At the moment when the voice sounded, the ring in Yun Fan's hand stopped flickering and returned to calm.

"Blackie, bring those two guys here. ”

After a long silence, the voice sounded again.

"Whew!"

The dark shadow in the mist responded, and then controlled the mist to push the two of them downward.

And the Yellow Spring Seven Node Flower also followed, and the gentle light it emitted protected Yun Fan and Ling Zetian from being eroded by those gloomy and treacherous fogs.

About half an hour later, Yun Fan and Ling Zetian's bodies were separated from the mist, and the black shadow followed closely behind.

The black shadow was pitch black, with limbs and a huge head with a pair of black eyes.

It seems to be ... A dog?

That's right, it's a dog, a big black dog.

"Blackie, don't fight that flower's idea. The voice rang out.

The big black dog reluctantly withdrew his eyes staring at the Yellow Spring Seven Flowers, and then plunged into the gray mist again in a sullen manner, and disappeared after a few flutters.

"This guy even lost his temper. The voice couldn't help but laugh a little.

In the deepest part of this deep stream, there is no longer those gray and treacherous fogs.

There was darkness all around, and there were no fingers to be seen, and even light could not penetrate here.

A figure sat on a huge rock, looking at the two figures suspended on the side, and made a move.

Two figures slowly landed beside him, and the Yellow Spring Seven Node Flower also floated quietly beside the two of them.

"I didn't expect to see another Huangquan seven-section flower. ”

"It's a pity that I'll never see you again. ”

The figure gently reached out and stroked the Huangquan seven-section flower, and muttered to himself, with a thick sadness in his tone.

"Buzz!"

The Yellow Spring Seven Festival Flower emitted a strange humming sound, as if begging for something.

"Do you want to absorb those gloomy mist?" the figure came back to his senses from his thoughts, and felt the will of the Yellow Spring Seven Flowers, and couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

"Buzz!

The Huangquan seven-section flower shook the flower and responded.

"Go ahead. With a flick of his fingers, the Yellow Spring Seven Flowers in his hand flew out and fell into the gloomy fog again.

"I hope it doesn't happen again. The figure looked at the Yellow Spring Seven Flowers that were absorbed in the gloomy fog, and muttered.

"Little Black, if it's missing a petal, I'll just ask. The man looked somewhere in the mist and said softly.

"Woooooo

The mist kept surging, and there was a whimper of grievance.

"Alright, don't lose your temper, let's take this instead. ”

The figure shook his head helplessly, and then as soon as he raised his hand, a pitch-black demonic grass flew out of his sleeve.

"Whew!"

The gray mist suddenly printed a black shadow, and then a big black dog rushed out of it, swallowing the magic grass into its belly with a satisfied look in its eyes.

"Eat and eat, you know how to eat, and I don't know how to raise a foodie like you. The figure glanced at the big black dog rather helplessly.

"Woo!" the big black dog wagged his tail at him, a flattering face.

The figure touched the head of the big black dog, and just wanted to speak, but his expression did not move, and then turned his head to look at the two figures beside him.

"Woooooo

The big black dog seemed to sense something, and stood up, looking at them with an unkind expression.

"Hurts!"

As soon as Yun Fan opened his eyes, he wanted to stand up, and his body moved, but he couldn't help but gasp in pain.

His body was covered in scars eroded by the damn mist, and he looked miserable.

"Damn, this damn place!" Yun Fan cursed.

"Awake?" a voice rang in his ears.

"Who?!"

Yun Fan stood up from the ground with a carp, turned around sharply, and looked at the figure sitting on the boulder with a wary expression.

"Woooooo

The big black dog looked at Yun Fan, showing its hideous fangs, and his eyes were extremely fierce, as if as long as he waited for the master's order, it would rush up and tear this guy to pieces.

"Dog?" Yun Fan couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the big black dog.

He looked around, then looked at the figure whose face was covered by his long scattered hair, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, there are people living in this ghost-like place, and there is a dog?

"Xiao Hei, you go and guard that flower, don't make any mistakes. The figure patted the big black dog on the head.

"Woo!"

The big black dog whimpered twice, then glared at Yun Fan, and then jumped into the gloomy mist above.

Looking at the big black dog that came and went freely in the gloomy mist, Yun Fan's eyes almost didn't pop out.

What the fuck is going on? This dog is not afraid of all those sinister fogs?

Is there any reason for heaven? Could it be that you are not even as good as a dog?

"Little Black is a desolate alien, and he has grown up here with me since he was a child, and these gloomy fogs are nothing to him. ”

As if he saw what Yun Fan was thinking, the figure explained with a smile.

"Dare to ask who the senior is, why he is here, and what is this place?" Yun Fan hesitated for a moment, and then bowed to the figure.

"This is the deep stream abandoned by the sky, I am Huangquanjun, as for why I am here, it is a long, long story. Huang Quanjun's face had a faint melancholy.

"Who are you, and why did you enter this Heavenly Abandonment Deep Stream?" Huang Quanjun raised his head and looked at Yun Fan and asked.

At this time, Yun Fan saw the appearance of this Huang Quanjun clearly.

He is about fifty or sixty years old, his gray hair is casually draped in front of him, and his face is full of vicissitudes.

"On the lower black side, this is my brother Ling Zetian, we were pushed down from above by the Nangong family. ”

Yun Fan subconsciously touched his mask, and then replied.

"Black face?" Huang Quanjun glanced at him meaningfully, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The name goes well with your mask. ”

Yun Fan laughed dryly, but did not answer.

"Why are they chasing you?" Huang Quanjun didn't linger on the name and continued to ask.

"It's not about taking the tokens from us. Yun Fan couldn't help but pout, and said to Huang Quanjun.

"Is this the token you're talking about?"

Huang Quanjun waved his hand casually, and then a black shadow flew from the direction not far away, and then landed in his hand.

"That's right, this is it. Yun Fan looked at the token in Huang Quanjun's hand, his expression moved, and then he took out an identical token from his arms.

"What kind of token is this?" Huang Quanjun looked at the token in his hand over and over again, but he didn't see anything special, and couldn't help but ask with some curiosity.

"This is Tianwu's token. Yun Fan explained.

"Tianwu?" Huang Quanjun's eyes were confused.

Yun Fan looked at Huang Quanjun in front of him, knowing that he might have encountered the aborigines of this space, and he couldn't help but feel a little shocked in his heart.