Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

While Cheng Xiu looked at the place where she was standing, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face looked like compassion and evil.

He slowly crossed his legs and sat down beside Xu Tong. Then he looked up at the cloud above, sighed, pinched a seal in one hand, closed his eyes, and blurted out the catchy but steady Sutra after a deep Buddha's name.

Slowly, the golden light of the Buddha came out from his brow, and the Buddhist scriptures seemed to turn into essence, hitting the bottom of the heart. In a moment, happiness, anger, sadness and happiness appeared in front of his eyes, but after that, they all disappeared one by one and turned into smoke.

And the Golden Buddha light also condenses countless Sanskrit.

The Sanskrit slowly went up into the clouds, and the vast cloud that seemed to cover the sky was also dissipating at the speed visible to the naked eye.

At the moment, in another yard of the psychedelic array, Xu Hua and the female ghost are entangled. The female ghost is in a state of Yin Qi disorder. Similarly, Xu Hua has been scratched a lot of wounds, especially near the left heart. The bone can be seen in the grasp, and the heart can be seen faintly.

However, Xu Hua's heart never beats.

"Ah The female ghost screamed bitterly, red eyes staring at Xu Hua.

Xu Hua half bent the body to stand, eyes red as well, but lips raised a radian, mouth kept murmuring a repeated word.

He said, "Xu Tong, it's mine."

But this sentence falls in the female ghost's ear, only arouses the female ghost to be more angry, hoped could not tear him up to swallow into the abdomen.

However, Xu Hua is bloodthirsty and angry. They have been pestering for a long time, but they can't tell the difference.

When Rong Shen appeared, Xu Hua let out a roar like the cry of a wild animal again, and pounced on the female ghost.

Rong Shen looked coldly, and his fingertips were ready to move.

However, at this time, a dragon chant suddenly sounded somewhere in the Dharma array.

However, the clouds above did not dissipate, but became more intense.

Rong Shen twists his eyebrows, raises his hand and throws a bunch of black flame at Xu Hua and the ghost. She can't even catch up to see if Xu Hua and the ghost are burned up by the black flame, so she turns to the direction where Cheng Xiu is.

"Well." At the moment of the sound of the dragon song, Cheng Xiu, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, snorted, and blood slowly escaped from his lips.

When Rong Shen arrives, she sees this scene. Her heart suddenly aches, and there's no time to react. Her figure has already shaken to Cheng Xiu's side and reaches for Cheng Xiu.

"Yes." Rong Shen takes out a jade bottle from his sleeve and opens it. Without looking at the pills, he puts them in Cheng Xiu's mouth.

Her hands were shaking.

This sound of dragon chant can't clear people's mind. Instead, it is full of resentment and impacts people's mind. On one side, Xu Tong's seven orifices are bleeding, and Cheng Xiu is even more directly facing the collision with dragon chant. Although it's just the bleeding on the lips, it's much more serious than Xu Tong's.

But even if his heart was depressed and his mind was almost broken, he still grasped Rongshen's hand, pursed his lips at her, and asked, "deeply, are you worried about me?"

"Or are you afraid? Afraid I'll die? Are you already inseparable from me? Deeply, do you like me? " Cheng Xiu asked one after another, and every time he asked, the light in his eyes would be filled.