Qin Yun laughed dryly and said, "Mr. Xie, you are..."

Bai Wuchang leaned over his huge head and smiled gloomyly: "Hehehehe! Don't worry, boy, I won't take you as a pet or a soldier. I just think you have a fate with me. I'm going to pass on a curse now, are you willing to accept it?"

The expression on his face calmed down a little, and Qin Yun then looked lit up and nodded: "Thank you for the reward of Master Qi!"

"Hehe, you kid are not polite at all." Bai Wuchang laughed strangely and began to mutter something.

Then a strange curse sound came into Qin Yun's ears.

"Boy, what I passed on to you is the Minghun Curse of Your Seventh Master. This curse is not only useful to you, but also to us ghost messengers. When your soul is disturbed, chanting the Minghun Curse can restore the purity of your mind." Bai Wuchang put away his smile and pointed to the dense ghost below, "You Seventh Master, I can't protect you like this. I will pass on a curse to ensure that you can live safely in the hands of the little boys below."

Qin Yun felt an inexplicable mantra in his mind. He didn't know any of the words, but he could recite them silently in his heart. It was really magical.

"Mr. Xie, are you two leaving?"

He noticed Bai Wuchang's body was moving slowly.

"That's right, Lao Ba and I stayed in the same place for too long, and the thunder just now will appear in this area, specifically targeting me. Don't forget that we were captured here to drive away demons. The ghosts from other places also need to be managed, so we can't let them get distracted! Okay, it's time to leave!" Bai Wuchang's voice was like a huge bell hitting, deeply engraved in Qin Yun's mind.

Before he could come back to his senses, he was dragged down by a sinister and gentle force.

After several breaths, Qin Yun returned to the room he had lived in before.

The small door made of puff metal between the room and the ground also closed with a bang.

Then, the ghosts on the ground returned to their previous state and began to cry and laugh constantly.

After the two ghost messengers of Hei and White Impermanence left, the temperature around them rose a little.

When Bai Wuchang talked with Qin Yun before, he had been deliberately restraining his own breath and even protecting him from the erosion of the cold and cold air.

I don’t know how long they have been trapped in the tomb world. Judging from Bai Wuchang’s reaction to seeing the thunder before, Qin Yun guessed that it was not the first time they drove away ten thousand ghosts.

Black and White Impermanence is likely to exist before the arrival of their group of "players".

"Ghosts and gods were captured as slaves, what a big deal." Qin Yun couldn't help but admire the power of the tomb world.

When will he have this power, be able to modify world rules and create all powers?

Before he knew it, Qin Yun felt that his mind was beginning to be affected by the ghosts outside again.

But this time it was not that serious. The sounds that begged in his ear seemed to be afraid of something.

It is probably the Ming Soul Curse passed to it by Bai Wuchang.

After pouring consciousness into his mind, Qin Yun found the curse, chanted it silently in his heart, and whispered to his lips.

Soon, the ghostly and enchanting voices around them completely disappeared.

"Xiao Bu? Xiao Bu? Those two terrifying beings have left."

After packing up himself, Qin Yun put Xiao Bu on the bed and called her twice.

Xiao Bu curled up on the bed with only the mattress left, opened his eyes carefully, and asked in fear: "Master! You...you can actually talk to them!"

She then blinked and confirmed that the person standing in front of her was the real master, not something else. "Xiao Bu felt a very powerful force on the guy in white clothes. Xiao Bu just needed to move and die!"

Qin Yun didn't expect Xiao Bu to be so afraid, but then again, when he saw Bai Wuchang for the first time, he was also very scared, but in order to gain a glimmer of hope, he could not sit and wait for death like Xiao Bu.

He gently stroked Xiaobu's forehead, rubbed her cat ears, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid of Xiaobu, those two terrifying guys are not that scary. They didn't hurt you, aren't they?"

Xiao Bu shrugged and bent cat ears and whispered: "What the master said...is reasonable."

Seeing that Xiaobu was still scared, Qin Yun continued, "And Xiaobu, do you think those two are very powerful, right?"

Xiao Bu nodded heavily.

"You may not imagine that beings as powerful as them are trapped in this world like us. They are also captured from other places and driven away the guys on the ground."

After hearing Qin Yun's words, Xiao Bu was shocked. In her imagination, she was like a straw in front of Black and White Impermanence, which could be broken even if she had a breath.

As a result, my master said that the other party was so powerful but was arrested and arrested as a supervisor?

"Then... Master, who was the one who caught them? It was so terrible!" Xiao Bu's curled up and stretched out his body and sat on the mattress.

Qin Yun shook his head. He didn't know who captured Heibai Wuchang. And according to the descriptions of other players before, there were many ghosts, gods and monsters of the level similar to Heibai Wuchang.

They were all captured by the mastermind behind the tomb world, just to create the "natural" phenomenon of the world of ghosts walking on the border.

Qin Yun spent the next day in the cold every day. He was used to it. He just drank two sips of nutrient solution to drive away the cold and ate a compressed beef and vegetable ball that could fill his stomach.

The Ming Soul Curse passed to him by Bai Wuchang can resist the invasion of ghosts, but cannot resist the cold and hunger.

After 24×4 hours in the cold, on the eighth day of Tomb World Day, the Wan Guixing finally ended.

When Qin Yun opened the door and went out and felt the warm sunlight shining on his face, he felt relieved, as if he was living in a dream.

However, it was not long since the sun had not yet heated up her butt, and the change happened again!

[Alarm! Alarm! Only 541849382 players survive in the Tomb World, and the number is seriously insufficient. Tomb World will launch an emergency plan to urgently add healthy and positive players from other planets and planets to the Tomb World!]

[Surviving players, please be prepared. The newly added players appear at random. Please keep your mind clear and deal with all the disputes and disturbances that will happen next]

[Warm reminder: The race to which the players added this time belongs will not be limited to humans!]

Another alarm sounded, and this time, the alarm was the number of surviving players.
Chapter completed!