Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

So, song Yue didn't ask, he went to the knee where the bodyguard had exposed his bones.

As soon as the liquid was poured out of the porcelain bottle, the milky liquid, with a faint fragrance, attracted many things in the dark.

As soon as the liquid flowed to the guard's wound, the wound was healing at the speed visible to the naked eye, and the broken bones were growing fast.

It seems that in a few breath, song Yue saw that the bodyguard's knee was completely good, and became smooth and white. It's hard to imagine that it was still bloody before.

"What is this good thing?" Song Yue exclaimed.

As he asked, he poured the liquid from the porcelain bottle onto the other knee of the bodyguard. Soon, both knees of the bodyguard were cured.

Song Yue shakes the porcelain bottle and finds that there is still a small half bottle left. He covers it again and the fragrance disappears quickly.

"There's a lot left." Song Yue handed the vase to Rong Shen.

But Rong Shen didn't answer. He said lazily, "what do you want me to do with the things you gave me?"

"But it's too precious." Song Yue scratched his head. Although the small porcelain vase was very useful to him, he didn't have greed.

"Give it back to me and leave it idle in the corner." Rong Shen's words made song Yue accept the small porcelain vase.

Rong Shen is telling the truth. Things like this have a good effect on human beings, just like a panacea. But for her, they are useless.

Song Yue carefully put away the small porcelain vase, and the bodyguard also stood up from the ground. The wound healed completely, and there was no pain. He even felt that his knees were much lighter.

He arched his hand toward Rong Shen, and didn't thank him again, but all the gratitude was put into action later.

After healing the bodyguard's wound, song Yue had the heart to see the coffin.

Send Rong deep to push the coffin down, the coffin has been quietly lying here, there is no movement.

However, when song Yue poured out the spirit liquid to cure the bodyguard's injury, he did not miss the moment in the coffin, although he was marveling at how good the medicine was.

There's something in the coffin.

"The seclusion place of your song family is several cities away from here. Why do you come here to carry a coffin? Can't the Song family even find the coffin maker? " Let deep light tut a, casually say.

He said, "I didn't care about the coffin, but I didn't know what to put on the coffin."

Who knows, he and the bodyguard almost fell here. If they had not met Rong Shen, the bodyguard would have turned into meat sauce, or as Rong Shen said before, they would have been sucked dry by the coffin.

"I don't know what's inside. Just open it and have a look." Rong Shen said casually.

Song Yue suddenly looked back at her. The next moment, he and the bodyguard looked at each other. They really went to one end of the coffin, holding the lid of the coffin in both hands and exerting themselves.

The lid of the coffin did not move.

"Come again!" Song Yue gritted his teeth and said to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard didn't speak. He did move his feet and stabilize the footwall. Then he and song Yue tried hard at the same time. Suddenly, the blue tendons of their necks swelled up and the lid of the coffin made a dull sound.

As the lid of the coffin was slowly lifted up, song Yue's eyes showed a touch of joy. But the next moment, as soon as the coffin was exposed, a thin black thread came out of the gap.