Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Although, it wasn't the first time these two had appeared in front of him.

It's just that before, relying on Zhao Feng's spells and concealment, he avoided the death of the two every time, and forcibly extended his lifespan with the lower realm behind his back.

This time...

Maybe, maybe it's just a dream?

Zhu Yu'an thought to himself comfortingly.

However, the two ghost envoys in front of him took the initiative to take a few steps forward and stood beside him, one on the left and one on the right.

"Mr. Zhu Yu'an, long time no see~"

Bai Wuchang still smiled and squinted his eyes, and greeted him warmly.

It's just that this smile, under the pale face that seemed to have been smeared with ten catties of flour, was indescribably weird.

Zhu Yu'an didn't respond to him, and he didn't even dare to look at him a few more times.

The feeling around him became more and more real, which gradually made him feel a little uncertain.

The old man could only keep praying in his heart, praying that he would wake up from this terrible nightmare quickly.

It's a pity that Heiwuchang on the other side seems to have heard what he was thinking at this time.

He only heard a low snort from his nose.

"Don't waste your time, this is not your nightmare."

His tone was cold and indifferent, which was in great contrast to the breezy Bai Wuchang.

Naturally, it is also more frightening than him.

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Yu'an couldn't bear it anymore, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Her thin lips were trembling out of shape, and she said softly, "You, what are you guys going to do...!"

"Look at what you said~"

Hearing this, Bai Wuchang couldn't help covering his mouth, and giggled, "You, Mr. Zhu Yu'an, shouldn't be very clear about what my brothers are doing in the underworld?"

After all, in the hands of the two ghost envoys, there were suddenly two extremely cold chains.

Handcuffed Zhu Yu'an's wrists from left to right.

Then, the two jumped forward at the same time and turned in front of Zhu Yu'an.

At the same time, a piece of paper with gold patterns on a black background suddenly appeared between the two of them.

The paper floated up and down, and let out a cold and serious voice of a middle-aged man.

"Bold Zhu Yu'an, relying on a psychic from the Yang Realm, you have repeatedly falsified your own Yangshou and deceived this hall. It is an unforgivable crime!"

"This hall has specially ordered black and white impermanence. From now on, I will immediately arrest you and bring you to my Hades, and you will be punished for using sorcery to harm the living beings in the world!"

After the words on the paper fell, Zhu Yu'an suddenly felt that the icy chains wrapped around his wrist suddenly became hot like a fire, painful and hot!

The pain caused him to scream repeatedly: "No... no!! Zhao Feng! Zhao Feng, come and save me!! Save me!!..."

"Stop yelling, if you yell out your throat, then Zhao Feng won't hear it~"

Bai Wuchang laughed helplessly and shrugged his shoulders.

Then he pulled the chain with that black impermanence at the same time.

The three of them turned into three streaks of black mist, and disappeared directly into this dim and bleak wilderness.

at the same time.

In front of the hospital bed outside, the instrument monitoring the old man's vital signs also made a long series of piercing sounds.

...

In the early morning of the next day, all the citizens of Qinghe City received a piece of bad news at the same time.

Their "hundred-year-old hero", Zhu Yu'an, the greatest old man in Qinghe City, passed away on a thunderstorm night.

This sad news not only shocked the entire Qinghe City, even the capital immediately sent a letter of condolence, remembering this old man who had been honored for a whole century.