Chapter 390 (1/2)

”Hello, what is this?”

fan Lin Tucao, he still can not make complaints about the face of the man. The whole person is wrapped in the shadow. And where is the lower part of the man?

Bikini stitching monster?

Obviously, this thing makes van Lin feel very difficult to accept. There are also those dark shadows. Fanlin is eager to find out where this is, but it is undoubtedly difficult to peek into the future. If you want to get clear guidance, then pay the price

It seems to have heard something, let Fanlin unexpected things in this moment will suddenly show in front of him.

The shadow that turned around seemed to have noticed the existence of Vaseline, or his enemies appeared in the direction of Fanlin.

Only to see that rolling black smoke is a little bit of the van Lin slowly coming.

Fanlin didn't know what happened. He wanted to go out, but he found that he couldn't get rid of the space.

”Mr. nicoleme, Mr. nicoleme...” Fanlin tried to call, but there was no response.

The shadow did not stop his steps, he came to the direction of van Lin step by step.

The scene in front of Fanlin seems to become clear, and the mountain shadow is gradually shrinking, until it becomes a person's shape.

”Who is this man?”

Fanlin's mind was occupied by this problem in an instant. No accident, this will be what he will face in the future.

But who can tell the future?

Van Lin thought, nicoleme also said that his alchemy products were not so accurate. As long as LeMay stopped using potions, his life would come to an end this year.

”You're here, Valentine...”

A deep male voice suddenly thought of in Fanlin's ear, just like a thunderbolt. Fanlin was stunned there.

This is the future. According to nicoleme, there is no existence for the future, and no one can find his existence. According to the truth, even the voice can not be heard from different latitudes.

”I am I've been waiting for you for a long time... ”

”Wait for me...” Van Lin tried to suppress the shock in his heart, the man's voice made him feel very uncomfortable, a kind of unspeakable evil feeling, just like being watched by a poisonous snake.

”Who are you?” Vaseline said, his reflexive hand up, but here, he did not mention a trace of magic.

The answer to him was just a burst of unspeakable laughter.

”Answer me, who are you?” Fanlin frowned. The man gave him a familiar feeling, but he was strange, powerful and evil.

”You don't need to know The answer. ” The man said, the figure completely shrouded in the black fog.

Fanlin has noticed that the originally rich black fog has become more and more thin, with the man's hand raised, the raised right arm gradually exposed in front of Fanlin.

The whole arm is pale white. Fanlin has noticed that under the miserable white skin, one green silk thread is intertwined with each other.