Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Finally, Rong Shen threw out the black flame, didn't kill Xu Hua, but engulfed the prohibition on his soul, let him restore his self-consciousness.

In these six years, Xu Hua stayed with Xu Tong until Gu Long returned to Buzhou city again.

"At that time, there was an array in the place where your keel was buried, where a passage to the underworld was opened. If that passage was opened a little, your keel would be eroded day and night, and you would be possessed sooner or later." Rongshen chaogulong said.

It's just a pity that the people who laid all this didn't expect the accident of Rongshen. They directly broke the channel and let the Yin Qi gush out in an instant. As a result, it wasn't long before the channel was directly sealed by Rongshen.

The erosion of the keel didn't last long, and Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu were there. Gu Long was not possessed.

"Instead of blaming a human for all this, you'd better think about who you've provoked and even set up such a big situation. On the contrary, Xu Hua is the innocent person involved. " Rong Shen sneers, and then he doesn't care about Gu Long, who is in the same place. He turns around and pulls Cheng Xiu into the backyard.

Gu Long and Xu Hua stayed in the front yard.

Gu Long was stunned for a long time. When he came back, he looked at Xu Hua. His anger and unwillingness disappeared. He opened his lips several times before he asked, "what's the matter with you?"

"Didn't Rong Shen already say that?" Xu Huayang's lips, showing a shallow smile, he looked at Gu Long, his eyes are still the emotion of life, awe and admiration.

After he died, all his feelings were given to the dragon, which picked him up and raised him in Buzhou mountain.

Gulong's voice was hard, and he said, "but I want to hear you say it again."

Xu Hua was stunned. He pursed his lips and kept silent for a long time. He said it slowly and lowly. It was just the pain of being controlled. When he didn't want to say more, Gu Long would interrupt him. He would not let him say it in detail.

Then in the yard, Rong Shen pulls Cheng Xiu in and stands in the yard. She takes out the memory stone, looks at Cheng Xiu and says, "you..."

"I'm waiting for you." Cheng Xiu took her words and laughed. There was light in his eyes.

From the battlefield to here, Cheng Xiu's soul never left.

Rongshen pursed her lips and nodded. The next moment, the memory of her palm turned into a black fog, in which Sanskrit floated and poured into her eyebrows.

When you open your eyes again, the scene in front of Rongshen's eyes changes.

She appeared again in the nether world, sitting barefoot on the red coffin, while Cheng Xiu stood in front of her.

Cheng Xiu was wearing a hat and a black monk's robe. He stretched out his hands toward Rong Shen. In the palm of his hand lay a branch less than the length of his hand and the thickness of his thumb.

Raise soul wood.

Rong Shen recognized it with one eye. She opened her lips and looked at Cheng Xiu. When she looked at him, her pupils shrank fiercely. Without him, Cheng Xiu had lost his soul.

"We've known each other for a long time. It's also a friend. It's very important for me to keep the spirit tree. Please keep it for me." Cheng Xiu's voice is soft, which is totally different from the last time Rong Shen heard himself call "benefactor" in his memory.

Probably, a lot of soft feelings.

The monk's heart is not quiet.

He is in his own body, but as an onlooker, he looks at all this, and suddenly realizes clearly that Cheng Xiu's eyes are full of soft feelings.