Chapter 42: The Dead Duck Has a Hard Mouth

"Look how hard your mouth gets!"

The eerie voice of the shadow came from all around, and as the sound sounded, black smoke rose up within tens of meters for no reason.

The black smoke spread quickly, and in just a few breaths, it had already enveloped Han Song.

Even though the sky is clear and the sun is blazing, it has no effect on this black smoke, as if the black smoke has its own unique space, so that the outside world cannot intervene.

"Cut, such a little trick wants to trap your handsome and dashing, Yushu Brother Song!"

Han Song's disdainful voice came from the black smoke: "Apprentice, it's enough to have a teacher here, you go first!" ”

"This can be regarded as a dead duck with a hard mouth!"

Han Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly, although the huge black mist in front of him made people unable to see inside, it did not mean that the spiritual power could not penetrate it.

And for Han Yu, who is becoming more and more familiar with his abilities, it is not difficult to know the situation inside.

It can be said that at this time, all the movements of Han Song in the black fog were basically under Han Yu's control.

And the reason why Han Yu stood still and didn't move was because he was waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the shadow in the dark to appear, otherwise he would enter the black fog like this, maybe he would fall into the trap of the shadow.

"Langlang, have you found out where the shadow is?"

Han Yu said in his heart.

"Not yet, Yu... Big handsome guy, that guy is very deeply hidden, and he doesn't smell at all! ”

"No smell !!"

Han Yu frowned, he had been looking for it with his spiritual power, but no matter how he looked for it, that dark shadow seemed to have evaporated from the world, and he couldn't find it.

"If only Ye Zi was here, I would definitely be able to find him through telepathy!"

Han Yu couldn't help but think of Ye Zi: "I don't know how she is now, has she returned home!" ”

At the same time, in another place.

"Big brother, where is my uncle!"

Ye Zi opened his eyes wide, looked at Ye Chengyi and asked.

"Your uncle?"

Ye Chengyi scratched his head and looked at Ye Zi with a puzzled expression.

"Yes, you heard it right, it's my uncle!"

Ye Zi nodded and replied.

"This..."

Ye Chengyi touched his chin, trying to remember if there was any old man here just now, and after a while, he said with some embarrassment: "Your uncle... He... Who is your uncle? ”

Ye Zi fainted: "You don't know who my uncle is, you want to dry wool for half a day!"

Ye Chengyi was dumbfounded.

Of course, this is just a few episodes, let's not talk about it for the time being, and on Han Yu's side, he is a little confused now, it has been a few minutes, but the shadow has not moved at all.

To say that the shadow simply trapped Han Song in that black mist, Han Yu would not believe it if he was killed, but why didn't he do it for a long time.

Han Yu frowned, did he want to kill himself first? No, he should know his ability, he can't beat him, but if he escapes, it's not necessarily who is better.

Since he didn't want to kill himself first, why didn't he hesitate to do it?

"Oops, it's hot!"

Just as Han Yu was pondering, Han Song, who had been silent for a long time, spoke again, but it was a voice similar to a scream, of course, it hadn't reached that point yet, it was just a little close.

"Hot?"

Han Yu was a spirit, what could make Han Song, a person with a purple flame, feel hot, it was undoubtedly an impossible thing, but this voice was indeed shouted by Han Song.

"Could it be..."

Han Yu's pupils suddenly widened, and he yelled, "Han Song, come out quickly, that black mist has a corrosive effect!" ”