At such a close distance, Zhao Chen also saw the thing clearly, immediately took a breath of air conditioning, and at the same time he turned to the side and avoided the thing.

That thing was a substance similar to a soul. There were countless faces on its transparent body, each face looked painful, with its mouth wide open, as if it was about to roar, and as if it wanted to escape from that soul, it was densely packed, making Zhao Chen feel cold.

What's this thing... all things in the underworld are so weird?

I have to say that Zhao Chen is completely used to ghosts. In this situation, he can still be so calm...

But to put it... why does this thing look so familiar... I have seen it somewhere?

The soul was relentless. When Zhao Chen turned around, he immediately changed direction and rushed towards Zhao Chen fiercely.

Zhao Chen grinned and turned around without hesitation and ran away.

Now his skill is only one escape... In this way, the chance of dying in the underworld is relatively high... After all, in the underworld, there may be more powerful existences than Saye... He Zhao Chen would not believe that he is really immortal...

A roar came from behind, and the soul was chasing him straight away, as if he would not give up if he didn't catch Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen's mouth twitched, and under the tremendous pressure, he had to keep running in the original direction.

The soul kept chasing behind him, making a loud noise from time to time, and seemed a little cunning in the quiet wilderness.

Damn it... I'm not tired after chasing for so long... Anyway, he's tired...

Feeling that a creaking sound had already come from his feet, Zhao Chen finally began to feel anxious.

In another hour, I can't run anymore... Maybe my feet will be covered with cracks like a few days ago... Although they can heal, they will lose the ability to escape...

When Zhao Chen turned his head, he saw the soul behind him that was still chasing. The countless human faces seemed to have decreased a few times. The soul, which was filled with human faces, appeared to squeeze out of the open space.

Damn... I left a vacant space for myself? In a frightened moment, Zhao Chen ran forward again with a life of silence.

The soul roared as if angry and chased Zhao Chen again.

One person and one spirit kept running in the endless wilderness. Soon, Zhao Chen felt a crack growing on his feet. Almost the moment it appeared, Zhao Chen knelt down to the ground with a plop.

Damn... I can't run anymore... Zhao Chen gritted his teeth and turned around suddenly, but saw the soul making a joyful sound, rushing towards Zhao Chen.

Before I saw Sa Ye, I had not saved Yuan Le, so Zhao Chen could not die like this! Zhao Chen gritted his teeth and roared in his heart, but... the scenes on TV that can be reborn as long as he yelled out his beliefs did not happen to Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen still looked like he was dying.

Seeing that the soul was getting closer and closer, Zhao Chen sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

"Bang!"

A slight sound, but there was no such pain as I imagined. Zhao Chen opened his eyes in confusion, but at first glance he saw the soul floating around him, as if... having a lot of fun with the black gas that was almost made by him...

Zhao Chen's mouth twitched.

What happened...is something...

With a loud noise, the soul suddenly rushed towards Zhao Chen's head and lay straight there. It seemed that he was ready to settle down for a long time.

Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, a large number of gray-black scenes flashed through Zhao Chen's mind like a movie.

Zhao Chen was stunned!

Around me is a gray-black world, and in front of me is a man in a black robe. The man's figure is a little blurred, and one hand gently stretches toward him. Then his perspective suddenly becomes higher, but it is brought to the man's eyes by the man's hand.

Behind the black robe was a little pale face, very blurry, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he could vaguely see one of his eyes, but it was gone.

What the man was saying.

I couldn't hear it clearly, but for some reason, an intermittent consciousness penetrated into my mind.

"Soul Lamp...Six hundred years...I...I...Enter...You... bring...protect him."

After the last three words exploded in Zhao Chen's mind, the movie-like scene suddenly flashed and disappeared.

Zhao Chen stared blankly. What does that incomplete sentence mean? He doesn't understand at all...

But... the thing on his head is called a soul lamp? Zhao Chen raised his head and saw faces appearing on his head, and his eyes looked at him at the same time.

Vomiting... What a disgusting thing... Zhao Chen retwisted for a while.

But... Soul Lamp? It seems that there has been somewhere to hear it? Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows and thought for a long time but couldn't figure out anything. Finally, he gave up. Although he didn't know what the Soul Lamp thing on his head was here for, at least... it shouldn't hurt himself...

