Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Rongshen walks up behind Cheng Xiu. Song Yue closes his mouth and follows Rongshen, holding his own Rune paper in his hand.

The path doesn't look long. Song Yue is at the back. Although Rong Shen can't block his sight, Cheng Xiu can. After walking for a long time, song Yue can't help but ask, "why haven't you arrived yet? I didn't see the path that long before. "

"It's almost there." Rong Shen, who was just a step away, replied.

"Sister Rong, why do you keep your voice so low? I can't hear you Song Yue muttered that he didn't doubt anything.

It's just strange that Rong Shen's words in front of her lowered her voice. It seems that her voice is very low, and some of them can't hear clearly. If song Yue hadn't been a step away from her, I'm afraid she didn't know that she had just answered herself.

Song Yue muttered to himself and followed Rong Shen in front of him for a long time. Song Yue could not help looking around. There was still a sound coming from the ancestral hall, and he could see someone passing by.

But no one came out.

Song Yue took back his eyes and looked down at Rong Shen. He was surprised. The next moment, he suddenly raised his head and stopped, with a very strange smile on his face.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he asked in a voice, "sister Rong, are you tired?"

Rong Shen didn't stop, as if he didn't hear his question, and continued to walk forward.

But song Yue slowly raised the paper in his hand.

"Sister Rong, aren't you tired?" Song Yue asked again, his eyes fell on Rong Shen's back, staring at her without blinking.

Rongshen finally stopped. She turned back slowly, and her face turned white strangely. She didn't seem to see the rune paper song Yue held in her hand. She only asked in a slow tone: "Why are you tired?"

At this time, song Yue noticed the strange tone of her voice.

The tone is too slow. It seems that it is deliberately protracted, which makes people feel hairy.

Song Yue swallowed his saliva, pulled the corners of his lips, and laughed deeply.

He said, "are you not tired to walk with two iron ingots tied to your feet?"

At the end of the sentence, his tone suddenly changed and became fierce, and the rune paper in his hand quickly stuck to Rongshen.

His action was fast enough, and Rongshen didn't seem to be on guard. At the moment when the rune paper just touched it, a shrill cry "ah!"

In front of my face, where the paper was attached, my skin began to swell and rot.

Instantly become a drowning ghost, hair is still dripping water, this is not deep!

At the moment when the water ghost shows his true face, Cheng Xiu turns his head, stares at Song Yue fiercely, and pours his hands into claws at his neck.

Song Yue retreated quickly, reciting words. He felt out a piece of Rune paper and quickly threw it out. At the same time, he drew a soft sword from his waist.

The soft sword is extremely thin, but its body is engraved with dense and fine runes, and its handle is inlaid with a red bead the size of a thumb.

Before the soft sword wrapped around his waist, the red bead became a waist buckle decoration.

At the moment when the two water ghosts came up, song Yue's mantra was finally finished. He turned his wrist and stabbed back with his soft sword.

"Poof", the soft sword stabbed into a pile of rotten meat, and the whole arm of the female water ghost fell to the ground.

"Ah

The ghost screamed bitterly and looked at Song Yue with more fierce eyes.