Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Rong Shen put aside her face. She was afraid to see Cheng Xiu's expression. She was afraid to see disappointment, even anger.

Cheng Xiu gave up the chance to become a Buddha for her, but she also gave up the divine body for a man.

But as soon as Rongshen turns away his face, Cheng Xiu approaches her, reaches for her face and makes her face to herself.

He said: "I don't care how much you used to love that man. Now you are mine. You have me in your heart, right? No matter how bad it is, at least for the hundred years, as long as I'm still alive, you will accompany me. Will you promise me that you won't count? "

"No Rong Shen affirmed, without hesitation. She said, "Cheng Xiu, at least, the person I like now is you."

Because she likes it, she is willing to accompany Cheng Xiu through this life. After this life, Rong Shen won't think about it now.

"Even if I remember the past." Rong Shen sneered, his eyes a little cold, "so what? In order to avoid me, that person even went to the underworld and didn't want to be with me. Even if I remember, what's the matter? "

Don't you want her to come together.

Rong deeply pinched his fingertips and his eyes were cold.

It's impossible.

After being cared about by others, and experiencing the feeling of being cared about, she didn't want to die for another man who didn't care about herself.

Cheng Xiu looks satisfied. He reaches out his hand and holds Rong Shen in his arms.

Rong Shen quietly nestles in his arms, and doesn't see the dark color in Cheng Xiu's eyes.

Song Yue never came back. Rong Shen saw Er Dong not far from the yard. While Cheng Xiuwu was sleeping, she ran to ER Dong.

"I thought you were gone." Rongshen sits down beside Erdong and looks down with her. In a yard not far away, a group of half year old children, with a peach wood sword in hand, are learning their swordsmanship.

It seems that for such a long time, no one in the Song family has found out that the patriarch song Zhenxing has died.

There was a strange flash in Rong Shen's mind, but she didn't think about it deeply and soon left it behind.

There was so much noise in the yard before, but no one else was disturbed. It was because someone had set up a border in advance to prevent the leakage of the noise.

Erdong quietly looked at the other side, her face indifferent, she did not speak.

Rong Shen thought that Erdong's attitude towards song Yue had changed so much that he couldn't help asking, "what did you think of in the picture?"

Erdong lowered her eyes. She didn't speak at first. She didn't speak until a long time later. She talked about the things she slowly remembered when she looked at the jade plate in the picture.

She said, "you know, every time I go back to my childhood, the samsara time is the same as that of ordinary people, but this time I go back to my childhood and am adopted by the adoptive father of the Song family. How long has it been since I fell asleep last time?"

Erdon asked.

Rong Shen narrowed his eyes slightly and pulled his lips. "No more than 300 years?"

"More than three hundred years." Erdong chuckles and laughs sarcastically, "as soon as I sleep, I sleep for 1500 years."

Rongshen's pupils shrink slightly. She purses her lips and doesn't speak any more. She just looks at Erdong and listens to her talking about the memory that she hates when she thinks about it.

In that memory, Erdong finally went back to the capital with song Yue, and even decided to marry him.