The golden ball of light was like a long and glaring curved passage, and Lin Sheng kept flying inside.
Perhaps ten minutes had passed, or perhaps even longer.
Suddenly, there was nothing in front of him, and the passage had completely ended.
Lin Sheng rushed out of the passage and flew a long distance in the air before he slowed down and stabilized his body.
His body was just a projection of Saint Power formed by a trace of consciousness.
There was no combat ability at all, just a trace of something like an image.
The surroundings seemed to be very high up in the sky.
Below was a vast and boundless dark yellow wilderness.
"Was the teleportation wrong?" Lin Sheng frowned, but he did not care. He came to this world to test whether the Blacktide would still use him as a coordinate and attack.
Just as he was about to move his body, he immediately felt that something was wrong.
The surrounding space was like glue, sticking to him, making him unable to move.
The resistance of this space was extremely strong, so strong that his consciousness projection could not resist at all.
And it was not just that.
The surrounding space began to slowly close in on him from all directions.
With some kind of deep malice of the world, it instinctively wanted to squeeze him to death.
"Amazing … compared to the previous world, the repulsive force here is simply stronger by more than a level!"
Lin Sheng exclaimed in his heart.
But at the same time, there was a trace of joy in his heart. The stronger the world, the higher the quality of the Source.
Soon, Lin Sheng's body became thinner and more transparent.
He took one last look at the surrounding scenery.
"Interesting, so I'm not welcomed? Unfortunately, it won't be long before we meet again … "
He smiled slightly, and his body was slowly squeezed by the huge force, slowly breaking, turning into a white light spot, and dissipating in the air in the blink of an eye.
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Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
Perola had been trying to contact her cousin, Xinda, but she couldn't get in touch with her cousin this time. She didn't know where Xinda had gone, even though she was usually able to contact her easily.
She said she was on a mission, but there was not even a message.
This made her even more uneasy.
The words under the pillow were not always there.
Her mother, Daisy, would only quietly remind her to be careful occasionally.
However, it seemed that Perola's thick nerves had begun to relax after the incident where she was suspected of being drugged.
She felt that the situation around her was not as bad as she had imagined.
Yesterday, her father had specially invited her over to play chess with her for a while and chatted for a long time.
From her father's tone, Perola could still feel the strong fatherly love.
The servants around him also didn't seem to have any abnormalities.
After she told her father about the previous incident, one of the servants was immediately replaced. It should have been solved.
This made her gradually start to not believe the message under the pillow.
"Maybe the message under the pillow was just a prank." She gradually had this thought.
The sense of danger in his heart also gradually faded away.
She had always been a hedonist and was unusually lazy. Sometimes, she even needed someone to help her put on her clothes.
It was already very good that he could maintain his vigilance for so long.
Soon, in his daily routine of trying to call his mother.
Finally, the call went through.
Her mother was very confused on the other end of the phone and asked her why she was calling.
Perola felt relieved and carefully chatted with her mother for a long time. Her mother didn't know anything at all and had never left her a message.
Because of this, the huge stone that had been hanging in her heart was finally completely lifted.
She was also more and more certain that the message under the pillow was a prank left by someone daring enough to do so.
Unfortunately, ever since she talked to her mother, the message under the pillow never appeared again.
Perola had originally planned to take a picture of it the next time it appeared and tell her father.
Unfortunately, the message never appeared again.
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Daisy walked slowly on the streets of the city governor at night, not daring to stop at all.
She was wearing the black home clothes that only the servants in the castle wore, and her face was not her own at all. Instead, it was the face of an inconspicuous ordinary servant in the castle.
Ever since she was betrayed by her husband, she had completely lost hope in the Polarity Flower Corporation.
The only thing that she could not let go of was her daughter, Perola.
Even though Perola was not her biological daughter, she had raised her since she was young. After so many years, the relationship between mother and daughter had long been genuine.
The servant that she was pretending to be was the kitchen maid who was responsible for going out to buy groceries every day.
This disguise had been going on for more than ten days.
Daisy could have escaped from here a long time ago.
Unfortunately, she had been contacting her daughter, Perola, hoping to save her daughter from the devil's den.
Unfortunately … it seemed that until now, the results were not very good.
After quickly negotiating the price and quantity of groceries outside, Daisy turned around and walked back.
For the sake of her daughter, she decided to try again. Perhaps this time, she might be able to bring Perola along with her.
She walked back along the night street.
There were not many people on both sides of the street, only a few children running and jumping around occasionally, causing a ruckus.
She had not walked far when she suddenly realized that there was an additional shadow behind her.
She continued to walk forward for a while. Suddenly, she stopped and turned left into a narrow alley.
"Madam, why are you 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 her became three-dimensional.
It was clearly a flat shadow on the ground, but at this moment, a black three-dimensional human figure slowly stood up from it.
"What Madam? You must have mistaken me for someone else. "Daisy's eyes narrowed as she straightened her body.
"Mistaken? We've been observing you for a few days, but we just haven't made a move yet. "The black shadow laughed.
Immediately after, a few more blurry black shadows appeared at the exit on the other side of the alley.
She was surrounded in an instant.
Daisy clenched her fists slightly, and cold sweat slowly seeped out of her back.
"Follow Master's orders, kill her!"
The black shadow behind her suddenly changed its voice, and with a wave of its hand, threw out a black rope.
At the same time, the black shadow in front of her also threw out black ropes.
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…
Perola was lazily lying on a sun lounger, sunbathing by the swimming pool behind her family's castle.
She had changed into a pure white swimsuit, wore black sunglasses, and had a bottle of high-quality purified water by her hand.
Enjoying life had always been the highest principle of her life so far.
If people did not live to enjoy life, then it would be meaningless.
Therefore, even though she had some doubts before, after talking to her father in detail, she still chose to believe him in the end.
This was like a normal person suddenly being told one day that his father wanted to kill him, and that everyone around him was an accomplice.
This person's first reaction would definitely be doubt and disbelief.
It was the same for Perola.
Although she did have some doubts later on, that little flaw was quickly thrown to the back of her mind.
More than anything, she thought that those doubts were just her own psychological illusion.
Lying down and bored, she turned on the Spectral Light again, intending to go up and see if there was anything new and interesting.
After chatting with a few friends on the chat for a while, she was in the mood, tilting her head to take a selfie of the surrounding pool scenery, and uploaded it.
She didn't take a selfie of herself, just the surrounding scenery, it should be fine.
That was what she thought in her heart.
It was just that the photo had just been uploaded.
Suddenly, she saw her best friend, Giving Hope, quickly popping up.
"Is this the pool at your house? You're beside it? "— Giving Hope.
"Yeah, what's wrong? Isn't it beautiful? "— Purple Time.
"You … This pool, there's something wrong … You better be careful …" — Giving Hope.
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