Is the man in the picture just now Sa Ye... six hundred years... another six hundred years... what does this time mean? Where is it brought? Is protecting him mean protecting himself?

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Chen still couldn't get a satisfactory answer. Shaking his head, Zhao Chen reached out and poked the soul lamp on his head, and asked without much hope: "Ah hey. I'll ask you, what did you show me just now?"

The faces inside the soul lamp's body made a dull expression at the same time, staring at Zhao Chen in unison.

OK, I don’t know... Zhao Chen pulled the corners of his mouth, sighed, and said, “Then you should know where to go, right?”

Those faces pondered for a moment, and a picture flashed through Zhao Chen's mind again.

Is it like a... map? With the help of the guidance of the soul lamp, Zhao Chen found his place on this map-like picture, and also found a place that seemed to be a town.

Town... Zhao Chen's mouth twitched.

What are the towns in the underworld...?

As the soul lamp on his head kept roaring, Zhao Chen finally walked to the edge of the place that seemed to be a town.

At first glance, the town shrouded in gray and black emitted a faint dark aura.

There is no breath of living things, not even the breath of dead things.

There is only silence.

An unbearable silence.

After a scan, Zhao Chen saw a white skull not far away, and there were three black and red fonts engraved on it.

Unmanned Town.

No one in the town... Zhao Chen was confused, no one? No one could enter in the underworld, right? Apart from himself, who was forcibly brought in...

Anyway, let’s talk about it later. Since the soul lamp has guided me here, I can’t die here, right?

Comforting himself in his heart, Zhao Chen stepped into the category of Wuman Town.

The wind suddenly decreased a lot, and the surroundings became brighter.

Wuren Town is not big, and the street where Zhao Chen is located is only a hundred meters long and more than five meters wide. But... no one. Just like the name of the town, there is no one, and there is no one on the street. The debris pouring everywhere shows that someone lived here a long time ago, and the bloodstains on the bluestone road under his feet seemed to be silently telling something.

Zhao Chen frowned.

The only thing that can be seen everywhere on the street is human bones.

Yellowed human bones with bloodshot.

Had he been slaughtered? Zhao Chen was guessing in his heart.

Soon, Zhao Chen finished walking on the street. At the end of the street, Zhao Chen also discovered a hotel.

The hotel sign fell crookedly to the ground, and the blood was still splattered with blood. The blood seemed to be alone, roaring silently on the sign, as if roaring at the sky about his unjust life.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Chen decided to go to the hotel to rest for a day.

The hotel is not big, and the hall on the ground floor is the living room of an ordinary house. There is a dark orange counter on the left, and it is also covered with blood. On the surface of the counter, Zhao Chen even saw a pool of blood like a lying man. The glass table in the middle of the hall was smashed by some heavy object, and the fragments were scattered all over the ground. The sofa next to it was cut all over the place by sharp objects. The stairs leading upstairs were also extremely dark. There were countless bloody handprints on both sides of the stairs, and there was a human bone on the stairs.

Zhao Chen shivered without realizing it.

Although the answer was obvious, Zhao Chen still shouted with his throat: "Is anyone?" This shout was not only to confirm that there was no one in the Wuman Town, but also to... to strengthen his courage.

Zhao Chen's voice echoed in the empty hall, a little harsh.

No sound came for a while, Zhao Chen swallowed, and a feeling of fear appeared in his heart inexplicably, and he was about to turn around and go out. At this moment, an old voice slowly came: "Where are people here."

Zhao Chen turned around in shock, but was stunned by the scene behind him.

Behind him, there was no bloody scene. The counter was bright orange, and there was no blood on it. There was also a cute girl sitting inside, with her big smart eyes quietly observing Zhao Chen. In the middle of the hall, the glass table was intact, and the sofa next to it was also magnificent.

Behind him was an old man who looked extremely kind. He reached out to touch his beard and looked at Zhao Chen quietly.

Zhao Chen pulled the corner of his mouth and quietly moved his footsteps outside the hotel. He didn't believe that he was just dazzled... These... were all made by those two ghosts...

"Do you want to stay?" the old man asked kindly.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Chen nodded.

"Come here, I'll register you." The person who spoke was the cute girl, and her voice was extremely sweet.
Chapter completed!