Wu Chen felt that his soul was pulled by a force, and in a short while, he came to a vast gray space.

"Where is this?"

Shaking his head, Wu Chen looked around, but saw nothing.

"Where is this?"

"Hey, is anyone?" Wu Chen shouted loudly.

But the surroundings are still silent, empty and terrifying.

"It's over, no one will do this after death! Damn, I don't want to die yet? I haven't married yet, haven't given birth to a baby yet... Uh, it's not that I'm giving birth to a baby if I'm wrong."

"My wife hasn't given birth yet, but I wonder what's wrong with my sister?"

"Hey, are there any ghosts? Come out and talk about kowtow, talk about life?"

Wu Chen was floating around, and a man was talking to himself.

In the gray area, two evil shadows, one white and one black, appeared not far behind Wu Chen. Looking at the noisy Wu Chen, his face was covered in black.

"Old Bai, I want to slap him to death." The black shadow rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward.

"Old Hei, wait, come on, I don't like this guy when I take this." Bai Ying took out a duster from behind and handed it to Hei Ying.

"Uh, Lao Bai, he will be scattered after he gets this thing. Tsk, it's so cruel!" The black shadow said as he reached out to grab the duster and waved it casually for a few times.

"But, I like it."

I saw two black and white shadows flashing in front of Wu Chen. Wu Chen looked at the two figures that appeared and was overjoyed.

"Two guys, there are finally a living ghost. Woooo, I'm so lonely here alone." Wu Chen said, about to come forward to hug him.

The black and white shadows were so angry that they trembled all over, and I endured it.

"Hey, two brothers, are you cold?"

"Hey, what are you holding in your hands? It looks like a dusty feather duster."

"    It's unbearable. This kid deserves a beating too much. Lao Hei, I can't help it." Bai Ying snatched the duster from Hei Ying, shouted loudly, and slapped Wu Chen with a stick.

Just as the duster was about to hit Wu Chen, the black shadow beside him also took out a black duster from behind, blocking the white shadow, and said:

"Wait, Lao Bai, don't slap him too hard, leave it for me to slap him. From ancient times to the present, I have not met someone who wants to slap him a few times when I say this."

"Hehe, OK, I'll beat you a little lighter." Bai Ying laughed long, and her laughter was extremely sad.

He waved his rod again and pulled it towards Wu Chen. Seeing the duster he was pumping, Wu Chen hurriedly dodged, but found that he could not move and exclaimed.

"Brother, what does this mean? Could it be that you took a picture of dust on me?"

"Damn," Bai Ying couldn't help but burst out, and saw the white duster sucking on Wu Chen very quickly.

Wu Chen only felt his brain tingling, all his memories were like twine, and his soul was a little fading.

"It's time for me," the black shadow smiled and couldn't wait to step forward and wave the black duster and suck Wu Chen.

The black shadow smiled, but in the blink of an eye, the black shadow smile suddenly became stiff.

Just a moment ago, a figure appeared in front of Wu Chen, blocking the duster for Wu Chen.

"Your sister, who dares to hit me?" The figure grinned, but his soul was not seriously injured.

The figure turned around and cursed, and was even more angry when he saw the shadows of black and white.

"Heibai Wuchang, how dare you hit me?" The figure rolled up his sleeves, slapped his two big slaps, and slapped the black and white shadows away.

"Unfortunate, the tiger falls into the sun and is bullied by a dog." The figure sighed.

When Li Tian's stinging sensation disappeared, he was stunned when he saw the back in front of him.

The pale long hair fluttered, and the white clothes fluttered as if they were independent of the world, full of fairy spirit.

If he hadn't seen this figure, Wu Chen would have worshipped and shouted at the immortal, but now, Wu Chen stared at his big eyes and pointed at the figure and cursed.

"Damn, it's you! It was you who was struck by lightning just now." This person was the "expert" who failed to overcome the tribulation and was knocked down by thunder, smashed Wu Chen's body.

When the man in white heard the sound, he was secretly angry. Why was he struck by lightning? That was called passing the tribulation. Wait, could this kid see the scene of his failure to pass the tribulation?

Turning his head and looking at Wu Chen, whose soul was a little dim, he asked tentatively:

"Little bastard, what did you just say to be struck by lightning?"

