Chapter 720

Shen Yan was very surprised and couldn't help saying, "does he have such perseverance?"

"Well!" The king of hell nodded and said bitterly, "the black fog comes every day and doesn't do anything. It's just wandering outside the border. The brothers are scared to look at it

Shen Yan's mood was inexplicably complicated. After thinking about it, he said, "I'll meet him when I go out."

The border.

A mass of black fog moves slowly along the border, just like a heavy fog covering the border. It's very strange and seeping.

Shen Yan walked slowly to the border.

When he saw the black fog, he was obviously excited, restrained his loose behavior, quickly gathered all the fog into one place, and gradually gathered into a human form - just a black outline of the human body, no facial features, still a mass of fog.

Shen Yan was a little sad. He stared at the human form and didn't speak.

Black fog did not speak, gently put his hand on the border, as if to touch him.

Shen Yan looked at the hand which was condensed by the fog, sliding gently across a layer of boundary. The slow and clear moving track showed that the other side was drawing his facial outline.

I cherish it very much.

Shen Yan's heart suddenly felt terrible, almost instinctively said: "you go."

Put the hand on the border to stop, black fog Lengleng Leng ground "look" at him, seem to be completely silly.

Shen Yan felt even worse. His voice choked. He repeated in a low voice, "you go."

The black fog seemed to open its mouth, but it couldn't make a sound.

It is clear that everything is silent, but Shen Yan means to "hear" the other party's meaning. He can feel the other side is very sad, very sad, very sad.

Shen Yan's eyes are sour. His intuition tells him that the dark fog is closely related to his past, but he just doesn't want to think about it.

He was so sick.

Shen Yan thinks that some things are not remembered, but when he sees related people or things, he will feel sad instinctively. If he thinks about them, won't he suffer to death?

"No more." As soon as Shen Yan opened his mouth, he found that his voice was a little hoarse.

Black fog did not move, quietly stopped in place, a wrong good "look" at him.

Shen Yan suddenly felt the pain in his eyes, and his vision was blurred. He forced himself to turn and leave without nostalgia.

The black fog gazed at him from behind, suddenly slapping the border like crazy.

However, Shen Yan gradually moved away and ignored it.

The king of hell was waiting for Shen Yan at the gate of the temple. As soon as he saw the man coming back, he ran to him and said with a smile, "ancestor, have you talked with that black fog?"

Shen Yan shakes his head, pauses and nods again.

The king of hell was confused and asked, "ancestor, is this a good talk or not?"

Shen said: "the rest are inexplicable, I see some bitter words."

"Ah?" Yama was depressed and said bitterly, "that means If he wants to come or continue to come? "

Shen Yan was astringent and angry in his heart, and said: "he will come soon. You ignore him. He didn't do anything harmful. What do you repel him and fear him to do?"

Isn't it the instinct of all creatures to fear the strong? The master of the hell is silent, and the ghosts make complaints about the strong pressure of the dark mist. The other side is obviously unpredictable. So a big guy swinging around your door all day long, can you feel nervous?