Being chased out two hundred meters by the rotten swordsman in one go, Lin Sheng was not only surprised that his physical strength was so good, but also shocked by the fierceness of the other party.

At the same time, the importance of mercenary combat instinct is also higher.

"I'm also lucky to be able to get this special instinct that can only be exercised between life and death, and this trip can really help me tap the effect of this ability. ”

Lin Sheng stood in place and rested for a while, feeling that in his dream, his physical strength was recovering faster than in reality.

He was tired enough before, but in ten minutes, he recovered again.

With a snort, he stabbed the black sword into the ground, and he crouched down and reached out to dig a handful of black soil from the ground.

The black soil was cold and hard, mixed with a lot of black silk threads like grass roots, and fine black stones scattered and scattered.

Lin Sheng pinched it gently, the soil was loose, and then put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

A stench of rotten flesh came to my face.

Picking away the black soil, he stood up, clapped his hands, and drew his sword.

"According to the memories of the soldiers who defended the city before, let's see if we can tell who this guy really is. ”

A few names flashed through his mind. His face fell silent.

"Give it a try.... Since you don't chase here, the biggest possibility is one of these people. ”

Carrying the black sword, Lin Sheng slowly stepped forward and took a step.

Just past the pillar with the Black Eagle pennant on it.

Puff puff puff....

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps in the fog ahead.

Lin Sheng's pupils shrank, and the tip of the black sword moved forward, drooping and pointing obliquely at the ground. The whole body is tense and ready to exert strength at any time.

This stance is called the central iron gate, and it seems to be an offensive stance, but it is actually the most commonly used main defensive stance in the basic stance.

Soon, less than three breaths.

A black figure rushed from the mist, the black sword in his hand pointed diagonally to the right, and his steps were like a mad bull.

didn't have time to think about the tricks, Lin Sheng only took a breath from seeing the other party appear to the other party's sword blade.

He quickly raised his sword upwards and swung it with all his strength.

Clang.

The two swords collided in an instant.

Under the moonlight, the black sword of the rotten swordsman was dealt with in advance by Lin Sheng's move and swung upward.

But he didn't mess up at all, he spun around, his body turned three hundred and sixty degrees, and the black sword struck again.

Lin Sheng felt that his whole body was sore, and he hurriedly took a step back.

With a sudden, the black sword of the rotten swordsman swept a centimeter in front of him. From top to bottom, it fell hard into the black soil of the ground.

The sharp black blade followed the inertia and instantly sank into the ground by nearly a third.

"It's now!!" Lin Sheng's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward, mustering all his strength, and the black sword stabbed forward.

The rotten swordsman still wanted to pull out his weapon, but unfortunately the blade sank too deep into it, and he didn't pull it out so quickly for a while.

This time he lost the opportunity, he didn't have time to react, poofed, and was stabbed by Lin Sheng on the spot.

Poof!

The slender blade of the black sword pierced straight through the heart of his chest, spurting black blood all the way to the sword gauntlet.

Most of the blade pierced out from the back of the rotten swordsman, and black blood dripped from the blade.

"Big profit!" Lin Sheng used the soft black soil to calculate successfully, and at this time, his heart was relieved and he was happy. That is, the other party has no brains, and if you change to a normal person, you won't be hit.

Unfortunately, before he could be happy, a sharp pain instantly spread from his abdomen.

Lin Sheng staggered and let go of the hilt of his sword, took two steps back, and looked down at his lower abdomen.

I don't know when there will be an extra dagger. A dagger with a crooked hilt like a black snake.

The dagger stabbed deep into his abdomen, and with the pain came a faint numbness.

Lin Sheng, who had the memories of many soldiers, immediately recognized that this was the feeling that some kind of toxin was spreading.

"Lying rubbing.... Careless..."

He endured the pain, learned the method of the TV series, reached out to hold the dagger, and pulled it out.

Burst!

Blood sprayed on his hand, spilling a large patch on the ground, and the wetness was clearly visible.

"Damn.... Squirt more!!Damn it!!"

Lin Sheng felt like a hole in his stomach, and he was constantly leaking out.

"It's not a feeling, it's a hole.....!"

He reached out and covered his stomach and sat down on the ground.

A meter in front of him, the rotting swordsman fell to the ground, motionless, apparently dead.

A wisp of black smoke was slowly rising from the other party's body, and then condensed into a line, flying towards him silently.

With a sigh, the black line accurately sank into Lin Sheng's heart.

"It's okay.... No loss...."Lin Sheng immediately felt a familiar headache.

A large number of memory images frantically drilled into his brain, and the pain in his head was superimposed on the pain in his stomach, which made him want to cry without tears for a while.

"Forget it, I won't survive this trip...."

Without hesitation, he grabbed the dagger he pulled out and slammed it at his throat.

A suffocating pain quickly spread throughout the body.

Lin Sheng only felt that his eyes were black, and he quickly dimmed, and then his vision was blinded, and he completely lost consciousness.

.........

.........

When he opened his eyes suddenly, Lin Sheng's eyes were pitch black and he had difficulty breathing. The quilt covered his whole body.

Wow!

He lifted the covers and breathed hard.

In the middle of the night, he was covered in the quilt and couldn't breathe, it was not cold outside, and there was no sweat on his body. Instead, it was frighteningly cold.

"I felt that the mercenaries' methods of treating wounds were too outdated, and they should use more advanced modern medical techniques..... I didn't expect it.... I don't watch TV shows anymore!"

As soon as Lin Sheng remembered the tragic situation of pulling out the dagger just now, his heart was furious.

No matter how you deal with it, the injury is definitely dead. But maybe we can hold on a little longer?

Panting and sitting on the bed to rest for a while.

Lin Sheng picked up the alarm clock from the bedside and looked at it.

Four a.sixteen.

"It's still early, you can sleep for a while. ”

But to his surprise, he died this time, and it seemed that his spirit was not as weak as before.

"Well, it doesn't seem like his spirit is affected?" Lin Sheng was puzzled and carefully comprehended the state.

He quickly rolled out of bed and turned on the lamp.

"The best way to detect mental state is to do questions!"

Without saying a word, he flipped out a book of math study problems, opened it, and found a random calculation problem.

Three times five divided by two, the calculation problem was solved at a speed similar to his usual one.

"Nothing has changed. It seems that it is really unaffected. ”

Lin Sheng didn't believe in evil, and quickly solved a few questions.

The result is the same as before. Both the time taken and the process of solving the problem were extremely smooth and without any delay.

"No, I don't think it's been a long time since I've died....?"

Lin Sheng suddenly thought of something.

"Could it be that death can still slowly adapt to such a thing?"

He always felt that there should be a pattern in it.

"Or is it something to do with the black lines I absorbed?"

With a note in his mind for the time being, Lin Sheng turned off the light and went back to bed.

Since it doesn't affect the spirit, it's best. Otherwise, the college entrance examination is imminent, and it is really not an ordinary trouble if the state is affected.

Without the worry of being sluggish, Lin Sheng began to recall the memories he had just absorbed.

That guy who was completely different from the rotten swordsman before him should be able to give him something different.