Bai Wuchang Jin Ling had not returned for a long time, so he entered the system trial hall with his mental power.

And now the system trial hall is empty, and the empty room does not feel the breath of any one except for the chairs scattered around.

Bai Wuchang frowned tightly, his joints were pinched and rattled, and he was worried that Jin Ling would be taken away by these people.

"I knew I should have come along." Bai Wuchang muttered to himself with some annoyance.

Then he flashed to the fashion store again, until he saw Jin Ling talking and laughing with Xie Xiaonuan from the door.

The hanging heart was lowered, and his feet took a step forward and stopped in the air for a long time.

After thinking about it, he put back his forward foot.

It's good that she's fine, Bai Wuchang thought to himself.

Maybe Xie Xiaonuan is more suitable to comfort Jin Ling than him at this time.

He shook his head to himself and walked in the direction of the common room.

Let's go back and cook this guy something good, and come back and hear what she has to say.

And the underworld at this time.

The surroundings were filled with a large blood-colored mist, and in the distance there were many mountains with no end in sight, and the black stone path seemed to grow on the ground, and the white bone trees bloomed with bright blood-colored flowers.

A man in a brocade robe and a black robe was sitting leisurely on a chair, his clear and handsome facial features no worse than Bai Wuchang.

Skinny, almost revealing hands, holding steaming teapots, poured into two empty teacups made of fine ceramics.

"What are you looking for me for?"

The man who spoke was the good brother of Bai Impermanence, Black Impermanence.

And sitting across from him was Li Youcai.

Li Youcai took the hot tea handed by Hei Wuchang with both hands with some respect, and said with a smile: "Lord Hei, about Jin Ling of your mansion, do you consider recycling it back to the underworld?" We can't afford this big Buddha in this game temple. ”

"Jin Ling?" Hei Wuchang raised his eyebrows, put down the teacup that he had brought to his mouth, and asked softly.

Who is Jin Ling?

There are so many ghosts in the Tiantian Mansion every day, how can he remember the name of a small ghost in his dignified black impermanence.

"It's the little ghost who went to the game with Bai Wuchang."

After Li Youcai's reminder, Hei Wuchang finally had some impression of Jin Ling.

Not because he remembered the first test ghost sent to the game, but because the name of Bai Wuchang sounded harsh.

He still remembered the bureau he had given Bai Wuchang.

The time he sent Jin Ling to the "Ancient Strange Tan" immortal cultivation game, Hei Wuchang called Bai Wuchang to replace him under the pretext that he had an urgent soul mission.

Even Bai Wuchang didn't think that his so-called good brother was a trick deliberately designed to trap him in the game world.

Li Youcai added: "I cut off the time and space tunnel between the dungeon and the game to trap Lord Bai Wuchang in the game, and now this little ghost breaks the rules of the game from time to time, causing a bad impact on the game, you see?" Did you bring Jin Ling's ghost back to the underworld first? ”

"No, Bai Wuchang can't come back." Hei Wuchang's tone was firm, and he didn't give Li Youcai any chance to bargain.

"Lord Black Impermanence, you don't think about it, we will cooperate later..."

"There is no room for consideration in this matter, Bai Wuchang can't go back to the underworld, and it will be forever."

The black impermanence voice is not loud, but it reveals an extremely oppressive voice to Li Youcai.

Li Youcai took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The black impermanence in front of me is really hard to mess with.

"As for the Jin Ling you said, if you don't know how to deal with it, you will destroy it, there is no shortage of imps in the underworld."

Hei Wuchang saw that Li Youcai was puzzled, and as soon as these words came out, Li Youcai was reassured.

After all, Hei Wuchang never cared about Jin Ling, a little ghost, all he cared about was Bai Wuchang, who was ruled separately from him in the underworld.

At this point, suddenly there was the sound of stones falling from behind the bare white pillar made of human bones, and then there was no sound.

"Who?" Hei Wuchang shouted vigilantly, and casually flicked the teacup in his hand out with his middle finger, and the human bone pillar collapsed with the touch of the teacup, but there was no figure behind him.

Li Youcai immediately ran to check, but he didn't see anything abnormal, but he was frightened by the black impermanence and fierce appearance.

He didn't return to his original seat, but kept rubbing the black impermanence, and big beads of sweat fell down his cheeks.

"Lord Black Impermanence, if you have money to disturb, you are busy with you, I will go back and watch and deal with it myself."

Before Hei Impermanence could reply, Li Youcai hurriedly left this place of right and wrong.

This black impermanence is just like his name, fierce and impermanent, and no one should enter.

Just sitting next to him, Li Youcai's breathing became extremely slow.

Just when Li Youcai was about to return to the real world in 2222 through other tunnels, he didn't notice a black cat quietly following him from the underworld to the future world.

After a discussion with the game developer, I felt that Jin Ling, an employee, was a bug in the game.

Sooner or later, she didn't know what the hell they were going to do, and now that they were working on another new holographic sci-fi game, they really didn't have time to spend energy with an employee.

As a result, the service hall of the newbie village received the highest instructions from the game's top management regarding the final acceptance of case 018.

Along with the acceptance results, there was also a laser gun covered with fluorescent colors.

This is the rhythm of extinguishing Jin Ling.

In order to avoid panicking the players, CommScope decided to wait until the Miracle Nuan Nuan fashion store closed and Jin Ling returned to the space of the break room to carry out the execution.

Jin Ling, who had just returned home from the closure, saw Bai Wuchang cooking a table of dishes and was waiting for her to come home.

In order to avoid oil splashing on his clothes, Bai Wuchang also deliberately brought an apron that had been stained many times by Jin Ling.

Bai Wuchang's face is like a carving, his facial features are distinct, his angular face is handsome and abnormal, and he is wearing a white robe, which is logically extravagant.

But this apron looked out of place, and Jin Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw Bai Wuchang's embarrassment.

"Why did you make such a mess of yourself?"

Hearing Jin Ling say this, Bai Wuchang's mouth also drooped, and his face was displeased.

Seeing Bai Wuchang like this, Jin Ling immediately put away his sneering mouth, ran to Bai Wuchang, grabbed his arm and swayed from side to side.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, Lord Bai Wuchang is handsome and talented."

Looking at Jin Ling's ghostly appearance, Bai Wuchang also changed his previous serious face and became extremely gentle, looking at Jin Ling with light in his eyes.

Gently scraped Jin Ling's erect little nose with his hand.

"You, you can taste the dish I just made."

"Okay."

Jin Ling saw the fragrant and steaming food on the table, swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and immediately sat down and picked up the chopsticks and tasted it.

Because Jin Ling has been busy with things in the store recently, he has no time to go home and cook.

And this arduous and happy work has become a daily routine of vain impermanence.

Every day when Jin Ling goes home, he can eat hot meals, and Bai Wuchang's craftsmanship is getting better and better, and then the relationship between the two of them is getting closer and closer.

Jin Ling, who was eating the food made by Bai Wuchang, unconsciously let out a sigh, "It's so fragrant!" ”