The First Strong Control In History

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The side effects of [Eternal Sleep] were even greater than Yuan Bei imagined.

Ten days have passed, and under the treatment of several masters of the medical department, Chen Hao still has not been able to get rid of the influence of the dream.

So when Chen Enzheng arrived, Chen Hao said angrily: I am the emperor of blood, who are you? Why are you locked up here?! Where is my power!? Where is my law of blood!?

You damn fellows, when I recover my strength, I will tell you to die without a place to bury you!

At this time, Chen Enzheng was speechless and angry.

He was tall, and his appearance was not vicious, and he even carried a bit of nobility, but at this moment, his face was calm, and the air was filled with frightening blood, and the invisible pressure even distorted the space in this area.

How long has this symptom lasted?

My lord, there is one day in ten days.

The first among the medical staff behind him didn't dare to look at his face, and said cautiously: Compared to before, it's much better now.

He really didn't lie when he said this. If he hadn't been reminded in advance when he first woke up, maybe one or two of them would have been planted here.

What caused it?

Chen Enzheng's eyes were filled with overwhelming anger: My son, are you crazy?

Not crazy.

The medical chief hurriedly said: It was just a trick similar to a spell. He spent an unknown number of years in the dream, and he still couldn't get rid of the influence of the dream after waking up.

How long will it take to recover?

Chen Enzheng said in a low voice.

It's hard to say, the shortest is two or three months, and the longest is half a year.

The medical chief said again: We can only cultivate his spirit with spiritual healing techniques. As long as he gets rid of the influence of this dream, he will naturally return to normal.

Although I don't know how many years have passed in the dream, just looking at his reaction, it is definitely longer than his current age, which is why it is difficult to get rid of the current situation.

The Blood Spear King was silent, but his hand was lightly on Chen Hao's head.

I advise you not to do that.

At this time, a voice came from the space, and with the slight vibration of the space, a malicious face appeared in the room: If you don't want your son to go crazy, it's better not to try to erase the memory of his dream.

He may have lived in the dream for more than a hundred years, and this has been completely integrated into his soul. If it is forcibly torn off, the soul will also be damaged.

Zhang Hong said lightly: I cultivate malice, and I won't make jokes about things above the soul.

Chen Enzheng's face changed slightly, but he still snorted coldly, withdrew some malice in his heart, and said lightly: Is this what you explained to me?

Half a year is enough for my son to fall behind in the echelon.

At their age, you should know the importance of time.

But Zhang Hong said as if he had never heard of it, You can only cultivate it quietly, and don't try to break it by forcibly raising its spiritual power.

Unless you don't mind that your son will give birth to another personality, as for who will become the master personality and who will become the sub-personality, you know better than me.

How can I trust you?

Zhang Hong said lightly: This is what Mr. Ming said personally.

Chen En's positive expression changed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Hong, wondering and wondering: Mr. Ming has been here?

What are you doing to lie to you?

Zhang Hong said lightly: This is my explanation to you.

The so-called time is fate. The current situation is complicated. The current situation of the earth's space is no different from a hundred years ago. Maybe the next space explosion will come in the next few years. External troubles and internal troubles. How can we know that it is not a blessing?

Your son's personality is difficult to become a master. If you completely get rid of the century-old dream, it will be good for yourself.

However, Chen Enzheng smiled angrily: You mean, I should thank him?

It doesn't have to be.

Zhang Hong's face remained calm: I just told you the situation.

Chen En's face was ugly, and after a long time, he sighed: Where is Yuan Bei?

...

When Yuan Bei was photographed in the room, he refused in his heart.

But refusal is invalid.

This is a ward, and Yuan Bei saw Chen Hao who fell into a coma on the bed at first sight, and Zhang Hong who was standing quietly in another place.

Beside the bed, there was a tall man sitting upright, looking at him. He was handsome, with soft lines, but the murderous eyes destroyed the softness.

The aura on his body was as deep as a prison, and the eyes of the two met in the air. The blood in those eyes rose up, as if there was a sea of ​​blood floating and sinking.

Blood Gun King.

No need to guess, Yuan Bei also knew who this person was.

Humph!

The Blood Spear King suddenly snorted coldly, the space vibrated, and several cracks quietly appeared, which were disillusioned in a blink of an eye.

boom!

But this soft cold snort was like thunder in Yuan Bei's ears, as if his spirit was being torn apart by a pair of bloody hands, the pain was extremely painful!

In an instant, Yuan Bei spat out a mouthful of blood, and his complexion became extremely pale.

boom!

However, the Blood Spear King still did not stop, and a majestic momentum suddenly descended on Yuan Bei's body like a mountain top.

It was as if there were several mountains pressing down on his body, and countless blood colors filled his eyes, as if an ocean composed of blood appeared in Yuan Bei's eyes.

cluck cluck...

The bones around the body seemed to be unbearable, and there was a creaking sound, as if they would all burst apart in the next moment.

The blood all over his body seemed to become extremely hot under some kind of force, and swarmed in. Under the violent impact, drops of blood slowly seeped out of his body. In an instant, Yuan Bei's whole body turned into a stream of blood. people.

The continuous and uninterrupted severe pain came surging like a tide.

This made Yuan Bei not even have the strength to think. He just relied on a willpower to endure the huge pain. His adaptability and rooting seemed to be pushed to the extreme, and he kept delaying the pain brought about by the pressure. destroy.

After a long time.

enough.

Zhang Hong, who had been silent all this time, said at this time.

Humph.

It was only then that the Blood Spear King withdrew all his strength, a bloody ray flashed, and disappeared in an instant, together with Chen Hao, who was sleeping beside the bed.

I took my son away.

Business is in the body, so I won't stay any longer.

From the beginning to the end, the Blood Spear King never said a word to Yuan Bei.

But somewhere far away, the figure of the Blood Spear King emerged, with a silent expression on his face.

Mr. Ming endorsed him, even the blood spear king would not dare to touch him.

It's just that if his son falls into such a situation, and he can't even teach him a lesson, then what he does as a king is a bit too useless.

At this moment, Yuan Bei was equally silent.