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Chapter 80: The Prophecy in the Dream(2/2)

, there are four chains on his body, even if only one is broken, the terrifying thing lurking in the darkness will still cause huge agitation.

Lin Nian, whose body temperature soared sharply, reluctantly raised his head. He finally remembered why the girl was so familiar, because he had dreamed of her countless times, and this girl had accompanied him throughout his life so far.

He felt an urgency to see the girl's face clearly, but the girl reached out and covered his eyes and said softly: "It's not the time yet, it's not the time yet."

She gently lowered her head to Lin Nian's ear: "Since you have chosen this path, then go to the end. I will be by your side no matter what, because we have agreed."

"We want to go to that spring world together." Lin Young, who was blindfolded, said in a low voice. His eyes were not completely dark. On the contrary, he really opened his eyes at this moment.

For the first time, dreams and reality were so blurred.

In Ward 1201, Lin Nian stared at the ceiling blankly, tears hanging on the side of his face.

The hospital bed was soaked with a huge amount of sweat, and heat rose from the boy's wet body on the bed. The ward was filled with mist, and everything was shrouded in dreamlike mist, making it unclear whether the expression on the boy's face was sadness or joy.

Yan Ling·Shu Mo, third level, 8 times faster metabolism.

The powerful and deadly medicine was completely discharged from the body. Lin Nian woke up from his deep sleep and regained the ability to think and act. He turned his head and looked to his side. The empty bed next to him was full of traces left by his ancestors, and the warm

Bedding, messy folds, and a faint scent.

After just one glance, he didn't want to look again. He sat up and bent over to type in the password on the combination lock on the bedside table, and took out a half-meter-long short knife and a Glock from it.

He placed the short knife flat on his knees, took out the Glock magazine, and ejected the Frigga bullets with red bullets one by one with his thumbs. After emptying all the bullets, he touched his pocket and took out a refractor.

The steel core bullet shines in the bright moonlight outside the window.

He filled it in, slapped it into the magazine, loaded it, and stuck it in his waist.
Chapter completed!
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