead, and it turned out that I was already sweating profusely.

A glimmer of light by the window also indicates that the sky is slowly brightening.

Han Leng picked up the mobile phone on the bedside, and after clicking on it, a dazzling light made Leng can't help but squint his eyes.

It's only past five o'clock......

But Han Liang felt that he couldn't fall asleep anymore, but he ...... Han Leng looked at the sensor on the cabinet next to him, it was not the holiday period, and the school's network had not yet opened at this time, and he couldn't play games.

It was too early, Han Leng put down his phone, touched the light source button on the wall next to the bed, and pressed it.

The whole bedroom became brighter, Han Leng got up and got out of bed, went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, and took advantage of the fact that it was still early, Han Leng washed the sheets and quilt covers together.

"Squeak......

Han Leng pushed open the bedroom door and came to the roof with the washed sheets and sheets.

Although there is a small balcony in the bedroom to dry clothes, it can only be used to dry clothes or something, although large objects such as bed sheets and sheets can also be dried, but they cannot be completely unfolded to dry, and the effect of drying is not good.

The phone shows that it is not raining today, so it is better to take it upstairs.

Although the door to the roof is open, the roof is surrounded by barbed wire, so there is no one who accidentally falls.

There are now many clothes racks and clothes cords here, all of which are arranged by the student union, and the money used is also the money jointly contributed by the students in this building, among which the Sycamore team has contributed the most, because the Indus team has contributed a part of the competition bonus.

In fact, there used to be a school here that prepared clothes racks and clotheslines, but they were too old, and many of those clothes lines were broken.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

When I was drying the sheets, I suddenly heard a strange sound in my ears. Han Leng looked up, but he didn't see anyone.

"Knock knock...... Knock knock knock ......"

The sound kept ringing, as if it was close to far away, making Han Leng feel a chill behind him.

Han Leng didn't believe in any ghosts and gods, but now this strange voice made Han Leng feel a little cold.

It can't really be something dirty, right?

Or is it just an auditory hallucination? Is it because I didn't sleep well that I'm like this?

Han Leng, who was puzzled, hurriedly hung up the sheets and quilts in the bucket, and then walked back to the bedroom with the light source on his mobile phone.

"Knock knock... Knock knock... Knock knock knock ......"

The sound in my ears became more and more rapid, as if it was about to explode.

Han Leng quickened his pace, and just rushed into the dormitory, only to feel that it was suddenly dark in front of him.

"Bang-"

A sharp pain came from the back of his head, and then his whole body began to ache.

There seemed to be a lot of slimy things on his eyes, and Han Leng wanted to wipe them off with his hands, but found that his hands were not under his control and he couldn't move.

After a long while, Han Leng realized that he seemed to be hanged up!

"Smack-"

A sharp pain hit his chest, and the sound of skin opening flesh opened.

"Say it! Where are the phoenix tears hidden? Gordon waved the long whip in his hand vigorously, whipping Han Leng hard one at a time.

"I... Phoenix... Phoenix tears... Not in my ...... This. Han Leng gritted his teeth and said.

Why do you feel so clearly this time? I was from God's perspective in front of me, why did I directly possess myself this time?

"It's still hard-mouthed, it seems that you won't give you a little bit of hardship, you won't open your mouth."

Gordon grinned, picking up the red-hot soldering iron in the stove.

"Finally, I'll give you a chance, let's say, do you want to taste the taste of this red soldering iron or confess the whereabouts of the phoenix tears?"

Was he going to use that thing?

Han Leng was shocked, although he knew that this was a dream, but the pain of being beaten just now was still vivid, and the pain was so real.

If you are branded by that, I'm afraid half of your life will be gone.

Seeing that the red soldering iron was getting closer and closer to him, Han Leng shouted in his heart to wake up.

It may have been the cry in his heart that played a role, and a puff of black smoke suddenly filled the entire cell of the torture cell.

The chain that bound his hand suddenly broke, and a voice in his ear shouted, "Run!" ”

Then Han Leng felt something stuffed into his hand, Han Leng shook it, and found that it seemed to be the hilt of a sword.

The sound of fighting began to sound in the house, Han Leng walked around in the black smoke with a long sword, and the sound of fighting sounded all around, and the sword would slash in front of Han Leng from time to time, and Han Leng instinctively resisted with the long sword in his hand.

The swordsmanship he used was something that Han Leng had never used before.

Suddenly, someone grabbed the arm.

"Hurry up, follow me." The voice that had come to my ears before rang again.

Han Leng didn't resist, and walked forward with the young man's pull.

The moment he stepped out of the cell, Han Leng found himself in the perspective of God again.

But time seems to have turned back, back to the end of the last dream.

Qiongtu is anxiously trying to find a way to treat Zheng Er.

The door was suddenly slammed open, and several officers and soldiers rushed over with knives as if they had seen a mouse.

The man at the head rushed at a sudden pause, and the officers and soldiers behind him reached out to push, and a sharp long knife stabbed out of the back of the person in front, and the cold and shining tip of the knife was not close to his hand.

I didn't have time to stop it, and I was squeezed by the descendants, and the knife passed through the palm like this.

There was a scream, and finally the rest of the people knew what had happened. Looking at their companions rolling on the ground with their hands covered, a group of people shouted in panic, threw away their armor, and fled in embarrassment, for fear of falling behind and becoming ghosts under the sword.

"Ahh Ah Tu, you have to... Run... Run, to... Go to the Magic Valley..."The words are not finished, and the anger is gone.

Qiongtu couldn't help crying loudly, saying that the man didn't flick when he had tears, but he didn't get to the sad place. His dearest brother is gone, he's powerless, and if, if he had great power, none of this would have happened.

looked at the little soldier who fell to the ground and screamed bitterly, he knew, his name was Li Decai, he was the dog leg of the village and county government, he had done a lot of evil things, and he was innocent of death.

Carrying the knife, the dome slowly walked over.

The little soldier named Li Decai finally realized that the danger was approaching, and he cried and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Big brother, adult, uncle, please don't kill me, I am old and young, I am the only seedling in the family, I can't die, please let me go, please, I will be a good man in the future, be a good man, woo..."

The knife hanging over his head was finally lowered, and only the man was heard: "Bury my brother well." Li Decai was busy.

Seeing the man walk out, Li Decai finally let out a long breath, and before he could completely relax, the man's voice came from outside.

"I'll keep your life for the time being."

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