The man in white had a beard like snow, and his eyes showed a very friendly look. Although he was an old man, the temperament that he exuded that did not belong to mortal world made Wu Chen secretly jealous.

"You are pretending to be a big clove of garlic, but you were knocked down by lightning and smashed my body." Wu Chen became more and more angry as he thought about it. He stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the old man in white with both hands and shook it.

"You compensate me for my body."

Uh, the old man in white looked embarrassed, as if he had indeed smashed something when he fell down. Then his divine thoughts left his body and came to the extradition space.

Looking at the guilty look on the face of the old man in white, Wu Chen paused, put down his hands, his expression dim, and murmured:

"Forget it, I'm dead anyway, and my body is useless."

"Who said that you can't be resurrected if you die. If I ruin your body, I will pay you better. I don't like to owe others."

The old man in white looked at Wu Chen lowered, felt ashamed, and said.

"What, do you think I can be resurrected?" Wu Chen was stunned at first, then laughed.

"Haha, brother, don't make me happy. Even you were struck by lightning to death. How can you resurrect me?"

"Ignorance is called dying, not thunder." The old man in white was slightly angry. He found that as soon as he spoke, it made people feel the urge to beat him up.

"Uh, okay, okay, get through the tribulation." Wu Chen thought the old man was comforting him and did not say that again.

"By the way, brother, where is this place? We have been staying here since we died? And why did the two black and white brothers beat me with feather dusters when they saw me? I didn't offend them, right?"

The old man looked at Wu Chen and suddenly felt that this kid was so stupid and cute, and he suddenly admired him a little.

"This is an extradition space. People will come here after they die. The two black and white shadows just now are the messengers of the Yin Realm, Black and White Impermanence. As for why they beat you when they see you, maybe you deserve to be beaten!"

"Haha, and that black and white thing like dusters is called a mourning stick. Hehe, I'm saying that other people's weapons is so ugly. If I don't want to kill you."

"Ahem, I don't know." Wu Chen smiled awkwardly.

"Don't worry, I said that if you are resurrected, I will be able to be resurrected. I have some friendship with Meng Po."

After listening to the old man's words, Wu Chen began to believe his words.

"Hei and White Impermanence, why don't you get out soon?" the old man turned around and shouted at the space behind him.

Only a rustling sound was heard, and the black and white impermanence appeared again, and the two of them bowed to the old man in panic.

"Cangluo Immortal, I didn't deliberately offend it just now, I hope the immortal will calm down."

Cang Luo, a Sanxian, is often killed by enemies, but his soul can escape the disaster, so he often comes to the Yin Realm. Over time, he goes back and forth. Somehow, this guy gets into a gang with some people in the Yin Realm.

"Forget it, this little guy has an old age with me, so don't make things difficult for you two."

"That's that's it, that's it, how can we care about the old people we know?" Hei and Bai Wuchang said charmingly.

Cough cough, Wu Chen coughed lightly, rubbed his hands, and quickly spoke.

"Brothers, Hei and White, as soon as you saw it, I was beaten up. Should I make some compensation?"

Just kidding, you can eat anything yourself, but we can't suffer any losses?

"That's natural. I just lost my soul a little. As compensation, this trace of soul condensed from the souls of a hundred people should be used as compensation."

Bai Wuchang turned his wrist in pain, and a thin silver-white thread floated towards Wu Chen, blending into Wu Chen's soul. Wu Chen felt as if he had drunk a big tonic soup, and his soul was condensed a hundred times, looking like a real person.

Cang Luo was also slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, these two guys had such good things. Their souls had wonderful uses for cultivation, enhancing their own abilities of perception, etc., which were hard to come by.

"It feels so comfortable, is there any?" Wu Chen was warm all over and looked at Hei Wuchang with anticipation. Hei Wuchang took out a soul and gave it to Wu Chen in pain.

Wu Chen felt relieved all over, rubbed his hands and felt embarrassed to continue asking.

"Are those two brothers still there?"

"Brother, this is my savings for decades, and there is no extra one left." Hei Bai Wuchang was covered in black mist, and he just wanted to sigh to the sky. This kid is too shameless.

Cang Luo looked embarrassed and stopped Wu Chen who was asking for it and said to Hei Bai Wuchang.

"Okay, okay, take us there!"

This little guy is too greedy, but I like it. If you can squeeze it, why not squeeze it dry?
Chapter completed!