He is a very talented and talented man.

And in my memory, He Yiguo is also a very reasonable person, no matter how crazy others, he can always maintain absolute sanity, this is always appreciated by me.

In the old religion of madness, it is really difficult to maintain the reason that belongs to future generations.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of all this."I said, looking at what he was, only to think that he was so mad and mad that he was a little sad: "You had better hide from it during this time, whether it is the old religious people or the people in our line, you better not make contact with them, wait until this pass... After all good to say, we can't all die."

"You must help me!" said He Yigong, full of tears in his old eyes, and his body was trembling uncontrollably as he spoke, and I could feel his extreme fear: "They are coming!

“In the nothingness?”I said, “When did you see them?”

“I... I don’t remember...” He Yiguang said trembling, listening to his confused tone, it seemed to really forget, not perfunctory me, nor deceived me: “It seems to be in the sky... in that starry sky...”

At this time, I held the trembling and slowly walked out of the corpses like purgatory factories.

Along the way, he was praying for me to help him, and he did not want to die, because he had to take care of his little apprentice, and the child was less than ten years old.

“If I die...he will die too...” He Yi said, crying unscrupulously, and his hoarse tone mixed with crying, making me sound sad.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."I said in a low voice, "Get out of here first, find a safe place to hide, it's best to hide with your little apprentice, don't show up outside."

He nodded his head unconsciously and said yes, and must do as I say.

As soon as the voice fell, I did not wait for me to say anything more, he turned around and ran to the mountain, and the speed was the same as the escape, the head did not bring it back, and soon disappeared from my sight.

After he left, I lighted a cigarette and took a look to the left and right to make sure that there was no living mouth left, and then I went back in the direction of the past.

What did the Lord see?

This question has always bothered me, because I think his change seems to have something to do with what he sees.

He was scared, almost to be scared crazy.

In my impression, how is the father-in-law not so timid, so I am really curious... what he saw to be scared of this?

“In nothingness . . . on that star...” I muttered to myself, recalling what I had just said, and I raised my head subconsciously and looked up to the sky.

At this cold look, I found a point that I had not noticed before.

At this moment in the night sky, there is a star is very unusual, not only with the naked eye to see the volume is very large, the brightness is not much more than the moon.

What made me most nervous was the black line on the side of the star.

It’s like a black line that’s been painted along the edges, it’s not conspicuous, but it’s real.

I don't know what happened to myself.

Really, I would like to bow my head and look away, not to look at the strange star, but I can't control my body, as if someone had been bit a hole, and from head to foot it was as stiff as a stone.

He could only look up at the star, looking at the star.

Maybe I was hallucinating.

As I looked at the star, I saw a black figure on it.

The figure is extremely vague, like the illusion I have appeared, but the time it exists is not a moment, it disappears without a second, it has always stayed there, and it seems that I am looking at me from a deep star, looking at me without a word.

I am nervous, that is no exaggeration.

Although the thing did not breathe, the cold feeling that was enough to make me tremble was like a stud of a stud.

After entering the realm of iniquity, I no longer know what fear is, because I know how tenacious my life force is, and it is almost impossible to kill me.

Yes, it is almost, but there are things that exist, and it is “almost” outside of what I call it.

For example, this black figure, the strange creature that stands above the black star... the black robe king.

At this time, I found that my soul was inexplicably separated, and without warning it entered the state of the soul, and when I looked back, I could still see my body standing in place, looking up at the star.

I was floating rapidly toward the sky, farther and farther from the ground, which was no slower than the plane's take-off, and quickly crossed the clouds and reached a position very close to the sky.

Arguably, above this altitude, there are winds that can tear the soul apart... but I don't feel it...I don't feel it at all!

In this position to the sky, the strange star has also become much larger, and the black figure on the surface is even clearer at this moment.

It was the King of the Blackrobe, and I could never have mistaken it... that was it!

Just as I was about to return quickly to my body, on the edge of the star, there were a few more murky black shadows.

It is not clear that their specific contours are not visible, but it is certain that these shadows are not humanoid.

If I am not mistaken, they should be the old kings allied with the Black King... it is these desperate creatures who are ready to come together!

From this distance, their shadows can be so clear... If these are their real bodies, their bodies, are their physical bodies, they really scare me.

It still looks so large across the deep star...if I meet them at close range... do I still have a chance to resist?

Looking at everything in the sky, fear quietly took root in my heart, and sprouted rapidly, spreading wildly in my heart.

It is no exaggeration to say that I was scared and scared.

Almost as far as escape, I controlled my soul and fell rapidly, intending to go back to the flesh and think of something else.

Also at this time, it was as if from the depths of the universe, from the indescribable starry sky, came a strange and strange song.

It is definitely not the language in which human beings can make, and the language in which they sing, nor is it the language of any other creature on earth.

I can't understand the lyrics, but I can feel the singer's inner emotions, the real joy, it seems that all can infect me, so that my face can't help but smile.

When my soul fell back to the ground, returned to the body that belonged to me, and looked up again, I could not find the trace of the star...

It was as if everything I had been dreaming before, that I had hallucinations, but I was sure it was all real...

That deep fear shrouded me like a shadow, and in the process I got answers.

His fear, his despair, is not without reason, he should be afraid...

“Shit.”

I gritted my teeth and scolded, trembling and throwing away the cigarette butts that burned in my hand, and I did not dare to say more, and turned around and ran out.

That speed is no slower than when it is running away.

It’s a fact, I admit.

It’s a shame to run so fast, I admit.

But for me, it doesn’t matter, I don’t care...

I only care about one thing.

Absolutely . . . never let the black-robed kings descend upon the Hereafter . . . .

When they do come into the world, the end may be merciful to us as human beings.

Just like the prophecies I heard a long time ago.

As long as these old kings return to the Hereafter...

There is no death, no end, no future, no liberation.

All living beings . . . will perish in fear and despair!